Although Huang Feng had never seen such a look in his eyes over the years, his mind was sharp and his reaction was extremely fast. He instantly understood that the person in front of him was definitely not a ninth-level lowly slave like himself, but must have an extraordinary origin.
Thinking back to his previous sarcasm and disdain, Huang Feng just wanted to slap himself to death.
Soon, he suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, knelt on the ground respectfully, and said: "Master, Huang Feng knows that he is humble and not qualified to be your slave, but Huang Feng is willing to make up for the previous offense. In the next step
In the meantime, Huang Feng is willing to use his humble power to guide the master's medicine bugs and not let the master worry about the medicine fields."
Qin Yu glanced at Huang Feng and said calmly: "Get up."
Huang Feng felt as if he had been granted amnesty. There was excitement on his desperate face, but he did not stand up immediately and said: "Master, Huang Feng is guilty. Only by kneeling can he feel at ease. I beg Master to let Huang Feng kneel for a long time."
This is not Huang Feng's intention, but he is sincere. He really wants to atone for his sins. He actually wants to bet with his master beyond his own ability. This makes Huang Feng panic in his heart. If he doesn't kneel down, Huang Feng's
I feel uneasy.
It has to be said that at this time, Qin Yu's status in Huang Feng's heart was extremely high. As for why Qin Yu ended up like this, Huang Feng did not dare to think too much.
"Get up!" Qin Yu said indifferently again, with an irreversible meaning in his words.
Huang Feng's heart trembled and he quickly stood up. He lowered his head and glanced at Qin Yu secretly, not daring to say anything more.
"Go guide your medicine insect." Qin Yu said calmly.
Huang Feng was shocked and turned around reflexively to leave. But when he turned around, he suddenly thought of something and quickly bowed to Qin Yu and said, "Thank you, master. Huang Feng is willing to work for master." After saying that, Huang Feng
He turned around and returned to his medicine field.
There are only a few days until the harvest day, and 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 cross-legged not far away, Qin Yu slowly closed his eyes again. It must be said that Huang Feng's words to guide the medicine bug for him made Qin Yu plan to spare Huang Feng.
After all, he couldn't leave this medicine field in a short period of time, and Qin Yu was not interested in growing red indigo grass. He only wanted to continue cultivating mutated spirit ants. If Huang Feng was here, he should be able to save himself a lot of worry.
Moreover, Qin Yu guessed that the harvest once every three years might determine the level of the slaves. Once they were promoted, they would probably no longer plant red indigo grass.
This Huang Feng is a good guide and is top-notch in the entire medicine field. He is very likely to be promoted, and he will definitely be promoted. If there is Huang Feng, he will not need to guide him in the future.
Thinking about it, Qin Yu glanced at Lin Wenxian. His medicinal fields were also lush and green. This was largely because Qin Yu guided the holy power of the soul to him. If nothing else, Lin Wenxian's harvest was also good.
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As for whether Lin Wenxian will be promoted or something in the future, Qin Yu is not worried. If nothing happens, after this harvest, there is no possibility of meeting him in a short time.
Of course, Qin Yu is not worried, because if Lin Wenxian can grasp it, he can achieve success smoothly.
Afterwards, Qin Yu continued to quietly cultivate mutant spirit ants.
After these days of slight growth, the mutated spirit ant's intelligence has grown rapidly. Sometimes, Qin Yu can feel the simple thought of its birth.
But Qin Yu did not stop him, nor did he try to change the spirit ant's mind. If he changed it rashly, then the spirit ant would become his clone, and he didn't need a clone now. What he needed was someone who completely obeyed him.
Right-hand assistant.
Qin Yu is extremely looking forward to the abnormal devouring ability of this mutated spirit ant.
In a blink of an eye, it’s the day of harvest of red lin flowers.
When the three-year period is up, all the budding red phoenix flowers will bloom, and the endless medicinal fields will instantly turn red, and the red three-leafed red phoenix flowers will be extremely charming.
The medicinal fields of Qin Yu and Lin Wenxian's medicinal fields are also full of red phoenix flowers, which are much larger than other red phoenix flowers.
Qin Yu looked at the red lin flower, pondered for a while, and used the holy power of his soul to lead the mutated spirit ant out of the ground and into his sleeves. Just as Qin Yu looked at the spirit ant, he suddenly heard an exclamation.
Voices.
"Master...save me..."
Qin Yu raised his head and looked for the sound, only to see Huang Feng speeding towards him with a pale face and kneeling directly in front of Qin Yu.
Qin Yu glanced at Huang Feng's medicinal field again and found that his red indigo grass had not bloomed yet, because the last few days were particularly important, and Qin Yu's delay of a few days affected the flowering time.
Judging from the current flower buds, they should bloom soon, maybe even tomorrow at the latest.
But it is already harvest day. How could the person in charge of the harvest wait for a ninth-level slave?
Once the time is delayed, there will be no harvest, and the fate of the last hundred will be death. At that time, Huang Feng will definitely die.
Qin Yu pondered for a while, without saying much, raised his right hand, and the holy power of the soul flew into Huang Feng's medicine field, and the spirit ants devoured it like crazy.
Because they devoured so much, it didn't take long before a lot of spirit ants excreted feces.
As time passed, Deacon Liu and his two disciples were collecting red lin flowers from the other side, slowly approaching.
Huang Feng looked desperately at Butler Liu, who was approaching slowly, and then at Qin Yu. He broke into a cold sweat and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
"The meeting will be held." Qin Yu glanced at Huang Feng and said indifferently.
How can Huang Feng listen at this time? According to his observation, it will take at least half a day for the red grass to bloom, and now it only takes half an hour for Deacon Liu to come.
Once the time is delayed, he will definitely die.
"It's over! It's over!" Huang Feng collapsed and muttered to himself in despair.
Half an hour later.
Deacon Liu had already led two disciples to collect them slowly. When he arrived at Huang Feng's medicine field, his face darkened, he scanned the surroundings, and finally looked at Huang Feng, saying coldly: "This is the medicine field you are responsible for.
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Huang Feng was trembling all over and nodded in despair.
"I remember you. Even though you had that power that delayed the harvest, everyone else bloomed. Why didn't yours bloom? Moreover, I saw that your red indigo grass was growing well. It should be expected that it would bloom, so why hasn't it bloomed yet?
?Are you lazy these past few days? And do you know that the harvest time cannot be missed? I will give you an hour at most. If it doesn't bloom for an hour, no one can save you." Deacon Liu said coldly.
With that said, he bypassed Huang Feng's medicine field and collected others first.
An hour?
Huang Feng slumped down again, his face ashen.
One hour seemed like a lifetime to Huang Feng.
Time passed silently. When Butler Liu collected all the red linden flowers from the other medicinal fields and returned to Huang Feng, he glanced at the red linden grass that had not yet bloomed and said coldly: "Take him..."
Before he finished speaking, a subtle sound of flower buds opening suddenly sounded, and red and red red lin flowers bloomed almost at the same time...
Huang Feng suddenly looked up at his medicine field, tears fell like rain, and he knelt down and cried loudly.
