Chapter 247: Our Fawn
Situ Mingxiao's business was good and bad, and it was basically very bleak.
Similar to the secret realm of Qianyan Realm and Black Abyss Dragon Pond, business is generally not very good, such as a murderous place called Bone Erosion Mountain.
There are countless treasures in the Bone Erosion Mountain, and there are also countless dangers, and countless powerful scavenging spirit beasts are entrenched here.
The Bone Erosion Mountain has a miraculous property that makes the dead corpse decay, and under natural circumstances, the body of the saint is almost immortal, while in the Bone Erosion Mountain, the Xuan Saint also has to decay after death, and the decay rate is extremely slow.
As a result, there are rotting corpses all over the mountains and fields, all ethnic groups and all kinds, how disgusting and disgusting they are.
There are also countless treasures in these rotting corpses, and some cherished holy beasts are full of treasures, but if you don't take them quickly, they will be corroded by the Bone Erosion Mountain.
In such an environment, it is strange that some people buy pancakes and fruits.
Ordinary people would vomit out what they ate three days ago just by seeing the sight of the Bone Erosion Mountain, let alone eating at the Bone Erosion Mountain.
I finally stopped my appetite and searched for treasure here, but when I saw that someone was selling a food called pancake fruit in the Bone Erosion Mountain, my stomach reacted instantly, and I couldn't stop retching.
The retching man stepped forward to teach Situ Mingxiao a lesson, but was stabbed into the belly of a rotten spirit beast by Situ Mingxiao.
Similar to the former, there are not a few people who come to the door to find a scold, those who hear it retch, those who see it have goosebumps, and the immortal glutton in decay is born.
No one escaped from the door, and the powerhouses of the Xuansheng Realm retched so much that they were powerless to resist.
Compared to Situ Mingxiao's scolding of the powerhouses of various realms into the belly of the rotten spirit beast, he was eating while carrying the monk, and the monk was even more terrifying to be thrown into the belly of the rotten spirit beast.
Since Qiongxiao threw him here, then he stayed here, and he didn't sell any of them for a long time.
However, it did stuff a lot of monks into the belly of the rotting spirit beast.
In addition to this kind of dangerous and harsh secret land, there is also a blessed land treasure land similar to Wutian Tonghai and the Three Thousand Sound Forest, which are either inhabited by high-spirit races, or have special rules to protect them, which is relatively safe compared to the secret and dangerous places.
For Situ Mingxiao, the degree of danger is the same, and it is negligible, but for the saints, the level of danger determines whether they dare to try new things.
In fact, for all the saints, Situ Mingxiao is the biggest danger, after all, no one can be Situ Mingxiao's enemy.
Similarly, for all the saints, Situ Mingxiao is also the safest haven, as long as you buy his pancake fruit, as long as he is still there, you will be absolutely safe, such as the one in the Black Abyss Dragon Pond.
Before the return of the Qiong Youdao and the Butterfly of the Painting, Situ Mingxiao would sell pancakes and fruits in the secret treasures of Xifeng Sacred Domain, creating all kinds of legends.
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At the junction of the Tibetan Boundary Mountain and Fengyang Town, there are still almost three days to go from Fengyang Town.
It has been more than a month since the Qiongyou Road and the painting butterfly left home, and it is comfortable to travel all the way.
Even though the butterfly has been in such a mountain forest for countless years, and has long been tired of seeing the green mountains and green forests, one person can look at the mountains, and the thousands of mountains are still mountains.
If there are people with them, every mountain and stone is a different scenery, and it is not only the green mountains and green forests that come into view.
In a mountain stream, the butterfly is piled with firewood, and the firewood is not a cow, sheep and livestock, but a girl whose hands and feet are tied.
The girl who was tied up was crying and crying out for help in a slurred voice.
In this deserted deep mountain and old forest, or the Tibetan Boundary Mountain, a deep mountain that even the saints dare not i, Qiongyoudao has walked with the painting butterfly for more than a month, and the only person I met was this girl, if it was really a throat cut, no one would save you.
Their current location is already the edge of the Tibetan Boundary Mountain, it is already very close to Fengyang Town, occasionally there will be monks or mortals who come here to make a living, and the edge of the Tibetan Boundary Mountain, where the Danhe Tomb Mansion is located, is even deeper than where they are now.
"Huh, anyone?"
Foraging for food and returning to I, the dome Youdao ate the fruit, carrying a pheasant in his hand, he heard the cry from afar, this is not the sound of the butterfly, but it is in the same direction as the butterfly, the distance is about the same, the dome can probably guess the specific situation.
When the girl who was tied up saw someone coming to I, she seemed to see a savior, and shouted for help to the firmament, begging the dome to save her.
As everyone knows, the "someone?" in the mouth of the Dome Dao refers only to her.
"I've let you run this trip in vain, and the food will be delivered to your door. ”
The butterfly jokingly scared the little girl, she never planned to really roast the little girl, she just wanted to scare her.
After listening to the words of the butterfly, the little girl who was trapped on the pole and on the firewood cried even more, and secretly said in her heart, "They...... They're a bunch of ......."
Qiong Youdao naturally knew that Guanhua Butterfly was scaring this little girl, but he didn't know how this little girl provoked Guanhua Butterfly during the time he left, and actually let Guanhua Butterfly put it on the firewood.
"Please, don't eat me, I'm not delicious......"
The little girl was a little thinner, with few taels of meat, and she was also grinding her teeth with bones when she was roasted. It's good to stew a pot of bone broth, but there is no pot in this barren mountain range.
"Why did this little girl offend you?"
"Offended me? No, she didn't offend me. ”
"Then why did you put her on the wood?"
"She didn't offend me, but she wants to roast your deer, so I'll set her up in advance, and wait for you to add a fire. ”
The butterfly shook her head and spread her hands, sighing at the nine-colored deer shivering behind the tree beside Nunu.
The short tail of the nine-colored deer peeked out of the tree, and it was visibly shivering to the naked eye.
"The tiger talisman made of tiger bones in the mountain realm has the beast king tiger power in the mountain realm. Guanhua Butterfly took out a tiger talisman made of tiger bones, and immediately put Nu on the little girl who was on the firewood, indicating that this was her tool for committing crimes, "Look at the deer that scares our deer." ”
One fact, it is indeed our fawn, but why does it sound so awkward and ambiguous.
"I'm sorry! I was wrong! I didn't know the deer already had a master!
The little girl cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, and the butterfly raised her eyebrows towards the firmament.
This is a tooth for a tooth, this little girl used the tiger to scare the nine-colored deer, and also roasted the nine-colored deer, and the butterfly put her on the pyre, in this way to scare and scare her.
"This little girl is so slender that she can only gnaw bones when she is roasted, so she is not as good as ......"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm skinny! I don't have meat! I'm not delicious! Please let me go!"
"Why don't you make soup in a pot? "There is a way to mend the sword.
"Woo woo woo please! don't! don't eat me!
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