Chapter Twenty-Three: Treasure Hunting

Everyone rested for a night, Xia Mohan and Wang Zhiwen had recovered from their injuries, and Yan Li was only exhausted when he fled with Lu Lianshuang, and there was no big problem. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Mohan's strength is obvious to all, and now he is no longer honestly staying behind a few people, and he and Chen Jie have cleaned up a few third-order demon beasts, and everyone thinks that it is definitely not an accident and a fluke that she put down Fang Haitao. Not to mention Ye Han and Chen Jie, who already had a good impression of her, even Lu Lianshuang's eyes when they looked at Xia Mohan began to converge, and Wang Zhiwen was silently staring at Xia Mohan's figure, the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, and his gaze was extremely deep.

In such a wanton manner, Xia Mohan became more and more energetic, he had been in the sect for so long, he had been a good baby, and now he had the free and easy appearance of flying swords in his previous life, and his heart was even more happy.

She was high-spirited in front of her, but she didn't see Wang Zhiwen's deep eyes behind her.

A small and delicate girl, flying in red, wanton and chic, and strong. He did not hide behind his companions to share the results of the battle because he was young and weak, but shared the hardships and dangers with his companions, such a female cultivator was something he had never encountered before, and he had never understood, he glanced at Lu Lianshuang, who had been slim and slim behind everyone, and it had been a few days since she came out, and Senior Sister Lu seemed to have never made a move.......

Another third-order demon civet stretched out its claws and grabbed Xia Mohan with his back to her, this claw carried a great sound, and it was about to catch Xia Mohan's body, Wang Zhiwen, who was silently paying attention to her, rushed forward anxiously, and saw that Xia Mohan did not look back, and held the sword with a backhand sword, and a cold light flashed on the sword, instantly inserting into the heart of the demon civet. Wang Zhiwen's steps forward immediately stopped, and he coughed in disguise, just like other demon beasts flying away.

Lu Lianshuang, who was standing behind everyone, took in this scene, and her eyes were dark.

Xia Mohan was focusing on her corpse collection business at this time, and she didn't have the time to pay attention to others. Walk to the demon civet, skillfully collect the essence blood, peel the skin and remove the bones, and put not a single hair left into the storage ring. The third-order demon beast is equivalent to the cultivation of the monk's foundation building period, and these essence blood are good things for refining talismans, although they are not as valuable as the blood crystals of the last vampire willow, but they are also rare good materials. And the fur and claws of those demon beasts, most of them are purchased by monks, and they can also be exchanged for a lot of spirit stones, these things are obtained by their own ability, and they are not attributed to common income, Xia Mohan looked at the full storage ring and smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, because Xia Mohan was born in a top cultivation sect like Qingyun Sect, he usually comes into contact with the elite of the inner disciples, and his vision is too high, so he is a little unimpressed with the foundation building period. In fact, in the cultivation realm of the Zhongzhou Continent, those who can cultivate to the foundation building period can already be called a master, and in some small sects or small families, a foundation building monk can support the rise and fall of the sect or family. In the secular world, a foundation-building monk can even control the rise and fall of a nation.

Lu Lianshuang looked at Xia Mohan's sharp appearance of cleaning up the corpse of the demon beast, and her eyes were full of disdain. As a female cultivator, she has to pay attention to her appearance and image, and a person like her who is full of blood is simply vulgar and dirty. Xia Mohan, who lost money, is still the daughter of the first seat of the first peak, and behind her is the first nine-grade alchemist of the other peak, and she is so hands-on, she doesn't even leave a single hair of the demon beast, she Lu Lianshuang is really not eye-catching.

"Senior Sister Xia, Senior Sister Xia" Chen Jie, who just didn't know where to run to clean up the demon beast, ran over, one arm was full of blood, and he hung down weakly, obviously injured in the fight with the demon beast.

Xia Mohan shook his hand a bottle of healing elixir, Chen Jie hurriedly took it, and his face improved a lot after a while. Chen Jie smiled gratefully: "Senior Sister Xia, just now I found some very strange-looking insects on a tree behind the corpse of the demon beast, you go and take a look, don't be a treasure." "A greedy look with green eyes. Since having Senior Sister Xia with them, relying on Senior Sister Xia's vicious eyes that are familiar with the spirit plant demon beasts, several people don't know how many times more money they have made than usual, and everyone is very convinced of Xia Mohan's ability, so whenever they find anything abnormal, they are always the first to subconsciously consult Xia Mohan.

It happened that Ye Han and Yan Li also came back, so everyone walked together and followed Chen Jie to the tree he found.