The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 147 Urgent emergency

Su Xiyue clamped her legs together, stood up and rushed out of the cave, "Everyone get out of the way, it's urgent!"

Ye Ling narrowed his silver eyes and looked at Mo Lin, "Your spiritual fruit is poisonous."

"Don't try to pass the buck. It's obviously your ginger soup that's the problem."

Mo Lin said coldly, and wrapped his tail around her waist, "You're poisoned. I'll take you to see a witch doctor."

"Let me go—"

She was stunned for a moment and began to struggle like a dehydrated fish, her legs clamped tightly together and veins throbbing on her forehead.

My stomach was churning.

It made a gurgling sound, just like the water in the pot boiling.

But these two guys still kept holding on to her, and she felt like she was about to poop.

I really want to cry.

"I ate something bad... No, my superpowers need to be upgraded!"

"Pfft~"

Just as she finished speaking, she let out a loud and smelly fart. The smell was so strong that even she couldn't help but frown.

His face flushed red with embarrassment, and he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

Ye Ling took a step back, his face full of wonderful expressions.

Mo Lin was also stunned, and his tail instinctively loosened.

Su Xiyue took the opportunity to break free from the restraints and rushed out of the cave like a frightened rabbit.

Her devastated scream drifted in the night wind: "I'll divorce anyone who dares to follow me!"

Ye Ling pinched his nose and sneered: "Divorce your husband? You should learn to control the cycle of reincarnation first."

Mo Lin silently used his tail to roll up the banana leaves at the entrance of the cave to fan the air, and the remaining smell in the cave gradually drifted away with the fluttering leaves.

Behind the bushes fifty meters away from the cave, Su Xiyue used her wood-related abilities with shaking hands.

The vines broke through the soil and instantly formed a screen. The leaves rustled and small pink flowers bloomed, swaying gracefully in the moonlight.

It was so beautiful that it surrounded her tightly.

She stared at the overly romantic makeshift toilet and gritted her teeth, "What's with all that?! Are you afraid others won't find me?"

He hurriedly lifted up his fur skirt, squatted down and started to solve his personal problems.

Thinking of something, he quickly took out the toilet paper from the system backpack.

I almost peed in my pants.

After a crackling sound.

Su Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt better.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard.

She was shocked. Could it be that those two had followed her?

She quickly wiped her butt with paper and pulled up her fur skirt.

Just as he was about to step out, he saw a crack suddenly appear in the vine screen.

The witch doctor's old face was pressed against the gap, and Ye Ling was holding him by the collar and hanging him in the air: "Look! Is she poisoned?"

Su Xiyue's eyes widened and she was petrified in an instant.

The witch doctor looked at her calmly and said, "Oh, you have a nice taste. This toilet is very elegantly decorated, but it's a bit smelly."

Ye Ling frowned: "Is she okay?"

Mo Lin glanced at the pink flowers on the vine, his expression subtle, and handed over a clean leaf: "Wipe!"

The corner of her mouth twitched: "I wiped it."

Mo Lin thought she disliked it, "I just picked it and washed it."

Her face turned green, she gritted her teeth and said word by word: "I really used it!"

He kicked the vine screen, and the pink flowers puffed out choking pollen.

The witch doctor was so confused that he sneezed three times, his old face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum: "You little bitch, you are trying to murder me!"

"Murder your head!"

She grabbed her fur skirt and jumped out of the flower wall, feeling the air become fresher.

Ye Ling followed behind, carrying the witch doctor. Mo Lin's face was expressionless. He glanced inside the vine wall and saw an indescribable mass on the ground, covered with something white and wrinkled.

But it was also confirmed that she had indeed wiped it.

His eyes moved slightly, and he said nothing, just silently threw away the leaves in his hand.

Follow closely behind.

I wondered what that white, wrinkled thing was.

It looks very soft and should be much more comfortable than leaves. At least it won’t scratch your butt.

He decided to go back and ask Su Xiyue what this thing was.

