Chapter 42: At the end of the month, the bamboo forest traded again

Fang Yuan's spiritual sense swept over, and the Blood Hoof Bird was indeed lifeless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He closed the door, crouched down beside the bloodhoof, and held it in his hands.

Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed and he spoke. "Next time you play dead, remember to tighten your muscles and stiffen, and spit out some blood. After saying that, he threw it into the air.

"Chirp~~~!"

The silver light flashed and landed on the wooden table, and the bloodhoof bird pointed at Fang Yuan with its wings, looking very angry.

Fang Yuan snorted coldly and walked over to the Dan furnace and sat down. "I'm so talented! You think that if you put on makeup and wear a vest to become beautiful, you dare to scare me, believe it or not, I will lock up your little dark room. ”

The Bloodhoof Bird tilted its head aggrievedly, not intending to ignore Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan's eyes rolled and he took out a Qingzhi Pill. "Come here, let me take a good look, you seem to have some kind of mutation. ”

"Chirp~~!" The Bloodhoof Bird immediately fell into Fang Yuan's hand, pecked the Qingzhi Pill, and swallowed it with a few clicks of the head.

Fang Yuan held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, the Blood Hoof Bird at this moment could no longer be called the Blood Hoof Bird, there was no blood color on his body, and all the feathers had changed from snow white to silver white, a little less weak, more elegant and cold.

The body has also grown a little, from the previous cute type to the slender and beautiful type, the once blood-red claws and pointed beak, the silver light is less warm than the feathers, more cold and graceful, and sharper.

Only the smart eyes are ruby red.

Fang Yuan touched his chin and spoke. "Your treasure hunting ability should still be there! I don't know if the mutation is good or bad!"

The bloodhoof nodded repeatedly. "Chirp~~!chirp~~!" while calling, a pair of wings also gestured a big circle.

"The voice has gotten better, you're saying you're more capable of treasure hunting?"

The bloodhoof bird nodded repeatedly, revealing a look of smugness.

"That's good, devouring such an important lucky white hair as me, if you don't use it, you'll really be blind. ”

"Chirp!!" The bloodhoof bird slapped Fang Yuan's palm with its wings in dissatisfaction.

"Speaking of which, I haven't given you a name, and the bloodhoof bird can't be called, well, in the future, with my surname Fang, it will be called... Call... It's hard to come up with a name, it's the same as a point. It's called Fang Yinzi. ”

The bloodhoof tilted its head, as if wondering if the name was good.

Fang Yuan threw it away. "Go play by yourself, I'm going to do alchemy. ”

However, before alchemy, Fang Yuan took out the spirit branch again, cut off a section, inhaled it into the black page, and used the spirit stone to ripen it.

It was only after using a few spirit stones that Fang Yuan stopped, frowning slightly.

In the Underworld Mountain, he rived, and the result was very gratifying, that section of the spirit branch was closer to the ten years of the spirit branch, and now ripening, but the color of the spirit branch was much darker.

The only explanation is the environment, there is no perfect thing in the world, and the spiritual creatures that have special requirements for the environment, ripening will reduce the spirituality.

"It's a big deal when you want to refine the medium-grade Underworld Spirit Pill, go to the Underworld Mountain again, and just ripen on the way to find it. ”

Seeing this matter open-mindedly, Fang Yuan began to immerse himself in the alchemy pill.

Silver stared curiously at Fang Yuan's movements, ruby's eyes dripping.

....

At the end of this month, Fang Yuan walked out of the world with an expectant smile.

Sensing the sight of the followers behind him, Fang Yuan poked out his spiritual sense and found that there were two people following him, but one of them stopped immediately when he saw him out of the inner world. Another smart six-layer pinnacle, continue to follow up.

Fang Yuan cast a tailwind decision, hanging the stalker behind him at the speed of the peak of agility, and entered the grove full of 'memories'.

The stalker also immediately followed, and then found Fang Yuan looking at him with a smile from five zhang away. "Who sent you?"

The stalker was terrified that the other party could dodge his psychic scan, remembered the request from above, and gave it to him with a smile. "I'm a lark under Brother Li Yun, please continue with Little Brother Fang Yuan. ”

"Li Yun... Oh!" Fang Yuan thought of him, he had asked Xiao Huo a little before, knowing that the other party's character would not be good about this matter, there was no possibility of reconciliation.

Since there was no possibility of reconciliation, Fang Yuan stopped talking nonsense, patted the storage bag, took out the top-grade residual sword, and smeared it with golden light.

Fang Yuan's movements were naturally seen in his eyes, and he didn't dare to be careless, he slapped the storage bag and took out a medium-grade flying sword, his body shape was comparable to the seventh layer of Bigu, and he did not advance but retreated.

His task was not to fight with Fang Yuan, the other party dared to make a move against him at the peak of the sixth layer of agility, and he definitely relied on it.

The golden light remnant sword shot, the speed comparable to the high-grade flying sword surprised the lark, and the middle-grade flying sword hurriedly shot, the speed increased by one percent again, and quickly retreated and fled.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in the spiritual sense that was approaching Fang Yuan, his thinking was instantly sluggish, and the mid-grade flying sword he controlled was also sluggish, although it was only for a moment, it was enough for the golden light remnant sword to bypass.

The lark's last vision is golden light, and the last feeling is the coolness of the neck and the unreal feeling in the mind.

In the past, with the medium-grade flying sword and extremely fast speed, he could fight with the seventh layer of Bigu a few times, but today he couldn't make a move in the hands of the fourth layer of agility, has the way of the world changed?

Fang Yuan put away the Divine Crystal Ice and sighed with some expectation. "When can I use my spiritual sense to freeze other people's spiritual senses!

After scraping the storage bag and the medium-grade flying sword, and burning it clean, Fang Yuan rushed to the Lost Bamboo Forest.

Holding the spirit carrot, Yinwandi soon appeared.

"Xiao Fangyuan, it's very punctual!"

Fang Yuan immediately showed a bright smile. "Sister Yinhati is doing lately, I'll get you a lot of carrots!"

Ginhata poked her head and sniffed. "Xiao Fangyuan can already refine the pill, it's quite fast!"

"Sister Yinhatta's lucky hair has played a key role. So thank you!"

After some conversation, the deal was done.

This time, Fang Yuan, who was well prepared, changed to a dusty alchemy handwriting, I heard that it was the handwriting of You Ling Immortal who first learned alchemy.

Fang Yuan was overjoyed.

However, he wanted more lucky hair, but he was hindered.

Yinwandi's original words were "Xiao Fangyuan, sister, I am the healthiest and longest-lived lucky rabbit!"

Fang Yuan guessed that Yinwan Di meant that such a thing as losing hair would not happen to her, unless something happened to her that caused her to lose a few hairs, so the real lucky hairs were so few.

Although she could pull it off, it would affect her own health, it was an absolute taboo, Fang Yuan nodded understandingly.

But there are too many, there are still one or two, Fang Yuan exchanged ten years of spirit carrots for one, and the price has increased if it is scarce.

The deal ended, and both parties left happy.

Today is the end of the month, tomorrow is the beginning of the month, and it is time for the stall market again.

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"Report to Brother Li, Fang Yuan is back, but the lark has lost his trace. A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man on the eighth floor of Bigu.

Li Yun narrowed his eyes. "This kid really dares! next time you can shoot directly, but don't be careless. ”

"Yes!"

(I haven't asked for a ticket in a long time.) Fang knew that he was wrong, he lost at the starting line, everything was difficult at the beginning, and I already knew what to do. )