Chapter 699: World’s Beautiful Man is a Cauldron LXXXVII

Wen Ying didn’t often appear in the city at the border. Instead, she ate in the open air and drank the dew. Fortunately, the Nascent soul monk was strong and had endless energy, so she didn’t feel tired at all. The reason for surviving in the wild is naturally that it is more convenient. Anyway, she has no requirements for spiritual stones, but she lacks the inner elixir to advance Nineteenth and the refining materials for Xiao Ding.

It is precisely because of this that she will often save the training team in distress. She killed many fifth- and sixth-level monsters by herself, and she even encountered one at the seventh level, which immediately greatly reduced the pressure on the rear.

Xiao Ding’s white ball floated out of the cauldron’s body, and touched the animal bones she had cleaned in fascination, “It would be better if there was an inner elixir......”.

Nineteen pulled out the inner elixir from the beast’s corpse and ate it clean in two clicks without any scruples.

Xiao Ding: “...”

Xiao Ding may have been abandoned by others and wandered alone for hundreds of years. He liked to throw good things into his stomach when he found them, and he didn’t care whether they were used or not. Wen Ying had never thought about letting him change this. After all, the fear in his heart could not be eliminated immediately, and it felt safe doing so, so she let it be happy.

It happened that Nineteen didn’t like water very much. He kept screaming and trying to hide, but he didn’t dare to really hide. She could only hold him by the mane and rinse it, then shake his head when he felt uncomfortable.

After washing, Wen Ying wiped his water-stained mane and claws. His fierce gaze when facing the monster was watery now, as if he had been bullied, which was very pitiful. She couldn’t help but chuckle.

She threw a pill into his mouth and scratched his chin to comfort him.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound a hundred miles away, and the aura of a high-level monster was approaching. Nineteen suppressed a low roar and quickly rushed to Wen Ying’s side. Wen Ying already had a tacit understanding with him. She jumped on his back, lowered her head and whispered in his ear: “Go south, let’s hide first.”

Every time she spoke to him like this, her warm breath would blow behind his ear, and the faint fragrance of her body would also pass through.

Nineteen moved his ears, and Wen Ying thought he had an itch and rubbed it for him.

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