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The first thousand four hundred and fortieth chapters(2/2)

"Yes, Brother Yang, what Yan Dong said makes sense, and we agree with this." Someone immediately echoed.

Obviously, everyone has no idea of ​​revenge for the dead Cui Lin and others. Anyway, they are all gathered together because of interests, and there is no friendship between the two parties.

Yang Qingyu saw everyone's expressions in his eyes and sneered in his heart, but said righteously: "Since I am your captain, I have the responsibility to seek justice for my dead brother."

"No need to worry about this matter. I will have a solution after I find the soul-nourishing grass!"

Yang Qingyu's expression gradually turned ferocious. This time he was defeated by Lan Moxi, and his heart seemed to be filled with a haze. Revenge for Cui Lin was a lie, and his true purpose was to capture the other party and possess him to vent his hatred.

As for how to deal with Lan Moxi, who was stronger than them, the only thing he could think of was to hire someone to take action at the cost of the soul-nourishing grass.

"It turns out that Brother Yang has a plan for a long time, so let's act quickly!"

Du Qing, Yan Dong and others looked at each other without any trace and started urging.

They didn't agree with Yang Qingyu's approach in their hearts. They had already made up their minds to leave the team after getting the soul-nurturing grass. There was no need to accompany him to go crazy.

The value of soul-nourishing grass is so great, it is a wonderful medicine that countless warriors seek.

As we all know, after a warrior's cultivation reaches a certain level, physical injuries can be repaired with source power, but injuries to the soul are the most difficult to heal and can only be slowly resolved over time, even for those who are strong in the Celestial Realm or the True God Realm.

No exception.

But the soul-nourishing grass has a miraculous effect, it can quickly recover soul injuries; even people without trauma can use the soul-nourishing grass to enhance the strength of the soul.

Such rare things are hard to find in the world!

After a few people left, Zhong Zihao followed behind him unhurriedly: "Since there is such a good thing as soul-nourishing grass, let me let you live a little longer!"

As for how these people knew about the soul-nurturing grass, he could guess a little bit.

Zhong Zihao is much calmer than Yang Qingyu and others. Since this space was created by Canghai Pavilion, nothing in it can escape their eyes and ears. Even if there is soul-nurturing grass, there won't be too many!

However, even if there is only one plant, it is still a treasure!

Yang Qingyu and others speeded up, trying to avoid other warriors and monsters along the way, and stopped from time to time to determine the direction. After spending more than half an hour, they finally arrived at a hidden valley.

"We are lucky, that Yan Fei Vulture is not here at this time!"

Someone sighed, and everyone suddenly felt that they were countless times more lucky than Cui Lin.

This valley is not big, but the mountains and fields are overgrown with weeds. It is not easy to find soul-nurturing grass. It took eight people a full stick of incense to find several flat-leaf plants less than a foot tall behind a rock.

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"I found it, the soul-nourishing grass is here!"

Some people exclaimed loudly, and they felt refreshed just by standing nearby.

"Boohoo!"

The rest immediately came from everywhere. Yang Qingyu took one look and shook his head slightly, regretting: "Unfortunately, there are only six soul-nurturing grasses in total, which are not enough for our group of people!"

"You don't have to worry about it. With me here, you don't have to worry about the distribution of soul-nourishing grass!"

Suddenly a voice sounded from a distance, and everyone's eyes flickered. A man in black robe appeared in front of them, looking at them with a smile but not a smile.

"It's you!"
Chapter completed!
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