Chapter 130: Sitting on the Ground and Sharing the Spoils (I)

The sunset had just penetrated into the western mountains, and the sky was still slightly red.

Dozens of zhang away from Shen Yun's Great Array, a small stream was flowing towards the lake below.

Although it was less than a mile away, there was a lake with clear water, but Shen Yun decided not to do it, so as not to provoke the unknown water monster.

Although he knew that he would not come out in the formation until his state recovered, it was safest to slip away, but the blood stains on his body were stained with a lot of dust, and the stickiness was too uncomfortable.

What's more, it doesn't clean, and it doesn't take advantage of wound healing, does it?

"For such a distance, if the water demon comes out, slip back as soon as possible. Shen Yun muttered, spreading his divine sense dozens of feet, and then strode out of the big array and went straight to the mountain stream.

The water of the stream was clear and cold to the bone, Shen Yun didn't care about it, ripped off the tattered clothes on his body, and washed it with water.

The cold mountain spring poured on the rolled flesh, and there were bursts of coldness and stinging.

Shen Yun bared his teeth, endured the pain, and didn't say a word, all his attention was on the vicinity of the small lake.

After cleaning the wound and changing into a set of dry clothes, I felt a little more comfortable.

Everything went well, the water monster did not come out.

Shen Yun smiled slightly, and simply went to the side of the calf-like eagle demon, cut off a few pieces of fat and soft meat, and cleaned them.

He found a little dry firewood nearby, and then Shi Shiran returned to the formation and lit a bonfire.

It didn't take long for the smell of barbecue to fill the air.

Xue Ling sniffled, opened her hazy eyes, and limped over.

Lying on a clean stone that Shen Yun had prepared for his meal, he waited quietly.

The firelight reflected on Xue Ling's little face, and the tiredness in her eyes could be clearly seen.

Seeing Xue Ling's appearance, Shen Yun couldn't help but feel distressed, because of his impulsiveness and willfulness, he almost fell into Xue Ling.

However, this guilt only lasted for a while.

The little fox gulped down the barbecue, and whenever Shen Yun roasted a piece, Xue Ling called out. Shen Yun swallowed his saliva and muttered, "It's six pieces, I haven't fallen into one yet." ”

Another piece of roasting, I wanted to come by myself, but when I saw Xue Ling's miserable eyes, I thought that I couldn't stand her today, so I couldn't help but serve the fragrant barbecue in my hand again.

Seeing her feasting, she swallowed her saliva again, and muttered impatiently: "You foodie, the next piece must be mine." ”

"Chirp. ”

Finally won a piece for himself, the leg meat of this red-necked eagle is constantly delicious, and it also contains a trace of aura, no wonder Xue Ling likes it so much.

Soon, a bird's leg faded away. Shen Yun finally grabbed a few pieces and mixed them up.

And he roasted all the remaining pieces of meat, and gave them all to Xue Ling.

Looking at Xue Ling's injured leg gently standing on tiptoe, he was troubled, and he didn't know how to add some defense to Xue Ling.

Shaking his head and sighing lightly: "It's a pity that I can't bless you with the Arhat prohibition, otherwise you won't be hurt at all." ”

Shen Yun also thought later that this kind of prohibition of the Eighteen Arhats should actually be blessed on the magic weapon battle armor and magic robe is the most appropriate. However, the battle armor and magic robe are all legendary things, and the ancient classics are only passing by, and no one has ever seen them at all.

And refining the Eighteen Arhats' Forbidden Defensive Array Talismans, the Eighteen Styles Technique, and casting them eighteen times in a row, is enough to play more than 300 styles, which is not realistic at all at present.

Shaking his head, he didn't care about Xue Ling, who was still eating, and walked to the side alone.

Take out the bamboo mat and spread it out, and begin to sort out the loot.

Uncle Deng Zixu's storage bag, roughly swept over, most of them were some demon beast materials and spirit herbs and elixirs, which needed to be sorted out well, and all the low-value ones were lost.

In addition, there are some bottles and cans, talismans, magic weapons, etc., which should also be stored separately.

So he simply took out the contents of those storage bags and gradually took them out, including the demon wolf horns and Nedan that he collected.

Xue Ling, who was eating and munching on the side, suddenly turned into a white shadow and rushed to the bamboo mat, how could he be a little injured and tired.

His eyes were fixed on the green wind attribute demon pill, and a pair of small eyes showed excitement: "Chirp." ”

Shen Yun picked up the Wolf King Inner Pill and asked curiously, "Wind Attribute Demon Pill, do you want it?"

"Chirp. Xue Ling was so excited that she almost rushed up to grab it.

Shen Yun smiled, threw the demon pill lightly, Xue Ling jumped up, grabbed the inner pill from the air, "grunted", and swallowed it directly.

"Can the demon beast Neidan also be swallowed directly?"

Shen Yun's eyes straightened, but fortunately, he saw Xue Lingle's eyes squinting, looking satisfied, and it was expected that it would be fine.

Shaking his head, he smiled, and simply dumped all the items in the several storage bags to see if Xue Ling still needed it.

But obviously, no.

For other items, Xue Ling glanced at it, and was no longer interested, so she walked back to the futon and slept peacefully.

A soft sound of "squeak" came, Shen Yun's gaze withdrew from the snow spirit, and he was taken aback for a moment, only to see a bat phantom looming above the main stab of the soul.

What's wrong with it?