Jiang Li felt that since he had absorbed so many abilities, he should have enough ability to save Liu Qingxi. Although he and Liu Qingxi were not very happy, he still wanted to save her in his heart, and he always missed him very much. Jiang Li didn't know what was going on, and couldn't explain what kind of feeling it was, in short, he was thinking about it very much.

In a dark tree hole, spider silk was wrapped around and Liu Qingma was tied firmly.

——Liu Qingxi! Wherever you are, I will save you.

——Liu Qingxi.

Liu Qingxi's mind kept echoing the voice of Jiang Li when he met Jiang Li not long ago. Tears slid down her face.

I had already thought about it. I would like to protect Jiang Li well in the future. Even if Jiang Li's magic is not good, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have spiritual power in the future.

Unfortunately, everything goes against my wishes. I am practicing. Maybe I am too eager to achieve success. I am already practicing plant-based spells, so after picking a large number of Ganoderma lucidum grass here, I stepped up my practice, but I was too impatient and didn't notice that these powerful spiritual powers scattered out and attracted such a powerful monster.

Now, a lot of spiritual power I have absorbed has been absorbed by this hateful monster. How can I protect Jiang Li in the future!

Liu Qingxi was very upset, and at the same time, she was also afraid of dying.

I'm afraid that when this monster sucks all my spiritual power, it will eat me little by little. By then, it will be the end of my life. Will I feel pain?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingxi looked at the monster. Can you bit me to death before eating me?

In a place far away, Jiang Li walked a long way and killed many monsters along the way. At night, he sat under the tree, feeling depressed, longing, and various complex emotions.

"Liu Qingxi, where are you? Why can't I find you after I have walked so far?"

"And there is little Zhuque, where are you? Do you really ignore your master because you have a few quarrels with your master? Are you so heartless?"

When I think of Liu Qing, Xi, Jiangli, I am mostly sad and missed, but when I think of Little Zhuque, Jiangli feels depressed. That damn holy beast is so scrupulous? Is it worthy of the name of the holy beast?

The little Zhuque did not forget Jiang Li at this time, but was tied up by some things.

The little Zhuque was having fun outside for some time and wanted to go back to find Jiang Li, but who knew that when he went back, he found that Jiang Li was not in the cave.

That cave was naturally the cave left by the old man after he escaped.

Little Zhuque was depressed, Master, you are so cruel, leaving me, and then leaving by yourself?

The little Zhuque did not expect that Jiang Li was looking for it. He thought Jiang Li was angry and left alone and wanted it. After all, the two of them ran away from home after a quarrel.

At this time, the little old man who had been guarding next to the cave appeared.

When the little Zhuque saw him, the first reaction was to catch it, but the old man hid quickly and quickly avoided the attack of Zhuque. Then it cunnedly used the move he used. The little Zhuque was hit and fainted directly, and then he was tied up by the old man.

"Let me go, you catch me, and my master will definitely not let you go when he knows it."

"Don't think I don't know. Your master doesn't want you anymore. When I saw him packing his luggage and leaving, it seems that he doesn't plan to return here. He is going to save his old beauty. Zhuque, although you are a holy beast, don't think that in the eyes of human monks, you are nothing different from us monsters! In their eyes, you are the same as us monsters, you are just animals, and he just treats you as a pet."

Little Zhuque was very sad when he heard the old man's words. The content of the old man's words happened to be what it suspected. It was suspected that its owner had left it.

"No. My master is different. He and me have a very deep relationship." The little Zhuque remembered the very happy years he had with his master.

"No? Ha, Suzaku, don't forget, I was originally a skunk from the human world. I know the human face the most. They call the animals that have developed feelings to pets. Even if we ourselves understand that we are different from animals in the human world, and we are spiritual beasts in the divine realm, they don't think so."

Pet? Little Zhuque's heart was shaken and sadness surged into his heart.

"Zhuque, what you said is just that your owner treats his pet, but in his heart, you are still a pet."

Pet? Do I really treat you as a brother, but you just treat me as a pet?

Is it impossible for you humans to become friends?

Zhuque was desperate in his heart.

When the little old man saw Zhuque's desperate look at this time, he knew that the time had come, so he suddenly waved his palm.

The little Zhuque was completely lost now and was completely out of shape. The old man waved this palm at her, but she didn't even use her power to resist.

"Ah——" Little Vermilion Bird screamed, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out of her beautiful beak.

"Surpriser Bird, let you also taste the taste of taking the inner elixir and taking the dragon bones."

A trace of cold light flashed in the little old man's eyes, he jumped up suddenly, and then his palm turned into sharp claws and directly attacked Zhuque's spine.

The little Zhuque came to his senses and swept the old man's sharp claws from the corner of his eyes, subconsciously opening his beautiful beak.

"Hu——" a mouthful of fire was spit out.

"Ah--" The little old man's claws were hit by fire.

Zhuque lowered his head and spitted the fire at the immortal rope that tied him. The rope used by the old man to tie Zhuque was of course not an ordinary rope, but an immortal rope.

This is also a powerful magic weapon in his hand, but even so, it still underestimated the Vermilion Bird. Vermilion Bird was called a holy beast, but it was not called in vain. Although this bundle of immortal rope tied up Vermilion Bird's body, it also had a powerful weapon, which was her three-flavor true fire. The fire emitted by Vermilion Bird can be said to be the most powerful fire in the world, which can burn everything, and any magic weapon can burn. The old man's spiritual power is not as good as the Little Vermilion Bird. The reason why he was able to catch Vermilion Bird was entirely because it was cunning and had too unique skunk skills. If he accidentally caught Daoer, he would just faint.

But now, Zhuque had the opportunity to spit out fire. The bundle of immortal ropes faced Zhuque's three-flavored true fire, which seemed to have encountered a nemesis and instantly burned to ashes.

"My immortal rope!" The little old man roared, and looked at Zhuque with an angry and hatred look.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuque recalled the scene in his mind where the old man said bad things about his master just now, and he angrily spit out a mouthful of fire at it...
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