Lost
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
The root of the Dog's Tail Grass was only slightly longer than a needle. More importantly, it was root grass, not a needle! But a root grass that broke off so easily had pierced through the body of a snake. How strong did one's internal strength need to be to be able to do this?
For a time, he watched Feng Jiu, and was speechless. The things that he was unable to figure out and ignored by him reappeared in his mind one by one.
Why in this forest full of beasts did those beasts stare at them for a while, then turned around and left? Why were they not in danger when Feng Jiu was by their side? Why were they still alive after they fell into this place?
Those scenes flashed through his mind one by one, when he thought of the dangers that she had secretly overcome for them along the way, he only felt shock in his heart.