A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

The plants cultivated by the colorful spiritual liquid are not only delicious, but also possess rich spiritual energy.

The fire dragon's mouth resembles a giant harvester. With a strong breath, countless spiritual grass and spiritual fruits were swallowed into the stomach mixed with fallen leaves and gravel.

Jiang Yu ate while moving into the space, his face full of disdain: "What a waste of natural resources. What kind of taste can you taste if you eat it this way?"

But even if the harvesting efficiency of one person and one dragon is extremely high, it is not as fast as the spiritual value matures.

As soon as the front foot swept over, there were red fruits hanging behind it.

Han Xinshuang dug a hole in a winter peach and stuck his head in to eat it. After eating a few mouthfuls, I hugged the cherry and gnawed it again.

There was sticky juice all over my body.

After Aragaki Ruoxue collected some millet, she applied a layer of aloe vera gel on her face. Holding the cut melon and eating it leisurely.

There is an urge to leave life behind.

Ling is not greedy.

She released the poisonous bugs and carefully collected the venom in a bottle.

The fruits cultivated by spiritual liquid are sweeter. The poison is also more poisonous.

But she didn't have a treasure bag. He could only ask Jiang Yu for help.

Jiang Yu's method of collecting these things was much rougher. Clay is extracted directly from the ground and fired into large pots on site.

Lifted several thousand kilograms in one go.

This amount is enough for all the poisonous people to take a bath.

Happiness came so suddenly, and several people unanimously decided to stay for a while.

After five days, the growth rate of the melons and fruits finally slowed down.

Han Xinshuang and Araguan Ruoxue's treasure bags have long been filled.

The figures of several people have become much rounder.

Especially the fire dragon.

He had to change back to a body length of more than thirty feet. It still looks weird, thick in the middle and thin at the ends.

There is no majesty at all.

It still has resentment towards Jiang Yu. But not much.

A son died.

As long as it wants, it can change back into the shape of a snake at any time and return to its hometown.

Hundreds of offspring can be left behind at one time.

Only one of these descendants can turn into a dragon. It is impossible to avenge every child.

Although he lost a powerful helper who was about to transform into a dragon, he got a meal ticket for spiritual fruit.

Not a loss!

Its resentment mainly comes from the fire ants in its ears and Jiang Yu's attitude.

For example, right now, Jiang Yu is kicking its huge body: "Old dragon, don't eat it. You are about to turn into a big-tailed maggot. Go and burn all those poisonous weeds."

The tone of speaking is the same as when dealing with big monsters and small monsters. Completely disregarding the face of the fire dragon.

The fire dragon gritted his teeth and said, "Are you leaving? It's too troublesome to just burn the poisonous weeds. I'll burn them all."

Jiang Yu kicked it twice more: "Gate! If you don't open the pattern, you will always be a worm. Even if we leave, this forest can still benefit others. I asked you to burn the poisonous weeds because you are afraid of being eaten by others."

The fire dragon curled up a finger and flicked Jiang Yu away with a bang. He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Can't you speak properly when asking for help?"

Although Jiang Yu broke through the physical limits. But the weight gain is not much.

Being teased by the fire dragon, he has no temper at all.

The fire dragon regained some dignity and felt much better. Still chewing something in his mouth.

Dragging his bloated body, he flew towards the poisonous weeds.

Lift your front paws to block one nostril.

"laugh!"

The fire pillar accurately sprayed on the roots of the poisonous weed.

A small piece of it withered in a moment.

The crazy bird landed on a nearby towering tree and inhaled the poisonous smoke. There was a humanized look of enjoyment on his face.

"My lord, my lord, the flying centipede has spun silk and formed a cocoon! It won't take long to evolve." Ling ran over excitedly.

But when he pushed aside the broad leaves, he couldn't see Jiang Yu's figure.

Instead, a plump snow-white fox took over and said, "I've never heard that centipedes can form cocoons. Brother Yu just flew over the top of his head, and he probably won't be able to come back for a while."

