"Gross..."

It's better to retch everything out of your stomach until you're left with sour water.

They just died, but they didn't smell anything, but the scene was a little bloody, and if you look carefully, you can find a lot of treasures.

At this point, at the beginning of summer, Xue gave full play to the characteristics of goose plucking, and took out a blue mask and disposable gloves brought from the secular world in the storage ring, and there was actually a leather apron?

She began her combat career when she was fully armed.

Fei Lao vigorously gave the human corpse to Bala, and the small sword in his hand began to dance wildly on the corpse of the demon beast.

The blood of the demon beast is a good thing, it can carve rune treasures, all of them are collected with jade bottles, and the meat of demon beasts is aura, put it away, the bones can be practiced, put it away...

Wow! Many demon beasts here have already generated demon pills in their bodies, so quickly dig them out and put them into savings rings, and the monsters can refine magic clothes with their fur, and they can also put them away...

This has been collecting, and along the way, the savings ring is getting richer and richer, and there are more and more demon pills, although most of the demon beasts do not have demon pills, but all kinds of materials on their bodies can be used.

There are too many corpses of demon beasts, almost piled up, some have broken skulls, and some even if they die, they still stare at the big eyes of copper bells

Compared with the strange death of demon beasts, the human monks are even more tragic, some have no heads, and some of the intestines in their stomachs are directly grabbed by sharp claws, flowing everywhere, which is extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, after many battles and dangerous experiences, Xia Chuxue's heart was almost indestructible, otherwise he would have been scared stupid.

She moved very quickly, and everywhere she went, she opened her stomach and broke her stomach wherever the best spiritual weapon in her hand went, and she always took down the most useful places on the demon beast's body.

A gust of wind blew, Xia Chuxue's back was creepy, she knew that it was the ghosts of those dead monks, sighed, dug a big pit next to it, and then used fire to decompose the corpses of the monks behind her into fragments of demon beast corpses? Then bury all the ashes in the soil.

At last? He bowed deeply to the pit before turning around and continuing to dissect the corpse of the demon beast.

She thinks she's a cold-hearted monk? If you usually walk on a corpse, you won't have any reaction? But those corpses just now touched Xia Chuxue a lot.

That dead eyes, that unwilling and helpless expression? There is also some despair that looks at death as home...

Are there many different types of life? Suddenly? She felt like a big stone was blocked in her heart, and she couldn't put it down, so she sat cross-legged with her eyes closed

Ended up muttering a spell that even she never knew.

Death Mantra...

The surrounding wind is gusting, and there seem to be countless ghosts wailing? Thousands of ghosts crying again? As the rebirth mantra was released, gradually, the uncomfortable feeling slowly became smaller until it disappeared completely.

This past life spell suddenly appeared in his mind, and Xia Chuxue didn't even know when it appeared? When I was sad, I read it directly

She didn't notice that when the ghost left, a golden light flashed around her body? Disappear in an instant

If a Buddhist disciple passes by now, his jaw will definitely be shocked, because that is the light of "merit" that Buddhist disciples have been yearning for.

Busy with everything? Xia Chuxue still continues to struggle on the corpse of the demon beast, a rare ready-made good thing? Don't be in vain

Just pity the little sword in her hand? The dignified spiritual weapon is actually used as a knife for digging things? It's really overkill.

It's not that Xia Chuxue doesn't want to use other knives, it's really useless to cut those mortal iron on the corpses of demon beasts, where is it convenient to use spiritual weapons?

Xia Chuxue directly ignored the complaints of the Mo Evil Weapon Spirit, and still struggled on the front line, but there were too many dead demon beasts, and she had to choose to find the corpses of high-level demon beasts next.

As for the death spell that suddenly appeared in my mind just now, I also left it behind.

It's really that cheap master Thunder Tianzun once said that most of the information about cultivation was sealed in his mind, and only when he reached the strength could he slowly lift the seal.

So she directly put this death spell into the seal that was lifted, and didn't think about other places at all.

The more the snow dries out in the early summer, the more excited he becomes, and after a while, he will occasionally find the corpses of fifth-order or even sixth-order demon beasts from under the corpses, and he doesn't even need to dissect them directly, and put them all into the savings ring.

The body of the demon beast is too big, and just eight fifth- and sixth-order demon beasts occupy most of the space of the storage ring, but fortunately, there are not many fifth- and sixth-order demon beasts, almost all of them are fourth-order.

At that time, when the city was attacked, it was said that there were sixth-order and even seventh-order and eighth-order demon beasts appeared, but they had not seen it, it should be that after the appearance of the sea of fire, I felt that the battle to occupy the home of the human monk this time failed, and they all returned to the demon beast mountain range.

At this moment, Xia Chuxue, who was in a state of excitement, completely forgot the vomiting look she had when she first saw the corpses of demon beasts and humans, and was dressed in bloody clothes in the corpse pile, like a scavenger.

"Master, let's go!"

The Mo Evil Sword in his hand suddenly made a buzzing sound, and the aftermath in Xia Chuxue's ears was shocked.

Don't look at her digging into the crystal nucleus, but her heart has been on high alert, and the first time Mo Xie made a sound, Xia Chuxue reacted directly without even asking.

The figure disappeared in a flash, leaving a wreckage behind.

At the same time, an old man with white hair and white beard appeared drunk, with a triumphant smile on his face, and walked staggering on the tattered meat.

Every time I saw that I was about to fall, I was able to stabilize my body and never fell.

"Hehe... Can a stinky girl hide a good wine from me? If you don't give it to the old man, I'll bring it... Partition... Here it comes... Am I dazzled? Like... Seeing the blue shadow, how... Partition... Why is it gone?"

The old man looked as he walked, his old hand rubbed his eyes, and when he saw the stump and broken arm under his feet, he woke up most of the time in an instant when he was drunk.

"Ahh What kind of place is this?"

“... Cover your mouth vigorously, for fear of spitting out the good wine you just drunk, it's too wasteful!

The old man was none other than Mo Wentian, the fourth elder of the Mo family.

To say that Mo Wentian is simply an old naughty boy of the Mo family, no matter whether it is a great family or a sect, as long as a monk who is promoted to the level of a supreme elder will hold his own identity, either to retreat and cultivate, or to travel all over the world

How can there be anything like Mo Wentian? I know how to drink and drink all day long!

What's even more angry is that he doesn't cultivate much, and his cultivation is not slow to rise, and even faintly surpasses other monks of the same generation, do you say that he is not angry?

Originally, Mo Wentian was chosen to be the head of the family, but this drinking and mistaking temperament really can't be changed, and it is difficult to take on a big responsibility, so in the end he can only change others!