Flower Fat Mist watched the Amethyst Leopard run away, it was very funny, he didn't look back, he jumped away with his tail between his legs - animals are not like people, they don't care about their faces, they can fight if they can, and they run away if they can't.

However, it is not so easy to leave.

The book of miscellaneous servants and immortals issued to her recorded the most basic exercises, and she had memorized the whole book by heart, and this period of time was enough to cultivate the content of this book.

The flower fat mist stretched out its legs, first letting it go a hundred meters, and then lifted its toes and chased after it.

One hand lifted the neck of the amethyst leopard, and the other hand clenched into a fist, leaving no stone unturned to hit the amethyst leopard's stomach.

"Click."

I don't know, I thought it was the bones of the flower fat mist that were broken.

But when you look down, you can see that the source of the sound is from the ground.

On the ground, a few purple, shiny fragments fell, and leopard hair was still glued to them, but they still couldn't hide its brilliance.

This is the treasure of the amethyst leopard, and it can also be said to be its half-life.

The amethyst leopard relies on amethyst to absorb aura, cultivate it, and become an intermediate spirit beast, once there is no amethyst, it is no different from an ordinary leopard. When the time comes, the spirit beasts in the beast mountain will be able to bully it at will.

So why did it abandon amethyst?

Obviously, this kind of scene is like a lizard's tail broken, living in the present is real, and we will talk about it later.

If you eat these two punches, I'm afraid that its internal organs will be shattered.

The flower fat mist picks up the amethyst and lets go of the limping leopard.

In the shade of the tree, she took two deep breaths and calmed her spiritual power.

"The attack power of the intermediate spirit beast is still too low! In the final analysis, the spirit beasts selected on Xianmen Mountain are raised after all, even if they are free-range, they are not as powerful as the real wild spirit beasts, and even the three-headed python in Sakura Valley is ...... than it."

After saying that, she slammed it.

Wrong.

The Amethyst Leopard didn't get weaker, but she got stronger.

"Good fellow, Vientiane is so amazing?! Not only does practicing get twice the result with half the effort, but how long has it been since I cultivated, and it is not even a problem to deal with intermediate-level spirit beasts? Good...... Terrible power. ”

Floral mist thought to herself.

She paced slowly, walking back in the direction of the martial arts training platform, and on the other side, she looked at a few pieces of amethyst in her palm.

They are angular, like ice and jade, but they are warm to the touch.

"Hmm...... This amethyst is indeed a good thing. ”

She picked up the amethyst as she walked forward, and as she approached the martial arts training platform, a thin, blue-gray shadow fell into the collapsed grass nest.

When I looked closely, it was actually a person.

This person, I'm afraid it's the one who was brought by the amethyst leopard!

The flower fat mist walked over quickly, crouched down, and observed the person from a distance of a meter.

An inconspicuous figure curled up on the ground, one hand holding his knees, the other hand tugging at the corner of his clothes, his hair in a messy bun skewed to one side, his eyes were already red and swollen, I don't know whether he was crying and swollen, in short, he couldn't open them.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

She looked at him and saw that there were no major wounds, and she was relieved a little.

When the man heard the voice, he shuddered, his head shook from between his elbows, and he lifted it slightly, and half of his face was covered by hair.

The fog was mixed with deep pain.

"Hmmm......"

Realizing that he was still alive, he let go of his trembling arm, and the man stood up on the ground.

This young man, his eyebrows and eyes are quite clean, and on his immature head, he has a long wooden hairpin with rough workmanship, which even has the taste of wearing a dragon robe and not looking like a prince.