Chapter 51: Goodbye Long Ming (1)

Lei Lizhong stared at this golden-eyed flying snake for a moment, then shook his hands and exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a golden-eyed flying snake with the strength of an eight-stage spirit beast!" There are 5 levels of talent! ”

When Murong Feixue heard this, she pursed her lips and said with some smuggling: "Wasting a piece of good meat on my will attract such a gluttonous snake." ”

Long Ming, who was originally watching a good show on the sidelines, couldn't help laughing: "Woman, you are really greedy!" ”

"It's just that I don't want to do a loss-making deal......" Murong Feixue raised her eyebrows slightly, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As soon as the words fell, he drew a spell in the void and imprisoned the golden-eyed flying snake he caught. Then he threw his hand into the space ring. A set of actions is done in one go, and the flow is smooth.

After finishing it, he turned his head to the little white tiger who was still stunned on the side and ordered: "Enter the space ring and show me this snake, don't be scared to death, I'll keep it and continue to roast and eat." ”

"Meow, obey!" The little white tiger raised his head and howled.

Thinking that he would be able to eat the meat of the Demon Beast in the future, he happily flew into the space ring. The golden-eyed flying snake, which was still struggling, saw the little white tiger and suddenly looked like a mouse meeting a cat. Silence was like a cicada......

"Master, master, this monster is afraid of me!" The little white tiger also knew the truth, and happily asked Murong Feixue for credit.

When Murong Feixue heard this, there was a look of understanding in his eyes. Sure enough, the tiger is the king of the jungle.

This was the case with the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf who had seen Murong Yeyao before. A fierce beast that was still menacing was wilted as soon as it saw the little white tiger pounce in. The other monsters also did birds and beasts scatter without fighting. It seems that as he expected, these monsters are afraid of the little white tiger.

In the future, as long as you want a Warcraft, you can let the little white tiger come out and tame it, which is the simplest! Thinking of this, Murong Feixue curled the corners of her lips and raised a satisfied smile.

"Are you still addicted? Laughing so happily? ”

Long Ming raised his sword eyebrows, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, and looked at Murong Feixue funny.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat, if you can't eat, you're only responsible for helping me take care of it, this girl doesn't dislike much." Murong Feixue said unceremoniously.

Hearing the meaning of Murong Feixue's words, Long Ming also nodded happily and agreed: "Okay, I'll catch your space ring until I can't put it down!" ”

After that, along the way, Little White Tiger and Long Ming really caught the demonic beast for Murong Feixue.

What three-headed ink Jiao, bloodthirsty jade spider, fat yang bird, fierce beast, Qingfeng Niu, Thunder Peng, ice armor python, treasure hunting gopher, storm ape, shadow demon fox, shadow moon demon wolf, almost all the rare varieties in this forest, Long Ming helped Murong Feixue catch them all......

Murong Feixue is also not afraid of those who come, and those who are afraid do not come. With a smile on his face, he put them all into his spatial ring. The mercenaries on the side were so envious that their saliva was about to flow out. All kinds of envy, jealousy, hatred......

Lei Lizhong whispered behind the two of them a little in a whisper: "Hey...... I'm afraid that the brothers won't be able to catch valuable monsters when they come out in the future...... It's not easy......"

The little white tiger also shouted straight in the space ring: "Master, stop it!" There was no place to put his feet on the rice, and he was squeezed to death...... Help......"

Murong Feixue waved her hand at Long Ming and said, "It's almost, let's go!" We'll see you another day. ”

Hearing this, Long Ming's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he complained to Murong Feixue with a look of dissatisfaction: "It's too obvious for you to cross the river and tear down the bridge, right?" ”

The mountains are full of flowers, and the green mountains are far away. The sun was already setting. Half of the clouds were dyed. Under the red and glamorous curtain, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated Murong Feixue's soft silhouette.