Zhu Minglang was fortunate not to have a poor sense of direction.
Walking through the strange forest, he soon saw the swamp he had entered before.
Looking around the edge of the swamp, Zhu Minglang found those wild grass beads.
But there weren't enough of them, only enough for his own use, which couldn't alleviate the problems faced by the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon.
Stringing the grass beads together one by one and hanging them around his neck, Zhu Minglang was contemplating his next step when he heard footsteps approaching him.
A pair of slightly chubby feet stepped on the ground, immediately causing the leaves to decay into a fragrant gas, and as Zhu Minglang looked over, he saw Dean Lv running towards him with a face full of horror!
"Dead, dead, the Great Instructor is dead!" Dean Lv seemed distraught, and upon seeing Zhu Minglang, he looked as if he had seen a savior.
"What about Han Wen?" Zhu Minglang asked instead.
