Chapter 96: Vinegar (nine updates)


    "We followed Uncle Zhou and the others up the mountain to hunt demons and encountered a wolf demon with a cracked claw, two feet tall, with crimson hair, three feet of fangs, and the tip of the claws looked like barbs. The realm was about the middle level of the first grade, and before the late stage, our team could handle it. Uncle Zhou and the others fought with it, let us help outside and don''t let it run..."


    "I''ve been hit for a long time, Uncle Zhou and the others were injured, and the cracked claws were not alive, but it suddenly burst out and rushed towards the three of us. Dahu and I remembered Uncle Zhou''s instructions and did not take action easily. In a hurry, Xiaohu slashed at the cracked claws."


    "This knife cut the cracked claw, only hurting its fur. The cracked claw took advantage of the flaw of the little tiger''s move and walked around the back of the little tiger. One claw teared the little tiger''s vine armor, and the little tiger''s skin burst into flesh, and the blood couldn''t stop flowing..."


    Shuanghu wiped his tears with his sleeves and choked:


    "Uncle Zhou said that the claws with demonic power were wrapped around them. If the wound was torn open, the blood would flow non-stop. Many monks were torn to pieces like this. After the blood was dried, they would die..."


    There were tears in Dahu''s eyes, and he said guiltily: "I would have blocked him. I''m stronger than Xiaohu and would not have suffered such severe injuries."


    The younger brother is so hurt, and the two brothers are both sad and regretful.


    "Mr. Feng''s alchemy technique is very good, Xiaohu will be fine." Mo Hua''s eyes also felt sour, so he comforted them.


    Mo Hua looked at Xiaohu''s injuries carefully again. Although blood still oozed out, the blood on the wound was slowly solidifying. It should be the medicine used by Mr. Feng, which had already taken effect.


    Ink painting breathed a sigh of relief.


    The mohua checked with his spiritual sense and found that there was a faint bright red aura wrapped around the wound of the tiger. It should be what the demon hunter often called the demon power. It is the complex spiritual energy obtained by monsters by eating and a special spiritual power mixed with their own blood.


    It is not only humans who can gain power from the great way of heaven and earth, but also monsters.


    Mo Hua comforted Dahu and Shuanghu again, and handed the things Liu Ruhua asked him to bring to Aunt Meng.


    Aunt Meng secretly wiped her tears. When she saw Mo Hua, she forced herself to cheer up, "Thank you for me, thank you for your mother for help over the years. Please come and stay for lunch..."


    But thinking that my family was poor and I didn’t eat much, and there was nothing I could do to treat. Xiaohu had to spend a lot of money on spiritual stones to treat his injuries. I don’t know where this spiritual stone came from...


    Aunt Meng felt sad. Although she was smiling reluctantly on her face, tears flowed down her cheeks.


    Mo Hua pretended not to see it and said, "No need, aunt, my mother asked me to go back early. You should take good care of Xiaohu. I will come and play when Xiaohu''s injury heals."


    Aunt Meng choked and nodded.


    Mo Hua comforted again: "I just saw it. Xiaohu''s wound has been healed, and the demonic power on the wound has become much weaker. I guess it will be healed in a few days of rest. There is no need to worry about the spirit stone. After a while, Dahu and the others can stand alone and will gradually recover..."


    "Yes." Aunt Meng touched Mo Hua''s head.


    Although Mo Hua is young, she has always been sensible and knows a lot. When he said this, Aunt Meng felt a lot of relief.


    Mo Hua handed the food box to Aunt Meng, then said goodbye and went home.


    “Be careful on the road.”


    Aunt Meng delivered the ink painting to the door. When she came back, she opened the food box and found that there were some steamed buns and jerky meat inside, a small pot with warm and nourishing soup and several bottles of elixirs for healing.


    There was a small cloth bag under the elixir. The small cloth bag was heavy. Aunt Meng opened it and saw that it contained more than a dozen spirit stones.


    Aunt Meng looked at the spirit stone and was stunned for a moment, and tears flowed down again.


    After Mo Hua returned home, she was also in a very depressed mood.


