Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Bei Mingye's lips curled slightly. He smiled, and it felt like the whole world had lost its color: "It's not poisonous, I know."

Mu Qingli was stunned, but she was only stunned for a second, and then she smiled evilly:

"You guessed wrong. It's poisonous and will leave you unable to move for half an hour. I'm leaving now. Take care!"

Although this was immoral, his life was more important. Mu Qingli rushed forward like a rabbit, fearing that if he was a second late he would be swallowed by the big bad wolf.

Bei Mingye, lying on the ground, looked at Mu Qingli who had disappeared. The smile on the corner of his mouth never faded, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness and pampering in that smile.

He stood up slowly, took out a ghost mask and put it on his face. His whole temperament suddenly changed, exuding a hint of alienation and indifference, making people feel unattainable.

That’s right, the medicine Mu Qingli gave him was of no use at all because it was too low-grade.

His thin lips, as cool as water, moved slightly, and he called out a name: "Xuanpo."

A dark figure suddenly appeared in front of Bei Mingye and knelt on one knee: "Master."

"Protect her." Bei Mingye paused and continued, "Stay away and don't let her find out."

He knew very well that this girl had strong reconnaissance abilities, and if Xuan Po got closer, he would definitely be discovered by her.

Xuan Po immediately agreed and followed the direction Mu Qingli left.

Bei Mingye glanced indifferently in that direction and uttered two words: "Wait for me..."

After saying that, he tore the space apart directly. Bei Mingye turned around and stepped into the black hole, and the space crack also disappeared like a passing cloud.

Mu Qingli on the other side had just left when he encountered a second-level monster.

A second-level demon beast was equivalent to a fourth-level human spiritualist, and it was no match for Mu Qingli. Mu Qingli easily killed it, then took out a dagger, skinned it, and roasted it on the spot.

Having not eaten for several days, Mu Qingli was really a little hungry.

"Master, this is the Phantom Fire Crystal Pig. Not only is its meat delicious, but its core can also be used to make medicine."

Mianmian reminded him from the side, and Mu Qingli slashed the Phantom Fire Crystal Pig's head with his dagger, and a complete beast pill was cut out.

Xuan Po, who was far away, looked at Mu Qingli's skillful appearance, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face. He thought Mu Qingli was a delicate girl, but he didn't expect her to be so decisive when wielding a knife.

Suddenly, a faint strange fragrance wafted from afar. Xuan Po sniffed twice and his eyes fell on the Fantasy Fire Crystal Pig that Mu Qingli was roasting.

It smells so good, I want to eat it...

Xuan Po swallowed his saliva. This feeling of wanting to eat but not being able to eat was really not pleasant. He had no choice but to divert his attention. He took out a green stone and said a few words to the other side:

"Bai Mo, the master assigned me an easy task. Do you want to know what it is?"

The person on the other side of the stone quickly replied in a very cold tone: "I don't want to."

Ahhhhh, Xuanpo was scratching his head anxiously, how could Bai Mo be so unromantic!

"Are you sure you don't want to know?"

Xuanpo didn't give up and asked again.

Bai Mo frowned over there: "Boring, I have things to do, I don't have time to chat with you."

Xuanpo was so angry that he almost died, and he unilaterally decided to break off the friendship for one day.

While Xuanpo was chatting, Mu Qingli's roast suckling pig was already out of the pot, sprinkled with the seasoning he had just found on the road, and the aroma was fragrant.

Mianmian looked at it eagerly: "Master, I want to eat."

Mu Qingli: "Then go back to the space and go in to eat."

Mu Qingli didn't want others to see Mianmian suddenly turn into a human. After all, people could appear in this forest at any time.

As if to confirm her guess, she had just moved Mianmian and half a roasted pork leg into the space when a young man suddenly ran over from a distance.

The young man stared at the roast suckling pig in Mu Qingli's hand with shining eyes, his mouth almost watering. "Are you selling this roast pig?"

Mu Qingli glanced at the boy, who was shorter than him and probably only about eleven or twelve years old. "Sorry, no sales."

The young man almost cried when he heard this. He tried hard to smell the aroma of the roasted suckling pig, as if it could satisfy his craving. He stopped talking and just stared at Mu Qingli as he stuffed the roasted suckling pig into his mouth.

Mu Qingli felt a little embarrassed by being stared at. She could even hear the boy swallowing his saliva. She sighed, unpacked a roasted pork leg and handed it to the boy: "That's all, no more."

The young man took it excitedly and sat next to Mu Qingli in a very familiar manner:

"Little sister, why did you come out alone? Where are your elders? It's too dangerous here. Why don't you just follow me? I will protect you!"

Mu Qingli was speechless when she heard his address: "I'm older than you."

But the young man obviously didn't believe it. He stuffed his mouth with roast pork and swallowed it with a gulp.

"Don't disbelieve me, I'm already 14 years old! By the way, my name is Murong Jingchen, what's yours?"

"Li Qing, and I'm older than you."

Mu Qingli casually said a pseudonym and continued to eat the roast suckling pig calmly.

Murong Jingchen was stunned and said reluctantly: "Okay then, I will call you sister reluctantly."

Mu Qingli laughed. This kid was quite funny, but too stupid. He dared to eat strangers' things and was not afraid of being poisoned.

I thought the boy would leave after eating, but I didn't expect him to stick to me: "Although you are older than me, you are not as strong as me. Come with me, I can protect you!"

Mu Qingli stood up, compared his height, and then compared his ears: "Do you think you can protect me?"

Murong Jingchen immediately understood what Mu Qingli meant. His face flushed red as he said angrily, "I will grow taller!"

Mu Qingli chuckled, cleaned up the mess, and left.

Murong Jingchen followed like a follower, but he seemed to still be angry about Mu Qingli's ridicule, and kept a distance from Mu Qingli.

Mu Qingli stopped and leaned against a tree with a somewhat amused look on his face: "Why are you following me?"

Murong Jingchen glared at her fiercely, and said fiercely: "We just happened to be going the same way. I didn't mean to follow you! I definitely didn't follow you! Absolutely not!"

He repeated it several times, as if he was afraid that Mu Qingli wouldn't believe it.

"Okay, I see. Keep going then."

Mu Qingli sat on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.

Murong Jingchen stamped his feet and rushed forward. After walking about a hundred meters, he looked back and said, "Hey! I'm already leaving. Aren't you leaving too?"

Mu Qingli didn't even open his eyes: "No, I'm tired, I need to rest."

"Well...I...I'm tired too. I need to rest too!"

Mu Qingli was actually refining the roasted suckling pig. Although the spiritual energy contained in the roasted suckling pig was very thin, it was still useful to her as a fifth-level spiritualist.

Murong Jingchen imitated Mu Qingli and sat cross-legged, but his eyes were secretly looking at Mu Qingli, as if he was afraid that she would leave quietly.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy in Mu Qingli's body began to circulate, and the spiritual energy around him became a little more active.

Murong Jingchen didn't care about the little quarrel anymore and turned his gaze directly to Mu Qingli. Is she going to advance?