Hobgoblins

After recovering for three days, Zhao Fu’s external injuries had healed quite quickly because of the three Flower Spirits. However, it would take him quite a long time to recover from the internal injuries.

On this day, Zhao Fu took off his blood-stained clothes and put on a new cloak. He started to walk towards Ninesun City in the north, which was the closest to him. As for the three Fairy Spirits, they flew around him as they followed him, and when they were tired, they would rest on his shoulders.

Seeing how carefree and without worries they were, always in high spirits, Zhao Fu admired them quite a lot. Soon, he entered a jungle.

“Zhao, don’t go forwards; it’s dangerous ahead. It’s better if you go around,” Roserose, who was sitting on his shoulder, suddenly said.

Zhao Fu stopped and asked in surprise, “What’s ahead?”

Sitting on his other shoulder, Lilylily explained calmly, “There’s a historical remnant as well as many terrifying Goblins. We’ve been there before!”