"Yes, it seems that that thing is indeed true, this thunder beast is not as simple as an ordinary eighth-order demon beast, it should have escaped from that place." Mo Kong Yuan knew that he was asking about Xiaoyin Gushan, put away his smile and said solemnly.

"Yes, even I looked away before, I wanted Tianying to try my hand, but I didn't expect to almost suffer a big loss." Lin Cangbai nodded and said.

"Let's get in the car and talk about it, we two haven't seen each other for a long time, let's have a good chat." Mo Kongyuan said, obviously not wanting outsiders to know too many secrets.

"Okay, we'll talk about it on the way." Lin Cangbai understood and took the lead in walking towards the carriage.

Zhou Zhidong looked at the backs of the two of them, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

What strength Xiao Tianying has seen with his own eyes, so what strength should his master have? And the old man who was a foodie who was not less blinded by himself along the way actually had a good relationship with him, what kind of strength should he have?

Who is he? Mr. Lin, Mr. Mo. Zhou Zhidong silently recited the names of the two in his heart, and suddenly thought of a possibility in his mind, and his jaw suddenly clicked off.

Fortunately, fortunately, I still remembered the emperor's advice, and I didn't dare to be too disrespectful along the way. But thinking about his white eyes, Zhou Zhidong's heart fell again, and he didn't know if he would hold a grudge.

If you want to be the guardian of a country, you shouldn't be so stingy. Zhou Zhidong thought to comfort himself, but his heart was up and down, and he couldn't implement it.

Ling Chuxi looked at Zhou Zhidong's tangled appearance, and naturally guessed his thoughts. Ling Chuxi walked to Zhou Zhidong's side, smiled, and comforted: "General Zhou, you can just get a few more delicious meals." The old man's lifeblood is here. After speaking, Ling Chuxi ignored the twitching corners of Zhou Zhidong's mouth and walked away. Zhou Zhidong stood in place, thinking seriously about Ling Chuxi's words, and finally came to the conclusion that it was really like that. However, Miss Ling, it seems that your lifeblood is also this, right? Zhou Zhidong blinked his eyes and thought very seriously.

"Thunder Beast, it's a Thunder Beast." At this time, Jiang Wuxian and Li Shaoqiu, the two living treasures, rushed over and shouted as they looked at the thunder beast that was dead on the ground and could no longer die.

"I didn't expect to see a thunder beast in this kind of place, I heard that this unicorn has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, Brother Jiang, do you have a knife?" Li Shaoqiu asked with glowing eyes, but saw Jiang Wuxian find a knife out of nowhere, but instead of slashing at the single horn, he found a place to peel the skin.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?" Li Shaoqiu asked suspiciously.

"This is an eighth-order demon beast, when have you ever eaten the meat of an eighth-order demon beast? It's a shame not to taste it, and you say it's better for us to eat it grilled or stewed. Jiang Wuxian raised his head, asked in distress, and then continued to go under the knife.

"This ...... Or let's stew it, the meat is a little older. Li Shaoqiu was dumbfounded, thought for a long time and said.

Ling Chuxi has a black line, so the big table is not full, and he is still worried about eating? Eat, eat your girl.

However, frankly speaking, Ling Chuxi was also quite interested in the flesh quality of the eighth-order demon beast.

Not bothering to pay attention to these two living treasures, Ling Chuxi cut off the single horn with a sword and put it away, and returned to the carriage. Regardless of whether the legend is true or not, it's not a bad thing to get a horn down and carry it with you. If it's real, it's earned, and if it's fake, you can also study it and use it as a medicinal material.