Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 864 The Extra Story of Qingfeng: The Origin of Light (9)

When Tang Duomi, who was far away in the secret place of Xinglin Mountain in the Roaring Continent, saw that the Nine Dragons Ding was so easy to use, and the entire lake was contained in the Nine Dragons Ding, but it was not full. A malevolent thought.

With this vicious thought, on the Taoyuan Continent hundreds of millions of miles away, the little short hand who was sleeping in a state of healing shuddered all over his body, and opened his eyes, the golden eyes were full of bewildered surprise in fear.

It sensed the master's call!

Although this call didn't know why, it gave him a creepy feeling in his heart.

However, due to the incomparable loyalty to the master from the egg, it finally got a sense of the master, and immediately responded from the depths of the mind, but there was no sense.

The doubts in the little short-handed golden eyes deepened.

Could it be that this is a daydream that the master often talks about?
Humans can dream, so this monster can also daydream?
Qingfeng beside Xiao Shortshou was sitting on the ground in a daze, because all his spiritual power was absorbed by the golden chair, leaving nothing to him.The original stone chair, after absorbing all his spiritual power, shone with a dazzling golden light.

"I've become a useless person... I don't have any spiritual power..."

Qingfeng stared at the glittering golden chair for a while, and suddenly a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "There must be something good hidden in it, so that he can absorb all his spiritual power. Those who can absorb the power of light, What kind of good would it be...Maybe if you dismantle it, you will know..."

He took out his incomparably sharp dagger and stabbed it in, only to draw a small mark.

Qingfeng smiled wryly, after losing his spiritual power, how is he any different from a waste?
This made him even more determined that he found the thing hidden on the golden seat, and if he took it, he would send it back to him, and if he ate it, he would spit it out!

Unbelievably, he swiped at the stone chair with a dagger. He was not afraid of death, and he would not be able to return this chair!
So, in a certain valley in the Taoyuan Continent, a young man knocked on a golden chair clattering and clattering.

The little short hand lay on one side, looking at the persistent man in front of him, as if thinking of its equally persistent master.

The little guy turned his head sideways. Since the little guy advanced, his IQ has been getting higher and higher. At this moment, he actually thought: If the master is here, what will he let it do?

The little guy's eyes lit up, he stood up, stretched out his hands, and flashed eight shiny crystal nails mightily.

Pounced on the stone chair, grabbed it a few times, and brushed it—the golden seat suddenly fell apart...

The corner of Qingfeng's mouth twitched: When did this little thing become so violent?

The little guy also jumped in front of Qingfeng, raised his proud little head, half-closed his eyes, and the few long golden whiskers under his mouth were raised and raised, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be laughing.

Qingfeng rubbed its little head angrily and amusedly, put it aside and let it play with Qilin.

And Qilin, under the training of Xiaoshoushou, devotedly guarded the high place to let the wind go. With the beast of Qilin, even the underground earthworms crawled far away, let alone other low-level monsters.

Qingfeng crouched on the ground, looking at the torn apart golden chairs.

The rays of light are no longer as dazzling as before, but are strong and weak. Among them, the most golden light is a square golden chair.

Qingfeng held it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly, he felt the kind feeling of lying on the chair before, even more deeply than before.

(End of this chapter)