Chapter 1761

Over the years, Huang Feng has never seen such eyes, but his mind is sensitive and his reaction is very fast. He suddenly understands that the person in front of him is not a ninth class Cheap slave like himself. He must have an extraordinary origin.

Recalling his sarcasm and disdain before, Huang Feng just wanted to fan himself with a mouth.

Soon, he pressed down all his thoughts and respectfully crawled on the ground and said, "master, Huang Feng knows that he is humble and is not qualified to be your servant, but Huang Feng is willing to make up for the previous offense. In the next time, Huang Feng is willing to guide the medicine bug for his master with his humble power and not let the medicine field bother his master."

Qin Huan looked at Huang Feng and said calmly, "get up."

Huang Feng was pardoned. His desperate face was excited, but he didn't immediately stand up and said, "master, Huang Feng is guilty. He can't feel at ease until he kneels. Please let Huang Feng kneel."

This is not Huang Feng's intention, but his truth. He really wants to make atonement. He actually wants to gamble with his master beyond his power. This makes Huang Feng terrified. If he doesn't kneel, Huang Feng's heart will be uneasy.

It has to be said that at this time, Qin Huan's position in Huang Feng's heart is infinitely high. Huang Feng doesn't dare to think about why Qin Huan fell here.

"Get up!" Qin Huan said indifferently again, with an inviolable meaning in his words.

Huang Feng trembled in his heart and quickly stood up. He lowered his head and glanced at Qin Huan. He didn't dare to say more.

"Go and guide your medicine bug," Qin Huan said plainly.

Huang Feng was shocked. He turned around and wanted to go. But when he turned around, he suddenly thought of something. He quickly bowed to Qin Huan and said, "thank you, master. Huang Feng is willing to be an ox and horse for his master." after that, Huang Feng turned and returned to his medicine field.

The harvest day is only a few days away. These days have been delayed. He needs to guide and give more Taoist spirits as soon as possible, otherwise the harvest will be affected.

Looking at Huang Feng sitting down nearby, Qin Huan slowly closed his eyes. He had to say that Huang Feng's sentence guided the medicine bug for himself, which made Qin Yu intend to spare Huang Feng.

After all, he could not leave the medicine field in a short time, and Qin Huan was not interested in planting Chilin grass. He just wanted to continue to cultivate the mutant spirit ants. If there was Huang Feng, he should be able to save himself a lot of heart.

Moreover, Qin Huan guessed that the three-year harvest might determine the level of cheap slaves. Once promoted, it is likely that Chilin grass will not be planted again.

Huang Feng has a good guide. He is top-notch in the whole medicine field. He is likely to be promoted, and he will be promoted. If there is Huang Feng, he doesn't need to guide himself next.

Thinking, Qin Huan looked at Lin Wenxian, and his medicine field was also lush. Most of this was because Qin Huan guided the divine spirit and holy power for him. If there were no accidents, Lin Wenxian's harvest would be good.

Qin Huan didn't worry about whether Lin asked Xian if he would be promoted. If there were no accidents, he was afraid that there would be no possibility of meeting in a short time after the harvest.

Of course, Qin Huan was not worried, because if Lin Wenxian could grasp it, he would be able to make progress.

Then Qin Huan continued to cultivate mutant spirit ants quietly.

After these days, the intelligence of the mutant spirit ant increased rapidly. Sometimes Qin Huan could feel the simple idea of its birth.

Qin Huan didn't stop or try to change the spirit ant's mind. If he changed it rashly, the spirit ant would become his separate body. Now he doesn't need a separate body. What he needs is a capable assistant who is completely obedient to himself.

Qin Huan looked forward to the abnormal phagocytosis of the mutant spirit ant.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the harvest day of Chilin flower.

After three years, all the budding Chilin grass will open, and the endless medicine field will turn red in an instant. The red three leaf Chilin flowers are extremely charming.

Qin Huan and Lin Wenxian's medicine field is also full of red Lin flowers, which are much larger than other red Lin flowers.

Qin Huan looked at the red Lin flower and pondered a little. He led the mutant spirit ant out of the ground and into his sleeves with the holy power of the spirit. When Qin Huan looked at the spirit ant, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.

"Master... Help me..."

Qin Huan looked up and looked for a voice, but he saw that Huang Feng came quickly with a white face and knelt directly in front of Qin Huan.

Qin Huan looked away from Huang Feng's medicine field and found that his Chilin grass had not yet bloomed, because the last few days were particularly important, and Qin Huan's delay affected the flowering time.

From the current flower bud, it should bloom soon, or even tomorrow at the latest.

But now it is the harvest day. How can the person in charge of the harvest wait for a ninth class bitch?

Once the time is missed, even if there is no harvest, and the last 100 will die. At that time, Huang Feng will die.

Qin Huan pondered a little and didn't say much. When his right hand was lifted, the spirit holy power flew into the medicine field of Huang Feng, and the spirit ants devoured it like crazy.

Because it swallowed a lot, before long, there were a lot of excrement excreted by spirit ants.

With the passage of time, Deacon Liu and his two disciples are collecting Chilin flowers from the other side and approaching slowly.

Huang Feng looked hopelessly at deacon Liu, who was approaching slowly, and then looked at Qin Huan. He was sweating and trembling uncontrollably.

"Yes," Qin Huan said indifferently.

Where can Huang Feng listen at this time? Through his observation, it will take at least half a day for Chilin grass to open. Now deacon Liu will come in half an hour at most.

If he misses the time, he will die.

"It's over! It's over!" Huang Feng fell soft and said to himself in despair.

Half an hour later.

Deacon Liu had come slowly with two disciples. When he arrived at Huang Feng's medicine field, his face sank, swept around, finally looked at Huang Feng and said coldly, "this is the medicine field you are responsible for?"

Huang Feng trembled and nodded in despair.

"I remember you. Although that force delayed the harvest, others bloomed. Why didn't you? Moreover, I think your Chilin grass grew well. It's reasonable to say it can bloom. Why hasn't it bloomed yet? It's lazy these days? And you know, the harvest time can't be delayed? I can't save you if I don't bloom for an hour at most." Deacon Liu said coldly.

Then he bypassed Huang Feng's medicine field and collected others first.

An hour?

Huang Feng was soft paralyzed again and his face was as gray as death.

An hour seemed like a lifetime for Huang Feng.

As time passed silently, when deacon Liu collected all the other medicine fields of Chilin flowers and turned back to Huang Feng, he looked at the open Chilin grass and said coldly, "take him..."

Before he finished his words, suddenly a subtle sound of flower bud opening sounded, and one red red crimson flower after another opened almost at the same time

Huang Fengmeng looked up at his medicine field. His tears were like rain. He knelt down and cried.