Chapter 18:

Chapter 18
Lin Mu felt that Xuan Jing did not want to harm him.
He was silent for a while, hesitantly asked: "Really?"
"..." 晏玄景 is actually a bit uncertain.
It is said that the monsters that survived the great wilderness and have a certain status are mostly based on strength. Only a small part of the monsters can go long-term with their brains and special talents.
Like Yu Xuanjing, he was beaten up to a big age from an early age. He was tired of throwing him into the monster pile, and the monsters raised like a raiser accounted for the vast majority.
He is beaten and killed, and naturally it becomes stronger during the fight, unlike human beings who can still practice slowly.
To say how to become stronger, the basics that Xuanjing can think of are also fighting.
At the beginning, they were all beaten.
After the relatives played the mother-in-law, the mothers played other big monsters who came to the door. When they got tired, they threw him into the most chaotic area of ​​the wilderness, and then patted his butt.
By the time when Xuanjing can climb out from there, he can already be arrogant in most areas of the Great Wilderness.
Yan Xuanjing is so grown up. I have to ask him what kind of gentle and moderate method is strong. He really can't think of it.
But in the Great Wilderness, there are indeed many weak monsters. How are they living and how they are cultivated? It is not a good idea to know that the natural monster belongs to the upper monster.
He is still young, only five hundred years old.
Unlike his shackles, which are in their prime, it seems that there is no secret in the eyes of the whole world.
The nine-tailed fox said: "Different monsters have different methods."
Anyway, as a nine-tailed fox, he just played it out. The difference between fighting with animals and competing for territorial hunting is not much.
The monsters, who are self-contained, grow up with instinct, and are born to be demon, and almost all have elders.
As for those who are living outside, there are only a handful of them to survive.
Even if the living environment of the Central Plains is much better than the wilderness, there are not many situations like forest trees.
Yan Xuanjing thought for a while and said: "Thinking according to the blood of your monster, how will your father become bigger and stronger, how do you cultivate."
Lin Mu opened his mouth: "..."
How does his father become bigger and stronger?
... probably drinking more water and sunning.
There is also respiration of photosynthesis transpiration.
Lin Mu looked down at his feet with his thoughts.
No roots.
I looked at my hands again.
No chloroplasts.
Lin Mu thought about it and thought it wouldn't work.
Yan Xuanjing looked at the embarrassing look of Lin Mu, and paused for a moment, saying: "I really can't think of it, just fight first."
Lin Muwen began to look up and looked at Xuanjingjing with a little cautious temptation: "I don't have... the object that can be learned?"
The nine-tailed fox who understood the spirit stood up.
So Lin Mu smashed a beating.
Even if Xuanjing feels that he has released the water to the floodgates, the forest still has no power to fight back.
When the forest is completely powerless, the sky is already dark.
In the middle of the month, the moon is high.
There was no light in the yard, and the silver ash of the moon ran on the ground, dispelling the dimness in the courtyard, leaving a light enough to see things.
Yan Xuanjing looked at the ground and there were few good places left like a dead body, and the tip of his nose was too strong and bloody.
This blood is not as full of rust as the ordinary human beings, but pure and pure with his demon, like the grass gently swayed by the warm spring breeze, lightly rubbing the tip of the heart, leaving A piece of soft and loose.
I want to be close to him.
This feeling is much clearer and clearer than before.
From the storage ring of his own, Xuan Jingjing found out the traumatic medicine that he could not use. He felt a little incompetent to the forest with scars on his body.
It is too weak.
晏玄景面 expressionless, my heart is awkward.
He didn't use the demon power because of the injury. He could use the skill to make the forest like this.
"..."
It is too weak.
Xuanjing once again thought, taking advantage of the tragic nature of the trees, and vaguely doubted himself.
It seems that the start is too heavy.
However, the problem is not big, and the half demon can recover soon.
The nine-tailed fox thought about it, ripped off the clothes of the forest and gave him medicine.
