The obscene little beast was very comfortable, sitting on a flat stone happily gnawing on the roasted wolf's legs, at this moment it had reached an agreement with Yin Feng, so it no longer had any scruples, and feasted on it, squinting its little eyes, and looking very enjoyable.

Occasionally, it would grab one or two salty fruits, pinch out the juice, and pour it evenly on the roasted meat, and immediately the fruity aroma was permeated, it had seen Yin Feng do this before, and it was obvious that it learned quickly.

Yin Feng ignored the little beast's unbearable eating appearance, but carefully observed the pockmarked egg in his hand, saying that it was an egg, all because it looked like an egg, in fact, Yin Feng was not sure that it was an egg.

The pockmarked egg is not big, Yin Feng easily took it in his hand, the egg was very cold in his hand, the stone texture was obvious, he picked up the stone beside him, Yin Feng knocked lightly, the sound was very crisp, like two stones attacking.

At first, Yin Feng's strength was very small, because he was worried that excessive force would shatter the pockmarked egg, he wanted to knock out a small hole in the pockmarked egg first to see what was inside.

However, after a few knocks, Yin Feng was shocked, the hardness of this pockmarked egg was much beyond his imagination, abandoning the original worry, Yin Feng's strength became bigger and bigger, and later it was even more smashed, but the pockmarked egg seemed to be carried by Yin Feng, but there was no crack.

The little beast on the side looked at Yin Feng's fierce side, its eyelids kept beating, and the frequency of the beating was amazingly synchronized with Yin Feng's action of picking up the stone and smashing it at the pockmarked egg, obviously it was frightened.

Click!

Stopping his movements, Yin Feng looked at the broken stone in his hand, his eyebrows kept jumping, and there were a few black lines hanging on his forehead, he now seriously suspected that this obscene little beast had a hand in him.

"Little thing, did you want to exchange half of the egg for barbecue with me because you didn't have a way to take this pockmarked egg, and waited for me to do coolies?"

Two claw toes, the toes poked the toes, the little beast leaned on its body, lowered its head, and its small eyes occasionally peeked at Yin Feng, its eyes were a little dodgy, and it was really weak at the moment.

Looking at the little beast's humane expression, Yin Feng smiled: "Forget it, for the sake of the pockmarked egg is indeed a treasure, forgive you, I don't believe that I can't break this pockmarked egg." ”

After speaking, Yin Feng picked up the Silver Dragon Sword, and the true qi was running, and suddenly a golden-red light flowed along the sword body, and the amazing sword qi was permeated, and even the bonfire not far away was pulled and shaking, and the flames were moving rapidly.

The little beast on the side retreated far away, covered in black and white fluff, standing tall at its roots, and this sharp breath made it instinctively sense the danger.

The silver dragon sword was raised, and with a light "heh", Yin Feng dropped his sword and slashed directly.

Click!

A cracking sound came out, and when he heard the sound, a wave of joy surged into Yin Feng's heart, and he put down his sword, he couldn't wait to look towards the eggshell.

I saw that a crack was revealed on the originally hard eggshell, and suddenly the colored light overflowed, and there was a light mist spreading along the lines, and there was a terrifying essence in the light mist being revealed, and the mist was fragrant.

With his eyes closed, Yin Feng looked intoxicated, at this moment he felt that the pores of his whole body were dilated, and he was breathing greedily, this fragrance was very dreamy, as if it made people's spirits sink into it.

The little beast immediately pounced, its nose twitching, and it inhaled violently, and it knew that the light mist that overflowed from the eggshell was of astonishing benefit to it, so it did not want to give up the slightest aroma.

Opening his mouth, Yin Feng breathed violently, he felt that the light mist overflowing from the eggshell was definitely a great thing, and not a trace could be wasted, as these strange light mist entered the body, Yin Feng's breath suddenly became stronger, and his body roared.

Without time to think about it, Yin Feng hurriedly ran the meridians in the desolation technique, pulling those light mist gathered in one place, spreading evenly along the meridians of the whole body.

