Chapter 183 The God of Cultivation Loves Me Again
Next, the four of them crossed the border like locusts, harming wherever they went. Half of the treasure map of heaven and earth that Xiaomiao had sorted out was soon occupied by four people. They
passed by the cave, got the stalactites of the natural formation, and obtained the huge spiritual stone deposits contained in the ground. Natural ice soul, always warm bed kept in spring water. Even when passing through a desert, Mo Thirty accidentally got some delicious snacks. And these snacks are bred from the bird spirit fire of Zhu Country, and have the innate essence of the baby.
Having obtained so many bumper harvests, Mo Thirty is full of pots. These things are nothing to Tan Zhuoxi, and to Xiaobai Xiaoqian of the flower clan, they do not take it to heart, but for a man who is now For those who can't raise their own men, and who also want to raise them successfully, these babies are very useful.
Originally, they domesticated an adult Fire Wolf and planned to use it as a mount, but Tan Zhuoxi didn't want to take it with him after seeing the wise Fire Wolf and Mo Thirty who was going to sit on its back. If it wasn't for Mo Thirty to stop it, at this moment, the raging fire wolf would have become the raging fire wolf's skin.
Thanks to Dade's burrowing into the forest, the fire wolf ran away far away. Fearing that Mo Shi would find another mount, Tan Zhuoxi forcibly contributed his generous shoulders. Compared to the tall and tall Tan Zhuoxi, Mo Thirty is indeed slender, sitting on his shoulders not only does not look awkward, but even has a strange sense of harmony.
Xiaoqian and Xiaobai saw each other and looked at each other. Xiaoqian showed a satisfied smile. After all, the queen is so caring, no one can match her. It's just that the next moment his smile froze on his face because of Xiao Bai's words. "Xiao Qian, you also sit on my shoulders, I'm strong enough to sit on!"
Ever since he affirmed Tan Zhuoxi, Xiaobai has increasingly admired the unfazed Venerable Zhuo Tian. Not only as a follower, but also secretly imitating him. Seeing that Tan Zhuoxi prepared charcoal-grilled tenderloin for Mo Shi, he also started to make it for Xiaoqian. A charcoal roast. Seeing that Tan Zhuoxi prepared a bamboo house for Mo Shi again, he also built a crumbling bamboo house for Xiao Qian.
At this moment, seeing Tan Zhuoxi carrying Mo Shi, Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat, and immediately stretched out the vines to wrap Xiaoqian's waist in circles: "Sit down, it's very comfortable! And it doesn't cost money!"
Xiaoqian's mouth curled fiercely Fuck, who did you learn this from?
The four of them have walked through one-third of the secret realm, and met twice, but the two encounters were only nodding away from a distance, and there was no intersection. After all, everyone in the secret realm has a sense of vigilance. It is impossible to say that they have obtained any treasures in the secret realm. There is no chance to find the real murderer if someone kills someone and steals the treasure.
But this time, on the contrary, they met an acquaintance, Yue Xuan.
Yuexuan was not the only one, there were a dozen people in black clothes surrounded by them, who seemed to be unkind. And Yue Xuan's situation at the moment also shows that he is indeed very bad, his face is pale, there is still blood left all over his body, and his arms are bent at a strange angle, as if they were broken.
After several years of growing up in the secret realm, the originally young boy already had the attitude of a graceful son. If it wasn't for his painful face, he must be a proud son of heaven. At this moment, the breath on his body is also looming, and it seems that it will disappear at any time.
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