The forest was smashed by the movement of Xuanjing, which was not light and heavy, and made a few faint shackles.
"……pain."
The nine-tailed fox, who had never waited for someone else, paused for two seconds and carefully shifted the action.
The forest snorted again: "Pain."
It is strange.
Xuan Jingjing thought.
I didn’t listen to Lin Mu’s pain when I was playing, but it was this time I knew it hurts.
Lin Muzhen was on the ground, his head was sideways, his eyes passed through the green grass, and he saw the little white flowers of the stars, so that the forest began to wonder if he saw the thriving pilgrimage on the edge of Huangquan Road.
The wound on the body hurts and gradually becomes itchy.
Lin Mu gently rubbed the grass under his cheeks, and some uncomfortable snoring, thinking that if the wound can be hurry, then it would be awkward and tired.
晏玄景 slowly gave the forest the paste on the back of the medicine, and gave him a clean back, watching the forest restore the original smooth back, found that this small half demon skin is white and translucent, even reflected in the moonlight A little fluorescence.
Yan Xuanjing stopped to appreciate the beauty in front of her eyes, then reached out without wave, ready to get rid of the pants of the forest and continue to give him medicine.
At this time, a soft light group fell in the silver moonlight, and it was blown by the night wind. It trembled twice, and the wind was attached to the forest with a wind, and was lively on his back. Rolled a few laps, then jumped up and smashed into the body of the forest.
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These light groups, Xuan Jing, saw what it was.
Generally speaking, it is the moon in the essence of the sun and the moon - one of the treasures that monsters can occasionally capture, but the number is extremely rare, usually only the monsters with great merit or luck can get a little.
The effect is very broad and can be solved by almost all physical problems.
I have seen a lot of people who have seen it, but I have seen so many moons for the first time.
This can hardly be called Yuehua. Numerous soft white light clusters are clustered together to form a stream of light, like a gentle tulle, gently covered in the trees lying on the ground.
The yard was covered with a layer of light fluorescence.
A few groups were squeezed out of the team, and they wandered around the light for a few laps, then swayed and flew to the front of Xuan Xuan, and fluttered on his head and eyelashes, like a A shimmering pom-pom ball hung on the big monster.
Yan Xuanjing looked at the courtyard that was covered by some kind of tranquility, relaxation and comfort. He frowned slightly and always felt that the picture had been seen there.
He watched more and more small light groups being squeezed out of the team, turning to the corner in the night wind, and then swarming into his body.
Just like the moment when the mountain stream broke through the ice, the buds broke through the soil, and the whale broke out of the water. The dark wounds were washed over and over again by what warm things, and the slightly sour slightly rose, but at a slow but obvious speed. A little bit of repairing his missing things.
Yan Xuanjing stood up and watched the wind that had risen from him with the light group that he had rushed over. He looked at the forest and took back the wound medicine in his hand.
He should have seen this picture.
But the memory of five hundred years is too long, so that he can't remember where he had seen it.
Just looking at it, my heart will be calm and warm.
Xuan Xuan raised his hand and looked at the light group stuck on his hand and clothes. He shook it slightly. The light group that was shaken fell on the ground next to them. The grass there was shaking and stirring. Produced a lot of delicate flowerbeds.
Some of them were left far away by the night wind, and they fell into the newly-opened medicine field. The light group was just integrated into it. Those elixir that should have sprouted for more than ten years suddenly broke out and gave birth to green and green. Sharp buds.
Yan Xuanjing saw the film of Lingji for a long time, turned back and found that the trees lying on the ground did not know when it had become lying on the side, and now it was curling up slightly, and the blood and wounds on the body disappeared. Net, even the clothes that had been ripped off by him were also stitched up by Yuehua’s thin line.
As a nine-tailed fox, Xuanjing has never had this treatment.
When he was a child in the wild, he had never seen such a squad in the wild, and he was stunned several times. The sun and the moon also buckled down and took some glory. The monster robbed away.
