Demon beasts are not like monks, and their favorite collections are varied, and not every item has value.

Mo Ci didn't have a storage bag and was limited in what she could carry, so she planned to take away a few valuable items and destroy the rest that could be destroyed.

The owner of this nest seems to be particularly fond of shiny things.

Mo Ci found nearly a hundred low-grade spirit stones inside, as well as a few medium-grade spirit stones.

It can also be seen from this that there are not a few monks who have fallen in the roaring mountains and forests.

Mo Ci stuffed the medium-grade spirit stone around his waist and continued to rummage.

Under a pile of strong-smelling animal skins, she saw a piece of cloth with a familiar pattern.

She grabbed a corner of the fabric and pumped it out.

A crumpled cloth bag comes into view.

Mo Ci's eyes lit up.

"What a storage bag!"

The dark room is full of lights, and the timing of this storage bag is just right!

Mo Ci held the storage bag in his hand, but he still felt incredulous.

But when she thought about it, Heavenly Dao didn't calculate that she was bold, and she dared to come back to steal her house after provoking many demon beasts.

The storage bag that fell into the monster's lair was already ownerless.

Mo Ci's divine sense tentatively probed inward, encountered no obstacles, and easily entered it.

To Mo Ci's disappointment, although there were a lot of things in the storage bag, most of them were daily necessities with a lot of traces of use.

Only the wooden box in the corner of the wall contained two new sets of aqua blue robes, embroidered with dark red flame patterns on the cuffs.

Mo Ci lowered his eyes and glanced at the ragged skirt.

Her clothes had already been wrenched into ashes by the turbulence of time and space when she was destroying the storage bag.

The only set of dresses to wear on her body was given to her by Song Ling'er, and it didn't seem to last long.

She decisively took off her outer skirt, changed into an aqua blue robe, and left her own divine imprint on the storage bag.

After having the storage bag, the first thing Mo Ci did was to put the turtle shell that had blocked her attacks many times into the storage bag.

Then, with a flick of her robe, she put everything in the hole into her storage bag, leaving not a single feather behind.

Before leaving, Mo Ci walked around the neighborhood to make sure that there was no second tree hole, and left to the next nest satisfied.

There are a total of five demon beasts involved in the melee.

Mo Ci touched them one by one according to the distance of the road.

Wherever they went, like locusts crossing the border, not a single grass grows.

Seeing this, the Yunhe Peak Lord, who was secretly observing Mo Ci, twisted his eyebrows slightly, and was quite displeased with her greedy behavior.

Thinking of Mo Ci's background, she suppressed her dislike for the time being, and decided to give Mo Ci some more time.

The process of looting the first three nests went extremely smoothly, and Mo Ci's storage bag gradually filled.

Of course, there are a lot of useless things in it, but Mo Ci hasn't had time to clean it up yet.

Just when she was in high spirits and arrived at the fourth lair, the unexpected happened.

Picking open a bush, she came face to face with the female beast who had stayed behind in the lair.

A man and a beast stared at each other, and they all saw their panicked reflections in each other's eyes.

"Phew—"

In an instant, the female beast let out a scream, and the piercing sound almost pierced Mo Ci's eardrums.

Not good!

It's sending a message!

Mo Ci immediately made a decision, abandoned this place, and ran to the last destination.

In the distance, a demon beast in the middle of a fierce battle suddenly froze.

It resembled the female in appearance, more than three times the size of the female, and the folded skin was layered on top of her, making it look rather bulky.

Stunned, a long thick tail slapped unceremoniously on its back.

Obviously, it is the power that can fan Mo Ci away, but it does not hurt when it falls on it.

The beast's huge eyes blinked, and its massive body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its wrinkled skin was stretched open by the congested muscles, bursting out clear veins.

Then, with a snort, it smashed away the demon beast in front of it with absolute brute force, and ran wildly towards its four hooves in the direction of the lair, bringing up a puff of dust and smoke.

The other four demon beasts also stopped, their eyes showing a little confusion.

After a few more moments, their slower brains finally realized the meaning of the scream, and the confusion in their eyes was replaced by outpouring of anger.

They were furious, roaring, and sprinting, with devastating murderous intent.

However, in the end, all that awaits them is an empty nest, a mess that used to be all over the ground.

"Profit-seeing, the desire is difficult to fill, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall."

On the green dragon boat, the indifference in the eyes of the Lord of Yunhe Peak turned into indifference, and he left an evaluation without sadness or joy.

Mo Ci's stealing of the first three nests can barely be praised for being clever and resolute, but after being discovered by the demon beast, he did not want to give up, but was willing to risk his life and continue to steal.

It's not clever.

It's greed.

It's stupid.

He who cares about his own life needs the pity of others.

When Mo Ci got into the turtle shell and jumped into the river, the Lord of Yunhe Peak completely gave up Mo Ci in his heart and took back his special care for her.

The bottom of the river.

Mo Ci leaned his back against the turtle shell, and his legs couldn't stop trembling.

It's dangerous.

In order to create an image of asking for money and not dying, she simply fought hard.

One more step at night, and she will be stabbed through the heart by the long-tailed demon beast.

However, in Mo Ci, it has always been that the greater the risk, the greater the benefit.

She pressed the bulging storage bag, and the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up, curling with pleasure.

After the joy, dense pain welled up all over the body.

When he fled, Mo Ci slammed the demon beast's attacks several times.

Although the power of the attack was weakened by layers of turtle shells and spiritual defenses, it still couldn't be underestimated when it fell on her.

Before, it was all supported by a will, but now that she was relaxed, she felt that it was very difficult to even lift a finger.

An hour ago, she would have been able to heal herself only by her own recovery power.

It must have been a long and painful process.

Mo Ci closed his eyes weakly, and his consciousness sank into the storage bag.

With the help of Fang Yunlang's memory, she quickly found the spirit grass that could be used for healing from the collection of unlucky demon beasts that she didn't know.

She chewed it a few times before swallowing it, then pulled out a medium-grade spirit stone from her belt and held it in the palm of her hand.

After a while, the medicinal power and spiritual power took effect at the same time, and Mo Ci's rapid gasping gradually continued, and a faint spiritual light accompanied her breathing, flashing and flashing.

Three days later.

Mo Ci woke up from the spit, and his mind looked inward.

Her trauma has largely healed, her broken ribs have been reconnected, and her internal organs have been severely damaged

In other words, Mo Ci's appearance is no different from that of ordinary people, and his interior is full of holes.

It is not realistic to be completely cured with just one spirit grass.

Mo Ci was not disappointed, she had been prepared for this result.

And there was already a better cure in her heart.

Mo Ci opened his eyes, looked left and right, and curiously stretched out his index finger to point at the transparent light curtain outside the turtle shell hole.

The light curtain is like a pool of water, rippling with gusts.

The dusk water of the river is blocked from the light curtain, and the inside of the turtle shell is dry and warm.

Accidentally discovered another wonderful use of turtle shells, Mo Ci was amazed.

Poked the light curtain a few more times, and after a few more strokes, she withdrew her fingers and sat down again in a comfortable position.

It's time to count your loot.