Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

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The little meatball quickly handed it to Ling Chuxi. Ling Chuxi opened the bag, shook it, and poured out a pile of fine moon-blue sand.

So it was Water Moon sand. Seeing that it wasn't some rare treasure, everyone was a little disappointed. If it was in the past, such fine gold and Mithril would have made everyone's eyes light up. But now, Ling Chuxi's spatial ring was filled with at least a thousand catties. No one was even interested in taking a second look.

"Meow!" The adorkable cat probably knew that the glazed gold beast liked to eat fine gold and Mithril. It pushed the water Moon sand in front of it and meowed again.

Unfortunately, the little meatball seemed to be exhausted. He mumbled a few times, but no one understood what he was saying.

On the other hand, the adorkable cat's eyes lit up, and it spat out a mouthful of demonic fire. Under the high temperature, the moon-blue sand became bright and shimmering, but it did not lose its blue color, just like a ball of fish eggs that whetted one's appetite.

The little meatball sniffled, picked up the ball of water Moon sand and put it into his mouth. He chewed a few times and burped in satisfaction. Then, he threw the remaining half of the roasted rabbit to the adorkable cat.

The adorkable cat was so excited that it turned around a few times, took the roasted rabbit, and started to gnaw on it.

... Everyone was petrified, or rather, they were stunned by the lightning.

It was no wonder that the little meatball had no appetite for metals, even Mithril, despite being a glazed gold beast. Today, he finally knew the reason.

Other glass gold beasts only needed to be eaten as long as they were made of fine gold and Mithril, but this one insisted on roasting it! But the problem was, could this thing be cooked?

A glutton, this was a true glutton. He was too particular. Even the adamantine and Mithril had to be roasted before he ate.

Looking at Ling Chuxi, then looking at the little meatball who was burping in satisfaction, and then looking at the adorable cat who was sticking out its butt and gnawing at the wild rabbit, everyone finally knew what birds of a feather flock together.

"What are you looking at?" Ling Chuxi glared at him and shouted. Everyone's gazes made her feel uneasy. Don't think that she didn't know what these guys 'gazes meant.

"The weather's pretty good today." Su Yanhua looked up at the sky.

"Yes, the sky is clear and the clouds are white ... Eh, it's raining ..." Jiang wuhen added and looked up at the sky, but it suddenly started raining.

Everyone was speechless.

Therefore, everyone quickly found a place to hide from the rain.

At this moment, Ling Gusong and the others had also escaped from the mountain range.

The palace Master of the Cold Moon Palace and the others stood guard around him. Ling Gusong sat cross-legged in the middle. Spiritual Qi gushed in from all directions, like a cyclone above his head. Under the nourishment of the spiritual Qi, his body, which had been burned black and blue by the demonic fire, recovered rapidly. Soon, Ling Gusong had fully recovered, except for his ragged clothes. Even his burnt hair had grown back.

The palace Master of Cold Moon Palace was surprised. Although they were not grandmasters yet, they had seen it before. The spiritual Qi cyclone above Ling Gusong's head was not formed by his own strength. He must have some kind of rare treasure on him. If they were not wrong, he had escaped from death by using this treasure.

"I didn't expect that I'd be defeated by a little girl today." After a long time, Ling Gusong let out a breath and said in a low voice. He knew that it would be better if he said it directly. If he was vague, these people would look down on him even more.