Chapter 2805 Funny Little Yellow Chicken

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Ling Chuxi carefully cut out half of the Molan leaf and put it in her mouth. A cool and pure clear stream without any impurities poured into the body along the tip of the tongue and immersed in the sea of ​​mind.

The sea of ​​mind and spirit, like the boundless ocean, has also become blue and beautiful, so clear that it makes people tremble, and the martial arts core, which was originally half-condensed but severely damaged, has also become solid again, radiating Gentle and holy light.

Ling Chuxi clearly felt that in just an instant, most of her spiritual sense injuries had healed. Although it had not returned to its previous level, it had completely stabilized.

Now even if she uses the sword heart and soul breaking technique with all her strength, she will only feel tired easily, and there will no longer be the stinging pain of damaged consciousness in her mind.

This is only half-leaf Molan. It has such a good effect on repairing spiritual consciousness. If it is refined into a pill, how good should it be? Ling Chuxi was even more looking forward to it.

With a thought, Ling Chuxi entered the Xumi space. The little yellow chicken was having fun with the dozen or so phantom spirit worms. As soon as she saw Ling Chuxi coming over, she immediately flapped her wings and flew out clumsily. Or jumped over.

Ling Chuxi noticed that the little guy was not very long, but the big red bird's crown on the top of his head had changed a bit. It looked more colorful, and it was estimated that he had grown a bit.

The little yellow chicken landed on Ling Chuxi's head and happily built a chicken coop.

For the hobby of little yellow chickens, Ling Chuxi was really helpless.

Ling Chuxi came to the god Fusang tree and planted Molan. A Molan has only a few leaves, even if you count the roots, you can't make a few spiritual pills. Ling Chuxi would not do it.

If it were someone else, even if he was given a Molan, he would not be able to transplant and survive, but Ling Chuxi had the space of Xumi. With the chaotic energy that started from the source, and the abundant spiritual power provided by the Fusang tree, As long as there is a trace of vitality, Ling Chuxi is sure to transplant and survive.

This Molan was very careful when collecting it, and even the roots were not damaged at all. In addition, the owner of Yizhuang kept it properly, and the vitality was still very strong, so naturally there was no problem.

"Xiao Huang, this is called Mo Lan, but it's a great treasure. Take a good look at it. If half a leaf is missing, I'll pluck your hair and drink it." Ling Chuxi took the little yellow chicken from the top of her head. Pulled it down, pointed at Mo Lan and warned.

The stakes are very important, and she has to be cautious. This little guy can have fun with everything when he is crazy. God knows if he will pull Mo Lan to build a chicken coop on a whim.

"啾啾..." The little yellow chicken called out in disapproval, full of contempt. As if to say, I am interested in building a nest on your head, not this weed.

"It's fine if you don't, anyway, you have to be careful with me." Ling Chuxi guessed what it meant and said.

"啾..." Ling Chuxi was about to turn around when she heard the little yellow chicken let out a clearly frightened cry.

"What's wrong?" Ling Chuxi asked.

The little yellow chicken stared at the double yellow bean eyes, and pointed at the half of the Molan with a small wing, and his eyes were full of horror.

Don't look at this little guy's disapproval on the surface, he is still very afraid of being plucked and stewed by Ling Chuxi.

"That's what I did, it won't be counted on your head, don't worry." Ling Chuxi said with a smile in her heart when she saw it.

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