The good-for-nothing little junior sister is pampered by the best master

Su Xiaoxiao was carried by Toothless and flew for a long time, and finally saw another open space.

There was also a wooden house in the open space at this time, but this wooden house was a bit crude.

Su Xiaoxiao only glanced at the wooden house and saw no one around. It was probably that the people living here were also looking for daily necessities.

She signaled Toothless to continue flying forward, but this time she flew for a long time without seeing any clearing.

But the fog around them gradually thickened.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the fog ahead and asked with some worry: "If you fly further forward and see an open space with no fog, quickly fall down. Now you should also pay attention to whether there are any abnormalities around you."

After all, Toothless is a monster, and his perception of danger is inherently more sensitive than that of humans.

Toothless responded, and then roared high into the sky, hoping to scare the surrounding beasts.

Sure enough, after flying for a while, Su Xiaoxiao and the others finally landed safely.

But this mist-free clearing is still not the clearing where Su Feng is.

"Master, the smell of that person is still very weak. Maybe it will take a long time to fly to find him." Toothless sniffed the air, shrank his body, jumped on Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder and stood there.

"Well, you've been tired for a long day. Would you like to go back to Lingyin Space and take a rest?"

"No, Master, the aura here is no worse than that in Lingyin Space. I can still protect you by your side." Toothless tilted his little head and rubbed Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder.

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

Then he turned his attention to the house in front of him.

This house is a combination of stone and wood. The part of the house next to the foundation is built with stones, and some not-so-thick logs are erected on top.

Presumably wood is scarce here.

"Is there anyone there?" There was already fog around. Logically speaking, the owner of this house should be at home.

But it had been a while since Su Xiaoxiao fell, and no one came out of the house.

"No one?" Su Xiaoxiao muttered. Seeing that there was no formation set up in the wooden house, he walked up the steps towards the wooden house with peace of mind.

She planned to stay here for a while and wait for the fog to clear before they could fly.

As the door creaked open, Su Xiaoxiao took out an illuminated crystal and looked into the room.

There was a faint smell of blood wafting from the room. It was not strong, but Su Xiaoxiao was sure that the smell of blood was still very fresh.

Sure enough, just after taking two more steps into the house, a man's rough shouting came from the front.

"Stop, don't go any further."

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked forward, but her footsteps stopped.

"Are you the owner here? I want to stay here. The fog outside is too thick." Su Xiaoxiao asked.

"Are you from another open space?" The man inside seemed to think for a while before continuing to ask.

"Well, I just came in and landed in a strange open space, but there seemed to be some kind of monster in the surrounding fog. I just saw your open space in the air, so I landed down and wanted to wait for the fog to dissipate before leaving."

"Did you fly so far with your sword?" the man asked in surprise.

"Uh, what's wrong?"

"You are only at the Golden Core stage, but you can already fly so far? This is the first time I have seen other monks in such a long time." The man's voice came from the darkness inside again.

"I just saw an open space on the road, but it wasn't foggy yet, so I didn't fall behind."

"Can I stay here for a while? I'll leave when the fog clears." After such a long time, the man inside only made a sound but did not show up, which further confirmed that he was injured.

Su Xiaoxiao was not a kind-hearted person. She had heard the story of the farmer and the snake a lot when she was a child.

"You can rest at the door. Those monsters in the fog will not land in this fog-free open space." The man thought for a moment and finally said.

"Okay, I won't disturb you." After Su Xiaoxiao finished reading, he took the glowing crystal and found a slightly clean place to sit at the door.

"Do you mind if I light a fire?" Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her hands. There was fog all around the open space, and it was still a little cold inside the house.

"Well, just be careful not to burn my house down." The man's voice sounded very tired, and he stopped talking after he finished speaking.

After Su Xiaoxiao responded, he took out a charcoal basin from the storage bracelet and put some charcoal on it to light it.

Soon the air around her became dry and warm. Su Xiaoxiao took some more food prepared by Xiaotao and asked the man inside, "Would you like something to eat? It's still hot."

"You brought prepared meals?" The man inside asked again in surprise after a long time.

"Yeah, the food I cooked didn't taste good, so my friend prepared some food for me."

"I mean, aren't you a monk? Why are you still eating mortal food?"

"Uh, hehe, I'm used to it, maybe I'm a foodie."

The man inside was silent for a moment, and then said again: "If it is convenient, please give me a copy. You put it on the ground and I will take it myself."

It is estimated that the man was still on guard against himself, but Su Xiaoxiao didn't care about it.

He took out a meal and placed it not far away, waiting for the man to pick it up.

A gurgling sound sounded from inside, and Su Xiaoxiao saw a long wooden stick sticking out from the firelight.

The stick was not smooth and looked similar to the materials used to build a wooden house.

The meal was hooked on the wooden stick and was quickly dragged to the inside of the house by the man. The sound of the man devouring it was soon heard from inside.

"Is there anything else? I can exchange it for spiritual stones." The man asked with some difficulty after licking the plate.

"Uh, yes." Su Xiaoxiao took another one without asking how many spiritual stones the man would exchange for it.

"Can you give me more?"

"How much do you want? I don't bring much." It's not that Su Xiaoxiao doesn't want to give, she is also afraid that the man will think too much.

After all, most of the monks who entered this secret realm have lived for a long time. Without resource supply, their survival is completely a problem.

Even alchemists, without enough alchemy materials, cannot refine Bigu Pills that are enough for them to survive. Monks are not true gods. They also have to rely on Bigu Pills or real food to maintain their vital signs.

"Then do you have Bigu Pills? You can sell me some." The man finally asked Su Xiaoxiao for Bigu Pills.

"How long have you been here? Which sect are you from?"

"I don't remember how long I stayed at Qingcheng Sect."

"Qingcheng Sect? Who is the master?" Su Xiaoxiao was embarrassed. She didn't know much about the previous peak masters of Qingcheng Sect, and she didn't even ask for their names. So as soon as she asked, she touched them in embarrassment. Touched his head.

"I am the son of Sect Master Zhao."

Well, she had never heard of it, but she hadn't told this person about her origins. This person would definitely not lie to her and make up the idea that she was from the Qingcheng Sect.