"Yes, it seems that it is true. This thunder beast is not an ordinary eight level monster. It should have escaped from that place." Mo Kongyuan knew he was asking about xiaoyingu mountain, and he put up his smile and solemnly said.

"Yes, even I looked away. I wanted to let Tianying try my hand, but I almost got a big loss." Lin Cangbai nodded and said.

"Let's talk about it in the car. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Have a good chat." Mo Kongyuan said, obviously do not want to let outsiders know too many secrets.

"Well, we'll talk about it on the way." Knowing this, Lin Cangbai took the lead in walking towards the carriage.

Zhou Zhidong looks at the two people's backs, and has mixed feelings in his heart.

What strength is Xiao Tianying? He saw it with his own eyes. What strength should his master be? And that all the way up there is no less than their own white eyed bad old man actually with his friendship is not shallow, and what strength?

What is his identity? Mr. Lin and Mr. mo. Zhou Zhidong silently recited the names of the two men in his mind. He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his chin suddenly fell off.

Fortunately, fortunately, I still remember the emperor's advice. I didn't dare to be too disrespectful all the way. But thinking of his white eyes, Zhou Zhidong's heart fell down again, and I don't know if he will hold grudges.

As a guardian of a country, I don't think I'm so stingy. Zhou Zhidong thought of comforting himself, but his heart was full of ups and downs, and he couldn't get to the real place.

Ling Chuxi looked at Zhou Zhidong's tangled appearance and naturally guessed his mind. Ling Chuxi went to the side of Zhou Zhidong, laughed and comforted: "general Zhou, you can make more delicious meals. The old man's life is here. " With that, Ling Chuxi walked away regardless of Zhou Zhidong's convulsive mouth. Zhou Zhidong stood in his place, seriously thinking about Ling Chuxi's words, and finally came to the conclusion that it was really that. But, Miss Ling, it seems that your lifeblood is the same? Zhou Zhidong blinked and thought seriously.

"Thunderbolt, it's a thunderbolt." At this time, Jiang Wuji and Li Shaoqiu, two living treasures, rushed over and watched the thunder beast on the ground that could not die any more.

"I didn't expect to see thunder beast in such a place. I heard that this Unicorn can bring back the dead. Brother Jiang, do you have a knife?" Li Shaoqiu asked with glowing eyes. However, he saw that Jiang Wuji did not know where to find a knife. However, he did not put the knife at the single horn, but found a place to peel it.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?" Li Shaoqiu asked in doubt.

"This is the eighth level monster. When did you eat it? It's too bad not to taste it. You say it's better to eat it roasted or stewed. " Jiang Wuji raised his head, asked in distress, and then continued to cut.

"This Or stew it. The meat is a little old. " Li Shaoqiu gaped and thought for a long time.

Ling Chuxi a head of black line, so big a table is not full, still want to eat? Eat, eat, die.

But frankly speaking, Ling Chuxi is also interested in the meat quality of the eight stage monster.

Lazy to pay attention to these two living treasures, Ling Chuxi cut off the one horn with a sword, put it away, and returned to the carriage. No matter whether the legend is true or not, it's not a bad thing to bring a horn down. If it's true, you can make money. If it's fake, it can also be used as medicine.

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