In the body, every time the light mist overflowed, the flesh and blood there squirmed, as if it was growing and evolving, constantly getting stronger.

At this moment, Yin Feng's whole person seemed to have drunk a mellow liquor, his whole face was red, and as time went by, the red color was still spreading, his neck, chest, and ...... After a while, my whole body turned red.

"It's so comfortable!"

Yin Feng looked intoxicated, feeling that he would float into the clouds for a while, and wander in the ocean of light for a while, very warm, this feeling was very wonderful, as if it did not come from his mind, but from his body, as if his body had its own consciousness.

Sometimes the hands are folded, sometimes separated, sometimes open like embracing the sun, sometimes tightened like the moon, in cultivation, Yin Feng's hand movements seem to be chaotic, but in fact, they are all cooperating with the meridians, stretching the meridians, and the movements are all from the heart.

Slowly, Yin Feng found that the magical light mist that flowed along the meridians stopped spreading, Yin Feng knew that the light mist that overflowed from the cracks in the eggshell was mostly gone, and after fusing the last trace of mist into the flesh and blood, Yin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

After habitually exhaling a breath of turbidity, the joy on Yin Feng's face gushed out, and he could feel that his body had become stronger again, although his cultivation was still in the late stage of the fourth layer of the foundation building realm, Yin Feng felt that his cultivation was already stable and could not be stable, as if he could break through his cultivation to the early stage of the fifth layer of the foundation building realm at any time.

It's just that the energy required to cultivate for a breakthrough is too huge, and unless there is such a magical light mist to assist, it will be difficult.

However, the pockmarked eggs on the ground have become dull, as if they have really turned into stone, and the pockmarked eggs on them no longer refract the colored light, and have turned jet black, obviously the essence has been exhausted.

Knocked the eggshell with his fingers, and suddenly there was a "bang", the fist-sized pockmarked egg shattered into powder, Yin Feng took out the powder, and found that there was nothing, obviously the magical light mist filled with a strange aroma was all the essence of pockmarked eggs.

Turning his head, Yin Feng glanced at the unknown obscene little beast, at the moment it was sleeping very deeply, breathing very steadily, with an inexplicable rhythm, it was amazing, obviously it also gained a lot this time.

However, what puzzled Yin Feng was that the body of the little beast still had no power to fluctuate, as if the body of a mortal beast was only black and white, and its fur was more shiny than before.

Curiously touching the fluff of the little beast, Yin Feng found that his fluff was surprisingly soft and comfortable, this feeling was very strange, obviously he touched it himself, but in the end he felt that his palm was indescribably comfortable.

......

The next day, the morning sun crossed the mountains and sprinkled onto the ground, and the fog faded away, taking away the cold of the mountains.

After a night of rest and meditation, Yin Feng's spirit is very full, and in the day, he undoubtedly likes the morning the most, because he is full of energy, as if he can overcome any difficulty.

The little beast was still sleeping quietly, as if it wanted to experience the comfortable feeling of stroking its fur, Yin Feng reached out again and touched its back.

But at this moment, the little beast's small eyes suddenly opened, the fluff of the whole body exploded, bounced up, and then the two front legs crossed to protect the chest, and the eyes were extremely vigilant, and then it immediately looked at its chest and below, and did not know what it saw, and suddenly "squeaked" and shouted, and the expression of grief and indignation seemed to say, big rascal, indecent!

Yin Feng has a black face, it's not a species, you call it a fart!

At first, Yin Feng thought that this superb obscene little beast was a mother's, but when his eyes inadvertently glanced under it, he was stunned and exclaimed: "Damn!

Although the moment Yin Feng's gaze came, it hurriedly tightened its two hind legs, it was still a step too late.

The little beast that was extremely ashamed and angry pounced towards Yin Feng with its claws, obviously it was desperate, but it was slapped away by Yin Feng in a single shot.