Want to read my heart soar?Have you been tricked? Hahaha

Currently, following the stall owner's instructions, I walked through a narrow alley and found a stall specializing in monster beasts.

Compared to the city center, this place seems much quieter and quieter. There are many iron cages placed against the wall, of various sizes. Most of them are covered with black cloth. Occasionally, you can see the iron cages placed through the gaps in the black cloth. Fierce scarlet beast eyes.

As soon as she stepped into this place, several pairs of eyes looked over at her. There were inquiring, curious, excited, contemptuous, appraising, etc., many eyes intertwined together, and finally a middle-aged monk in black robe took the initiative to greet her,
"What kind of monster do you want, little girl? I think you are young and may not be able to control a monster that is too ferocious. Why not buy a bird feather? It looks beautiful and will have strong attack power when you become an adult. Most female fairies, They all support this.”

With that said, the black-robed stall owner opened the cloth and showed the bird feathers to Jin Chao.

The gorgeous feathers suddenly hit Jin Chao's sight. Before she could take a closer look at the patterns on them, the stall owner had already covered them with black cloth, and the faint light suddenly disappeared.

The black-robed stall owner asked confidently, "How's it going? This bird feather didn't disappoint you, did it?"

"Feathers with such rare feathers are rare. I don't make much money from you. I only need two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones. In addition, I will give you an extra exquisite lock to facilitate taking the bird feathers away. Little girl, consider it. How's it going?"

He said he was asking how Jin Chao was thinking about it, but in fact he didn't give Jin Chao time to think about it. He said a series of words that would make people dizzy, and if they didn't pay attention, they would agree to what he said.

But now, no matter how much he talks, he always keeps his head clear.

It takes 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones to exchange for a medium-grade spiritual stone. Two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones means 2 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. In today's world, it is undoubtedly an astronomical figure.

What's more, based on her understanding of Master, she doesn't seem to be a rich person.

"I don't buy monsters." After saying this, the stall owner's face changed slightly under his black robe, but he was a businessman after all, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Little girl, if you don't want to buy monster beasts, why don't you come to the monster beast stall? What's the matter?"

Jin Zhao asked, "Are there female beasts that have given birth to cubs among the monsters you sell? I want to buy some beast milk."

Only then did the black-robed stall owner see the bit of white hair in her arms. It turned out to be a small, motionless animal. He thought it was the fox fur he bought.

The stall owner looked away and said, "Yes, three yuan for a bottle of low-grade spiritual stones. If you want more, I'll give you a cheaper price, only two yuan for a bottle."

Jin Zhao estimated his assets and said, "I want two hundred bottles."

The stall owner bent down to count the bottles to her, and said without looking back, "A total of four hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

Looking at such a small bottle of animal milk costing four hundred spirit stones, Dabai suddenly felt a bit of pain in her body. Dabai rubbed her chin in a flattering manner, as if she was afraid that she would regret it now and not buy animal milk for herself.

Jin Zhao scratched its head, and the little guy closed his eyes in enjoyment.

After buying the animal milk, I used the few remaining spirit stones to buy a talisman pen and a stack of yellow paper, which cost a hundred spirit stones.

After getting everything ready, he left the city today and walked to a deserted place before taking out the flying spirit boat.

She is now more and more comfortable controlling the spirit boat, and the surrounding scene is retreating like a rapid stream, leaving only afterimages.

In order to avoid hitting the mountain, the current height of the spirit boat is controlled so that it is equal to the floating clouds, and the view is very wide.

Suddenly, several green vines shot out of the ground, shot straight into the sky, and wrapped around the spirit boat!
Now she was caught off guard and fell against the wall of the spirit boat. She didn't have time to protect herself with her spiritual power, and her whole body was about to fall apart.

The spirit boat was still shaking. As soon as she got up, she felt another strong sense of weightlessness, making her almost unable to stand still.

Dabai tried hard to bite the vine that penetrated through it, but its power was too weak and it had no effect at all.

"Dabai, come here!"

Calling it Jin Chao, the little white tiger hesitated for a while and ran to her side.

"Call to Lihuo, everything will be silent and burn!"

Jin Chao Qingyin shouted, a flaming fire feather gently fell down and stuck to the vine, and the red silk thread strangled it instantly with lightning speed!

Boom - the spirit boat sank.

Currently protecting Dabai and controlling the spirit boat, several vines emerged again, hanging straight down from the clouds, like an upside-down waterfall, blocking the way.

A figure as light as a swallow jumped up onto the clouds, and said with a charming smile, "Little girl, hand over the little tiger in your arms, and I may let you keep the whole body."

As for saving a small life, this is impossible.

No one will leave any hidden dangers for themselves, even if the other party looks as weak as an ant.

Jin Chao hugged Da Bai and looked at the person with wary eyes to distract her attention, "When did you focus on me?"

"It's okay to tell you. When I'm at the stall where monsters are bought and sold, I'll take a look..."

The hand in Jin's sleeve quickly kneaded the secret, and a stream of light popped up. With a "swish", it penetrated into the clouds. The woman's voice stopped suddenly and her face became ugly.

"What did you just do?"

boom!
The five-color light falling from the sky fell on Lingzhou, and a male cultivator in black followed him. He turned his head and glanced at the woman, and said coldly, "Why are you wasting so much time talking to her?"

"Did you know that she almost sent out a distress signal?"

The woman in red curled her lips, she had something on her mind, but she also realized her carelessness and did not defend herself.

Fortunately, Black Wind intercepted the distress signal in time.

But that little girl dared to fool herself. Thinking of this, the woman in red had a fierce look in her eyes. She gathered a ball of spiritual power in her palm and wanted to hit him.

The woman suddenly froze. The empty spirit boat had many holes punctured by her vines. The remaining leaves fell to the ground and was in a mess, except for the yellow figure.

"What about her?"

Hei Feng slapped the spirit boat with his palm and said angrily, "He must have escaped while we were not paying attention, why don't you chase him!"

The woman almost broke her silver teeth and cursed, "I really underestimated her. I thought she was just a white rabbit that was being slaughtered, but I didn't expect that she was a cunning fox!"

The two fell to the ground quickly. Heifeng squatted down, observed the footprints on the ground for a moment, and said, "Going to the east."

After flying for a while, the footprints became shallower and shallower, and the black wind stopped without warning. The woman bumped into his back, rubbed her nose, and complained, "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid we fell into her trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Black Wind said with a gloomy face.

"Hongluo, turn back immediately and chase to the west! She may have gone back!"

The woman smoothed her hair, her eyes were like hooks, but there was a trace of doubt in her eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't the footprints go along the east side?"

Heifeng's face showed annoyance at being deceived, "Open your eyes and look carefully. Are these footprints?"

Hong Luo took a closer look, and she saw the clue, "Illusion?"

"Hasn't this kind of unpopular thing disappeared long ago?"

If there are three, six or nine levels of magic, even in the eyes of casual practitioners, illusion is just the lowest level and the least popular thing.

(End of this chapter)