i have a mythical tree

As he said that, he weighed the cloth bag containing the spirit crystals in his hand: "Seven hundred spirit crystals are not too much, but if you please him, how about getting seven hundred spirit crystals every two or three days?"

The three donkey-headed men beside them suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.

Li Lang let out a long laugh: "I have never been valued in the clan. Being able to be in charge of this small slaughterhouse is the reason why the elders have worked so hard. If my income increases..."

Thinking of all the benefits, he couldn't help but smile even brighter.

Suddenly, Li Lang felt a dull pain in his shoulder, he rubbed it, and said in his heart: "This young man is really strong, just lightly patted my shoulder, and I couldn't take it anymore."

The four donkey-headed men gradually walked away.

In Yanxiang Mansion, the middle-aged man's hands were still bound by chains, he didn't even look at Ji Xia, closed his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.

It was the little girl with two children, seeing that Ji Xia looked exactly like them, she gradually relaxed her vigilance.

The handsome boy beside him always protects the little girl.

Ji Xia looked at the two children, and suddenly asked softly, "Where are you from, and how did you fall into the hands of those monsters?"

The little girl looked extremely cute, carved in pink and jade, when she heard Ji Xia's question, she instinctively wanted to answer.

The little boy quickly glared at the little girl, and the little girl shrank back and said nothing.

"My brother saved you, otherwise you will be eaten by monsters, don't be afraid of me."

Ji Xia smiled, and when he raised his hand, several exquisite pastries appeared in his hands, and he handed the pastries to the two children.

Continued: "My brother asked you what, what do you answer, these pastries are for you to eat."

The two children must have not had a full meal for a long time. Looking at the pastry in Ji Xia's hand, they both swallowed their saliva, and there was a sound from the little girl's stomach.

The little boy heard the cry from the little girl's belly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Uncle, do you mean what you say?"

Ji Xia's face froze: "What uncle, call me brother! Brother always counts on what he says."

The little boy gave Ji Xia a strange look, and then said: "I only know...we are from Quanhe Country."

"Quanhe Country? Where is that place?"

The little boy shook his head.

"How far is it from here?"

The little boy shook his head again: "We were playing with Sister Su Yao, those monsters came to catch Sister Su Yao and their people, and when they saw us, they brought us here too..."

Hearing the little boy's nonsense words, and seeing the two children always focus on the pastry in his hand, Ji Xia reluctantly handed the pastry to them.

The two children almost snatched the pastry from him and devoured it hungrily.

"Quanhe Kingdom is two thousand miles away from Dafu, where the human race and the rabbit-eared tribe live together. These two children must have been unlucky. When they met some bad guys who were arresting the rabbit-eared tribe, they were caught by the way."

Ji Xia heard a deep voice and stood up straight.

He looked at the middle-aged man who finally spoke.

"I sensed what you did to the slaughterhouse, and I also felt what you did to Lilang." The middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked at Ji Xia. His eyes were full of light, and he didn't look like a prisoner at all.

There was a smile on the corner of Ji Xia's mouth.

The little girl at the side looked at the middle-aged man, then at Ji Xia, and stepped forward to grab Ji Xia's sleeve.

He said cautiously: "Uncle, can you save Sister Su Yao? When I was brought out by them just now, I saw Sister Su Yao was still tied there..."

"Brother." Ji Xia said helplessly.

In Shangshi, Li Lang and his group of four donkey-headed men came to the slaughterhouse and found that the two people who greeted the guests had disappeared.

Li Lang frowned, neighed, kicked open the gate, entered the slaughterhouse aggressively, and cursed, "How dare you be lazy while I'm not here?"

Suddenly his face froze. In the slaughterhouse, countless donkey-headed executioners were lying on the ground in disorder.

Their bodies were dilapidated, as if they had been torn apart by human beings, and some donkey-headed people still had many tooth marks on their bodies, as if they had been gnawed.

Li Lang is a strong man in the Nine Heavens, and the three donkey-headed men behind him are also extremely strong. They rise up with momentum and take precautions.

A bunch of goods waiting to be slaughtered came out of the cage, and they all looked at Li Lang with deep hatred.

Li Lang instinctively wanted to escape, but the door behind them rang and was closed.

He turned around stiffly, and each of the Nine Heavens powerhouses stood behind him, looking at him indifferently.

"These people need to clean their intestines. They haven't eaten a full meal for dozens of days. Their bodies must be extremely weak. I still have vitality!"

Just as Li Lang was about to use his spirit energy to break through, his shoulder felt a pain, and then the extreme pain came from the snow mountain.

He fell slowly, and countless goods that were to be slaughtered rushed up and surrounded his body.

One bite, one bite, one bite...

When Li Lang was dying, he suddenly thought of the strange smile on the corner of the mouth of that nobleman when he patted him on the shoulder.

Chapter 1 Shi Yu

Ji Xia and the middle-aged man sat in the kiosk next to the rockery, looking at each other.

"Aren't you going to eat me?" The middle-aged man asked suddenly.

Ji Xia shook her head.

The middle-aged man looked up at the mansion and said: "A nobleman like you should always ignore the lives of other creatures. Why did you suddenly have the idea of ​​punishing rape and eradicating evil? Na Lilang seems to have no conflict with you."

Then Ji Xia smiled and said: "Because you are a noble person, what you say and do follows your heart, I think those donkey-headed people are upset, so what does it matter if we simply kill them all?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "In the past few decades, I have carefully observed the donkey-headed people coming and going. The high-level people among the donkey-headed people have some strength and can deal with some ordinary supernatural powers. But if you want to deal with you Such a powerful monk, they should really weigh it."

"What's more, you still live in Zhongjing Street. If you give them a hundred courage, they won't dare to come to Zhongjing Street to make trouble."

Ji Xia naturally knew that the cultivation he showed in the slaughterhouse before was already strong enough, at least at the third level of supernatural powers.

He had just entered the Dafu, and all he came into contact with were people with supernatural powers and spirit-controlling realms, but there were tens of millions of creatures of various races in the Dafu, how many spirit-controlling people, and how many supernatural powers?

There may be a lot of supernatural powers in the army of big talismans, but for ordinary people of big talismans and traders of big talismans, they are superior.

In Fengfu, ordinary shops are top-notch, and if there is someone with supernatural powers as a backer, there is almost no trouble at all.

The middle-aged man looked at Ji Xia, stood up suddenly, stroked Ji Xia's chest and saluted.

Ji Xia sat on the jade chair in the pavilion, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him.