In this way, Qingmei's little friends and his party have two more oil bottles - a kitten, a tiger cub and a little white ape.

The old ape earnestly asked to entrust the little white ape to Qingmei, because Qingmei was determined to be their "chance", and Qingmei refused. Fortunately, it's not far from her bamboo cottage anyway.

Her daily routine with the cute creatures is to work hard to cultivate and improve their strength, as well as to divide the labor to process the collected herb materials, refine pills with various effects, and then exchange them for more resources for their own cultivation.

Of course, during the interval between cultivation, they would also go around from time to time to play.

On this day, it's time to wander around and play again.

Qingmei took her friends to find a pleasant valley, paused, and let the cute creatures scatter around to play, Qingmei sat in place and enjoyed the pleasing scenery for a while.

Then, while watching her friends chase and frolic, she took out the grass and continued her garment-making project.

Mianmiao, is a very flexible silk cool material grass, green plum with Mian grass after treatment, silk, weaving made of clothes, not only wear on the body feel very comfortable, the appearance is fine and good-looking, and it is also not immersed, invulnerable, with a certain defensive ability.

Ome is so pleased with this kind of soft grass zuò clothing, it is beautiful and practical compared to ordinary coarse cloth clothes.

Just made a complete set of clothes and pants and capes, Qingmei stretched out with a sense of accomplishment.

At this time, Xiong Xiaomeng appeared rolling a ball, this child's love for a qiē spherical object, it is really not sure what to say, and what is even more strange is that he also likes to often roll himself into a round ball and scatter wild.

Qingmei thinks that it is also a way of cultivation for him, and he never interferes too much.

"Qingmei, Qingmei, I found another ball, haha......"

Xiong Xiaomeng kicked the gray fluttering ball, and deliberately shook it in front of Qingmei's eyes, brushing up on the zài feeling.

Wang gossip, the kitten cub saw it, hulala surrounded him, and played football offensive and defensive battles in the valley.

The little white ape, a little cub who has always been shy and quiet, snuggled up to Qingmei, who stroked her little head and watched them play with a smile.

It's just that in a trance, she always feels that something is wrong, and Qingmei seems to hear the aggrieved cry of the child's baby.

None of the cubs reacted, and just as she wondered if it was her auditory hallucination, the gray ball that had been kicked by the cubs rolled into her arms.

"Aomei, Aomei, pass the ball ......"

The cubs were giggling and roaring over there.

Qingmei was about to push the ball with her hand absently, and she was concentrating on whether the crying sound was her auditory hallucination.

Who knows, the gray ball seems to be sucked in the palm of her hand, and it can't be pushed out at all.

"Huh......"

Qingmei shook it suspiciously, but the ball seemed to have a suction cup, firmly attached to her palm, and did not move.

The friends also sensed that something was wrong and gathered around.

Qingmei vaguely felt that in the palm of her hand, there seemed to be a movement of a living creature arching wildly, and she was afraid that some dangerous creature was planning to destroy it violently.

"No, don't...... Woo~~"

The familiar cry of a child she had just heard came back to her ears.

It seems that it is the sound that comes from this "gray ball"?

Qingmei carefully observed the gray ball, and washed it with water, carefully wiping off the ash on the surface, revealing the white surface eggshell, which ...... This...... Like an egg?

"Are you talking to me? Are you an egg?"

Qingmei knocked on the egg and asked with uncertainty.

The egg will only simply murmur and express the full meaning.

Wang Bagua took out the Bagua Mirror and used a searchlight spell on this egg, and after a while, she said to Qingmei suspiciously, "A powerful unknown creature, with unknown attributes and great danger, but the threat is zero at present...... Strange, it's really rare that the gossip mirror can't detect it, it should be a certain talented and strong species, with a strong self-protection mechanism, shielding the detection. ”

Qingmei touched the egg, but before she could respond, she listened to Wang Gossip and sucked her saliva, and said: "However, it is very nutritious and has strong blood energy, and we have eaten it in a few parts, and each of us should be able to rise to several levels!" Qingmei, let's make it a baked egg and eat it!"

Foodies also applauded.

This egg obviously understands everyone's words, and when it heard that it was going to be made into a "baked egg", it shrank into Qingmei's arms, and shrunk pitifully and trembled.

It's obviously an egg that has grown spirituality.,With spiritual wisdom.,You can cultivate.,Can become an adult.,Qingmei is not sensitive.,This is the least respect for spiritual life.,She wants to eat and eat the kind of creatures that have not opened their spiritual wisdom.。

This poor egg, who has just been played as a soccer ball, is now coveted and eaten again.

"Cute bear, where did you find the egg? What about the egg daddy and the girl? Don't you get into trouble, which nest did you stealthily dig out of? Then you have to return it quickly!"

"This egg floated down from the river, I fished it out of the water! I thought it was a ball!"

