Chapter 48: The First Pot of Gold

The weeds around him were up to his waist, and some of the grass in front of him seemed to have been weighed down by something, and there were traces of blood on the tips of the grass.

In front of him, he saw more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, all of them had an extremely deep wound on their necks, and some of them had blurred flesh and blood on their chests, and they were killed by spirit beasts with sharp claws.

It's just that, here, what spirit beast will kill them all?

"Master, look at this!"

While Mu Qiange was pondering, the wind walked up to one of the corpses, gouged out a golden coin with his claws, and said very happily: "Master! It's a piece of gold! ”

"Gold?" Mu Qiange looked at the piece of gold coin caught by the wind and was puzzled.

"Hehe, master, this gold coin is one of the important items in the human world! I heard that 1,000 copper coins are equal to one silver coin, and 100 silver coins are equal to one gold coin! In the upper reaches, the wind will not know." The wind kept scratching its head with its paws, thinking.

That's what it had heard from other spirit beasts before! It doesn't know much about the human world.

And Mu Qiange, as the princess of the divine realm, her identity is even more noble, where will she use this money? And the original owner of this body has never seen what this gold coin looks like, and stays at home all day long, being bullied by several of his sisters.

What's more, I haven't learned too much about the gold coins in this world. It's just that ******** want to cultivate hard, thinking that as long as I can cultivate, I don't have to be bullied by a few sisters.

"Oh? In that case, put this gold coin away, and maybe when it will be ready for use! Mu Qiange hooked his lips and said.

"Yes!" After the wind finished speaking, he ran over to rummage over the contents of the corpses in great excitement.

Storage belts? Storage bags?

Almost all of these people have a storage bag, and once the owner dies, the storage bag is very low, so you only need to close your eyes and enter the consciousness to see what is inside.

Put your mental power into it, and you can see that the space inside is very small and full.

It's all the cores of some low-level Warcraft and the fur of some Warcraft. There are also a lot of miscellaneous weapons, and a few low-level bone-setting pills.

"Well, it's all useless!" The wind shook the tiger's head and looked at the dozen or so corpses on the ground, his eyes full of disdain.

"Let's go." After Mu Qiange saw that the wind did not move, he followed the road just now and passed through the grass.

Although Mu Qiange's body is fifteen, due to long-term malnutrition, his height is not very high. And the grass here is also very lush and dense.

As soon as the little body got in, it was swallowed up by the grass.

After the stygian wind cleaned up, he turned his head and quickly followed Mu Qiange.

As soon as a man and a tiger left, several tall gray wolves appeared in the same place.

Along the way, it was extremely quiet.

In the forest of the outer circle, because the wind released the coercion of its own seventh-order spirit beasts, the demonic beasts that were about to move here all stopped one by one, trembling in place.

For these low-level demonic beasts, it doesn't need the coercion of the eleventh order at all! Seventh-order coercion is enough to deal with these.

"Ahh

Ahead, in the quiet forest, a woman's frightened cry was suddenly heard.

"You. . . Don't come here! I'm telling you! I'm the eldest lady of the Ye family in the Wind Country! You. You guys. Yes! Damn it! Ye Ling'er's clean and well-made yellow dress was already dirty at this time, she held the fire snake whip in her hand, and looked in horror at the demonic beast in front of her that was more than half a meter tall approaching her, shouting loudly and angrily, trying to make it stop.