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Chapter 201 Slag has no bottom line

There was silent all around, not even the wind, as quiet as a grave.

Su Qinwu felt a chill on her back and secretly used her spiritual sense to explore, but the spiritual race, humans and demon races were different. As long as they transformed back into their original form and took root in the soil, no one could notice it.

It's really a race that is naturally suitable for assassination.

Fortunately, although the Spirit Clan stared at her, it did not obstruct her actions or secretly attacked her.

This made Su Qinwu feel relieved.

In the original work, Ye Ling was strongly obstructed by the spirit race when he first entered the Fourteenth Domain. No matter where he went, the spirit race would come out to attack him.

Stepping on the ground, the roots below the ground will rush out and wrap around his feet.

Standing on the treetops, the poisonous fruit will attack his face.

Even the most inconspicuous grass on weekdays would quietly cut his shoes and send toxins into his blood.

Ye Ling set fire to the mountain in anger, and the spiritual race calmed down.

Compared to Ye Ling, she is much better, otherwise she would not have as many trump cards as Ye Ling, and she might be killed at any time.

When the moon is in the middle of the sky, we finally arrive at the top of the mountain.

Su Qinwu could no longer walk and sat on the stone.

Looking at the mountain, the horse died.

It's really miserable to cross mountains and rivers with two legs.

She should prepare a flying mount.

Su Qinwu let out a heavy breath, took out the water and spiritual fruit from the storage belt, and distributed half of it to the little white fox, and ate the rest by himself.

The little white fox took the spirit fruit and looked left and right, but there was no intention of putting it in his mouth.

Su Qinwu raised her eyebrows: "Don't like it? Want to eat spiritual chicken?"

The little white fox blinked.

Su Qinwu pulled his head: "Don't think about it, if you don't eat, you will have to be hungry."

Dongfang Hongyin silently took a bite of the fruit.

He had even eaten the leaves she gave him, what is Lingguo?

Su Qinwu was eating spiritual fruits and suddenly missed Lan Zeyi a little.

The last time I experienced the Tianxing Mountains with him is still vivid in my mind, but his people no longer know where they are.

Su Qinwu suddenly asked, "Fox, do you have anyone you miss?"

Dongfang Hongyin was slightly stunned and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to respond: "I..."

Suddenly remembering his "fox design", he quickly whipped a few times and covered up the previous words.

"Is it meaningful to be so nervous?"

Su Qinwu gently stroked his fur, "But fox, you have to keep your eyes open and don't be fooled by good-looking men, do you know? They are very likely to be scumbags."

Dongfang Hongyin looked up at her, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

Is this saying that he is a scumbag?

Su Qinwu thought the little white fox was protesting and taught him earnestly: "You are still young and don't understand. When a man is a scumbag, there is no bottom line."

Just like Ye Ling, she is simply an animal who can only use half-body thinking.

Having said that, does Ye Ling have a harem of the fox clan?

Su Qinwu recalled it carefully and it really happened.

It seems to be a nine-tailed heavenly fox, whose name is Dongfang Fantasy Silk.

Ye Linghou - the women in the palace, each of them has their own characteristics and expertise.

Xiaoyu in the first domain has the most simple and best cooking skills; Xiaodanxian in the fifth domain has the slenderest willow waist and powerful alchemy ability; red peony in the fourteen domains is the most gorgeous and charming body fragrance, while Oriental Fantasy Silk is the most charming and surging chest!
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