And a small black grass sealed in an amber-like substance.

After looking at it for a long time, Qin Feng didn't see what it was.

Taking out the Transformation Pill and the black grass, Qin Feng fell into deep thought.

If you guessed correctly, this should be the ring of an alchemy master.

"Do you still have this thing? I'll exchange it for you with something else."

Reaching out and pinching Lan Qi's beautiful slender fish tail, Qin Feng asked.

Lan Qi's pretty face was slightly red and her head was lowered.

"These are the collections of Lord Poseidon. I took one secretly while Lord Poseidon was sleeping."

Hearing this, Qin Feng was stunned and looked at Lan Qi in his arms with a shy face.

Who is this girl?

He was actually able to take things away from the ninth-level Poseidon.

He seems a bit brave.

Being stared at by Qin Feng, Lan Qi looked slightly flustered.

The man's breath was vaguely blowing on her cheeks, which made her feel a little confused inside.

So shy.

Talk.

It seems like you are being held now?

Lan Qi felt that her head was extremely hot. She stared at Qin Feng's deep eyes. She closed her beautiful eyes and blinked her eyelashes slightly from time to time.

Qin Feng smiled, silently took out a piece of roasted gluten and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

The wild beasts and mermaids of the Western Continent are pure in character and yearn for poignant and romantic love.

Even if you are tortured by humans in every possible way, it is difficult to change the DNA that is engraved in your bones.

He spent a lot of money to save her just because he wanted to use her to explore the resources on the seabed.

Equivalent exchange, each gets what he needs.

"Don't steal things from now on, just pick some small spiritual plants." Qin Feng reached out and flicked the other person's forehead, and Qin Feng showed a smile.

"Yes, husband!"

Nodding obediently, Lan Qi opened his eyes and looked directly at Qin Feng chewing the gluten in his mouth.

Reaching out and patting the other party's cold fish body, Lan Qi shyly jumped into the water and turned around to leave.

After watching the other party disappear, Qin Feng played with the medicine bottle in his hand and the smile on his face faded.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel poked its head out and furtively looked at the porcelain vase in Qin Feng's hand, with a look of longing on its plump little face.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked his head, and Qin Feng couldn't help but curl his lips.

I have been guarding against this little guy.

"Hey! Fake medicine!"

"snort."

"You want to trick me into opening it and then eat it secretly, right?"

Qin Feng pinched the fat cheek of the treasure-hunting squirrel hard.

This little fat mouse.

My brain is getting brighter and brighter lately.

"Haw!"

“I didn’t lie to the owner!”

"There really is a fake medicine! It's mixed with several pills."

The treasure-hunting squirrel angrily broke away from Qin Feng's restraints and pointed at the medicine bottle with his little short finger with a puzzled look on his face.

"Then tell me which one it is?" Seeing the treasure-hunting squirrel's expression, Qin Feng gradually became serious.

Little Fat Rat is quite reliable at critical moments. Since the other party says there are fake medicines, then there must be.

"If you dare to eat it secretly, don't expect me to give you dried fruit in the future." Qin Feng, who was sitting on the bluestone, said a harsh word and then opened the medicine bottle.

The treasure-hunting squirrel had a frustrated expression on his face, and he stuck out his plump head and sniffed the medicine bottle.

The owner is so bad!

It's a waste of time to cover him with a thin quilt!

After smelling it for a long time, the treasure-hunting squirrel looked hesitant. Soon, she pointed at a few pills.

"Xiao Fei, boss, I treat you very well. You have everything you need to eat and drink."

After saying something vicissitudes of life, Qin Feng took out dozens of dried fruits to appease the treasure-hunting squirrel.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel nodded its plump head firmly.

Taking out the eight problematic elixirs pointed out by the treasure-hunting squirrel, Qin Feng squeezed them hard, and a crystal blue transformation elixir was broken, revealing its internal structure.

A faint fishy smell spread from it, and Qin Feng frowned at the sight of the colorful snake-like residue, his expression extremely gloomy.

This is not a transformation pill, it’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing! A seventh-level poison pill!

If a pet eats this, wouldn't it mean that he will die?

Feel free to throw it into the sea in front of you.

In an instant, this area of ​​​​the sea was dyed with a terrifying scarlet luster.

Countless fish and shrimps floated to the sea foaming at the mouth.

"Haw!"

Arrogantly, he stretched out his short hand and patted his chest. The treasure-hunting squirrel had an arrogant look on his face.

"Okay, let's go back and reward you."

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng put away the remaining seven fake elixirs and the real ones.

He is indeed a strong man from ancient times.

Even if you die, you still have to trick people.

Sighing, Qin Feng walked towards the cliff.

Walked some distance.

Soon a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision, a campfire, a salted fish, and a thin figure.

It seemed extremely lonely.

He's the seventh-level fish-fried boss!

After a moment of silence, Qin Feng quietly walked up, skillfully took out a pot of iris snake soup and hung it on the campfire.

Glancing at Qin Feng faintly, Amakusa Xuanyu's eyes fell on Xianyu on the ground.

"Big fish fryer, let's have some soup. What's so delicious about salted fish?"

Qin Feng took out a wooden spoon and handed it over.

Glancing at Qin Feng, Amakusa Xingyu slowly took the wooden spoon and elegantly scooped up the iris snake soup in front of him to taste it carefully.

Looking at the expression of the girl in front of him, Qin Feng quickly showed a look of disappointment.

Expressionless.

Even dumber than Dumb.

After finishing a pot of iris snake soup, Amakusa Genyu patted his slender belly and stretched out his hand to signal for another pot.

Hanging up the pot again, Qin Feng decided to make the other party's stomach comfortable tonight.

It's called brushing the favorability factor for short.

The mysterious wild beast underground asked me to find a helper. Isn't this the one?

It feels easier to fool.

One pot…

Erguo…

After dozens of pots, the other person's stomach is like a bottomless pit and he can't get enough.

Putting down the wooden spoon, he gracefully took out a handkerchief to wipe his lips. Amakusa Genha casually carved a few words on the wooden board: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
To be continued...