The outer ring of Chaohu Lake, looking up, is an endless larch.

With the water vapor and abundant sunlight of Chaohu Lake, the larch habitat here is more beautiful than those in the garden.

The fiery red larch, the sparse whispers of insects and birds.

If it weren't for the large number of monsters here, maybe Chaohu Lake would have been developed into a tourist attraction long ago.

Perhaps, after becoming a tourist attraction, it will not be so beautiful......

Ye Jianxiao sat cross-legged on the ground, carving a wooden plaque for the minotaur while enjoying the beautiful scenery around.

He carved the wooden sign very slowly, because he was still thinking.

Think about where to put the sign in for a moment.

In the past, Ye Jianxiao would always leave a good place for others.

But this time, the shot seems to be a bit heavy.

He didn't know where the minotaur had gone now.

Perhaps, in this big Chaohu Lake, there is no longer a minotaur, or perhaps, its figure is everywhere.

Never mind.

No matter where the sign is placed, this intention has finally arrived.

Peng——

Ye Jianxiao held the wooden card and smashed it straight to his side.

The wooden sign with "NTR" written on it took root firmly in the ground under the right amount of force, comforting the dissipated soul of the minotaur.

"Alas!"

With a long sigh, Ye Jianxiao also had some indescribable feelings in his heart.

In this chaotic world of constant strife, it is better to do less.

Even if you want to do it, you must not kill it in vain.

Otherwise, to set up a monument and engrave a plaque for these goods, you have to engrave these hands and reveal the skin.

Thinking of this, Ye Jianxiao's hand touched his arms again.

This square hard feel.

Yes.

It's the little wooden box with purple pink.

This purple powder is actually not beneficial to the cultivation of demon beasts at all, and it is even recorded in ancient books.

If the demon beast smokes purple powder for a long time, it will also lead to insanity, demonic energy, and even sudden death.

This thing is a chronic poison for demon beasts, and it is no exaggeration.

But the unique aura of purple powder still makes many demon beasts at the risk of sudden death, and they all want to smell more.

This beautiful poison is also sold in some high-end herb shops, and the price is not cheap, even higher than the price of exorcism incense, and the market price of this small box alone must be about five hundred spirit stones.

It was for this reason that Ye Jianxiao had no intention of throwing it away.

After all, the things that come to the chore house every day to entrust him with are all sorts of things.

Maybe one day, this box of purple powder will come in handy.

In order to prevent the fragrance of the purple powder from attracting more demon beasts to covet it, Ye Jianxiao took out a spirit talisman engraved with three squares and gently spread it on top of the wooden box.

This spirit rune is called the storage spirit rune, and it seals the power of space.

Although the space inside is not rich, it is still no problem to store some small items.

The faint silver light of the spirit rune flashed, and the wooden box below disappeared in front of him.

Ye Jianxiao carefully put away the storage spirit rune, thinking that in this way, there should not be so many demon beasts attacking.

With his right hand on the ground, he was about to get up.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong with his body.

"Huh?"

couldn't help but exclaim, Ye Jianxiao touched his thigh, frowned slightly, and then pinched it again.

I don't even feel anything!

He suddenly became vigilant.

Could it be that someone has taken away my pain?

It's scary to think about.

He vaguely remembered that in the Six Realms Illustrated Book of "Demon Suppression Spectrum", there was indeed a kind of immortal beast that could quietly take away other people's five senses.

How did that guy end up here?

You can't really be targeted, right?

Gotta get out of here!

Fortunately, there happened to be a slender tree next to Ye Jianxiao.

Then his hand reached out.

He wanted to see if he could hold on to the trunk of the tree.

Soon, the touch of the hand came back.

"Huh?"

His fingers pressed slightly, and the "trunk" was surprisingly soft.

Not only that, but it's also resilient.

I moved my position, and it was damn smooth!

Keep touching down.

Slimmer and slimmer.

Until they touched two cold metal rings.

Ye Jianxiao gradually realized.

What I was touching here was not the trunk of a tree.

It's a jade leg.

The owner of this jade leg.

Not someone else.

It was his uncle.

Drunken Soul Vine!

At that moment of realizing this.

A picture suddenly flashed in Ye Jianxiao's mind.

In the picture, his dear "girlfriend" has left him.

Gather together!

If you touch it again, your hands will be gone!

Ye Jianxiao retracted his hand with lightning speed and covered his glasses.

"Wait, you can't kill me, you can't unload my arm! It doesn't make sense! I don't know anything, I haven't seen anything, nothing happened just now! I'll give you three numbers, you should leave for me quickly! Don't let me see you again! If I see you again! I'll play stupid! I'll see you once, pretend to be stupid once!"

"Then I want to ask this fool, how does his hand feel?"

Drunken Soul Vine put his hands under his chest, looked at Ye Jianxiao, and asked in a calm tone.

If someone else did such a thing to the dignified Xuanqi Elder, he would definitely be sincerely afraid, but Ye Jianxiao was not.

He frowned, seriously recalling the feeling just now, for a long time, he said: "Smooth, tight and elastic, you can play for years." ”

Drunken Soul Vine glanced at Ye Jianxiao, who gave a thumbs up.

Indeed, from the first day she met Ye Jianxiao, she had a feeling of familiarity at first sight, and she felt that she was so similar to Ye Jianxiao.

In front of people, elegant and easy-going, quiet as a virgin.

After people, they are willful and free, and they move like mad dogs.

Thinking about the wine in the jar of the miscellaneous house, the drunken soul vine couldn't help but smile.

"Senior nephew, I won't take it to heart if I misunderstand my uncle, but it's ......"

The drunken soul vine was so obvious that there was a knife hidden in his smile, which made Ye Jianxiao tremble a little.

"But?" Ye Jianxiao thought a little, wittily beat his unconscious legs, and pretended to say: "Originally, Uncle Shi had a life, and the disciple did not hesitate to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire. But now, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my uncle, and my disciple has been plotted by demon beasts...... It's a waste. ”

Ye Jianxiao actually knew that he was not in pain at all when he touched the thigh of the drunken soul vine, but he had just sat for too long - his leg was numb.

These words are purely in a moment with the drunken soul vine skin.

Originally, Ye Jian was very happy with a smile.

I never thought that my uncle would take out the rusty iron sword from his waist and point the tip of the sword on his leg.

"Uncle Shi's medical skills are superb, and the disciple's leg injury has healed!"

Foot numbness is not a disease, numbness is ...... I really want to stomp my feet hard.

Ye Jianxiao gritted his teeth, endured the numb, unusually awkward feeling, staggered up straight, and smiled at the drunken soul vine.

However, the Drunken Soul Vine did not retract the sword.

The rusty long sword, slowly raised upwards.

In the end, it was quietly put on Ye Jianxiao's neck.

Ye Jianxiao didn't expect it.

Such a broken sword is just as thorough when it is wiped on the neck......