The little pink pig purred from its mouth, as if cursing Ling Han.
"Sexy Pig, if there is any other precious medicine here, please take us to find it." Ling Han said, this pig is surprisingly useful.
The little pink pig ignored him and buried itself into Huanxue's chest, leaving only one fat and round butt exposed.
After seeing this, I really can’t control myself, I want to have a roast suckling pig.
"Xiao Zhuzhu, the young master is a master of alchemy, so if you know where there is any treasure, you'd better tell the young master." Huan Xue said at the side.
The little pink pig turned around, looked at Ling Han up and down, and immediately put his feet up in the air and purred, his mockery was very obvious.
Ling Han couldn't help but was speechless. When he was in the Alchemy Association, no one would respectfully call him Master Ling, but now, he was laughed at by a lustful and lazy pig.
Speaking of which, this pig is really weird.
The higher the strength of the monster, the more civilized its wisdom. For example, Monkey Brother can even speak human language. If he doesn't still have a monkey head and brain, what difference does he have from a human being?
But this pig obviously has no strength, but it seems to be invincible, and it is also very intelligent, which is really weird.
"Okay, little piggy, just help the young master." Huanxue said again.
The little pink pig suddenly shivered, as if he couldn't bear the gentle words of the beauty, and his bones all went numb.
It stretched out its hoof and pointed in one direction, and Ling Han and Huan Xue immediately moved forward.
After walking for a while, they discovered an old ginseng plant.
This is a yellow ginseng plant that is five or six hundred years old and full of vitality.
"A great replenishing thing!" Ling Han's eyes shone. Although he already had five Phoenix King Biguos, after entering the blood exchange realm, there were still two or three transformations. The more treasures the better.
"Fat Pig, you are quite familiar with this place!" Ling Han said. If he and Huan Xue were to search for it, given the remoteness of the place where this old ginseng plant grows, they would not be able to find it for two or three months.
I really can't tell. This perverted pig doesn't bother to lie down on the ground after walking a few steps. How can he know this place so well?
"From now on, I'll call you Treasure Hunting Pig." Ling Han said with a smile.
The little pink pig looked scornful, showing great disdain for this title.
"Then what's your name?" Ling Han asked.
The little pink pig tilted its head and made a purring sound, looking extremely arrogant.
He's quite good at stage-managing.
"Forget it, let's call you a perverted pig or a lazy pig." Ling Han gave up on naming the pig.
Under Huanxue's gentle words, the little pink pig pointed out the direction again, but this time, it led the two of them towards the top of Daqing Mountain.
After walking halfway up the mountain, Ling Han frowned.
There was a terrible pressure that made his heart tremble, and Huanxue was even more unbearable, with cold sweat dripping from his body and trembling constantly.
At this moment, a purple light suddenly flashed around Ling Han's neck, and the pressure suddenly decreased a lot.
Hey, it’s this purple pendant again.
This Li Changdan was really lucky to have picked up such a treasure, but the other party's luck obviously stopped when it came to his bad luck, otherwise he wouldn't have died in his hands.
Ling Han scratched his head. He had both super luck and super bad luck attributes at the same time. If someone messed with him, it was definitely the bad luck attributes that were at work.
"Huanxue, don't leave anymore." He said. The little maid couldn't resist such pressure at all.
Huan Xue stopped as she was told. She really couldn't leave. She was able to persist until now because Ling Han was by her side. This turned into a strong belief.
The little pink pig stared at Ling Han and said that it was his neck.
Phew, it pounced towards Ling Han.
It's just that... it obviously overestimated its jumping ability, and it only jumped half the distance before it fell from the air.
"Goo!" It made a sound like a killing pig, but it could not prevent it from falling heavily to the ground.
Huanxue's feet were already weak and it was impossible to take action. Ling Han was able to catch the little lazy pig in time, but a perverted pig rushed towards him. He was so sick that he was sick to death. How could he catch it?
Bang, the little pink pig fell to the ground, motionless.
"Little piggy!" Huanxue shouted quickly.
"Don't worry, you won't die." Ling Han said with a smile, this guy can even withstand the force of his punch, how could he fall and die?
But the pig didn't move at all.
"Don't pretend to be pitiful, get up and do business quickly." Ling Han used his foot to poke at it.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" He turned over and found that the fat pig was already asleep and snoring.
Can you fall asleep after just a fall?
You are a pig!
Well, it is indeed a pig.
However, after being pushed by Ling Han, the little pink pig also woke up. It stared at Ling Han...'s neck again, its eyes glowing.
"What, you covet my treasure?" Ling Han laughed and took off the purple pendant. He was also curious about the origin of this thing.
The little pink pig came over to look at it, smelled it with its nose, and then made an action that drove Ling Han crazy.
It spit at the purple pendant.
Depend on!
Ling Han quickly took the pendant back: "Fat pig, do you believe I will beat you to death?"
The little pink pig suddenly showed disdain, as if Uncle Pig was not afraid of you at all.
It seemed that in the eyes of this pig, the purple pendant was not considered a treasure, so it just looked at it curiously, and then... spit in disgust.
This pig is absolutely weird.
"Huanxue, you wait here, I will take this fat pig up." Ling Han said.
When the little pink pig heard this, he immediately spread his limbs and put his hands on Huan Xue's thigh, making it clear that he would not follow Ling Han.
This is disgusting.
Ling Han didn't care and caught the little pink pig forcefully.
This perverted pig was very durable, but its strength was extremely weak. It couldn't stand up to Ling Han, and it screamed in agony.
Ling Han continued walking towards the mountain with the little pink pig. The purple pendant around his neck glowed, resisting the pressure of the mountain. Even so, the further up the mountain, the more terrifying the pressure became. Soon Ling Han also
Start sweating.
Kakaka, his joints were making violent noises. This should not be some formation, but the breath left by the strong. There is no way to break it. If you are strong, you can match or ignore such pressure.
If you are not strong enough, then you will have to lie down.
On the other hand, the little pink pig acted as if nothing had happened, as if it was immune to such pressure.
The fat pig glanced at Ling Han from time to time, his eyes full of ridicule and contempt.
"One day, I will make you into a roast pig!" Ling Han said.
"Cuckoo!" the little pink pig retorted, even though it could only cry like this when it came back and forth.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Ling Han carried the little pink pig and continued walking. The terrifying pressure became stronger and stronger, and his speed became slower and slower. His joints cracked like fried broad beans.
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