Chapter 306

What kind of place is Wanmo Cliff, the area where monsters belong.

So, in the fairy world, a silent name began to be gradually forgotten,
Occasionally someone mentions it, that is, "Oh, that fallen angel who sells fake medicine and hurts people"

So, strictly speaking, Yan Mozhi was dubbed a liar and fallen god by an unknown "medical trouble" incident, and he was expelled from the fairy world.

But, who knows, it's not a blessing in disguise.

Yan Mozhi sat cross-legged, sitting on the big plank bed that had been turned into a stone bed, watching the ball-like snowbird rushing in and out for him, feeling quite happy.

It's the same for him no matter where he lives.

Besides, it's fun to have such a silly bird like a snowball here.

Of course, if it wasn't for every year, the magic pit would suddenly convulse, and he would be grabbed from the cave and taken to the bone tower to be tortured to death, Yan Mozhi felt that life here was perfect.

The visibility is not a problem at all, and it is not a problem at all if the aura is completely mixed with the magic energy. It is because of Yan Mozhi's body, he doesn't need to care about this.

An Jingjing, there is another one that is very cute and cute, with a nice voice, and it doesn't make people annoying when it squeaks. On the contrary, it is in a very happy mood, saying that if it weren't for this injury, this day is really nothing optional.

Today is exactly ten years since Yan Mozhi came here.

Ten years, just looking at the long-term, is a blink of an eye for practitioners like them.

And that snowbird, that is, He Shuangjian in the previous life, didn't know why it hadn't changed its body shape since it picked up Yan Mozhi that day.

Maybe it was because he felt that the first impression left in the eyes of the Great God seemed not bad, so he dangled in front of Yan Mozhi like a snowball for ten years.

Fortunately, even though his body swelled as if he had been blown, He Shuangjian's wings still flapped flexibly.

And after ten years of following this great god's ass, He Shuangjian has become addicted to following him.It's even a little ambiguous.

"Master, do you think this Qingtan flower is suitable for medicine?"

He Shuang blinked his eyes, picked up a piece of green grass in his mouth, and asked Yan Mozhi.

"Suitable for."

Yan Mozhi crossed his legs and nodded.

At the end is the bone fairy wind, which makes people feel a little distanced.

His face was also cold, but his tone was extremely gentle.

So gentle, those fairies and gods who have been in front of Yan Mozhi for hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years have never heard of it.

He Shuangjian didn't mind Yan Mozhi's cold face, she knew that it was the great god who got tired after coming out of the magic pit.

As long as she can hear the great god's gentle voice, she is very good and satisfied. .

Those things in the magic pit are really nothing.

She didn't even give her face, and she was tossing to death. Her great god.

See if she doesn't torment them to death tonight, that Virgo architect told her a lot about the fun of these magic pits.

Tonight she will avenge her great god.

What a great master, he added a bit of handsomeness to their tossing.

It's too much.

Thinking angrily in her heart, He Shuang smiled sweetly when she met her, "Master, do you think the medicine has healed like this?"

Because Yan Mozhi was injured, He Shuang volunteered to serve him upon seeing him.

Of course, this errand was also the first time that Yan Mozhi frightened He Shuangjian when he was dragged into the magic pit and came out.

And He Shuang relied on Yan Mozhi after seeing where he came from.

(End of this chapter)

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