The little girl suddenly felt unhappy after being yelled at by Yang Yi. She glanced at the purple-haired demon corpses lying on the ground, then glanced at Yang Yi, and her expression became a little more fierce.
This action made Yang Yi's heart tremble.
Seeing her like this, it was obvious that those purple-haired demons came to snatch this top-quality blood spirit grass from her, and then they were all killed by her.
The next second, his face was filled with a smile, his hands were swinging, and he said sincerely: "I didn't mean that, I meant I want to eat this too, but I can give you something in exchange, do you agree?"
?”
After Yang Yi finished speaking, the little girl still held onto the Blood Spirit Grass tightly without any movement.
Yang Yi took out a colorful dragon's breath fruit from his arms and handed it over: "Have you ever eaten this fruit? Is it delicious? Is it fragrant? How about I trade it with you?"
The little girl still didn't move.
Yang Yi himself felt that exchanging the Colorful Dragon's Breath Fruit for the Blood Spirit Grass was outrageous, but he was unwilling to give up so easily with the Blood Spirit Grass right in front of him.
So I took out another box.
"Can I exchange two boxes for one?" he said softly.
The little girl just glanced at him, but he still didn't move.
"How about I tell you the number?" Seeing that the little girl was indifferent, Yang Yi simply took out two large boxes and put them on the ground and said, "There are a total of more than twenty here. Let's exchange for the blood spirit in your hand.
Is there enough grass?”
Looking at the two boxes of colorful asparagus fruits, the little girl showed a hint of melancholy in her eyes.
For her, she has eaten this kind of blood spirit grass many times, and it is no longer that delicious. She can only feel that her strength continues to grow after eating it every time.
This was the first time she had eaten this fruit. Although it was not as spiritual as the grass, it tasted very good, especially there was a taste that filled her with nostalgia and temptation.
If she could speak or told Yang Yi these words, Yang Yi would probably stop the transaction immediately.
Because the breath contained in the colorful dragon's breath fruit is only dragon's breath, to put it bluntly, it is the blood of the dragon.
According to legend, except for those ferocious beasts that hunt dragons for food, it is estimated that no one would bother the dragons.
The dragon's breath contained in the colorful dragon's breath fruit is just a trace of blood, and the thing that contains the most blood is the living being.
If this little girl is completely obsessed with the smell of dragon's breath, it is likely to bring a catastrophe to the dragon clan.
Seeing the melancholy look in the little girl's eyes, Yang Yi felt hopeful, so he quickly took out two more boxes and continued to add:
"I won't tell you anything else. This is all my inventory. If I have more, I won't have it anymore. Can you please tell me your attitude?"
Yang Yi said helplessly at this time, "This colorful dragon's breath fruit tastes very good, and it also contains blood. It is a holy product for beauty and beauty."
The little girl hesitated for a moment when she saw this scene, and finally spoke for a long time before uttering one word: "Okay..."
While speaking, she nodded subconsciously.
After all, language can only be mastered through learning.
Even if this little girl is a genius and no one has said anything to her in her life, she will not learn even a word.
She shouldn't have lived here since she was born. Is this her home?
Yang Yi thought of this and set his sights on another small crystal coffin.
He guessed that such a small coffin was definitely not prepared for him by the great master of the Yin and Yang Realm of Liangyi.
When he thought of this, Yang Yi suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
But seeing the little girl hand the Blood Spirit Grass to him, he still took it, then pushed all the colorful Dragon Breath Fruits on the ground, turned around and prepared to run away:
"I've been out for too long, so it's time to go back. It's been so fun getting to know and play with you today. We'll meet again next time if we have the chance."
After Yang Yi said this, he turned around and hurriedly walked outside the Crystal Palace.
She wanted to leave this scary place and the unknown little girl as quickly as possible, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble due to long nights and dreams.
But before he could reach the palace gate, he felt a sudden spin, followed by a loud rumbling sound.
The next second, Yang Yi saw a huge stream of water rushing towards him and rushing him back to the inner hall.
