When the time of departure came, Yang Zi carried three hundred-year-old storage husks in his pocket, which was bought by all the poultry in the village to the nearest monster market, the size of this husk walnut was born with the ability to collect items, and it grew for a hundred years with a cubic meter of mustard seed space, and there was a ten-cubic-meter mustard seed space for a thousand years, and so on, and so on, and its use period is also linked to the growth period, and the growth of a hundred years is a hundred years of use.

"Son, take these two feathers." The black pigeon handed out two feathers, one black and one white, the black one was black to the extreme, and the white one was golden. Yang Zi obediently put it away, and she had seen one of the feathers, which was the one that had been a quilt for herself for several years.

"Your mother, there are more and more demon saints over there

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