"..."
acid.
Yan Xuanjing stood silently on the edge of the forest and glared at the light of the moon, until the light flow faded away. The elixir in the medicine field had already spread the branches and leaves, and even the grass outside opened the flowers. .
Yan Xuanjing bent over and stretched out his hand to push the trees that slept on the flowers and grass.
When I was close, I found out that when I had a broken hair on the top of the tree, I didn’t know when I gave birth to a small sprout.
Lin Mu was awakened by him, and he was sleepy for a while, only then, a spirit shook and rolled up, looked down at his body, and turned around and looked around for a second, screaming: "I, I was killed?!"
The eyes of Yan Xuanjing fell on the small buds of the top of the forest wood, and slowly replied: "Not dead."
Lin Mu heard words, climbed up to open the lights of the yard, and turned the head carefully and carefully looked around.
Not only is the grass full of flowers, but even the result of the flowering of the potted plants can not be flowered or fruitful, and it is extraordinarily spiritual.
"...What happened?" asked Lin Shuzhen.
"Yeah." Yu Xuan’s attraction nodded. "There is a moon falling."
Lin Mu didn't know what Yuehua was. He listened to the unpredictable explanation of Yan Xuanjing's cold voice. He felt that this 80% success was from Emperor Xiu.
He was about to ask if Xuan Jingjing Yuehua could not be used for cultivation, and he found that the big monster’s gaze was floating on his head.
Lin Mu feels that this monster of Xuanjing, with a sullen face on his face, is also cold and clear. In fact, he knows very well, and there is no legendary fox.
As he thought about it, he raised his hand and touched his head.
This touch, I touched a few tender leaves, and felt that my scalp was pulled.
forest:……
forest:? ? ?
Lin Mu touched his head with both hands and rounded his eyes: "What...what?"
Qi Xuanjing replied: "The buds of the saplings."
The forest was shocked: "?!"
What are you doing!
what's up!
"How can I be on my head..." He said half of the meal, licking his head, licking the leaves down, feeling the scalp hurting, and licking his mouth and looking at the leaf.
It is the blade of Emperor Hugh.
forest:"……"
It became.
I am also a chloroplast person now.
Lin Mu bowed his head and asked Xuan Xuan: "Do you know... Is there any way to get rid of this?"
Yan Xuanjing looked up from the bottom and heard the question slightly, replied: "Press it back."
"?"
Are you monsters so casual?
The forest hesitated a bit, obediently pressed down the small seedlings, and as hard as it was, the seedlings were like mimosa, instantly closing the leaves and shrinking back.
The woods were greatly relieved.
Yu Xuanjing knows that the blood of the forest is a kind of tree.
However, he did not say anything, and after he saw that the forest was fine, he made a statement.
He had to go to the entrance of the passage waiting for his father to send a letter. In addition, the ginseng doll was still looking for friends in the mountains.
He didn't stay with the little ginseng, only left him two hairs, and those wary little monsters should find one or two.
Lin Mu sent Yu Xuanjing to the gate of the courtyard, hesitated for a while, or asked: "If you are not busy... Can you come back when you have time?"
晏玄景 understood, this means that I still want to play again.
He asked: "Is not afraid of pain?"
"Afraid, but I have to work hard." Lin Mu said, looking at the cold monster, his mouth revealing two small pear vortex, "I will never always hurt me."
A glimpse of Xuanjing, quite an incredible look at the forest.
This little demon also provoked him to come.
It’s really daring.
"can."
It is the return of Hao Yuehua.
Yu Xuan’s sights nodded, and the next moment, he disappeared from the forest.
Two days later, Yan Xuanjing walked to the passageway and received a reply from his father from the gatekeeper who was responsible for registration.
The font of the wild grass is wild and wild, and there is no concern about his son. There is no mention of the situation in the wilderness. There is only one sentence in the letter.
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