Digging ginseng is a physical task, especially without professional tools. In order to keep the roots as intact as possible, Wang Yi only dug up 7 roots in 20 minutes. Looking at the hundreds of ginseng flowers, Wang Yi knows the true meaning of a long way to go.

On a hill not far away, a white tiger was napping under a boulder.

When Wang Yi came, he took a few glances and found that this person didn't touch his baby transformation grass, so he ignored it and went to sleep.

As for the ginseng flower, it is the companion flower of the metamorphosis grass, which is a weed, ah no, it is a mixed flower. The roots of those ginseng flowers can grow, and they suck and suck in the soil, sucking away a lot of spiritual energy, and they must be hoeed regularly.

With someone to help, it can sleep a little longer.

The ring spirit watched Wang Yi dig quietly for more than ten minutes, thinking about how to find his sister, and finally came to his heart.

"Hey, stinky rascal, what are you digging up these ginseng flowers for?"

"Sell for money. Also, my surname is Wang Mingyi, please don't call me a stinky rascal. Wang Yi stood up and straightened his waist, and squatted down to attack the next ginseng.

"Okay stinky rascals, that's right stinky rascals, these ginseng are very young and worthless. ”

Fake, this little goblin is deliberately angry with me!

As soon as Wang Yi raised his head, the ring spirit floating in the air with his arms on his chest was flapping his little wings, and under the short green skirt, lace-trimmed pink shorts loomed.

"You're gone again. ”

Although the ring spirit had adjusted the height once before, Wang Yi squatted down when he was digging ginseng, and the angle was just right.

"You, you, you, stinky hooligans, stinky and shameless!" The spirit of the ring made an emergency landing, lowering the altitude to parallel to Wang Yi's field of vision, what did he want to say just now?

Wang Yi smiled, and was quiet for a while.

It's a pity that he still underestimated the ring spirit, and within two minutes, the ring spirit ran to his side again, pinched his throat and said, "It's a pity, some people are really blind." ”

"Pink lace, I can see it. Wang Yi said without raising his head.

"You!" The slender fingers of the ring spirit kept pointing at Wang Yi, and it took a long time to ease up, and he said in a tone again: "Hmph, mortals who can only speak quickly naturally don't recognize treasures." ”

"Baby?" Wang Yi raised his head, and the word finally touched his heartstrings, "What baby?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"yes, why?" Wang Yi asked casually.

"I ....... "The spirit of the ring felt a mouthful of old blood pressure in his chest, and he was so angry to talk to this man! "You, you ask me, and I will tell you. ”

"Oh, then I beg you, you tell me. Wang Yi said lazily.

Wang Yi's indifferent attitude stimulated the ring spirit again, so angry, this is also called begging?

But it was just an excuse anyway, and the Ringwraith decided to ignore those details.

"You, do you see that grass?" the Ringwraith pointed to an inconspicuous green plant 10 meters away, "Ignorance. ”

Wang Yi walked in the direction of the ringing spirit's finger, the small grass in front of him was the size of a palm, and the flowers on the roadside in the present world could be seen everywhere, and he couldn't see anything noble at all.

Wang Yi chuckled, and said in his heart that this ring spirit is also a child's heart.

Deciding to cooperate with her tricky desire, Wang Yi pretended to be expectant and reached out to hold the grass and tugged hard.

However.

"Huh......?"

The grass does not move.

"Hey!"

Wang Yi bent his knees and kicked the ground, his arms exerting force, and the grass still did not move.

"Drink~!"

Wang Yi used the roar to exert force, but it turned out that it was useless at all.

The chassis is so stable?

Is it really a good thing?

It shouldn't be!

Wang Yi took a deep breath and was about to turn around and take the two stones in his hand to dig, when he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression descending on him, making him unable to breathe smoothly. At the same time, a slightly hot snort sprayed on the back of Wang Yi's neck.

It was as if something terrible had suddenly run behind him.

Wang Yi turned around suddenly, and his eyes were indeed a behemoth.

It's a tiger, white.

