"Where did you get your tentacles?" Monsoon was obviously surprised by the appearance of this thing.

The Red Fish Dragon, an extremely rare Extreme Yang Spirit Beast, also needs a lot of contribution points if its tentacles are exchanged for contribution points in the sect.

Ji Feng didn't think that Gu Xintong would exchange contribution points for this thing, at most, this thing could only be done by Lin Lihua, a foodie.

"Oh, the way this thing came from is normal, it's my trophy just now, you can put it in quickly!" Gu Xintong urged.

"Don't worry, this thing still needs to be processed. ”

Lin Lihua took out his one-meter-eight machete as he spoke, and then went down with one sword, splitting the tentacles into two halves vertically.

Then she took out another silver needle and pulled out a fiery red thread from within the tentacles.

"If you don't pick out the fire poison thread in this tentacle, you may have diarrhea when you eat it. ”

After Lin Lihua finished speaking, he threw the tentacles of the red fish dragon into the mushroom soup.

"I have to say that in terms of eating, standing paintings are not sloppy at all. ”

Gu Xintong saw that this thing would have to be stewed for a while, so she told Monsoon and the others about what had just happened.

......

"The red monkey said that the carcass of the red fish dragon was picked up by the river?" asked Monsoon.

"Yes. Gu Xintong pointed in one direction and said, "This river is in that direction, I saw it when Xiao An'an and I were looking for a way in the sky." ”

"Looks like poachers. "Monsoon can't think of anything other than that.

Due to the peculiarity of the red fish dragon, it has always been sought after by fire monks.

In particular, its inner pill is an excellent cultivation aid for fire-type monks, but because unnecessary killing is now prohibited, it has become particularly scarce, and the price has been inflated.

As a result, many people took the idea of the red fish dragon and began to hunt secretly, secretly trading with the seven major sects behind their backs.

There were even some spirit beasts that had their eyes on them, exchanging their inner pills for their own cultivation materials.

Therefore, the living environment of the red fish dragon is very worrying, not only some monks want their lives, but even some spirit beasts want their lives.

Although the Four Righteous Halls of the Seven Great Sects have been catching those monks and spirit beasts who poached the Red Fish Dragon, under this huge temptation, there are still many guys who choose to take risks.

Due to various poaching and hunting, coupled with the existence of their own natural predators, the originally relatively rare red ichthyosaurus is now basically invisible.

After Fang Xun'an knew the current situation of the Red Fish Dragon, he couldn't help but mourn for them for a while.

This group of guys is too miserable, the monks want to kill them, and the spirit beasts want to kill them, which has the smell of betrayal and separation.

Gu Xintong played with a few tentacles in his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that these poachers are not very skilled, and they actually threw away the red fish dragon after taking the inner dan." ”

"Let's pay attention along the way, maybe we can still find the traces of this group of poachers, and when the time comes, it will be another contribution point to report to the sect. "Monsoon thinks this group of guys is a group of mobile contribution points.

If the cultivation of this group of guys is not particularly high, she even plans to simply arrest them directly by herself and her group, and then contribute more points.

After all, who would be too much to contribute to this thing.

The reason why Monsoon is so concerned about contributing points is because she is responsible for the family's expenses.

After Lin Lihua, the stinky girl had contribution points, she only knew how to spend it, basically the contribution points of a few tasks, she could spend it in one day, and then she began to drink the northwest wind.

If her contribution was spent in the right place, Monsoon wouldn't say anything, but this girl is interested in some strange things, and always brings home some useless things, which makes Monsoon angry.

Later, Ji Feng simply asked Lin Lihua to hand over her contribution points to her, and the cultivation materials and some items she needed were all handled by Ji Feng for her.

Therefore, Lin Lihua is not particularly concerned about contribution points now, because it will not fall into his hands anyway.

Gu Xintong chatted and chatted, and smelled a fragrance, so she pushed Lin Lihua with her elbow: "Lihua, is your soup good?" ”

After Lin Lihua reminded her, he remembered: "Oops, I almost forgot." ”

She hurried over and brought down the casserole from the fire.

Gu Xintong looked at this pot of thick mushroom soup, and served himself a bowl without saying a word.

"Ah~, incense~really fragrant~, the craft of vertical painting is really getting better and better. She took a sip and was full of praise for it.

After speaking, she picked up another mushroom, took a bite, and the fish-flavored soup instantly burst out of the mushroom.

The tender taste of the delicious mushrooms, coupled with this delicious soup, made Gu Xintong's eyes squint with enjoyment.

"Well, it's very good. "Monsoon is also very happy with this pot of mushroom soup.

Lin Lihua's praise for them was obviously very useful, and he happily served a bowl to Dumb and Zifeng.

However, when everyone was enjoying this delicacy, there was an outsider who was silently watching all this, and that was Fang Xun'an.

He watched the crowd enjoy the food in front of him, and he complained in his heart:

Gu Xintong, you can eat, don't make such a strange scream, okay!

Sister Jifeng, aren't you a mature big sister, how can you learn from her!

Lin Lihua, the sound of your soup is too loud!

And you stupid, don't chirp when you eat!

Now, the only thing that can make Fang Xun'an feel a little comforted is Zifeng.

Although it also had a bowl of mushroom soup in front of it, it sat honestly and didn't taste a single bite.

Seeing this, Fang Xun'an couldn't help but have some tears in his eyes: "I never expected that it was Zifeng who understood me the most!"

He ran over, patted Zifeng's paw and said, "Zifeng, I know you don't like to eat these vegetarian things, then leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he was ready to pour the soup over his head, ready to feel the delicacy with his body!

Seeing this, Zifeng slapped it away with one paw.

"Meow woo (who said I don't like to eat, I'm waiting for it to be cold, you don't know that Lao Tzu is a cat tongue, can't eat hot things)!"

Fang Xun'an saw that Zifeng had rejected him, and he was even more sad for a while.

I thought there was a difficult brother this time, but I didn't expect it to be an undercover agent!

However, in the midst of his autism, he suddenly had an idea.

I saw him running back to Zifeng's side again, crawling into its ear and muttering to the ear, not knowing what to say.

Zifeng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he honestly followed him into the grove and started a PY transaction.

I saw a fluorescent flash in the woods, and then Fang Xun'an walked out of the grove refreshed, and sighed: "I have to say, the skin of fluorescent catnip, the kittens really have no resistance to it." ”

That's right, just now Fang Xun'an just changed into the skin of fluorescent catnip, and let Zifeng wash a few mouthfuls in the grove.

Like the results of the previous two times, Zifeng didn't take a few puffs, and he was already rolling on the ground with excitement.

At this time, Fang Xun'an took the opportunity to run out.

Fang Xun'an looked at the bowl of mushroom soup that belonged to Zifeng, and ran over with excitement on his face: "Little baby, you are mine now!"

With a snapping sound, Fang Xun'an threw himself into the bowl.

After floating on it for a while, he stood up silently again: "Alas, it's still tasteless!"

Just as he was discouraged and ready to leave, he suddenly felt the smell of mushroom soup, mixed with the smell of fish.

"This ...... This is...... The taste of mushroom soup?" Fang Xun'an said in disbelief.

No, I don't have a mouth, so where does this smell come from?

Just when Fang Xun'an was puzzled by this, he noticed his roots that were submerged in the soup.

"Is it ......?"

Now, he can be considered to have figured it out: "It was my root that absorbed the soup just now, and let me feel its taste!"

After figuring out all this, Fang Xun'an looked at his flower roots and trembled with excitement.

"Finally, I don't have to eat soil every day!"