God-level wish system dominates the whole field

Chapter 990 Picking up a Tiankui Willow
Yang Ling was taken aback when he heard the words, then he laughed and said, "Okay, very good!"

"That's right, from the first time I saw you, my intuition told me that we had a predestined relationship in our previous lives."

"I finally rescued you safely, I am so relieved!"

Hearing this, Mo Qilin looked at Yang Ling with reverence, and even trembled with excitement.

"Ding, you have fulfilled Mo Qilin's wish to have a fate with you in the past life, and the wish value is +3."

"+3?"

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

If the intimacy is above 200 points, you can get more wishing points. Yang Ling is so happy!

Of course, the fate between previous lives was messed up by him, of course. With this level of intimacy, Mo Qilin had reached the level of blind trust in Yang Ling, his master.

It's a pity that Mo Qilin was already very weak at this moment. After Yang Ling hesitated for a moment, he waved his hand and put him in the wish space.

In the garden of the space house, Mengmeng stared at the dying black unicorn in front of her, and said with wide eyes, "This, is this a unicorn?!"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "It will join our big family in the future."

"Mengmeng, I will give it to you for the time being. After you practice, feed him some spiritual herbs and medicines, and let him recover from his injuries as soon as possible."

Mengmeng nodded vigorously, pulled out a thousand-year-old ginseng from the medicine garden not far away, and dangled it in front of Mo Qilin, just like teasing a cat.

And Mo Qilin's eyes widened, and after being stiff for a moment, he couldn't control himself and scratched with his paws, making Xiaomengmeng giggle.

"Ding, you have fulfilled Mengmeng's desire to have a big cat to play with, and the wish value is +1."

Seeing this, Yang Ling rolled his eyes. Is this the unicorn that I caught after a near-death escape, not a cat!
He complained crazily in his heart, but there were more important things to do at the moment, and he was too lazy to take care of them.

After leaving the space, Yang Ling rushed all the way towards the blood pool. After witnessing the huge deep pit with his own eyes, he still felt a chill down his spine.

He's playing with fire, it's better to do less of this kind of thing in the future.

When approaching the center, he carefully explored and moved forward. After making sure that there was no one nearby, he moved and appeared at the original blood pool.

In the huge pit tens of meters deep, everything around it turned into scorched earth. Yang Ling searched carefully, but unfortunately, there was nothing of value left, and no corpse was found.

Even Fairy Moxiang was able to escape from birth, he believed that with Huang Twelve's ability, he must still be alive.

Just as he was about to leave here and want to continue searching, he suddenly spotted a touch of grass green from the corner of his eye.

Walking over to take a look, there was a light snort.

Geranium Willow!
This is the magic weapon of Huang Twelve, Tiankui Willow. Although it was a little damaged by the bombing, it is still intact as a whole!
Thinking that the situation was too dangerous at that time, Huang Twelve had no time to collect the magic weapon and fled away.

Holding this willow tree more than one meter in his hand, Yang Ling found that there was an amazing life force of vegetation in it. Unfortunately, it was something that had been refined by Huang Twelve Festivals. It would be fine if he died, but this person is obviously still alive. live.

After hesitating for a while, he tried to use the supernatural power of transferring flowers and trees to see if he could transfer the vitality inside him. After doing this, he succeeded!
Yang Ling was overjoyed by this discovery, and without a word, he put the item into the lovesickness bracelet, with a deep smile on his face.

However, he is not in a hurry to do anything now, but continues to search to see if there are any fish that slip through the net.

It's a pity that after searching this deep pit until midnight, there was nothing left except for Tiankui Liu, and there was no dust bead from the barbarian tribe that he wanted most, which was really disappointing.

After a soft sigh, he also gave up, unfolded the Thunder Tunnel and disappeared into the night.

In a cave far away from the deep pit, Huang Twelve heaved a sigh of relief and stood up slowly.

The limbs that had been melted by the thunder energy had completely recovered. He walked out of the cave, looked at the deep pit in the distance, and sighed leisurely.

Beside her, a girl came over, and she sighed softly: "Brother Twelve, I have already ordered the clansmen to search for traces of Yang Ling and Mo Qilin."

Huang Twelve looked back at the girl, shook his head slightly and said: "Mo Qilin must have been hidden deep in the ground, and Yang Ling is not something ordinary people can deal with, so there is no need to let them die in vain."

"But……"

The girl gritted her teeth and said, "Brother! That Yang Ling has hurt us so badly, I can't swallow it."

Huang Twelve said calmly: "Yinyue, although Yang Ling's cultivation level is not high, I have only seen him as cunning and vicious. Such a person is more difficult to deal with than those sons of the sea and the earth."

"I thought the final battle would be a decisive battle between us and the Sea Clan, but today's Human Clan is beyond my expectations..."

The girl Yinyue frowned and said: "Brother, according to the records in the family's classics, there will occasionally be a few people on Earth who are amazingly talented and brilliant, but their overall strength is weak, and after the people of the tribe have recovered, it will be no problem to take them down." .”

After hearing the words, Huang Twelve was silent for a while and said: "Earthlings are also a branch of the human race after all, so they should not be underestimated."

"But what you said is indeed not unreasonable. Today's human race on Earth is not a pure human race anymore."

Seeing Huang Twelve said so, the girl's mouth showed a smile, she remembered something and said: "By the way, Brother Twelve, Princess Angela's whereabouts, she is now in the barracks of the Sea Clan army."

"Ah."

Huang Twelve nodded and said, "What else?"

"Also, and..."

The girl was a little hesitant, but under Huang Twelve's stern gaze, she still muttered: "According to the investigation of the Huangying Branch, there are more than a dozen members of our tribe, Princess Angela, the Seventh Elder of the Sea Clan, Yang Ling, and the Son of the Ocean. A few days ago, they fought in the sea of ​​Qixia flowers."

"Yang Ling was injured by Angela when he was snatching Qixia flower dew, and then the son of the ocean appeared and rescued the princess who was almost killed by Yang Ling."

"After some fighting, Yang Ling killed the seventh elder of the Hai Clan and several of our clansmen, took the Qixia Flower Dew and fled..."

Huang Twelve sneered at the words: "Unexpectedly, the son of Haiyang would let Yang Ling snatch the Qixia flower dew, and finally let this person retreat completely. It seems that it is nothing more than that."

When he said this, Huang Twelve's expression was very disdainful. It seemed that this person had a bigger prejudice against the Son of the Ocean than Yang Ling.

"anything else?"

"what?"

Yinyue bit her lower lip, took a peek at Huang Twelve's face, saw that his expression was indifferent, and then said after hesitating: "According to rumors, Angela seems to have some relationship with the Son of the Ocean..."

"I can't tell the relationship."

(End of this chapter)