Xiong Xiaomeng replied with his paws twisted.

The friends found that the ball they had been playing with for a long time was actually a live egg, and they were all curious, stretching out their claws to touch it.

Qingmei was afraid that they didn't know the severity, so her claws punctured the eggshell, and hurriedly stopped it.

However, it seems that she doesn't need to be so careful, the egg was kicked on the ground before, and it was fine.

Qingmei held the egg: "Where is your home? I'll send you back?"

The egg rolled into her bosom and rolled silently. Qingmei seems to have received a vague thought, "no" and "so tired".

After that, the egg fell asleep without moving in her arms, presumably asleep...... Right?

Qingmei and her friends looked at each other, she was also afraid that she would play with the egg for a while, and there would be some sequelae of playing with this egg, so she decided to help it make up for it, help it make some nutritious soup, let it soak it well, and absorb some energy.

After a while, Qingmei decided to go back.

Although a number of fat and edible spirit beasts had been bred in the space, they were still preparing to capture some spirit chickens and pigs on the way as dinner reserves.

Wang gossip, Xiong Xiaomeng, the kitten cub walked in front of chasing and catching spirit beasts, Qingmei held an egg in her arms, she took a bamboo horse, and the little white ape followed slowly behind.

Suddenly, the three Wang gossip who were obviously in sight disappeared in front of Qingmei's eyes in the next moment.

The silence in the forest was audible even the sound of water droplets.

Qingmei hurriedly ran forward, calling the name of the god Wang Mengxiong, but she didn't hear a response, and she didn't see a trace.

Suddenly, a thick white mist appeared around her out of thin air, enveloping her and blurring her vision.

Qingmei tried to keep her eyes open, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

She tried to extend it with her divine sense instead, and it was also a mess of paste, not smooth at all.

Qingmei turned around in the white mist, but lost all her friends in an instant, and even the bamboo horse that was beside her just now disappeared.

"Hee-hee...... Hee-hee...... Hee-hee-hee"

In the white mist, there seemed to be the childish laughter of a little boy and a little girl.

Qingmei guessed that this might be a fantasy, she still had too little experience and was too careless, and she had no experience in dealing with such accidents at all.

Since her eyes and her consciousness were invisible, she simply closed her eyes, withdrew her consciousness, stopped rambling around, and stood in place and pondered quietly for a while.

She felt as if she smelled a nice scent of flowers on the tip of her nose, and something seemed to be moving underneath the ground.

The brain is dizzy and dizzy, not good, and the green plum realizes that this floral fragrance can cause psychedelia.

Just as she held her breath, some vine-like objects quickly jumped out of the ground, tied her feet, and then spiraled upward, imprisoning Qingmei's whole body.

At the last moment, Qingmei calmed down incomparably.

With a gesture of her hand, a pure ice flame appeared on her finger, blooming silently.

Ome completely unleashed the violent side of the ice and flames and attached it to the vine.

Almost instantly, the white mist around her dissipated, and the vines that imprisoned her body retracted into the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts......"

The child's immature voice cried out aggrievedly.

Because the white mist had dissipated slightly, Qingmei looked around, and she was clearly still in the forest.

There was also a wall of white mist standing opposite her, and Qingmei walked in the direction of the white mist step by step, and the white mist retreated in her ice flame surface.

Qingmei took a step forward, and the white mist retreated a little, she thought to herself, fortunately, during this time, thanks to her non-stop pharmaceutical cooking exercises, she was more refined and skilled in operating ice fireworks, and she lasted a little longer.

"Hey, you, you...... Don't come here again, or I'm welcome!"

"Stupid, aren't you afraid of fire?"

"She's so wicked, I don't know how she can hurt me. It hurts, it hurts~~~"

From the white fog came the voices of young boys and girls.

Qingmei stopped where she was, summoned the ice fireworks back, showed her sincerity to the unknown creatures in the white mist, and then said, "I don't know, are some of my companions with you, if you guarantee their safety, I have no intention of making enemies of you!"

In the white mist, the voice stopped, probably thinking or communicating secretly.

Qingmei asked tentatively again, "Can you show up, let's talk?"

"You say show up, I'm so beautiful, why should I show you?"

Qingmei: "......"

"You say, who is the most beautiful in the world? The answer is right, the nest is barely rough to show you the spicy~\(≧▽≦)/~"

Qingmei: "......"

To answer - is that you?

"It's so stupid, the nest is the first beautiful sinking fish and goose in the cultivation world, and the closed moon is ashamed of the 'flower' spicy~\(≧▽≦)/~!"

"Stupid, the sinking fish and the wild goose close the moon and the shy flower, it's not like that! You pulled the fish and geese to eat it, and the stinky flower absorbed by Yuehua is not a spicy flower. ”

Qingmei: "......"

These two are still two goods!