Make it clear, don't think about it, these are not yours.
Then he stood up and walked towards the place where the brown eagle had placed things at the entrance of the cave.
This cave is huge, so it is inevitable that the wind will swoosh in, and the wind and waves with dampness and muddy smell will blow in like this.
Fortunately, Chu Ci is a wind attribute magic, so the impact is not very big.
It's just that the cool breeze outside blows the little white hairs that have finally dried down on her body slightly. It was originally a little fluffy hair ball that was blown more like a ball at the moment, round and slightly blown by the wind and waves outside. Can't open his eyes.
Those beautiful eyes squinted slightly, and his little round ears moved.
Fisie watched as he raised his hand and stuffed the little furball into his arms, blocking the wind and waves, and then squatted down and looked at the things in front of him.
The Brown Eagle's efficiency is high, and the things it looks for are complete.
I don't know where I got the fruits, and some medicinal materials that are somewhat lingering.
Fisie squatted and looked at these medicinal materials, and a thoughtful light flashed across his eyes.
In fact, there is a more serious problem.
That is, as a race that is hardly injured and has a strong self-recovery ability, it is reasonable to say that he has basically never recovered his body with such things as foreign herbs.
Therefore, there is very little inheritance in this aspect, and I can only barely identify how many kinds of herbs are there, which one is in it, and the dosage for such a small hair ball, but if you say it again For other things, he really doesn't understand much.
In theory, he could use these herbs to cure this little hair ball.
Finally, looking at the little hairball in his arms, Fisie took the herbs in his hand, and then lit a black flame at his fingertips, wrapping these herbs inside.
In an instant, these herbs made a sizzling sound, and the water vapor in the herbs was instantly evaporated by Fisie's flame.
In the end it turned into a black liquid, twisting and struggling slightly in the bright black flames of Fessy.
At the same time, it made a piercing sound, and continued to evaporate black smoke.
Although these herbs looked awkward, they were spirit grasses that grew in the Mar Forest. They looked so unremarkable, but it was a sky-high price to pick one out.
At this moment, Fei Xi used his own flame to carefully extract the most essential part of the spirit grass, and the whole cave was filled with a faint herbal aroma.
After such a whole day of noisy, the sky outside was already dark, and the black flame in Fei's hand exuded a faint light.
Chu Ci just lay on his other arm, with two small paws hanging down on his forearm, his body was so hugged and surrounded by him, his small round ears moved slightly, and his eyes were like Somewhat curiously looking at what Fissy was doing.
In fact, it’s nothing special. It’s just that Fissi’s flames have the ability to burn clean filth. And because it’s these spirit grasses, it’s easy to extract the things in the spirit grass. Things.
This one is the only part in the front that needs special attention from Fei Xi to control his overly powerful flame.