The villain shouted: The tiger cub mistaken me! ［Through the book］

Three years passed quickly.

Chu Chi would pick flowers and plants in the secret realm every day, and when he had enough, he would sit anywhere and practice some small things.

Si Feng was hugged, carried, rubbed, and carried by Chu Chi every day... He ate a lot of fruit pills and meat.His demon body, a white little tiger cub, has gained a lot of weight.

It seems that he is no longer a stumbling walk, but a tiger cub who looks super energetic.

The secret realm is about to open, and when the time comes, people outside will open the secret realm to let all the disciples inside go out.

"The next time the Yinlan Small Secret Realm is opened, it will be hundreds of years later!" Chu Chi sighed, and then looked at the little white tiger he was holding.

In the past three years, he has fed it with good food and drink, because in his impression, tigers eat meat, Chu Chi would go to catch monsters in the secret realm every now and then, and he was too lazy to bother with his limited cooking skills, so he would stew soup and barbecue Take turns.

Squeezing Si Feng's little paw, Chu Chi nodded in satisfaction, well, it seems that eating better is useful, the whole tiger is bigger and stronger.

"Before I came in, I was talking about moving the medicinal materials inside to Xiangyao Peak. I have been squatting on the antler branch for several days now. The gate of the secret realm will be closed soon. I will dig out the antler branch now. "

Chu Chi took out a super small flower pot.

During this period of time, he was bored and practiced a lot of things similar to micro landscapes. He practiced too much, and he didn't know when it would be used up.

Si Feng twisted his body and stretched out his two paws. Chu Chi felt that the little tiger's grip on the little tiger was slightly relaxed, and then the little tiger jumped in his arms and lay firmly on his shoulders. .

"Ow!"

The staghorn branches are bitter, sour, not tasty!

Chu Chi couldn't hear Si Feng's complaints, so he smiled lightly, and went to dig out the antler branches with a large ball of white fluff on his shoulder. "Shunfeng is really good today."

"Oh—" Si Feng played with Chu Chi's little flower floating in the air.

He didn't know what to say to that "SF Express", and he didn't even bother to respond.This person always uses various names for himself, such as Qionglou, Lingtong, Peony, Chongya, Tangerine, Thousand Paper Crane... he only comes back every few days, and now he doesn't like to pay attention to these strange names anymore. , except when he heard that the little tiger, the little tiger cub, and the tiger cub would pay attention to him, at other times, there was no expression on a tiger's face.

However, didn't he still shout "daydream" yesterday?

Si Feng took a picture of a flower, and the next moment, the falling flower floated up to the little white tiger.

Sifeng, the tiger cub, didn't understand Chu Chi's little hobby.

In the distance was a jagged cliff. The miniature flower pot in Chu Chi's hand gradually grew to a normal size. There were extremely weird stones on the cliff. They had sharp edges and corners, and every corner revealed a cold and cold light.

Chu Chi took the flowerpot and volleyed up to the edge of the cliff. The antler branch he was about to dig, just pushed away the rocks on the cliff in such a domineering manner, and grew out of the cracks in the rocks. It was just a branch. It looks like a deer's antlers, and is covered in blue-gold. When the wind blows, it shakes its body like grass on the wall. The blue-gold antlers hang curvedly on the side of a big stone.

Si Feng, in the shape of a little tiger, lay on his shoulders, watching him take out a small hoe and a small shovel, and dug out the blue-gold antler branches in two or three strokes and planted them in the flowerpot.

There is a small clump of staghorn branches growing on the cliff, but they are not very close together. There is a distance of two or three meters between each branch. Chu Chi dug up two more blue and golden branches, and then put the red ones in the branches. The antler branches that reveal a slightly golden color are dug out and planted in pots.

All right.

When he came here three years ago, he gave an excuse, saying that he wanted to use a spirit herb that was rare outside the Yinlan Small Secret Realm as medicine, and he wanted to plant it on the Xiangyao Peak.There are five-leaf silver orchids everywhere in the secret realm, and you can only practice your own medicine for refining medicine. Besides, I came in for the five-leaf silver orchid, so it is impossible to put it on the bright side.

Take the antler branch out, just right.

Antler branches are also less spiritual grasses. This kind of spiritual grass is divided into yin and yang. The blue and gold branches are yang, and the red and gold branches are yin. The blue antler branches are easy to be fried and poisoned. Neutralization, but the negative antler branches are rare, so sometimes the general alchemists skip this material when they see it.

The flowerpot shrunk and finally disappeared into Chu Chi's wide sleeves.

An oval-shaped hole in the sky is slowly expanding, and the sky with a different color behind the hole can be vaguely seen.

"Jingle - jingle -"

The disciple token hanging at the waist rang without wind, making a crisp sound.

Xu Shu walked with a few familiar disciples, and the disciple signs of several people rang together.

"This is the secret realm that is about to be closed, we have to go out." Fang Shuangshuang held a storage bag embroidered with gold thread in her hand, very satisfied with her receipt.

Ping Shanyu looked up at the secret door in the sky, and obediently said "Oh".

Chu Chi felt that there was nothing else to do. As soon as the door opened, he waved his sleeves, hugged the little tiger on his shoulders, and flew out in the direction of the secret realm door.

"Brother, someone has gone out, shall we go out too?" Ping Shanyu saw a figure passing through the slowly expanding secret realm door from a distance, so he raised the fan in his hand.

Xu Bu nodded, "Go, get out."

The disciple card on Qiu Changlan's waist also jingled, and he also saw the opened door of the secret realm and the disciples who had been going out one after another since Chu Chi.

"It's time to go out."

"Three years go by so fast."

Qiu Changlan inadvertently touched the blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking that he deliberately avoided the few flavors of spiritual grass and materials from monsters picked by other Linglian Peak disciples around him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

The next moment, the corner of the mouth flowed out again with a touch of bright red.

The cyan cuffs with low and white cloud pattern wiped off the blood, and the next moment, the dust-proof formula on the clothes made the bright red on the clothes slowly melt away.

Qiu Changlan took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring, opened the lid expressionlessly and ate half of the bottle, then took a few breaths, and flew directly to the door of the secret realm without waiting for the medicine to absorb its effect.

The figure and face of the sixteen-seven-year-old boy should have been full of vigor, but when he was flying in mid-air, his eyes were extremely indifferent and the shadow of prey was extremely obvious under the sun.

"To snatch something from my hand, Qiu Changlan, I want you to take a closer look to see if your life is that hard."