Crossed into the cultivation world and became a farming boss

Chapter 98

But when the child grows up, it will take more than ten or twenty years!

She is just a mortal... There is really no way to wait.

Now we can only wait for the Stone Forest Avenue to be completed to attract more people into the city.

Although the closure of the city has changed a lot, compared with the outside world, it is still a small city with no merits.

Apart from cheap spirit meat and medicinal wine, there is almost no attraction at present, and the only advantage is probably the proximity to the Luofeng Mountains.

correct!

Now she still has another advantage—Lingtan water!

It's a pity that there is a monster tortoise in the fusion stage under the Lingtan, otherwise it would still be able to go there.

Although Ling seemed to be fine, the wolfdog asked her for Mo Jing every three days, and then fell asleep after asking for it. This situation was very similar to that after the Black Python war, and the situation was obviously not optimistic.

Lingtan water cannot be obtained, and the remaining half must be used wisely.

Half of the potion used to increase the effect of the low-level elixir and the improvement of the bone-refining elixir had already been spent. Now we can see if we can prepare some low-level elixir to attract monks!
Just as he was thinking, there was a muffled snort from the beast.

Ling Xi was startled and looked back hastily.

In an instant, he saw Lingkou vomit blood and collapsed on the ground.

A large pool of jet-black blood stains was extremely penetrating.

She quickly stepped forward and shook, but Naihe Ling just didn't wake up, if it wasn't for the souls of one person and one wolf being involved, she would have thought that the other party was dead.

She had no choice but to go to look for her second uncle and Gu Chuan, who were the most powerful monks in the city, and Ling Xi really didn't know what to do if they couldn't do anything about it.

When the two of them came, the second uncle was startled and frightened.

If the golden wolf is dead, wouldn't Xi'er also die?

Gu Chuan had already stepped forward to investigate, and after a careful inspection, he said: "The internal injury and external injury are extremely serious, but fortunately, the monster's physique is far from human, and it has been forced to bleed and bruise. At this time, it is the weakest, and it is necessary to recuperate well."

Only then did Ling Xi let out a long breath, and after seeing the two of them off, she slowly crouched down in front of Ling with her knees hugged.

She frowned slightly, her own wolf cub suffered such a serious injury, and he seemed to be fine every day, did she not want others to see him weak?
Ling Xi sighed, diluted the remaining spirit pool water, opened the wolf's mouth, and poured it in.

Lingtan water is perfect for healing, but Ling took it at the risk of his life, so it is only natural to give it back to him.

Ling Xi fetched a clean cloth towel again, wiped off the blood on his body, and gently ran down his fur.

Ling Xi didn't realize that the golden wolf had woken up quietly.

Ling had woken up from the moment the Lingtan water fell into his stomach.

In the past, stupid women regarded this thing as a treasure and used it drop by drop, so how could they be so extravagant and just let him drink it up?

Moreover, the girl in front of me was very strange.It seems to have a magical power.

She caressed his wolf fur one by one, and the warmth from the palm of her hand gradually soothed a restless heart.

The golden wolf closed his eyes softly and docilely, as if recalling his childhood.

He was born in the depths of the Luofeng Mountains. After nine deaths, he escaped from the mouths of thousands of monsters and practiced his current skills year after year.

Wolves are monsters that live in packs, protect their calves, and appear in groups that are far more united than other races. Because of this, they also have a place in the middle of the Luofeng Mountain Range.

However, he is an outlier.

The wind wolf didn't recognize him and drove him away.As for the other kind of thin blood in his body, he couldn't even know its race.

The human monks said he was like a poodle, and laughed at him playfully—a bastard.

He is not angry because those people have been torn apart by him.

He has long been used to being alone, and it doesn't matter what the ethnic group is.

However, these hands are so gentle.

Can't help it...

I can't help it, I want to get closer...

(End of this chapter)