It was peaceful.

It was warm.

It's as if there are only two of them in heaven and earth.

Xiao Qinggu stretched out his dragon claws, covered his eyes, and shook his tail shyly.

Flew outside the Great Hall of Bones.

Stay here a little longer, he is afraid that he will shine brightly ̄□ ̄||

However, the man Zizi likes really spoils her.

That's nice.

Zi Qianmo was half-hugged by Mo Yan like this, and rested for about half an hour.

Coupled with the effect of the elixir, her spiritual power that she had lost was also restored by about half.

But it's not just spiritual power that is missing.

More of it, it's demonic power.

"I need to absorb and refine the Kunlun Stone." She looked up at him.

"Okay." Mo Yan agreed without thinking about it, there were thousands of fetterings in a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, "Although you refin, I will protect you and guarantee that nothing will go wrong." ”

It was his duty to protect her.

It has become the greatest meaning of his life.

Zi Qianmo nodded.

She no longer snuggled up to him, but sat up straight by herself, and took out the Kunlun Stone from the Purple Ancestor Space Ring.

In her hand, there are two pieces.

It was given by Candle Jiuyin and Su Jiujiu.

One of them had almost been refined, and only a small piece the size of a fingernail remained.

Now, she is going to refine and absorb a small piece the size of a fingernail to restore her demonic power.

Wisps of pure demonic power, along the palm, enter the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and merge into the dantian in the abdomen, the sea of qi in the chest, and the ancestral aperture in the brain.

Very comfortable.

It's like a spring that moistens the cracked earth.

Zi Qianmo entered a realm of mystery and mystery. Completely immersed in the realm of refining Kunlun stone and improving himself. You can't feel what's going on around you.

And at this time, Mo Yan also spared his efforts to search Bu Feng's body.

Sure enough, as he expected, as the elder of the Bu clan of the second largest family in Central Continent, this old dwarf carried a lot of good things on his body.

First of all, the thorn armor worn on the body, the four-grade spiritual weapon. Although he used the Burning Xi Blue Sword to open a hole in his chest, he could still sell it for a good price when he got it to the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce.

Again, it was this old man who was dressed in a magic robe and a four-grade spiritual weapon. It can be said that it is very luxurious.

Mo Yan didn't say anything polite to the old dwarf, and directly ripped off his robe.

In the end, Mo Yan ripped off the dwarf's bag.

The most important treasures should be here.

Because Bu Feng himself is dead, this Qiankun bag has become an ownerless thing. Mo Yan directly dripped a drop of blood, and the Qiankun bag of the old dwarf became his own.

Dipping into a trace of spiritual power, I found something as good as a mountain.

The exercises of the Bu clan have more than 20 books, and the heart method has more than 10 books.

There are more than 50 bottles of Sanpin pills and more than 20 Sanpin spiritual weapons.

300 million silver tickets.

There are also corals, pearls, gemstones, crystals, spirit stones, and other treasures. It should be that in the past fifty years, I have been bored and collected at the bottom of this hidden dragon Yangcheng Lake. It's worth a lot of money and can sell for a lot of silver beads.

"The treasure that this old dwarf promised before only accounts for one-tenth of this Qiankun bag. It's so insincere. The corners of Mo Yan's lips drew a sneering arc, "It's better to be dead." ”

When he died, he laughed at the baby.

"There are some extremely precious medicinal materials in it, go back and let Xiao Momo take a look, if there is anything important."