In the abyss.

It was dark all around, and the mountain walls were steep and precipitous, and the arc was almost vertical.

Moving forward in the dark in such a dangerous situation, every time Night Terror lands, he needs to grope and then adjust and set off.

Her hands had been numb from the hot rocks, but she never hummed, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were resolute.

Of course, sometimes when it burns hard, Night Terror will also grin quietly, just to prevent the people behind him from hearing the abnormality.

In the words of Night Terror, it is that the loser does not lose the battle!

In fact, even if Yan Qingjue didn't use his eyes to look at it, her face and expression would automatically appear in his mind.

The darkness had no effect on him.

On the contrary, he can dodge without fear of being seen by her.

He generously admired her every pompous expression, every stubborn pout, and only felt very vivid.

Seeing that the night terror was about to touch a rock connected to the spiritual veins again, Yan Qingjue frowned.

At this moment, she was smart enough to put her hand on another rock.

Night Terror was scalded several times, and he was already able to accurately judge the signs and patterns of the appearance of that kind of stone, which made Yan Qingjue slightly surprised.

Perhaps, this little guy is even smarter than he imagined.

As Night Terror continued to explore under the abyss, her movements became more and more difficult, but those eyes were like stars, shining brightly.

Suddenly, the little furball tugged at Night Terror's hair.

"Squeak!"

Night Terror's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Where are the treasures?" ”

"Squeak!"

After the little furball finished speaking, he used the shoulder of the night terror as a springboard and jumped.

That swift, flexible, chic and uninhibited appearance made Night Terror have a deep sense of being deceived.

Isn't this guy inconvenient to move with a mushroom?!

Come and explain it to her!

It didn't take long for the little one to return, "squeak" with joy, but a little indistinct, as if he was stealing something.

Immediately afterward, the little guy stuffed something into the hands of the night terror.

The rich and thick aroma came to his face, accompanied by an amazing heat wave, Night Terror Hong sniffed carefully, touched it, and then said happily: "Is it Lingyan Fruit?" ”

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Yes, yes!

Lingyan fruit is an extremely precious fire-based spirit fruit, which has the effect of washing the marrow valve bones, detoxifying all kinds of poisons, breaking the void, and strengthening the body.

Especially for fire-type cultivators, a drop of Lingyan juice that has been diluted a hundred times is worth ten thousand gold!

Not to mention, it's a complete Lingyan fruit!

In fact, it takes 1,000 years from seed landing to germination, 1,000 years from germination to fruiting, and 1,000 years from fruiting to ripening.

Therefore, the Lingyan fruit was called the three thousand fruits.

In addition to the long ripening time, the preciousness of Lingyan fruit is that it cannot be cultivated artificially.

Because, Lingyan fruit only survives in a high temperature environment of 520 degrees.

One more degree, burned.

One degree less, not long at all.

Making fruit like Lingyan fruit is also capricious enough.

And Night Terror felt that the Lingyan fruit plant in her hand seemed to be not light......

vomiting blood, such a precious spiritual plant, the little hairball actually destroyed the flower with a spicy hand?!

It would be nice to just pick the fruit!!

Heart congestion!

"Quack Quack ......"

“…… Wait, what the hell are you around? ”

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

“…… You ate all the fruit?! ”

"Quack, quack, quack."

“……”

Crunchy or something, it's really the most annoying!

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Small Theatre (Ticket Request):

Jue: "Madam, these five hundred and twenty degrees represent the temperature of my love for you!" ”

Hong: "I think you're 250 degrees, right?" ”

Jue: "......"

(End of chapter)