" there was a green grass on the side of the road, with five stems and leaves, wide and flat leaves, wrapped in a mass of red fruit in the middle, with a faint
illiance all over his body. he regnized it as a clotting grass he had seen before in the he
al forest to stop the bleeding.
he picked it down, torn it up, vered it over the wound, and soon the wound stopped bleeding. he
eathed a
eath. originally, the clotting grass had better be refined into clotting dan, and then integrated into the wound to stop bleeding, but now he was no longer able to use the true yuan, and uld not refine the dan medicine, so he had to put it together.
the woods in front of them seemed endless, and they uld never get to the end. lin hui came with a light and healthy walk, but now it was difficult to return, and every time he walked a distance, his strength seemed to have been vacated, and he felt very unfortable.
he wanted to put on his wings and fly to naomi at once, using her true yuan to drive away the toxin. how uld this be just an unrealistic fantasy? there was no figure around him, and not even a wild animal uld see a quie