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One hundred and twentieth flavor treasure

Seeing Hua Xiaomi coming out, Zhaocai and Jinbao quickly came up to meet him.

"Wow?Wow!"

Although it didn't understand why Hua Xiaomi jumped out of the pool, it was still very happy, which means it was not waiting for it here in vain.

The spiritual consciousness was no longer as strange as before, without clouds and mists, and faint spiritual fire burned on the grass.

Listening to the "squeaking" sound of the tiny insects nearby, Hua Xiaomi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around and looked at Zhaocai Jinbao, about to say something, but suddenly her expression changed and she became in pain.

The spirit fire covering her body began to jump rapidly, it was so hot that she was about to be burned to death!

But her flesh didn't feel anything, but her meridians, internal organs, and dantian seemed to be burned dry.

No, again?

With threats, the gray gas in the dantian was like an old hen guarding the territory, fighting against the strands of flames.

Others fight with snipes and clams, and the fisherman gains benefits. Hua Xiaomi is a wife fighting with her mother, and her son is in a dilemma.

I don’t know whether it was luck or misfortune, but when she was in so much pain, the oil lamp found in the sea of ​​fire automatically floated out.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi pinched her hand gestures repeatedly, and the spiritual fire covering her body began to escape.

Every time the spiritual fire escapes a wisp, the gray gas in the dantian becomes more rampant. The majestic and majestic aura seems to be a general who successfully defends the motherland.

"Things that occupy the magpie's nest!" Hua Xiaomi cursed hatefully, but she had no choice.

The oil lamp absorbed all the spiritual fire on Hua Xiaomi's body, but at first glance it was only a little bit of a fire that was as big as a bean.

It's really amazing.

However, when the fire was blown by the wind, it began to flash quickly, as if it was about to be destroyed.

Hua Xiaomi glared at her eyes and protected her very much. She had been exploring the sea of ​​fire and bravely exploring the pool. The fire that she had finally obtained could not be destroyed just like this!

A black-brown chestnut flew to the oil lamp holder plate and turned into a wick, stabilizing the fire that was about to be extinguished.

Seeing this, something flashed through Hua Xiaomi's mind, thinking, and trying to understand.

"Madam!" An enlarged face approached her.

Hua Xiaomi slapped her backhand.

When the wind blew, I always felt cold. I suddenly discovered something, and the spirit fire overturned her body, as if she had burned all her clothes.

Thinking of this, Hua Xiaomi's face changed. She caught the storage bags that Zhaocai had entered Bao's arms, and a row of puppets appeared.

She pointed to the man in front of her who was slapped in the face and said coldly: "Test me!"

The poor man was beaten to death after just saying a few words.

"Help! Madam~Moon!"

Hua Xiaomi slightly turned her head and said to Zhaocai Jinbao: "Clothes."

The blushing mandrill covered her eyes with one hand and handed her clothes with the other.

When Hua Xiaomi was wearing her clothes, the man covered her clothes on her head and stuck out her butt. The stickman puppet turned him over and beat him up in the face.

"Who are you? Why are you peeping here?"

Hua Xiaomi waved her hand and the puppets stopped, but the man seemed to have not reacted yet.

So Hua Xiaomi went up and kicked him again, "Don't you tell me? OK, let me beat you again!"

After saying this, the man quickly looked up and his eyes were filled with tears: "Madam~"

"Bang!" Hua Xiaomi narrowed her eyes, raised her feet and kicked him into the air, and then threw him a loud slap.

Finally, he stepped on his chest and turned a cold face, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will dig your eyes."

The man was stunned, as if he didn't expect Hua Xiaomi to say this, and blinked his eyes and started to cry loudly.

"Since you have to be beaten even if you say it, you have to be beaten even if you don't say it, it's better not to say it!"

Hua Xiaomi raised her eyebrows, kicked him in the arm, and gave her a thumbs up, "It's tough enough, since that's the case, I'll give you a chance. Give me another shot!"

As he said that, he was holding the stickman puppet and wanted to take action again. The man quickly begged for mercy, "No, no, I said, can't I say it?"

The man raised his sleeves to wipe his tears, sucked his nose, and began to tell: "I don't know if it was a hundred or a thousand years ago, my wife and I..."

Hua Xiaomi raised her foot and kicked him down: "Tell me the point!" She didn't have time to listen to the love between children.

"My wife wants to see the moon and my wife is in your hands."

It's indeed concise enough.

Hua Xiaomi was a little confused and touched her slender eyebrows. Hey, the moon?

She pulled the man up, shouted regardless of his struggle, corrected his face, and identified carefully.

These eyes and nose... were completely different from the man she saw on the other side of the pool before, and was separated from her wife!

As expected, she picked up the oil lamp and looked up and down.

What is the relationship between men, women, fire, oil lamp, and moon?

She looked at the moon bead hanging around her neck. The rope on it had been burned out by fire, but because the bead had her spiritual sense, she had never left her body.

"Hey, the moon you are talking about refers to this? Then what about your wife? Could it be that it has become this spark, right?"

Hua Xiaomi pointed to the moon pearl, then pointed to the fire on the oil lamp and asked.

The man nodded and shook his head again, "My wife hasn't seen the moon for a long time. Your bead attracted her, so she didn't burn you to death.

But my wife is not a fire, she is a wick. How about it, she is beautiful, right?"

Speaking of his wife, the man is full of pride.

Hua Xiaomi twitched the corner of her mouth, what kind of beauty and ugliness can be seen with a chestnut?

It turned out that after his wife turned into a wick, she moved to the third floor, and he could only wait in this pool.

Later I met Hua Xiaomi, and the strange scene I saw before was part of his and his wife's memory.

This will be done!

Hua Xiaomi stroked the oil lamp in her hand and looked left and right. The fire and lamp all looked very good.

It's a treasure!

It is used in the Foundation Establishment Stage or even the Golden Elixir Stage!

There are not as many subdivisions as magical instruments, but they are undoubtedly many levels stronger than magical instruments.

After forming the pill, the monks will cast their natal magic weapons, and in the future they will focus on their natal magic weapons, and the rest will be assisted.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Hua Xiaomi now, but she is very popular. If she controls it properly, she will not only kill people, but also cook even more!

But the oil lamp looks incomplete. Is it flawed?

At this time, she saw the man in front of her and looked at her oil lamp with a look on her face, and was immediately alert.

"I warn you, this thing is mine now. If you dare to rob it, I will definitely let you go with your eyes open and leave with your eyes closed!"

The man smiled and waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I just have a wish that has not been fulfilled..."

Hua Xiaomi nodded, just don’t grab the lights. Then she asked casually: “Your wife wants to see the moon, don’t you want to see the sun, right? Tell you, I don’t have the ability to turn the sun.”

The man smiled bitterly, "No, I actually..." He wanted to speak but stopped.

Hua Xiaomi is very disgusted with this behavior, and is typically worthy of beating.

"I want to eat something. I haven't eaten anything for a long time. Every time someone comes to me and see them barbecue, I go over and they either want to kill me or cheat me."

Hua Xiaomi felt a lot about how important a skill is to cook.
Chapter completed!
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