Chapter 41

"Fire-breathing?"

Seeing Duan Muqing's relaxed face, Zhao Dong and Ye Lan looked at each other, and turned their heads at the same time to look at the little red hair who was dozing on top of his head.

Xiaohong seemed to feel that someone was watching her, raised her wings to cover her little head, and continued to sleep soundly. It seemed that she was not used to the atmosphere in the ghost tower. Since she came in, she has been like a frost-beaten eggplant, listless.

"What kind of eyes are those of yours?" Duan Muqing immediately frowned upon receiving the suspicious eyes of the two, "Little Hong has the blood of the Phoenix, and the Phoenix flame is the flame of the sun, which can burn all evil and dark things in the world. Xiao Luo's corpse poison is just a piece of cake."

"Xiao Hong has the blood of the Phoenix?" Ye Lan raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing his words.

Leaving aside the fact that the phoenix is ​​a mythical beast that existed in legends, it had already disappeared long before a dimensional war. At present, in the entire federation, only subdimensional beasts can use natural elements to attack. Apart from human nature, there is no sign of ferocious sub-dimensional beasts at all. No matter how you look at it, it is a cute little creature that is not threatening.

"Even if Xiaohong is really a fire-breathing beast with the blood of the phoenix." Zhao Dong had a different opinion, and took a look at Xiaohong, "But it is still a baby bird, without the awakening talent, its flames are just ordinary fire , it is impossible to have the ability of Fengyan."

"Xiaohong is a phoenix bird." Duan Muqing jumped, raised his hand and grabbed Xiaohong, muttered a few words, as if communicating with it, and then stood in front of Hu Fenglin, "Show me your hand." They look."

Xiao Hong seemed to be a little reluctant, squatting in Duan Muqing's palm, not moving for a long time, and finally Duan Muqing groaned again, and then flapped her wings, opened her small sharp mouth, and with a flutter sound, spewed out a bunch of small flames.

Seeing the little flame not much bigger than mung bean, Zhao Dong and Ye Lan's faces twitched. If it wasn't for Hu Fenglin's danger, they would almost laugh.

But soon the two opened their eyes wide in surprise.

I saw the small flame condensed and did not disperse, as if it was alive, it fell straight on Hu Fenglin's body.

When it came into contact with the wound on his back, the small flame spread instantly and turned into a red flame covering it. The black purple that was already exuding a peculiar smell faded and faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally the flame went out. , Bright red blood gushed out immediately.

"It can really detoxify!"

Ye Lan let out a low cry, not believing her eyes, but she immediately squatted down and frantically stopped Hu Fenglin's bleeding.

After Xiaohong spewed out small flames, she lay on Duan Muqing's palm, not even interested in eating her favorite little red fruit.

Duan Muqing muttered a few words, while Xiaohong slowly pecked at the fruit, but she still looked languid.

Zhao Dong rolled his eyes, and stretched out his hand to touch a brown fruit, which was only the size of a pearl, with uneven surface, not much different from the skin of a lychee.

When Duan Muqing saw what Zhao Dong was holding, his cat eyes suddenly widened.

Xiao Hong, who was lying on his palm, felt as if a switch had been pressed, regained her spirits, and squeaked twice at Zhao Dong, the voice was actually a little eager, it looked like that, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't fly now If you move, you will definitely pounce on it directly.

Zhao Dong put his hand forward, originally intending to put it to Xiao Hong's mouth, but Xiao Hong jumped into his hand with a flick of her wings and swallowed the small fruit in one gulp.

Then she narrowed her eyes and lay on his hands without moving.

This actually startled Zhao Dong, he thought that Xiao Hong had eaten too much, so he didn't dare to move, but looked up at Duan Muqing.

"Do you still have this thing?" Unexpectedly, Duan Muqing looked at him with pain in his face, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

Zhao Dong was slightly startled, then reached out and took out two more small brown fruits, and stuffed both Xiaohong and Xiaohong directly to Duan Muqing.

He accidentally picked up this thing when he was completing a system task a while ago. After the system identified it, he said it was Wutongzi, so he casually kicked it into the pocket of the space.

Just now Duan Muqing said that Xiao Hong has the blood of the Phoenix, and he remembered this thing. Legend has it that the Phoenix lives in the sycamore forest and feeds on the sycamore fruit.

Although Xiaohong eats the Wutongzi, it does not prove that it is really a phoenix. However, Zhao Dong feels that if he keeps this thing for himself, it will not attract the phoenix. It is better to give it to Xiaohong. It can also be regarded as a sword for the hero. Maybe there will be more later. Where Xiao Hong is expected to contribute, it is not too much to give some benefits first.

"You are so generous." Duan Muqing looked at the two small fruits in his hand with a tangled expression, hesitated for a moment, then put them away, stuffed Xiaohong into his arms, and said, "I owe you a favor."

If Zhao Dong can get this thing, he will know how precious the sycamore boy is. It is very likely that on the entire Blue Star, only these three can be found, and one of them was directly swallowed by Xiao Hong, which is really awesome. Chewing peonies is a waste of everything.

"There's no need to be so polite." Zhao Dong shrugged and said casually, "I gave it to Xiao Hong."

While the two were talking, Hu Fenglin had recovered, and Ye Lan had also healed his wound.

Duan Muqing stretched out his hand, shook his eyes twice, and said, "Xiaofeng, how much is this?"

"Go." Hu Fenglin rolled his eyes at him, reached out to take the anti-inflammatory pills handed over by Ye Lan, and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

Seeing that Hu Linfeng's eyes were clear, Zhao Dong should be fine, so he was a little relieved.

It wasn't until this time that everyone had the thought to look at the space they were in.

Just now, they were chased by the skeleton soldiers led by the Ghost Army Master. The four of them didn't even care about distinguishing directions. They finally found an entrance and rushed in, not knowing where it was.

Looking at it now, it looks like a warehouse, with a small area and tall shelves on all sides, with many empty boxes on it, which seem to be used to hold medicinal materials and the like.

Zhao Dong found some mysterious tortoise shells and a small amount of stone keel in some of the boxes. Although the medicine has lost its efficacy due to the age, one can still tell the difference from the appearance.

Hu Fenglin leaned against the wall to rest, Ye Lan and Duan Muqing were also looking at the things on the shelf, Zhao Dong put the things back in his hand, and was about to see if there was any mechanism on the wall next to the shelf, when he heard a bang , a black square box, somehow fell off the shelf behind him.

The box fell to the ground, and a white thing fell out of it, and Gu Lulu rolled to Zhao Dong's feet.

"what is this?"

Zhao Dong picked it up and saw that it was an oval stone like a melon with faint golden patterns on it.

Hearing the sound, Duan Muqing and Ye Lan came over, seeing the thing in his hand, Duan Muqing was stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed surprise.

"This is the dragon owl egg?" Duan Muqing said while reaching out to take it for a closer look, "Let me take a look."

Zhao Dong didn't think much about it, and directly handed him the stone in his hand.

But the moment he let go, the stone bounced suddenly, hit Duan Muqing on the forehead, and then hit his chest again.

(End of this chapter)

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