Although in the veins of the Sunkenstone, even not far from the lava. But it doesn't look like a stone, it looks more like a plant – beautiful, natural, graceful...

It's not tall, and it's even a little low, but it's as delicate as a jade carving. Obviously, the whole thing has the same texture as white jade, but it emits a blue-purple light.

It looks like a bud that has just grown from a plant, but there is something like a flower bone in the middle of the young leaf, which looks fragile, but exudes strong energy fluctuations.

Qin Mo cautiously looked at the plant in front of him that looked very fragile and had no offensive power. His instincts told him that this thing was dangerous and could not be touched directly.

If you touch it directly, the consequences will probably be serious.

But what does Qin Mo have on hand now?

He has nothing.

His instincts, in turn, told him not to touch them with his hands.

So Qin Mo began to look around again.

Just as Qin Mo was looking around, the white shadow inside the thing he was carrying on his wrist suddenly floated out and circled around him.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? ”

Looking at the white shadows circling around him, Qin Mo's first reaction was that this senior who didn't know his gender probably needed something or something he needed to do.

He looked at the white shadow, and always felt that the white shadow was floating in front of him, and it was also looking at him.

After the two of them looked at each other in confusion for a while, Qin Mo's hand was carried by a white shadow, lifted up, and spread it flat.

Then just as Qin Mo was stunned, the white shadow changed from circling around the person around him to circling around his hands, getting tighter and tighter, and finally it turned into something that looked like a glove on Qin Mo's hand.

Qin Mo was really going to perform a dumbfounded.

It's truly magical.

That white shadow is a human soul, and it can even change shape!

It's too powerful.

Calming down, Qin Mo stretched out his hand and reached for its roots—however, it was not a plant. Qin Mo had already discovered when he touched it, it was not a plant, relatively speaking, its texture was more like minerals or something else, in short, it was definitely not a plant.

Therefore, Qin Mo didn't need to treat it like a rare medicinal herb.

After discovering that it was not a plant, Qin Mo's movements directly became rude. From cautiously trying to shoot at the roots, to going straight to the whole thing.

It's like picking wool, without mercy.

"Squeak!" After this thing was taken down by Qin Mo, it actually barked and made a sound—although it sounded like a mouse.

Of course, this is Qin Mo's feeling.

"Still want to run, huh?" Qin Mo felt the struggle of the thing in his palm, so he held it even harder.

And it is also very spiritual, as if it understood Qin Mo's vicious words, and gave up struggling.

"Squeak!"

This time the "squeak" sounded a lot calmer. It's like saying to Qin Mo when he was struggling just now, "You bastard, let go of me!" The back is like saying to Qin Mo, "I don't run you, light".

It may seem strange to say, but that's exactly what it is.

Qin Mo thought he was crazy, but he simply tried it - Qin Mo pinched it in his hand a little harder, and then the squeak suddenly became louder and sharper, "Squeak!" Creak! Qin Mo actually felt a little embarrassed when he heard this voice.

The voice said, "Don't you have a conscience!" Bastard! ”

Although Qin Mo really felt a little embarrassed, he was really embarrassed, Qin Mo really wanted to say this sentence, "I don't have a heart." ”

The stalk of "Niang Heart" is because of the problem of the accent between the north and the south, and some southerners will not distinguish between nl and l, and the original "conscience" has become "Niang heart". Qin Mo just thinks this paragraph is quite interesting, so he always says it, and then everyone listens to it like this, otherwise what else can it be.

After all, a handsome guy who is more skinny, everyone spoils him together.

Speaking of which, Qin Mo had already gotten this thing.

But here's the problem.

Qin Mo was already very difficult when he came down, and now that he has something in his hand, how can he go up?

Now Qin Mo was holding this thing in one hand, and the other hand was empty. If you want to go up with such a posture, this means that Qin Mo needs to use a certain arm to support himself, the whole person.

It's really hard.

Life is not easy, Qin Mo sighed, and cherished it (what the hell).

Qin Mo, who didn't know what to do, suddenly began to be in a daze.

He looked at the tumbling magma not far from his feet, felt the "enthusiasm" rushing to his face, and felt that he was about to be roasted dry.

He poked the thing in his hand boringly, and suddenly found that this thing was soft, and when he poked it, he would find that it had a whole jelly-like texture, poke, move, poke, move again. It's going to be mysteriously cute.

It looks like jelly, so if it's really...

No, no, no, what is being thought of, how can this be!

Qin Mo patted his face, trying to sober himself up.

After a while, Qin Mo looked at the thing in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and then directly raised it and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's already very difficult, and now that I have something in my hand, how do I get up?

Now Qin Mo was holding this thing in one hand, and the other hand was empty. If you want to go up with such a posture, this means that Qin Mo needs to use a certain arm to support himself, the whole person.

It's really hard.

Life is not easy, Qin Mo sighed, and cherished it (what the hell).

Qin Mo, who didn't know what to do, suddenly began to be in a daze.

He looked at the tumbling magma not far from his feet, felt the "enthusiasm" rushing to his face, and felt that he was about to be roasted dry.

He poked the thing in his hand boringly, and suddenly found that this thing was soft, and when he poked it, he would find that it had a whole jelly-like texture, poke, move, poke, move again. It's going to be mysteriously cute.

It looks like jelly, so if it's really...

No, no, no, what is being thought of, how can this be!

Qin Mo patted his face, trying to sober himself up.

After a while, Qin Mo looked in front of him