"Most of the items come from shops. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing the answer, the beaver raised an eyebrow, and did not continue to ask where the remaining few were coming from or what most of them were in general.

She will probably be able to understand these things after slowly groping for them.

In this way, no longer care about this situation, the winter beaver returns to the interface, and the home page is some of its own basic information.

This communication module can send out a request for help and wait for an answer from others, or you can find the same solution directly in all the aggregated information halls.

After fumbling for a while and determining the general function, the winter beaver let go of his hand and prepared to go down.

At this time, I heard a voice in the air:

"Host, the next road host level is not enough to open it for the time being. ”

Winter Beaver paused, turned his head and asked, "Level, what level am I now?"

"You're level 1 now, and you're in the novice stage. ”

Glancing back at the road in the thick fog, and wondering what kind of novelty would stretch away, the beaver finally returned, leaving Jane Eyre.

And at this time, Big Meow also returned to the secret realm.

Jumping around between the bones and not knowing what to do?

Winter Beaver felt strange and couldn't help but ask, "Big Meow, what are you looking for?"

"I'm catching butterflies," Big Meow replied breathlessly, moving non-stop.

The winter beaver glanced around suspiciously, not to mention butterflies, she didn't see a single one of the shadows of flies, isn't the big meow a demon?

"Big meow......" The winter beaver was about to say something, when suddenly a sharp roar came from his ears:

"Meow~"

The winter beaver saw the big meow suddenly fall to the ground, and it seemed that something was covering between its paws.

Is there really a butterfly? The thought flashed through the winter beaver's heart, and he stepped forward to take a look.

"Meow Meow~" Big Meow's voice is rapid and vicious, and it looks like he's roaring something viciously.

But the winter fox only saw the cute cuteness of the big meow, and couldn't help laughing, and gently reached out and stroked the big meow's head:

"Big Meow's serious appearance is very cute. ”

A certain meow's little face suddenly turned red uncontrollably: "Meow~" The voice was also unconsciously soft and soft, and the head shook and coquettishly played with the winter beaver.

At the same time, the hairs on the big meow's paws shook slightly, and in the slightly drunken light, the winter fox saw that it was the fluttering wings that slowly revealed that the medical skills were flapping.

It was a pair of extremely blue and charming wings, and the pattern on the wings was a blue eye, and between the flapping of the wings, the two dark blue eyes seemed to have thousands of words to say.

It is faint and gorgeous, as if it wants to hook people's souls into it.

The first time he saw something like this, he couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

"This is a ghost saucer, it can survive for a long time, and the one in my hand is estimated to be thousands of years old. ”

The ghost butterfly seemed to be afraid of the big meow, and only dared to obediently stop on the big meow's claws.

The winter beaver stretched out his finger and gently touched the wings of the ghost butterfly, the blue wings flapping, and the eyes sparkling as if whistling.

Winter Fox felt strange in his heart, and secretly stretched out his hand suddenly, and when he raised his eyes, there was no shadow of the big meow and the ghost butterfly in front of him.

The winter beaver stood up and looked into the distance.

The grass is shady, the green hills are faint in the distance, and the wind blowing from the side of the mountain is cool, quietly flowing through the fingers, and carrying the fragrance of grass, trees and flowers.

There is no smell of stale bones, and the whole plain is beautiful so that the winter beaver is in a trance and falls into a dream.

Where the hell is this?

Sinking into his mind, the winter beaver flashed in, and the next moment his figure disappeared, and he had already entered the simplicity.

Looking at the familiar Futu, the winter beaver's heart was slightly settled, and when he was about to go out, a voice came from his ears:

"Trigger the quest and enter the Xuanling Sect"

"Xuanling Sect?" where the hell did she get in this moment?

And what kind of place is this Xuanling Sect?

"Enter the Xuanling Sect and become an elite disciple, reward, 10,000 points. ”

The administrator's cold voice sounded, and Dong Ci was shocked, the reward of 10,000 points, as long as she completed this task, wouldn't she be able to repay the debt in a moment?

Winter Beaver swallowed spinelessly, it is really this point that is the royal road to simplicity, so, for the sake of points, no matter where the Xuanling Sect is, she has to break through!

"What kind of place is Xuanling Sect?, is there a mission strategy?" asked Dongli eagerly.

"Nope. ”

"......" The winter beaver touched the ash of his nose: "Okay, I'll go out and find out." ”

As soon as the words fell, the winter beaver flashed out of Zhijian, and as soon as he landed, a smart voice suddenly came from behind him

"Brother, it's amazing that this person came out of nowhere. ”

Winter Beaver's body stiffened, and there was an extremely dangerous aura behind her, she didn't have time to turn back, her palms quickly condensed spiritual power, and two pure small swords were coiled in the palms of her hands.

The body flipped at an angle that was impossible for ordinary people to reach, and at the same time, the two small swords in his hand swept away in a certain direction behind him......

At the same time as the little sword flew away, two more small swords were condensed in the hands of the winter beaver, and the speed was so fast that it became almost instantaneous.

"Dang!" The sound of weapons clashing sounded, and although the winter beaver's little sword was condensed by spiritual power, it was no different from a normal weapon, so there would be such a sound.

But even if the weapons collided, the momentum of the comers did not weaken in the slightest!

"Ahh

The girl's anxious voice sounded in her ears, and the winter beaver looked calm, and the small sword in his hand spun out again.

"When!" the sound of the clash sounded again, and by this time the winter beaver had already turned to face the two behind him.

The fast sword was blocked by the four small swords of the winter beaver, and it was only a little slower, and it was still speeding forward.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the winter beaver's mouth, his hands suddenly folded, and the two small swords in his palms fused into one in an instant, slightly longer in length, rotating between his hands, and then stabbed forward violently, just colliding with the long sword, and going to the castration, forcing the long sword towards the young man twenty paces away.

The young man's face was gloomy, his body was wrong, he held his long sword, and looked at the winter beaver with a wrong look.

"Who are you, and why did you appear in my sect's secret place?" the young man asked in a deep voice, word by word.

"Brother!" the girl glanced at the beaver and stepped forward in embarrassment, pulling the boy's sleeve.

Winter Beaver played with a short sword condensed with spiritual power in his hand, and his voice was cold: "Is this the secret place of your sect?" ”

The boy narrowed his eyes, "You think I'll believe what you say?"

Winter Beaver chuckled, "Or else?"

"I am Xu Ruoxu, a law enforcement officer of the Xuanling Sect's Strict Law Hall, I have reason to suspect that you are a spy sent by the demon clan, so come with me. The young man said in a deep voice, pointing at the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was facing the center of the winter beaver's eyebrows.