The cannon fodder beauty in the book is attached to the demon lord villain

"Sir, these... these are thousand-year-old spiritual herbs?"

"No..., that's not right. It's more than a thousand years." Jun Fengnie stuttered.

"My Lord, if you find one you like, I will go get it for you right away."

Although Hu Yan was asking Ye Changsheng, his narrow fox eyes were subtly looking at Ao Qinyu who was still staring at Bai Zi.

Ao Qinyu turned his head, and his pair of black pupils turned into vertical pupils and fell on Hu Yan.

Hu Yan, who was not far away, immediately had difficulty breathing due to the pressure emanating from Ao Qinyu.

The pressure was fleeting.

Hu Yan's attitude became more humble.

"Feng Nie, go look for it yourself." Ye Changsheng stopped, looked at Jun Feng Nie and spoke in a gentle voice.

After saying that, he looked at Hu Yan and continued, "Little fox, we want to find a little fox contract."

"Don't worry. The equal contract will not treat the little ones from Fox Valley unfairly."

Hu Yan looked up at the child in Bai Zi's arms and nodded reluctantly.

He walked in front, leading the way, looking aggrieved.

Ye Changsheng sat down cross-legged on the ground.

He was tired again—

Ever since he contracted the Divine Leaf of the Divine Realm and fused it with the Chaos Immortal Bone.

Ye Changsheng felt that his body was always in a state of overload.

Very tired.

But nothing can be done.

Ye Changsheng lay on his back on the ground, looking at the clouds floating in the sky.

Slowed down his breathing.

Images of various regions in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Beasts gradually emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Many cultivators are trying to please the monsters and conclude contracts with them.

A woman in white was feeding a firebird, a nine-foot-tall man was fighting with a bloody lion, and an old man with gray hair and beard was communicating with a gray-haired mouse...

I don’t know if it’s because they have been raised in captivity since childhood, but the monsters in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Beasts are more spiritual and less ferocious than the monsters in the outside world.

As long as the cultivator who enters the secret realm does not take the initiative to attack, the monsters in the secret realm will not take the initiative to attack.

As a result, many monks attempted to form the contract, but the casualties were not great.

Ye Changsheng took out a plate of osmanthus cake from his storage ring and started eating it in small bites.

While eating, he switched perspectives to continue observing the monsters in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Through the eyes of the Yanyang bee colony, Ye Changsheng saw all kinds of people and monsters, but he did not see any suitable for Bai Zi.

A wave began to surge in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, dozens of Flame Sun Bees lost contact with Ye Changsheng.

Blood Tiger Mountain

Xue Yan leaned back in a bamboo chair.

He covered his lips with his hand and coughed lightly.

He said harmlessly, "Friend Rudao, we were the first to discover this blood tiger."

"If you like it, it's not impossible to give it to you."

"However, I have a condition."

"Daozi." Shu Mo called Ru Changqing anxiously, smiling happily.

Ru Changqing: "......"

There is no free lunch in the world, not to mention that the other party is the notorious young master of the Blood Demon Sect.

Xue Yan's goodwill did not make Ru Changqing relax his vigilance.

Ru Changqing frowned, was silent for a moment, and compromised: "Forget it, since you found it first, I won't stay any longer."

Xue Yan raised his eyebrows, his expression still harmless, "In that case, thank you for giving up your love."

Ru Changqing glanced at Shu Mo, then turned around and walked down the mountain with his men.

When the two were about to leave Xuehu Mountain, a fierce attack came from behind. The spiritual power wrapped around a drop of Ru Changqing's blood, turned into a stream of light, and was sent to Xue Yan.

An evil smile appeared on Xue Yan's lips. He stretched out his fingertips and dripped the drop of golden blood wrapped in spiritual power into the white beauty butterfly cocoon in his palm.