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"Wow... There is a woman... Boss, save me, save me! Save me!"

When Little Luobotou saw Pei Yin, his eyes widened, and his two short legs started kicking crazily, with a panicked expression on his face.

He will never forget how that tigress abused him when he was first caught by Fang Qi...

Little Luobotou trembled all over his body, such a terrible memory... it is better not to have it again.

"Don't be afraid, my sister won't hurt you, I'll touch it, I promise not to pinch..."

"Hmm... It's so comfortable to pinch, I'll just pinch and promise not to hug you..."

"Hahaha...it feels good to the touch, Fang Qi, look, the skin is so smooth and tender...it smells so good..."

Little Luobot turned her back to Pei Yin, and faced Fang Qi directly, her eyeballs dripping down...

humiliation...

My dignified ancestor of medicine...how come this!

As for the boss he relied on... he was thrown out after being acted like a baby by this silly woman...

"Hmm...don't waste it, the cries are all spirit fluid...tsk...it seems that you didn't work hard before...how come you have so much left over..."

Fang Qi frowned and sighed, and took out several jade bottles and placed them under the eyes of the little radish, ready to catch his tears at any time.

Even the hairs on the body of the magic medicine are treasures.

Tears, of course, are no exception.

What is concentrated is the essence, and the concentration of spiritual liquid in these tears is even higher.

This spiritual liquid can not only speed up the recovery of spiritual power, but also effectively heal injuries.

Of course, the effect can't be compared with Radix Banlangen, but it's definitely no problem to hang those life spirit liquids.

"Fang Qi, you see that you were bullied by others, you are not allowed to bully him in the future, do you know? Cutie, if you hang out with your sister in the future, you are a bad person..."

Pei Yin is quite nervous, but she can't put it down while holding the little radish head...

Fang Qi originally wanted to put the little radish head back, after all, the potency of the medicine on him was too strong, and it was easy to cause disputes.

But thinking about it, it was at least half way, so I didn't care too much.

Besides, with his status and style, even if he carried a few holy medicines and holy fruits with him, who would dare to snatch him or what?

The road was lonely, and it was nice to have such a little guy making noise in the middle.

Moreover, there is a plant of magic medicine by my side, and I can always smell the endless spiritual energy. Not to mention my whole body and mind, I always feel that I am more motivated to practice...

The cultivation Fang Qi refers to is not to improve his cultivation, but to improve his spiritual power.

Fang Qi had this idea when he was in the Shahai Arena before.

At that time, he was attacked with spiritual power by Adam, the holy son of Tianmeng. Of course, because his cultivation level was too different from Adam's, it did not cause any harm to him, but this matter was in Fang Qi's heart after all. There is a hidden danger.

The Adam who attacked him before was a cultivator at the early stage of transforming gods, so he was naturally immune to such mental attacks.

But what if it was a Daoist who attacked him? Or a Demon Emperor?

Mental attacks are hard to defend against. Maybe Fang Qi was killed by a one-hit kill before he was ready.

At that time, even if he has more Banlangen Yunnan Baiyao, it will be useless...

"What is the main way to cultivate spiritual power? To practice with secret methods? To practice a spiritual supernatural power?"

Fang Qi frowned, thinking in a deep voice.