Moreover, the water not only smells fishy, but also has a salty taste.
Yang Yi was shocked, these are all sea water.
…
Above Fuxian Lake under the moonlight.
An old man in robes opened a huge crack in the void, and then a golden light poured down from the crack, covering the entire Fuxian Lake.
It's like a huge golden bowl holding it in place.
At this moment, a terrifying aura appeared, and it disappeared quickly, and then a gloomy face appeared, filled with thick murderous aura. The person who came was none other than Zhao Tianfeng, the leader of the thirty-sixth gate of the Demon Slayer Pavilion.
Seeing Zhao Tianfeng coming, the old man cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhao, the Demon Slayer Pavilion actually sent you here. It seems that they attach great importance to the eradication of the black-haired demons."
"Elder Sun, what you said is wrong. Killing demons and slaying demons is the duty of our Qijue."
Zhao Tianfeng hugged the old man and said modestly, "Because my first disciple is also in Fuxian Lake, I was worried about him, so I came over to take a look myself."
"Could it be that Zhao's chief disciple is Lei Minghua, the genius of Demon Slayer Pavilion?"
The elder asked.
He saw that Zhao Tianfeng's face was so gloomy, presumably no one except this genius would make him so nervous.
"Yes." Zhao Tianfeng nodded and said.
"I just brought down the Haotian Mirror of our Wuyin Sect and have controlled the entire Fuxian Lake. Now I have trapped all the demons in it, but I haven't found the location of the black-haired demon yet. If I go
The leader is worried about the safety of his disciples, so you can go in and search for yourself."
Elder Sun of the Wuyin Sect said.
The Haotian Mirror is the third-ranked artifact in the Divine Weapon Book, so it is naturally impossible for it to be taken down the mountain gate at will.
But you can use this method to directly channel its divine power.
"I happen to have this idea as well. When other powerful sects arrive later, I would like to ask Elder Sun to help me tell them where I am going."
After Zhao Tianfeng said these words, he flew directly to Fuxian Lake.
He flew over Fuxian Lake, and the sacred stone scanned every plant and tree in Fuxian Lake, never falling down anywhere.
For those who are powerful enough to seek the truth from the sky, using divine stones to search within a fixed area has almost the same effect as the immortal method of clairvoyance and wind ears.
After a while, he saw Lei Minghua's figure on the lakeside on an island.
The moment he saw Lei Minghua, Zhao Tianfeng's tense nerves relaxed a little.
"Master, you are here."
When Lei Minghua saw Zhao Tianfeng coming, he immediately stood up, bowed and said respectfully.
At this time, he was in an unusual embarrassment, not to mention the torn clothes on his body, there was still some blood on his face, and there were several major injuries on his body.
"There was a riot in Fuxian Lake, and you were able to stay safe? Why don't you leave here quickly?"
Zhao Tianfeng asked in a deep voice with a dark face.
Although his tone was stern, he still expressed concern.
"Master, this disciple is here to protect the Dharma for other junior disciples. There is another junior disciple whose whereabouts are still unknown, and the disciple is working hard to find his traces."
Lei Minghua answered simply.
"So that's it."
Zhao Tianfeng nodded after hearing this, and he agreed with his apprentice's approach in his heart. He had a strong sense of responsibility, and then asked, "Which sect are you a disciple of?"
"Yang Yi of Yuwumen." Lei Minghua replied quickly.
"What?" After Zhao Tianfeng heard the name, his expression couldn't help but change.
That was the only member of Yuwu Sect, Xiang Furong's only disciple.
Last time, it was just because someone robbed him of a few spiritual jades. As a result, Xiang Furong led him to kill Yunwumen. This matter had already spread throughout the entire Demon Slayer Pavilion. Although there was a suspicion of tampering, it was still possible.
It can be seen that Xiang Furong is very protective.
If his only disciple really died...
Thinking of this, Zhao Tianfeng felt a little scared.
Then he waved his hand and said immediately: "Keep looking for me."
