Besides, even if she doesn't use it, Xin Yue and Pan Niang can definitely use it.
Not being polite to Mo Zishang at the moment, he put the Ningling Fruit into the tail space, and then helped Mo Zishang pick the fruit on his own, while Fu Xi was wandering around.
The aura of this Purple Spiritual Garden is extremely abundant, and the spiritual fruits and celestial grasses here grow quite well, but Fuxi yawned as he looked at them, as if these things did not attract him at all.
Soon, Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang picked the Spirit Condensing Fruit, said goodbye to Xu Qinghan, and the three of them left the Purple Spirit Garden.
But none of the three of them noticed that behind them, Xu Qinghan smiled at them, and his smile was a little... weird.
When they returned to Qingyun Academy, the three of them still had to leave.
At the end of the journey, both Mo Zishang and Murong Feixue were unwilling to give up. The mysterious man didn't know if he would give up. If he still followed, wouldn't he have wasted an opportunity?
But what left the two of them speechless was that until they returned to Qingyun Academy, the mysterious man never appeared again.
After walking for a day, a round trip of one hundred and eighty miles, Murong Feixue's feet were almost swollen.
At the end of the day, Mo Zishang and Fu Xi didn't complain at all. Mo Zishang was fine, and his level of cultivation was still there.
But Fu Xi is obviously weaker than Murong Feixue, so how could it be okay?
Murong Feixue didn't notice it, but Mo Zishang took it seriously, and felt even more mysterious about Fu Xi.
The whole day's work was in vain, Murong Feixue rubbed her sore feet and returned to Baihua Building. The three girls were not there, only Bai Hu lazily yawned in the yard.
Seeing how lazy this guy was, Murong Feixue became extremely angry.
He was so busy working, but this guy actually enjoyed it so much.
Without saying anything, Murong Feixue stepped forward and kicked him.
Murong Feixue's kicks were also smooth. When she kicked in the past, she couldn't even tickle the white tiger hard enough. That was because her cultivation had not been integrated at that time.
In other words, Murong Feixue was just an ordinary person at that time. If an ordinary person kicked someone's eighth-level immortal beast, how would they react?
But it's different now. Murong Feixue has already integrated Murong Feixue's cultivation with his own soul on the way to Ziling Garden. In this way, he is still a step ahead of Murong Feixue's cultivation.
Already.
This kick was an angry kick from a master of the ninth level of Huang Realm.
When this kick hit the white tiger's butt, the white tiger, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, screamed in agony. The whole tiger was kicked up, smashed the fence in the yard, and rolled towards the fruit field.
Several somersaults.
Murong Feixue was stunned. Only at this moment did she realize that she was different from before. The power of this kick was beyond doubt.
After a while, the white tiger limped back and roared. It really wanted to see which blind bastard it was that dared to kick its uncle tiger's butt, and he did it so hard.
When the white tiger angrily rushed into the yard, it saw Murong Feixue standing there blankly, still keeping his legs outstretched.
The white tiger's roar suddenly turned into a whine.
It can take revenge on others at will, but this kick was kicked by its master, so where can it complain?
Murong Feixue smiled gratefully at Bai Hu and said, "It was a mistake. It was purely a mistake."
