Chapter 125: The Hunt 1
After a while, Mo Zixiao sorted everything out, and as for the large blood stains, Mo Zixiao directly eliminated them with corrosives. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Clapping his hands and puffing the dust on the hem of his skirt, Mo Zixiao took out the prepared fuel and was about to do the last job.
And just when Mo Zixiao was about to burn the demon beast corpse with a fire, Xiao Qi suddenly spoke.
"Keep his inner dan and eyes, it will be of great use in the future." It's cold and arrogant, and it doesn't even bring any temperature.
His coldness is different from that of a hundred miles of dust, one is cold and unsatisfactory that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and the other is the sense of distance that comes with being like an immortal.
Xiao Qi's indifferent eyes were as cold as water, and his eyes slowly swept over Mo Zixiao's delicate face, and it took a long time before he withdrew his gaze.
"Okay." After hearing this, Mo Zixiao took out the knife and wanted to dissect the corpse of the demon beast.
Probably just after a stroke, Mo Zixiao noticed that something was wrong.
Judging from this feel, it's weird!
After trying three more times, Mo Zixiao finally confirmed her guess, it must be because of the spiritual power of the demon beast itself.
"Huh? What's going on? Mo Zixiao was a little puzzled, why was it reflected back by a circle of silver rays?
It shouldn't be! It's all dead, and it stands to reason that it can't have such skills.
"Its fur can block all non-spiritual attacks of humans. As long as its inner dan is still in its body. ”
Xiao Qi still said little, crossed his arms, lowered his eyes, and cast a shadow in his clear peach blossom eyes, and the cyan long sword was already behind him.
Without Xiao Qi's spiritual power injected into it, it still exudes its own unique spiritual power luster.
Mo Zixiao's eyes swept over, and almost at a glance she saw Xiao Qi's conspicuous long sword, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, isn't this sword the same as her own snow-containing sword?
As soon as his mind moved, the white long sword that had not been checked in the ring appeared in Mo Zixiao's hand, and a faint golden injection was injected, and the "hum" sword was like a living!
Holding the sword, Mo Zixiao carefully unraveled it.
At the beginning, Mo Zixiao also studied medical skills, and her medical skills are even more wonderful, she can live and die with human flesh and bones, not to mention a simple dissolution.
After a while, Mo Zixiao finished disposing of the corpse, and then looked at the sword in his hand, and at some point, it had changed from white and transparent to blood red!
"This!" Mo Zixiao felt her heart tighten, but she heard Xiao Qi's slightly impatient voice sound.
"Let's go!" As soon as he grabbed Mo Zixiao's wrist, he used his wind skills and started running!
Mo Zixiao understood that there were some powerful demon beasts that came out, and even Xiao Qi was jealous, and the long sword was sealed in the dust again, and he had no time to take care of it.
And at the next moment when Mo Zixiao's spiritual power just withdrew, the long sword that had become bewitching began to change imperceptibly.