A round sheep face, with firm eyes and a strange expression, stood still.

The little sheep nodded solemnly - from now on, the flower resin mist will be its only master!

"Huh."

She was amused by it.

"Why are you so serious?"

The mist kicked its round ass lightly.

The little sheep snorted: How can such a righteous master have such a strange habit and love to kick the sheep's buttocks?

Walk quickly to the foot of the mountain.

The flower resin stopped suddenly, and a nameless doubt poured over my heart.

The little sheep was only slightly injured, and the smell of blood was not strong, which was not enough to attract such a large and orderly wolf pack. Moreover, the posture of the wolves seems to have been guarded for a long time, and it clearly seems to be guarding something.

She touched He Shou Wu and Ghost Needle Grass on her chest, and she was a little jealous in her heart, but she was more curious.

She wants to turn back, it's a big deal, draw the blood sacrifice formation diagram again!

"Little sheep, this forest is full of precious herbs, and there are wolves guarding it, maybe, there are better things in the depths, let's go back and have a look, okay?"

The little sheep hesitated, and the pestle remained in place.

"You can't die if you lose a little blood, let's go."

The flower butter mist is one step ahead.

When the little sheep saw that the owner was gone, it could only follow with him.

Soon after, back to where you are. The red mud was bloody, and the fishy smell lingered for a long time, choking people's scalps.

The mist held its breath and looked around. Looking left and right at the terrain, he recalled the position where the head wolf had first stood - the west.

She followed the direction where the wolf had stood, groping her way with extreme caution.

As you walk, you have a soft sword in your hand.

Just in case, she was very cautious to keep an eye on the left and right, so as to avoid the poison taking advantage of her unpreparedness and sneaking up on the little fat sheep.

After a few feet of exploration, I found a wolf's den.

There was not a single wolf in the wolf den, there were some broken bones and rotten flesh left around, and there were messy animal footprints.

Hey, the ground around the wolf's den is black and shiny, splashing paint like a reflection, what is it?

She squatted down, rubbing the ground, her fingers flat.

Ding dong ding dong, crisp sound.

Flower Fat Mist gasped: In the deep mountains and old forests, there are actually pure natural dark iron magic crystals, all over the place! The Xuantie Demon Crystal is the main material for the construction of the Taiji Dan Furnace, which is extremely rare, and even in the Immortal Gate, the content of the Xuantie Demon Crystal is not much.

She couldn't hold back her surprise.

The rock here is high and the valley is deep, it is the vein of the dragon's tail bone, and it collects the yang qi under the mountain and the yin qi on the mountain, and collects the aura of heaven and earth, which is a special place!

If you chisel out the Taiji Diagram Array on the ground of the Xuantie Demon Crystal and apply firewood, this is a deformed Taiji Dan furnace!

With such a treasure of feng shui, it is no wonder that the wolves will stay and guard.

Flower Butter Mist pondered: Precious herbs, brought back to the Qi Mansion, are very easy to be discovered by the steward, it is better to hide it in the wolf's den, which can not only block the invasion of other fierce beasts, but no one will discover this secret base.

Although Jin Yuan Dan is difficult to refine, and the road to revenge is long, there is a possibility of success.

Next time she comes back, she must bring a little shovel!

Chisel out a Tai Chi Dan furnace!

Her heart was full of excitement, and she rolled up her sleeves and picked up a number of dead leaves to cover the herbs.

After waiting for the flower fat mist to finish, he clapped his hands and nodded contentedly.

As soon as he lowered his head, the little fat sheep as fat as a bucket got into his eyes.

She touched her nose and her mind raced.

"A hundred catties of mutton, feeding a group of wolves shouldn't be a problem, Fang Cai, why didn't I think of it."

The little sheep paused and stumbled angrily.

"Huh!"

"Hey, don't run, wait for me."

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