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With a rumbling sound, the thunderstorm fell, and there was no warning that a heavy rain appeared. It seemed that a huge thunder cloud floated from the distant sea of ​​the Nihai Sea, enveloped the entire city, followed by a pouring rain.

The waves are rolling, the gray waves are connected with the hazy sky, and the rain and mist are falling, making the bright and bright coastal city look like an oil painting splashed with water, fading and making people unable to see clearly.

On a rainy day, the little wild dragon is very happy. It is like a small crop, sucking the rain and dew full of thunder.

I wish you a lot of boredom.

Climate change is unexpected by the sea.

Originally, he planned to take Xiao Qingzhuo, who had woken up, to go away to challenge some more powerful demon spirits, but this ocean thunderstorm was poured out, and most creatures would hide in their nests and nowhere to be seen.

"Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang, stop sleeping!!" A hurried knock on the door sounded outside the door.

Zhu Minglang yawned. In this heavy rain, listening to the sound of the rain playing like a piano, what can I do if I don’t sleep?

"What's the matter?" Zhu Minglang said.

"A large group of white witch moths seemed to be shocked by this sudden ocean thunderstorm. Their wings were wet and could not fly. They were blown away by the strong wind and spread on the sea surface, sprinkled on the bay near our High Court like silver notes. Everyone is already catching them. Come quickly, if you miss it, you will lose a lot!" Hong Hao said excitedly.

"What is the White Witch Moth?" Zhu Minglang looked puzzled.

"I just heard from someone that this white witch moth is a very special nocturnal creature in Nihai. Their wings will absorb the moonlight when the moonlight is full and grow something like a stamen on their tails. So a white witch moth is equivalent to a stamen of a moonlight. You won't know what the price of the moonlight is sold in the market, right?" Hong Hao said.

"I know this, the problem is that there are so many people in the entire Dragon Training Court and the Man City. Everyone is catching these white witch moths. How many can we catch?" Zhu Minglang doesn't like blind obedience very much.

"Brother, I think you'd better go with me to see it. You'll never say that after seeing it. It must be this thunderstorm that destroyed the wood nests of these white witch moths, so many that you can't describe!" Hong Hao said.

After holding an umbrella, Zhu Minglang just followed Hong Hao to see the so-called white witch moth scene.

"If you go, why are you holding a blue pillow? You are planning to go to Yuting to sleep!" Hong Hao said angrily.

"Well, this is my newly raised little firefly spirit." Zhu Minglang said.

"..." Hong Hao looked at it carefully and found that a pair of big elf eyes suddenly appeared on the exquisite blue velvet pillow!

He's really an elf!

When you close your eyes, it is indeed like a beautiful round pillow.

"It's more clingy, just take it with you." Zhu Minglang said helplessly.

Although Oye Jiao was born in a newborn, he was more mature and self-reliant. After Zhu Minglang fed some beef, he washed his scales in the thunderstorm.

Rain with a scent of thunder and lightning can nourish dragons and also sharpen their young scales. In short, the little wild dragon looks very diligent and independent.

Xiaoyingling is completely different.

Must be hugged.

When he heard the thunder, he hid in Zhu Minglang's arms, and his eyes didn't dare to open, let alone those pointed ears, which drooped completely and turned into a small ball of hair.

Zhu Minglang had no choice but to hold it and walk around.

Fortunately, after a few days of small cultivation, Xiaoyingling and Little Ye Jiao are growing up healthily. If their bodies grow a little longer, Zhu Minglang can strengthen the spirit resources, so that they can enter the next growth stage earlier and move towards the transformation of dragons.

"White Witch Moth, you, the Firefly Spirit, should be considered the same type of elf." Mr. Koi floated out and did not swim in the air as usual.

"Mr. Koi knows the White Witch Moth?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"The little lives that absorb the essence of heaven and earth are very rare. White Witch Moth usually has a breath in wetland forests and islands. If there are only one or two, in fact, with your current level of cultivation, there is indeed no need to waste that time to capture it. But if it is in groups, the situation will be different. Xiaobai does not need the energy of the moon..." said Mr. Koi.

"Well, although I don't know when they will break out of their cocoon, it's better to prepare some of these difficult-to-collect spiritual resources for them in advance." Zhu Minglang said.

"Zhu Minglang, can you move the umbrella to me? Is it appropriate for you to let me get cold rain like this?" Mr. Koi said angrily.

Zhu Minglang looked at the golden little koi hiding under his umbrella...

That, are fish still afraid of getting wet from the rain?

In the end, Zhu Minglang had to move a little bit and block the rain for Mr. Koi.

Hong Hao, who was walking in front, looked back at Zhu Minglang, his face full of doubt.

Zhu Minglang raised young spirits one by one is more weird than the other.

A pillow, a flying fish...

"Is there any other ability in addition to extracting spiritual energy?" asked Mr. Koi.

"I have also tried these days, but I haven't noticed it yet." Zhu Minglang said.

"Pop~" Xiao Yingling suddenly rubbed against Zhu Minglang's arms, and raised an ear, pointing at a small peninsula in the High Court like an arrow.

"It seems to have discovered something it is interested in," said Mr. Koi.

Even the knowledgeable and talented Mr. Koi doesn’t know much about this firefly spirit, but it has the same idea as Zhu Minglang. The value of the little firefly spirit is definitely beyond that of the Lei Gong Dragon and the young dragon. Its ability is really too special. If you cultivate it carefully, you will be a portable spiritual energy cloud well!

"Go and have a look." Zhu Minglang said.

Zhu Minglang did not follow Hong Hao anymore, but walked to the High Court Peninsula according to Xiao Yingling's wishes.

When he walked here, Zhu Minglang had already seen the gray sea surface covered with a layer of wet white, like cotton, and looked very spectacular.

Under the strong rainstorm, you can see these cotton-like white witch moths trying to fly into the air from time to time, but they were ruthlessly knocked down. Their bodies were as light as paper and they would not sink into the ocean, so they all floated on the sea slapped by the rain.

"Bobobo!"

The little firefly spirit became even more excited. It actually jumped out of Zhu Minglang's arms and jumped towards an island pond in the peninsula.

At the same time, Zhu Minglang saw that all the blue velvets were lit up, radiating the flowing light like water.

Zhu Minglang followed quickly, secretly wondering.

The little guy obviously couldn't see his legs, so how could he jump so happily? Is it because of the round little meat on his belly?
Chapter completed!