Xia Jin frowned and looked down.

A green dragon appeared on the back of the hand, and the green dragon circled in a ball, but the closed eyes opened, and the fever she felt came from this green dragon.

This is...

Her Red Flame Sword.

"What's wrong?"

Qinglong didn't speak, but the burning feeling became deeper and deeper.

Xia Jin frowned, she raised her left hand, took two steps back, the scorching feeling dissipated a little, she walked down to the east side again, the scorching feeling also dissipated a little, she moved in several other directions...

As she walked towards the north side, there was a burning sensation on the back of her hand.

Xia Jin narrowed her eyes and walked towards the north side.

I don't know how long I walked...

Finally...

She stopped.

What appeared in front of her was a whip.

A whip that is almost more than three meters long, and the color of the whip is even more cyan.

But this whip looks very ordinary, and compared to the priceless treasures outside, this whip seems to be worthless.

The green dragon on the back of her hand began to move restlessly, trying to jump out of the back of her hand, but failed.

"You want this whip?"

Qinglong stopped moving, looking at her with a pair of big eyes, Xia Jin pursed the corners of her lower lip, and then walked towards the whip, she stretched out her hand and held the whip, suddenly... I heard the sound of a dragon moaning in my ears...

A mournful dragon groan came from my ears, reaching my heart, which almost exploded.

Xia Jin's face changed suddenly, becoming pale, she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the placket of her clothes, she took a few deep breaths, and then suppressed this sense of oppression.

Xia Jin raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, glanced down at the back of her hand, the green dragon on the back of her hand disappeared, she pursed the corner of her lower lip, and reached out to catch the whip again, fortunately, this time the dragon's groan did not come.

She walked out with her whip in hand.

Whereas...

Xiao Hei also ran over with a small thing.

It was a small ginseng, a small ginseng that had been cultivated into a human form.

Its human form is not big, but the size of a palm, but although it is small, but the limbs are sound, and the small appearance is also very cute, chubby, naked, a leaf covers the lower half of the body, and...

Xiao Hei's paws were carrying the leaves of the little ginseng's head.

"Xiao Hei, why did you catch a little ginseng?"

"This is thousands of years of small ginseng, this is an artifact of detoxification."

Xiao Hei stuck out his tongue and drilled into the yellow fu with the little ginseng, and the corners of Xia Jin's mouth twitched.

Ginseng is a tonic, and where will it be detoxified, Xia Jin thought about looking for it herself, but there was not enough time, so she had to take the whip and walk outside, the elder was already waiting for her.

Seeing her walk out with a whip, the elder's eyes flashed with shock.

However, he quickly took away the shock in his eyes, checked it, and made sure that after Xia Jin only took a whip, the elders helped her free her from the confinement of her body, and then took the jade pendant handed to Xia Jin by the four elders, and then sent Xia Jin out.

Seeing her like this, she was going out with a whip.

The elder finally couldn't help but remind, "Girl, wealth is not exposed, this principle works no matter where it is." ”

"Okay, thanks."

Xia Jin put the whip into the spatial ring, and then walked out of the door of the Treasure Pavilion, and the elder watched her figure disappear in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he turned around and left.