Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 126 This friend is not simple

Like a child who had suffered a great injustice, panda Tuan Tuan curled up in An Zhi's arms. Its furry body trembled slightly, its ears drooped, and its dark eyes were full of sorrow.

Like Anzhi, she was lonely from a young age. Although she tried to cover up her sadness with her strong temper and personality, the sadness she felt afterwards was something that could not be faked.

Tuantuan would occasionally rub her little nose against Anzhi's arm, as if seeking more comfort, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy because of Tuantuan's grievance.

“Tuanbao, be good. Rimaiyongga didn’t mean that. How could Mommy abandon you?” Anzhi kept stroking Tuan Tuan’s fluffy back, but looked at Rimaiyongga with a reproachful look in her eyes.

After hearing Shen Anzhi's words, Tuantuan snuggled even closer into Anzhi's warm embrace.

The best way to ease the awkwardness now is to stop mentioning pandas and find other topics to talk about.

Just then, the Dragon Horn Tower was warmed by the firelight, and the tower was full of dry firewood, indicating that many people often stayed there for a short time.

Rimai Yongga understood what Shen Anzhi meant from his eyes, so he tactfully sat down and continued to work on his herbs, applying them little by little to the wound.

Before long, Shen Anzhi discovered that Tuantu was fast asleep in his arms, looking just like a child, occasionally scratching his little nose with his paw.

"what……"

Suddenly, Rimai Yongga applied a clump of herbs to his newly opened wound, and a sharp pain instantly stimulated his nerves, causing him to scream involuntarily.

Seeing Rimai Yongga in such pain, Shen Anzhi's gaze once again fell upon the demon-slaying gourd at his waist.

From this brief period of time, Shen Anzhi realized that Rimai Yongga was probably not a bad person, but even if he was, he would probably be nothing but trash in front of Shen Anzhi now.

"Here, have a sip, it'll warm you up." Shen Anzhi said, tossing the gourd to Rimai Yongga.

Rimai Yongga caught the wine gourd with one hand, examined it closely, and then asked curiously, "Sister Anzhi, I usually only see male cultivators carrying wine gourds. You're a girl..."

"A friend gave this to me. Drink up, it's strong, only take a small sip." After saying that, Shen Anzhi continued to add firewood to the fire, making the flames burn even brighter.

Rimai Yongga removed the gourd stopper and smelled it; the aroma of the wine began to fill the air.

Rimai Yongga closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, as if the aroma of the wine could give him strength.

"Sister Anzhi, what kind of wine is this? Why does it smell like this..." Rimai Yongga has tasted countless wines and has drunk all kinds of local wines from Sichuan and Chongqing, but the smell of this wine is very unique.

Shen Anzhi smiled and said, "This is snake wine, it's very nourishing."

"Great tonic!" Rimai Yongga immediately took a deep sip. Instantly, after the alcohol went down his throat, he felt full of energy, and the previous pain seemed to have lessened considerably.

Rimai Yongga handed the gourd back to Anzhi, while also questioning Anzhi's identity. After all, although he couldn't understand the inscription on the demon-possessing gourd, it definitely belonged to a cultivator, and this woman was definitely not an ordinary woman.

"Thank you for the wine, heroine. This wine is truly wonderful; it has made me feel much more energetic." Rimai Yongga's voice was louder and more vibrant than before. He had thought he had encountered an ordinary girl who had been brought up the mountain by the villagers for a sacrificial ceremony, but he never expected her to be a hidden master.

Heroine!

Shen Anzhi smiled faintly after hearing this, inwardly marveling at how much stronger Mai Yongga was than him. A mere cultivator's gourd and a sip of snake wine with potent healing properties had somehow convinced him that he was a female knight-errant.

"I dare not accept the title of heroine. This was given to me by a good friend when he left this world. He told me that carrying it is the same as carrying him." Shen Anzhi looked at the demon-slaying gourd and smiled bitterly.

Rimai Yongga carefully observed Shen Anzhi's every move...

"No need to doubt, I am a demon slayer." Shen Anzhi readily accepted the favor.

A flicker of surprise and admiration flashed in Rimai Yongga's eyes. His gaze returned to the female warrior, as if trying to find some trace of a demon slayer in her.

"So you're a demon slayer." Rimai Yongga's voice held a hint of awe. They were legendary figures, walking the line between the human world and the demon realm, protecting peace. He said admiringly, "No wonder I always felt you weren't an ordinary woman; there was something, something..."

Faced with Rimai Yongga's praise, Anzhi simply nodded slightly, her face showing a faint composure, as if her identity as a demon slayer was just an ordinary matter.

"You're not bad either. You're so young yet so righteous, and you've even become the guard general of your Qiang tribe." Shen Anzhi felt that Mai Yongga was quite observant that day, having discerned his identity through such a small matter.

Hearing this, Rimai Yongga's face was full of worry. He looked at Anzhi with deep concern in his eyes and slowly said, "Oh, don't even mention it. The General's Guard, now that evidence of the Ge people colluding with the demon soldiers has been discovered, I'm very worried that they will take this opportunity to attack Qiang City. Qiang City is the foundation of our Qiang people. My family, friends, and countless innocent people live there, living peaceful lives. But once the demon soldiers attack..."

Rimai Yongga's voice trembled slightly, as if the terrifying scene of the demon soldiers trampling on the Qiang city had already appeared in his mind: "The demon soldiers are cruel and ruthless, leaving ruins wherever they go. Although our Qiang people also have warriors, I am really afraid that I cannot resist the powerful force of the demon soldiers, so my father asked me to go to Mount Shu for help."

As Shen Anzhi listened to Rimai Yongga's story, her expression gradually became solemn. Wasn't the giant python's emergence from the mountain the same disaster that had brought about? She deeply felt Rimai Yongga's love for his hometown and his concern for his family. At least this eighteen-year-old Rimai Yongga was stronger than herself.

"Heroine, you must lend us a hand when the time comes," Rimai Yongga said.

Looking into Rimai Yongga's eyes, which were filled with expectation and worry, Shen Anzhi felt a surge of mission and said firmly, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you resist the demon soldiers."

However, though the words were out, Anzhi's brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes. She paced slowly, saying to herself, "I've just arrived in Sichuan and don't know much about this place yet. If there's anything I can help with, especially things that are righteous, I can't say I'm absolutely certain I can do my part."

Rimaiyongga: "That works too! You're from out of town, and our Sichuan region is truly amazing..."