Mo Jiuling was still squatting on the ground, looking at it with interest, "Thousand-year-old raccoon dog."
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog pounced on its fruit crazily and hid the fruit one by one in the hole of the tree.
Running back and forth and jumping around, his anxious attitude is very funny.
It's a pity that Mo Jiuling made the hole too big. He opened it several times, but the fruit still rolled out.
In the end, the thousand-year-old raccoon dog looked at the red fruits on the ground and was stunned for a moment. Then he turned his head and glared at Mo Jiuling in protest, hugging the fruits on the ground with his front paws, protecting them all behind him.
Mo Jiuling picked one up casually, wiped it clean with her sleeve robe, and started eating casually.
The sound was so loud that it almost broke the heart of the thousand-year-old raccoon dog.
The fur trembled slightly along with the body, and a pair of round eyes stared at the person who had robbed the fruit full of resentment.
The big tail behind him swept twice more, sweeping the red fruits scattered around him a little further away.
"The Thousand-year-old raccoon dog is the most stingy and likes to hide things by itself, especially its food and snacks. This beast's IQ is all used in hiding things and eating. In addition to escaping quickly, it has no other offensive power."
The Thousand-year-old raccoon dog understood that the other party was scolding him, and his aggrieved face almost bulged, his claws were clenched tightly, and he seemed to have the urge to fight.
"However," the voice changed, "it's not without its merits. This beast has a sharp nose and is the best at digging for treasures. Every time it goes to a new place, the good things around it cannot escape its claws."
The Thousand-year-old raccoon dog thought for a moment and raised his pointed nose proudly as if to praise himself.
Mu Lingbo stared at this overly human creature, "Doesn't that mean that where it is, all the good things are gone?"
Mo Jiuling said slowly, "That's right. This area looks remote, but in fact it has abundant spiritual energy and fertile soil, which is especially suitable for the growth of Xiaoxiang fruit. However, I searched for miles around, but there was not one, and finally I found it.
This thing."
The claws of the thousand-year-old raccoon dog were raised and held alternately like a human hand, giving a disapproving glance.
Xiaoxiang fruit? Although this is not as precious as the Bodhi fruit among spiritual fruits, it is still of the highest quality.
After all, the Bodhi class is already close to the level of Immortal Fruit.
Mu Lingbo opened his mouth slightly. He didn't expect this little guy to have hidden so many Xiaoxiang fruits. He was like a small treasury in the animal world.
She opened her eyes wide and sighed to the thousand-year-old raccoon dog, "Do you know how much your collection can be sold for!!!"
Thousand-year-old raccoon dog continued to be dismissive.
Mo Jiuling glanced at her faintly, "Are you going to sell such a delicious thing? Among the spiritual fruits, there is no one that tastes better."
Mu Lingbo exclaimed, "How can such a useful thing be eaten as a snack? I'm not a raccoon dog."
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog ‘嘤嘤嘤’ expressed dissatisfaction with being shot.
"However, it can be used as a snack for Xiaobao." Mu Lingbo touched his chin and thought about it.
Seeing that these two people were planning to save its small treasury, Qian Qianrao already had a premonition that it would not be able to save it.
It stood resolutely and decided to defend its treasure to the death!
Mo Jiuling looked at the thousand-year-old raccoon dog with a calculating smile, "Don't you think it's actually more valuable than these fruits?"
With the thousand-year-old raccoon dog, are you worried that you won’t be able to find other fruits?
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog felt what the other person's eyes conveyed, and felt that his life might not be guaranteed.
The fruit can be stolen back, but the life of the raccoon dog is hard to predict.