Goodong, Wang Yi swallowed his saliva, "Ha, ha, hello." ”

"Roar~. The white tiger roared, Wang Yi felt his ears buzz, and then he couldn't hear clearly.

!

The sense of oppression is so strong.

Wang Yi stepped back, and the white tiger also raised his fleshy tiger claws at this time, and slapped at Wang Yi with one claw, with a chilling wind.

How can an ordinary tiger have a claw when it comes out with a claw?

The power of this grasp is definitely more than the full force of Wang Yi's heyday.

It's over!

However, at the moment when the tiger claw was about to slap his face, Wang Yi felt a wave of space behind him, and then he leaned back.

......

Bang dang.

Wang Yi fell on his back and fell in pain.

This is......

Not dead?

Coming back?

Wang Yi gasped for breath, could it be that he was disconnected after he died over there?

It's not scientific!

That paw shouldn't have photographed itself.

Wang Yi looked up and saw the ring spirit looking at him with a resentful expression.

Finding Wang Yi looking at her, the ring spirit rolled his eyes upwards and muttered, "Hmph, life is really big." ”

"You brought the tiger in?" Wang Yi asked with squinted eyes.

"Guess. The Ringwraith's face was smug, and his eyes were still blinking.

"Very good!" Before Wang Yi's words fell, he had already kicked up and pounced towards the ring spirit.

"Ahh

Wang Yi put his hands on the wall, then turned around lightly and pounced on the ring spirit again.

The space in the room was small, and the ring spirit was cornered several times, but through flexible methods, he always saved the day.

A few minutes later, Wang Yi looked at the ring spirit outside the window, looking helpless.

No way, this is the 18th floor, he can't fly out.

Call...... Call.......

Wang Yi gasped for breath and exercised for a few minutes, and this breath disappeared a lot.

"Tell me, why did you hurt me?"

"Don't frame me, no one else can see me except you, how can I harm you?" The ring spirit may have been frightened by Wang Yi's crazy scene just now, and now he still has some lingering palpitations: "Besides, is it wrong for people to tell you that the transformation grass is worth money?"

Shapeshifting grass?

Wang Yi had really heard this word before, and it originated from a certain immortal cultivation novel.

In fact, there are similar immortal cultivators in the earth realm, called immortal cultivators, and martial cultivators are not the same system, but they are few in number, and most of them live in seclusion in the depths of Lingshan, and Wang Yi's understanding of them is very limited.

"Transformation grass, isn't it the fairy grass that can turn demon beasts into human shapes?" Wang Yi said with a seemingly casual interface.

The Ringwraith pouted, "I know and ask." ”

Shapeshifting grass, demon beasts, .......

This ring spirit knew that there was a demon beast guarding the transformation grass, and deliberately let himself pick it.

Sure enough, it's a pit.

It's just that the little thing of the ring spirit, Wang Yi didn't think of how to deal with it for the time being, he wanted to find what kind of inheritance it was, and most of the time he had to find out the news from the ring spirit.

Subdued by force?

It's not completely impossible, but judging from the agility of the ring spirit just now, it's not that easy to deal with. Does this ring spirit have any killer moves? Does it have any back-up moves? Wang Yi didn't even know if she was an entity or not.

In terms of position, Wang Yi knew that although the ring spirit could not leave, it was right to designate that he was the opposite of himself.

The inheritor should be a woman, which can be seen from the message of the 'old man' and the reaction of the ring spirit. It seems hopeless to seek guidance from the ring spirit, and it is estimated that the other party will find other ways to harm himself, so he must be more careful when getting along with her.

There is also this ring, Wang Yi has seen it.

During a mission of the mercenary group, Wang Yi killed a second-order martial cultivator, when a glimmer of light flew out of the martial cultivator's hand and was directly put on his hand, forming a ring.

However, the ring only flashed a few times and disappeared out of thin air, although Wang Yi felt magical, but the ring was gone, and Wang Yi didn't pay too much attention.

Now it seems that the ring did not fly away, but was hidden on Wang Yi's body until he took the silver medal.

But what does it have to do with silver?

There are still too few things to know, and Wang Yi can't sort out his thoughts yet, so he can only take one step at a time.