When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Maybe it was because he had never been wronged like this before, or maybe he lost his composure due to the influence of the cub's body, Jiang Mo couldn't hold back his temper for a moment and roared a few more words. That's not all, she was still stretching her teeth and claws in Yun Qingyue's arms, as if she was about to pounce.

Yun Qingyue was taken aback, and hurriedly hugged her firmly, then looked at Zhi Ming hesitantly: "Shen Jun..."

Zhiming didn't look at her, he heard the roar of the little milk tiger, holding the jade gourd for a while, he was silent for a while - he was really just teasing the cub, who knew that the little tiger cub was not good at anything, it was actually Milk! Their gods and beasts obviously eat the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, and drink the fine nectar and jade dew. When did the baby pass the milk bottle? !

Shenjun was slandering in his heart, but the current situation was really embarrassing, so he had to find a way out for himself: "It's nothing, I just want to see what she eats on weekdays."

While speaking, Zhi Ming opened the jade gourd, glanced at it and said: "The aura is weak, is it the milk of a golden core monster?"

Yun Qingyue then replied: "This gourd is the milk of Cracking Cloud Leopard." After speaking, it seemed that he was afraid of the heart of Zhiming Shenjun, and then said: "My disciple's cultivation is shallow, and the only ones I can find are golden core monsters."

Zhi Ming didn't intend to blame her, but after hearing what she said, he still couldn't hold back his weird expression for a moment. Then he put the jade gourd back on, and then said: "You know, except for this one in your arms, there has never been a beast that has been raised on milk." After speaking, he threw the jade gourd and hung it back on the small On Baihu's neck, he added another sentence: "It's still the milk of a low-level monster like Jin Dan."

Yun Qingyue felt a little ashamed when she heard the words, but Jiang Mo didn't feel wronged. On the contrary, she thought it was very good that Senior Sister Yun went to find a milk for her. Now the two paws are firmly protecting the jade gourd, and they are going to "theory" with Zhi Ming again.

Zhi Ming probably saw that she was not stopping, so he glanced at her calmly at this moment, and Jiang Mo choked on the words that came to his lips.

Jiang Mo was a little panicked, not knowing where his sudden fear came from. The system that had been silent all this time seemed to have seen through what she was thinking. At this moment, it finally spoke out: "Zhiming, Xuanwu also. The one in front of me is not only an adult, but its strength has also reached the pinnacle of this world. In other words, Host, you just ranted against a full-level boss."

On how does the trumpet in Xinshoucun feel about the boss at the full level? Especially when this trumpet just cursed at the boss... The little milk tiger who suddenly became cowardly just wanted to ask the system, is there a novice protection period for its game system?

The answer is of course no. After all, no matter how amazing the game system is, reality is still reality.

Seeing that the little milk tiger suddenly became cowardly, Zhiming felt a little strange, but he is not a beast who cares about cubs after all. Immediately retracting her gaze from the little milk tiger, she asked Yun Qingyue again: "Apart from milk, what else have you fed her?"

Yun Qingyue was also born in a serious fairy school, and Xuanqingzong was protected by the mythical beast Xuanwu, so the disciples in the school knew more or less about the four elephants. Of course she knows that the beasts need to be raised with treasures from heaven and earth, but unfortunately the one in her arms is crooked. It’s not that she didn’t feed her with good things, but other than milk, the only thing this little guy accepts and is addicted to is drugs up.

Now that there is a real divine beast intervening, Yun Qingyue naturally didn't hide anything, so he told all about the little milk tiger's abnormal condition. After hearing this, Zhi Ming felt surprised, and specially asked her for a Yangyuan Pill to check.

Yun Qingyue took out Yangyuan Pill, and explained to Zhiming: "I don't know, this Yangyuan Pill was originally used by disciples in the Qi refining period to strengthen their roots and cultivate their vitality. Although the effect is mediocre, it is better than the medicine. I found that since the little white tiger took this medicine, her physique has actually been improving. It is also because of this that she loves to eat this Yangyuan pill, so the disciples found many of them for her to eat."

Jiang Mo's ears trembled when he heard the words, and only then did he understand why Yun Qingyue was so talkative. The Yangyuan Pills fed to her along the way ranged from a thousand to a few hundred—normally speaking, no one would be so picky about cubs Pampering.

The little milk tiger was moved by her senior sister's thoughtfulness, her tail moved, and she wrapped her arms around Yun Qingyue's wrist calmly again.

