Under the light breeze.

The girl crouched down, and she took out an elixir from the space.

The center of this elixir is a green flower, surrounded by purple leaves.

She plucked a leaf and fed it into the air of the wolfhound.

Fifth-order elixir purple iris.

It can stabilize the injury and relieve pain.

The spirit beast's injuries were too serious, and only the elixir diet could treat them, but she didn't have a spare elixir diet, and now on the occasion, there was no time for her to prepare, so she could only use the purple kite to stabilize the injuries of these spirit beasts.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly.

Elixirs were extremely scarce in this place, otherwise, they wouldn't have ordered spirit beasts to look for elixirs.

And in the hands of this girl, there is actually a fifth-order elixir.

"Big rabbit, you take off all the leaves on the purple kite flower and give it to the spirit beast that is too injured."

Fengru leaned up, took out a few purple kites, and handed them to the big rabbit.

She raised her eyes and stared at the group of people with an expressionless face, and there seemed to be a dim light in her eyes.

"You see, these spirit beasts have eaten my elixir, and from that day on, they will be my beasts."

Her voice was calm, but underneath that calm, there was a terrifying storm.

Just like the calm sea, what is hidden is the stormy waves that the world does not know.

It's as if in an instant, you can sweep people away.

"Little girl, why do you waste elixir on these spirit beasts?" The middle-aged man's anger was even worse, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, "How can a lowly spirit beast be qualified to enjoy an expensive elixir?" ”

The voice of the wind is as light as the breeze: "Oh, I have too many elixirs, too many are useless, I can give them to whoever I like, and besides, in my opinion, the bloodlines of these spirit beasts are more noble than you!" ”

Rumble!

The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, like a lion, and pounced fiercely at the wind.

His eyes were full of murder, and the knife in his hand slashed at the wind.

The wind is like a light wind, and it does not move.

At the moment when the middle-aged man's knife was about to fall into the wind, countless vines next to him came quickly, like ropes, firmly binding the long knife in the middle-aged man's hand, making him unable to move.

The man was shocked, and his face changed.

He turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell on the little girl's pink and jade face.

The little girl's face was smiling, fair and pink, and her big eyes were bright and bright, as bright as stars.

Such a little girl will make people happy at a glance, but somehow, a chill appeared in the heart of the middle-aged man, cold and cold.

The little girl's smile became brighter and brighter, as bright as light: "The mother of those spirit beasts just now didn't want to hurt me, so I kept my hand on them, but my mother didn't like you." ”

Originally, with Qing Han's strength, she would not give those spirit beasts a chance to break free from the vines, but because she didn't use much strength, she still let the wolf dog escape when she imprisoned them.

But for these people in front of her, she will not show any mercy.

The others moved.

All the figures are like a whirlwind, and in an instant, they have already arrived in front of the wind......

The wind raised her eyes calmly, and she moved with the wind, and in an instant, she was already behind a person.

The sword slashed down, and with a sword light, it came from behind the man.

The girl's speed was too fast, so fast that he didn't react, and his back was slashed by the sword light, and blood flowed out, staining his black clothes red.