"Flying centipede is not a centipede..." Ling was halfway through his words when his eyes widened in shock: "Who are you?"

Han Xinshuang's tail curled up on the tree. Two front paws were holding a grape: "I am Han Xinshuang!"

Ling opened his mouth wide and murmured: "Are there any normal people around my husband?"

"What qualifications do you have to criticize me?" Han Xinshuang swung twice on the tree trunk and flew away suddenly. The tail exploded into a fluffy dandelion in mid-air, slowly falling down.

Standing in front of Ling, he was half a body taller than her: "I've eaten a bit too much recently, and I don't have any suitable clothes to wear..."

"Come on!"

Due to Han Xinshuang's graceful jump, an overripe rotten peach fell down and hit her squarely on the head.

Han Xinshuang shook her head: "Why do you always encounter bad luck recently?"

Ling took a few steps away to avoid the splashing juice: "What kind of bad luck is this? Have you rarely encountered it before?"

As he said that, he wanted to step forward and touch Han Xinshuang: "Wow, your hair is so soft."

Han Xinshuang's expression changed drastically and she took a few steps back: "No, don't come over!"

Ling's movements froze and he looked a little embarrassed: "Sister Xinshuang, what happened to Sister Ruoxue?"

Han Xinshuang threw the half-eaten grapes to the ground. Call out water to wash your paws and face: "She was transformed from a human being."

"Ha, it turns out that she is a human being... huh?" Ling Yi was startled: "So, she is my potential rival?"

Han Xinshuang laughed loudly and poked Ling's forehead with his paw: "Brother Yu likes my figure and Sister Ruoxue's personality. You still have to work hard!"

Ling's face darkened slightly: "You...you touched me..."

"hiss!"

Han Xinshuang's expression was frozen. He fell down hard...

Binzhou.

With the emergence of the secret realm and the increasing power of the Demon Cult, the war continues to escalate.

The strong get stronger and the weak perish.

Pei Jiuzong.

A six-foot-tall, bearded man with thick body hair laughed energetically.

He has been blessed with many happy events recently.

Not only did he break through the Nascent Soul in the secret realm. I also picked up a stunning beauty who was as delicate as water on the road.

"You...can you stop laughing like that? Please, let me go."

The beauty is as weak as Liu Fufeng, with a pale face.

If Jiang Yu and the others saw her, their jaws would definitely drop.

She was Xiao Tao whose heart was ripped out by Fang Yuan.

The more Xiao Tao begged, the more excited the strong man became: "Beauty, it is not easy to live in these troubled times. It is your blessing to meet me. I will ensure that you have food and clothing, and you will not be bullied."

As he spoke, he held Xiao Tao horizontally on his lap domineeringly, with a scorching gaze: "I do look a bit rough. But I am the sect leader of Peijiu Sect. It is better to serve me than to serve tens of thousands of people, right?"

Xiao Tao pursed his lips tightly, with an ugly expression on his face: "Do you want my person, or do you just want my body?"

The strong man looked up to the sky and laughed: "Is there any difference?"

As he said that, his rough hands moved up Xiao Tao's legs.

Xiao Tao's body tensed up, but his fingers fell on the strong man's hairy chest: "Then, are you willing to give me your heart?"

The strong man smiled even more wildly: "Don't talk about your heart, my whole body is yours. Little slut, you said no, but your body is quite honest!"

"puff!"

There was a soft sound, and the strong man's smile froze. He looked down in disbelief: "You..."

Xiao Tao's slender hand held her beating heart. But there was a look of disgust on his face: "Your heart... is too dirty. I don't want it anymore."

After saying that, throw it to the ground like trash. He also wiped his hands on the strong man's clothes.

At this time, the sounds of fighting could be heard from everywhere in Peijiu Sect.

It was a Rakshasa attack.

Xiao Tao stood up and walked slowly to the window. Absently looking out the window at the hell on earth.

A young and energetic face flashed in my mind.

His right hand subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

"Strange, why is it so fat here..."