On this side, Su Xiyue washed her hands and returned to the cave.

Just as she sat down, the witch doctor came wandering in, holding a handful of herbs in his hand. He glanced at her meaningfully and said, "Girl, you've been making a lot of noise tonight. You haven't been quiet all night."

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she almost slipped off the stool: "What do you mean by that? I'm a serious person!"

The witch doctor stroked his beard and smiled slyly, "Are you a serious person? What's with those pink flowers on the vine screen? I've lived for most of my life, and I've never seen anyone poop so poetically."

Su Xiyue's face darkened and she gritted her teeth, "If you have so much free time, why don't you go and study how to cure your bad mouth!"

The witch doctor laughed heartily and casually placed the herbs on the stone table. "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. This is a herb for regulating your stomach. Remember to boil some water and drink it. Don't force me to use it in the middle of the night."

She took the herbs helplessly, complaining silently in her heart: It was obviously those two who were tormenting you, okay?

As he was speaking, Ye Ling and Mo Lin walked in one after another.

Ye Ling's silver eyes were cold as he glanced at the witch doctor: "Is she okay?"

The witch doctor waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I just had an upset stomach. I'll be fine after a few days of recuperation."

She breathed a sigh of relief, but the witch doctor added, "However, your stomach is very delicate, so don't mess with these messy things in the future."

After saying that, he glanced meaningfully at Ye Ling and Mo Lin.

Ye Ling had a blank expression on his face. Mo Lin glanced at the witch doctor coldly. Neither of them spoke.

After the witch doctor left.

Su Xiyue felt that she could finally have some peace and quiet, but just as she lay down, she heard the quarrel between Ye Ling and Mo Lin outside the cave.

"I'll keep watch for half the night."

Ye Ling's voice was as cold and hard as iron.

"Why? Come in the second half of the night."

Mo Lin refused to give in.

"I told you I'll be on guard for the first half of the night."

"Oh, if you keep watch for the first half of the night, won't I have to listen to your snoring in the second half?"

Inside the cave, Su Xiyue's temples throbbed at the sound. She grabbed a hide pillow and threw it at the cave entrance: "If you keep making any more noise, get out!"

It was quiet outside in an instant.

She turned over and closed her eyes, but after a while, she heard the rustling noise again.

She was too lazy to open her eyes, so she just let those two do whatever they wanted.

The next morning, Su Xiyue got up with dark circles under her eyes and found that Ye Ling and Mo Lin were still in a stalemate. They each occupied a corner of the cave, staring at each other with cold eyes, as if they were about to fight at the next second.

She rubbed her temples helplessly, not bothering to try to reconcile them. She stood up and urged, "Aren't you going to the Salt Lake? Go quickly and don't delay your business."

Ye Ling frowned: "I am worried about you staying in the tribe alone."

Mo Lin nodded: "Bai Qi, Qing Zhu, and Xuan Ming are over there in the salt lake, there won't be any problems, we will stay with you."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm a living person, how can I get lost? Besides, I have to study ceramics next, so I don't have time to go to the salt lake with you."

Ye Ling and Mo Lin looked at each other and said in unison: "Ceramics?"

Su Xiyue was too lazy to explain and simply waved her hand: "You don't understand, so don't follow me."

I was just about to wash my face and brush my teeth.

Suddenly, I heard an excited shout from outside: "Sister Xiyue! Sister Xiyue! Come and see!"

She walked out of the cave and looked out, and saw a little orc running towards her excitedly, holding a ball of gray-brown, wet mud in his hand.

She was slightly startled, then walked over and stared at the clay in the little orc's hand. Her eyes lit up instantly, "Is this clay?"

The little orc smiled until his eyes narrowed into a line. "Sister Xiyue, I heard that you were looking for clay that can be molded into shapes. The little orcs in the tribe and I often play clay-kneading games. I happened to know where to find some, so I went to the river and dug some up."

(End of this chapter)