"Take a good look at this god, that chicken can fly as easily as this god!" The Vermilion Bird Divine Beast flickered its wings angrily and jumped up and down, for fear that Song Qingyu would not be able to see it.

"Alright, alright!" Song Qingyu comforted, but the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

Pretty similar...... It's kind of like a chicken.

"Pss

"You bad girl! It's not all your fault for eating the spell of the lark flame bird, otherwise how could this god have turned into this! ”

"It's miserable, chick." Song Qingyu held back a smile and popped out two words.

Relying on the flame of the lark flame bird to break the shell, it will naturally maintain a section of the original shape.

The Vermilion Bird Divine Beast looked desperate, that is, it was going to maintain this body for a while?

Oh, my God! That's ugly, isn't it? I think it's a dignified beast that has turned into a chicken! It's going to cry!

"Oh, don't cry! Chick. Song Qingyu covered his mouth, his eyes full of smiles.

"Don't call me a god chicken!" The Vermilion Bird Divine Beast pouted at Song Qingyu, buried its head in the soil, and complained: "You have no conscience, if it weren't for the fact that the god absorbed that flame, you would have been gone!" Hum! Won't help you anymore! ”

Song Qingyu only heard the muttering of the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast, the sound was muffled by the soil, but he didn't hear what it was muttering.

Since the little guy has successfully broken the shell, it is worth celebrating, Song Qingyu said: "Then I will go out first, little Vermilion, wait and help me collect the medicinal materials." ”

"I won't take it for you! Bad apple! No conscience! Hum! Little Suzaku shook her little buttocks, ignoring her.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingyu left the carry-on space with a smile.

The white-bearded old man hadn't come back yet, Song Qingyu looked at this mysterious place, the ice bed under her was cold to the tentacles, it was really a good thing, and what surprised her was that it actually contained a trace of aura.

Although it is not as strong as the aura of her cultivation immortal realm, it is already very surprising to her to have aura, but this aura has no effect on her own level.

She looked up and saw a vertical cabinet to the left of the ice bed, which was locked, and she could see through the glass that there were bottles and cans inside.

As an alchemist, she immediately guessed that the bottle and jar contained the elixir.

Song Qingyu pondered, could it be that there is an alchemist here?

Don't think about it, now that she has fully recovered, she should leave here first, Li Shaoren should have reported the news of her injury to the Chen family, she has to go back as soon as possible, and she must not let them worry.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyu jumped off the ice bed, opened the door and walked outside.

"Are you awake?" The white-bearded old man just walked over, and he was very surprised to see Song Qingyu come out, he was so seriously injured, and he recovered so quickly?

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue." Song Qingyu said.

"Don't thank me, Mingyi brought you back." The white-bearded old man said lightly.

"Xia Mingyi?" Song Qingyu realized that she should be in the Xia family now, and out of gratitude, she asked again, "Dare to ask the seniors, is Xia Mingyi safe?" ”

The white-bearded old man's expression tightened, and he said a little seriously: "The situation is not very good. ”

Seeing Song Qingyu's puzzled expression, the old man continued: "Yesterday I took him back and urged the fire spirit essence in his body, and he just awakened the spirit root today. ”

"Mutant Thunder Root?" Song Qingyu asked softly.

"Not bad!" There was a look of appreciation in the old man's eyes, this girl knows a lot, and she even knows the theory of mutant spirit roots.