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One hundred and twentieth chapters dry from the flame grass

In the red water pool, Miao Xiaomiao has the opening of Mu Si Haozheng, and the diving speed will not slow down due to changes in pressure. Soon, she will reach the bottom of the pool.

Stepping on the ground, Miao Xiaomiao felt it again, but found that it was still useless, so she had to give up, choose a direction, push Mu Si Haozheng, and move forward quickly.

"This is..." Just after half a stick of incense, a light suddenly appeared in front of Miao Xiaomiao's left. Miao Xiaomiao's eyes condensed, and she quickly turned around and ran towards it.

When he got closer, he realized that it was a shell with a light blue pattern on the surface.

After picking it up, Miao Xiaomiao continued to go straight to the same road. After half a stick of incense, he found the shell again, and it was much better than the previous shell in terms of quantity and quality.

Miao Xiaomiao's thoughts rolled in her mind, and connected the place where she found the previous shell and the place where she is now. Then she turned around and ran quickly in the direction of the connection.

Sure enough, in the next journey, there were more and more shells, and the patterns on the surface of the shell gradually turned into runes.

Miao Xiaomiao was surprised. After thinking a little, he moved his claws, put away all the shells on the ground, and continued to move.

Not long after, he came to a bottom palace where countless underwater creatures lived here. Miao Xiaomiao suppressed the excitement in her heart, walked around from the side, and came to the palace.

The palace is a bit dilapidated. Judging from the traces on it, it has been a long time since no one has lived in or repaired it.

"I don't even have a water droplet, I'm so poor." Miao Xiaomiao said in his heart. After passing the triple palace gate, he came to the center of the palace. Looking closely, he saw beams of light shot out from the ground. Around the light columns, a faint spiritual pressure spread out, making Miao Xiaomiao retreat continuously.

Bypassing the light column, Miao Xiaomiao found traces of plants near a side door, so she walked towards it. As expected, there was a small spiritual medicine room inside the side door!

Most of the spiritual medicines in it have withered, and only a few are still stubbornly alive. At such a close distance, Miao Xiaomiao still did not sense any breath on the spiritual medicine, and could not help but be amazed.

After taking away the spiritual medicines, he found a miniature ban in the center of the spiritual medicine room. The spiritual light on the surface of the ban was very dim, so he did not discover it immediately.

Stepping over and looking at the runes, Miao Xiaomiao had some guesses about this restriction. In order not to damage the possible Qianli Flame Grass inside, he carefully sacrificed his spiritual power and pressed it with one claw.

Silently, layers of ripples appeared on the surface of the restriction, turning Meow Xiaomao's weak attack into invisible.

Meow Xiaomiao looked calm. He used some spiritual power again and slapped straight at the ban with three-point force.

In this way, after repeated temptations, Miao Xiaomiao gradually understood the intensity of the ban, but not long after, he knew that he could not drag it down anymore. He made a move in his heart, and four claws moved together, and the blue cloud suddenly appeared.

As the three-inch sword that condensed in the blue clouds stabbed the restriction, there was only a slight "click" sound, and the restriction was like a mirror, with some cracks.

The next moment, with a "bang", it scattered invisible, revealing a magic medicine wrapped in flames inside it.

"Ganli Flame Grass!" Miao Xiaomiao's eyes lit up, and after putting away Zhangming and closing, she shook her body and sacrificed a small jade box from the storage space.

There are special steps to pick the dried flame grass. In order not to affect the medicinal power of the elixir, Miao Xiaomiao carefully separated its stems and leaves and then put them in the jade box according to the steps.

Time could not tolerate him wasting it, so Miao Xiaomiao rushed out of the palace with her jade box in her arms.

Not long after, the city lord above the red water pool suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the pool where there was some movement. He breathed a little faster, and his expression of excitement suddenly appeared.

After a few breaths, Miao Xiaomiao was driving the way with Mu Sihao, holding a jade box and rushed out of the pool. Because of the speed, huge waves soared into the sky with the sound of "swish".

The red waves were inevitably slapped on the city lord. He frowned and endured them secretly. The excitement and excitement on his face gradually faded away.

"Here, this is Ganli Flame Grass." Miao Xiaomiao threw the jade box in her claws towards the city lord, and condensed a paragraph of text.

The city lord nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, I will start to recover my strength!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade box in the air floated above his head. Although the city lord had reached this state, his spiritual power was still a little bit. At this moment, he sacrificed all the last spiritual power and condensed it into a mysterious rune.

The runes slowly rotated under the Ganli Flame Grass. After half a stick of incense, golden silk threads condensed from the runes, like spiders prey on them, wrapping all the Ganli Flame Grass.

For the next period of time, Miao Xiaomiao lay bored on a stone beside the red water pool, sticking out her tongue. It was too hot here.

Just now, because he was eager to help the city lord get out of trouble, he didn't care. Now that he was doing nothing, he felt the heat waves continue to come.

For some reason, Mu Sihao calmed down the moment he left the pool, and his spiritual power consumption instantly increased.

In order not to waste spiritual power, Miao Xiaomiao put away Mu Sihaozheng.

Perhaps because it was too bored, Miao Xiaomiao raised her head and stared at the rune on the top of the city lord's head and watched it carefully.

But his talent for runes is not as good as that of the alchemy. After less than ten breaths, his head began to dizzy and had to divert his sight and look up.

At this moment, the Ganli Flame Grass has turned into three drops of red and flame-burning medicinal liquid. The medicinal liquid is constantly rotating around the center point quickly. With each rotation, its volume will shrink by a minute.

In the blink of an eye, it became slight and the city lord's eyes became brighter and brighter. After three breaths, he laughed loudly, opened his mouth and sucked gently.

I saw the three drops of medicine liquid connected into a row and were swallowed by it.

"At most one stick of incense, I can recover to 50% of my strength!" The city lord didn't believe that the outside world was calm, so he said that.

Miao Xiaomiao nodded and condensed a passage in the air: "It's enough to have 50% of its strength, and the city lord's help is needed in the war in the outside world."

The city lord's eyebrows and eyes slightly condensed, and after he exhaled a breath of turbid air, he closed his eyes.

Only half a stick of incense, the city lord's body trembled suddenly, and even the chains made a crisp sound.

The buzzing sound also sounded at this time. The runes around the city lord's body appeared one by one. These runes were ink, and there were even skeleton patterns inside, which surprised the little cat.
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