In just a moment, Wei Zhen Hui’s demeanor returned to his usual coldness, “The wind is strong and snowflakes entered my eyes.” After he finished speaking, he strode forward with his long legs and pulled her onwards.
Although the pain just now had only lasted for a moment, Wei Zhen Hui knew that it had indeed happened.
When the sun had risen half-way into the sky, Su Mian and the others had just reached the top of the mountain.
It was recorded in the books that the Fortune Eupatorium herb liked to grow on cliffs high up in the mountains. Its roots were embedded in perennial snow while the top part of it fluttered in the wind and scorching sun.
“Are you familiar with the Fortune Eupatorium herb?” Wei Zhen Hui began paying attention to the plants on the mountain.
“I have not seen it before, but I have seen pictures of it in medical books.” When Su Mian finished speaking, a green herb waving in the wind appeared before her eyes. She knew that this was the Fortune Eupatorium herb.
Her current spiritual energy allowed her to know the appearance of any medicinal herbs.
Su Mian was just trying her luck this time that they had rushed up the mountain to search. Since Wen Wen had not stopped her, it was possible that they would find it.
At this moment, Su Mian raised her eyes and looking into the distance, her footsteps suddenly stopped. On the peak of the mountain, a stalk of Fortune Eupatorium herb stood in the wind.
“Fortune Eupatorium herb!” As soon as Su Mian finished speaking, she broke away from Wei Zhen Hui’s hold and ran towards the top of the mountain.
“Careful, the path is slippery!” As Wei Zhen Hui said this, he followed and ran up. He had originally thought that with Su Mian’s speed, he would be able to easily catch up, yet he had not expected that this girl was surprisingly so fast. When she reached the top of the mountain, he was still a few steps behind her.
Under the sunlight, the vibrantly green Fortune Eupatorium herb was alone on the edge of the white cliff, standing apart from the world with a beautiful aloofness.
Su Mian walked forward quickly and reached out to pluck it when a group of white silhouettes charged towards her.
“Su Mian, come back quickly, there are wolves!” With a few strides forward, Wei Zhen Hui gave the wolf a swift quick.
Before Su Mian could even touch the Fortune Eupatorium herb, her body paused and she turned her head, feeling a white silhouette looming in the sky above her.
The white wolf seemed to know that Wei Zhen Hui had extraordinary skill, so it had leapt in the air, avoiding Wei Zhen Hui’s fatal blow as it aimed directly at Su Mian’s neck.
Su Mian’s physical fitness had improved and she had been practicing Tai Chi. Seeing the white wolf pounce towards her, she spun resolutely on the ground and putting strength in her left leg, she kicked at the white wolf with her right leg.
The white wolf nimbly avoided Su Mian’s kick and tilting its head, it bit Su Mian’s ankle.
“Su Mian!” Wei Zhen Hui shouted loudly and as he approached, he slapped the white wolf’s face with his palm and the white wolf died on the spot with a wail.
Su Mian could only feel a sharp pain from her ankle.
“How is it? Let me see.” Wei Zhen Hui knelt on the ground and rolled up Su Mian’s cotton pants. There were two bleeding punctures on her right leg.
“Quickly, bring medicine to stop the bleeding!” Wei Zhen Hui ordered as his expression became even colder.
“It is fine, it does not hurt.” Su Mian gritted her teeth when she finished speaking.
With a cold expression, Wei Zhen Hui bandaged her and deliberately pressed his thumb against her wound.
“Ouch, it hurts!” Su Mian narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows knitting together.
“Did you not say it does not hurt?” Wei Zhen Hui gave her a disgruntled look. His hands moved much more slowly, fearing that he would touch the wound again.
“Let the soldiers go take a look. The Fortune Eupatorium herb should be on the cliff.” Su Mian closed her eyes, still thinking about the Fortune Eupatorium herb. They had come up the mountain with great difficulty, so they should take as much of it back as they could.
“Take a good rest, I will deal with the rest.” Wei Zhen Hui’s complexion remained discontent, the temperament exuding from him becoming even colder.
At that moment, he had actually been terrified.
As an iron-willed soldier, he had never been afraid of the enemy army’s bayonets or steel guns. When the enemy army had besieged them on a deserted island in minus 40 degree weather, he had not been afraid. Even when the enemy had held a knife up to his neck when he was on a secret mission, he still had not been afraid.