    He wanted to help Xiaohu and the others, but he couldn''t think of how to help. He knows magic, cannot refine his body, has no high cultivation, and has used up all the spirit stones on his body.


    After thinking about it, I can only draw a formation. Mo Hua hurriedly finished her meal at noon, and then ran to the weapon refining shop, wanting to find Master Chen to ask for a new pair of vine armor.


    The ink painting has no spirit stones. I originally wanted to make a credit, but Master Chen gave it to me without saying a word, and one gift would be given to me three pairs.


    "If you buy this thing, you need to spend the spirit stone, but for us, it is not worth it. You don''t use much fine iron or spiritual liquid to refine the vine armor. After soaking the vine grass, just use the fire to roast it with a special craft. The fire does not take up much time. At most, it will take some effort. You can just use these three sets to play with..."


    After Mo Hua helped Master Chen draw a formation several times, but he confiscated the spirit stones. Master Chen felt sorry for Mo Hua and wanted him to ask for something more.


    If it is a valuable spiritual weapon, he still has to consider things like Vine Armor that can be refined by an apprentice, and he will not blink when he sends it out.


    Mo Hua thanked him, and after returning, he drew an iron armor array for all three pairs of vine armor.


    There is a pair of such a rattan armor in the ink painting storage bag, which is intended to deal with Qian Xingshi''s self-defense, but Qian Xing is crazy, and this rattan armor will be useless.


    But ink paintings cannot be used, Dahu and the others can definitely use them.


    The demon hunter wants to fight with monsters, and the process is very dangerous, especially physical cultivation.


    The experienced demon hunter is fine, he has rich experience in hunting monsters and is familiar with monsters. Even if it is dangerous, he can advance and retreat in moderation.


    There is a difference for novice hunters. They lack experience and cannot be dealt with in a timely manner in case of emergencies. Once there is an omission and they are taken advantage of by monsters, they will be injured at the least and die at the worst.


    Many young monks with excellent talents could have become excellent demon hunters, but they all lost their lives because of a momentary accident and lost their future.


    Such things happen from time to time. When Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua were chatting, they felt sorry for many times, but Mohua secretly heard it.


    At this time, it is possible to save your life if you have a set of armor that is hard enough.


    It’s a pity that most demon hunters can’t afford expensive armor, so they can only use cheap vine armor.


    When the little tiger is attacked by a cracked claw, if the vine armor is tough enough, it will not be injured. Even if it is injured, the wound will be much shallow and not so serious.


    The vine armor attached to the iron armor array is much tougher than before. I hope that Dahu and the others will suffer less injuries when wearing monster hunting.


    Mo Hua thought to himself.


    A few days later, Mo Hua removed Xiaohu. Xiaohu''s injuries improved and his face improved a lot.


    Mo Hua took out the three pairs of rattan armor and gave it to them. The big tiger and the twin tigers had a good vine armor, but they had some cracks because they fought with monsters. Xiaohu''s vine armor was indeed torn apart by the wolf demon and it was no longer useful.


    Aunt Meng looked at the vine armor in Mo Hua''s hand, and she wanted to speak but stopped.


    Mo Hua saw Aunt Meng’s thoughts and said, “These pairs of vine armor were given to me by Master Chen, and I can’t use them. They just happened to give them to Brother Dahu and others. The vine armor has the formation I drew, which is much tougher than ordinary vine armor. In this way, they will not be easily injured when hunting monsters. Even if they are injured, they will be a little lighter.”


    Aunt Meng was originally embarrassed to ask for it, but when she heard Mo Hua say "it''s not easy to get hurt", she couldn''t refuse it. Just his eyes were red and he felt a little ashamed.


    Mo Hua pulled Aunt Meng''s sleeve and said, "If I have something to do in the future, I will ask Brother Dahu and the others for help. They can''t be lazy and not help me."


    Aunt Meng said repeatedly: "Well, if you have any problems in the future, you will find them. If they dare to say a word, I will break their legs!"


    Aunt Meng''s expression became cheerful, and Dahu and the other two also hugged the vine armor and laughed.


    (This chapter ends)