Zhi Ming naturally ignored her small gesture, and after inspecting the Yangyuan Pill with his own hands, the elixir of this Qi refining period was naturally infinitely close to waste in his eyes. So Zhiming pondered for a moment, looked at the little white tiger and said: "It seems that you are born with deficiencies, and you need to make up for them the day after tomorrow. But it's useless for you to take this Yangyuan pill, the effect of the medicine is too bad."

The little white tiger nodded subconsciously when he heard the words, and with a "wow", echoed full of sadness: "It was okay at first, but it was useless after that. I almost vomited from taking drugs." The milk is still delicious.

Zhi Ming heard it funny, reached into his sleeve and took out a jade bottle, and handed it to the little white tiger: "This is the essence of Qing Yuan."

The little white tiger's eyes were immediately attracted by the name, and then the round tiger eyes gradually lit up—just now, the system flashed a reminder in front of her eyes: "Host, what a good thing! The energy in the bottle is more than 10,000 times higher than that of Yangyuan Pill, drinking one drop is more effective than knocking down 10,000 Yangyuan Pills!"

Jiang Mo, who was about to vomit from taking drugs recently, was immediately overjoyed, looking at the jade bottle in Zhi Ming's hand with longing, almost drooling. After knowing the identity of the other party, Jiang Mo felt that the possibility of getting this bottle of spiritual essence was not small.

After all, it is the nature of all races to love their cubs, isn't it?

The little milk tiger freed a paw, eager to reach the jade bottle in front of him.

But Zhiming Shenjun preferred to tease her despite his age, and with a twist of his fingertips, he took the jade bottle into his palm again, which made Jiang Mo catch nothing. The short-tempered little milk tiger was about to turn into a rage when he heard his playful voice: "Follow me, and I'll give it to you." After speaking, he shook the jade bottle in front of her eyes, and said, "Not only for you Qingyuan Spiritual Essence, and more good things."

Jiang Mo's eyes turned involuntarily, like a cat being teased by a cat teaser. But after hearing Zhiming Shenjun's words, she still looked away from the jade bottle, and looked at Zhiming suspiciously.

At this moment, Zhi Ming refrained from the previous banter, and assured him: "Really, I won't lie to you."

Jiang Mo glanced at him, especially his gaze stayed on the Qingyuan Essence in Zhiming's hand for a moment, and finally turned around and threw himself directly into Yun Qingyue's arms—she buried her head on her senior sister's shoulder, even her eyes were closed. Not showing it, obviously out of sight and out of mind.

Zhiming Shenjun failed in the abduction, sighed, but did not force anything, and handed over the Qingyuan Essence to Yun Qingyue. At the same time, Yun Qingyue was also handed a jade slip, which contained the "Handbook of Raising Divine Beasts" he had just engraved. After giving these two things, he told Yun Qingyue again: "This little guy was not born easily, if you have any problems in the future, come and find me."

After saying this, without waiting for Jiang Mo to turn around, he turned around and disappeared. Not to mention the little milk tiger who turned back one step later, even Yun Qingyue, a monk at the peak of Jindan, couldn't find him in the slightest.

Even so, Yun Qingyue still bowed to the void: "Thank you, God."

The little milk tiger was much more direct, and as soon as Zhiming Shenjun left, he stared straight at the Qingyuan Essence in Yun Qingyue's hand. And Yun Qingyue didn't have the idea of ​​ignoring the treasure, seeing the little white tiger staring at it, he gave it to her directly.

Jiang Mo was immediately overwhelmed with excitement. He opened the jade bottle on the spot and wanted to drink it. From now on, he will never touch the small sugar pill again.

Unexpectedly, before the jade bottle was opened, the system prompt sounded suddenly: "Ding, the system has detected a high-level spiritual object, which does not meet the host's level. Please treat it with caution."

Jiang Mo paused, just now Zhiming Shenjun had also left, so he asked directly, "What do you mean by system?"

The system light ball fell on the mouth of the jade bottle, and the warm yellow light flashed and flashed, explaining: "It means that the level of the host is too low, and the system does not recommend you to use items beyond the level." After speaking, Jiang Mo continued without waiting for doubts: "The reality is not a game. The system cannot disable items, but the energy contained in this Qingyuan Essence is too much. If the host uses it rashly, there is a risk of exploding."

Jiang Mo wanted to refute the previous sentence, but his claws holding the jade bottle froze after hearing the previous sentence. Then she felt itchy paws and wanted to slap the system, but at the same time there was a curse in her mouth that she couldn't spit out.