"Jiji..."

The little fox cried out and said that she was not asleep, but there were no such things here. The nearby ones were almost found by Shen Qingci. If she still wanted these, she could only go further away.

Shen Qingci thought about it and finally felt that he was not taking risks anymore. These things were good, but she had already brought the most expensive one on the snow mountain. She should keep some of those Samsons and the like in the mountains, and also some for future generations.

A gust of cold wind suddenly appeared beside him. When Shen Qingci looked up, he saw Mo Li holding a sword.

Then she suddenly felt her shoulders lighter, and Mo Li had already picked up the firewood above her shoulders.

When they went back, Xiao Hu still lay on the wolf skin, sleeping with his eyes closed, and exposing his belly. Every year, he was happy when he saw his fox mother, so he rushed over and lay beside Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu raised her eyelids, then turned over and continued to sleep.

"Jiji..."

The little fox grabbed Xiao Hu with his claws from time to time. He was hungry and wanted to eat meat.

Xiao Hu was unwilling to do so and licked the little fox rudely, and took the little fox out.

And Shen Qingci has long been used to the coming and going of these two foxes.

At this time, she was holding the jade box contained in Mo Li's bag. The bag was picked up by Mo Li later, and she really didn't lose it.

In order to be safe before they went up the mountain, they brought an extra jade box. Now Mo Li is useful. Although the book says that the five-year blood ginseng can be stored for ten years even if it is outside. It is a spiritual object, so naturally she brings other medicinal materials to be unspiritual, but she still feels that it is safer to put it in the jade box.

Shen Qingci walked to his place where the ginseng was placed in his arms, and saw her squatting on the ground, taking out ginseng from a large stone cave.

For five hundred years, Mo Li also squatted down and was busy picking up ginseng. They were all ginseng, so how could he throw it around like this?

As a result, Shen Qing [Dingdian Novel     www.xbooktxt.me] threw out several more times.

Six hundred years, eight hundred years, nine hundred years, and then it was like throwing a radish and kissing it for thousands of years, and it was thrown out without thinking about it.

The five hundred years old ginseng in Mo Li's hand fell to the ground.

After Shen Qingci threw out the radish on the ground, he picked up something from it.

"Mo Li, take the jade box over."

"Oh..." Mo Li took the jade box and put it on his lap. However, when she saw the thing Shen Qingci was holding, she directly gasped and almost smashed the jade box.

This is the blood ginseng, a blood ginseng of five thousand years.

And she only now knows why Shen Qingci threw these hundreds of years of ginseng like radishes. Under this blood ginseng, all the ginseng is radishes.

Blood ginseng is a strange thing in the world, and few people have seen it. Not to mention taking a bite, even if you just eat a ginseng, it will be useful for resurrection.

Shen Qingci carefully placed the blood ginseng in the jade box, and then covered the jade box. When she raised her head, she was facing Mo Li's eyes. This was the first time she saw Mo Li with such an expression.

Is this a surprise or dazed?

She took the jade box from Mo Li and placed it in the stone cave. She knew about this stone cave on the first day of the day. She thought that it could be used to put a lot of things. She put the blood ginseng inside, and then threw the other ginseng in like a cabbage.

Maybe it was because there were too many that in her eyes, these things were really like cabbage. Thinking about the fact that a hundred-year-old ginseng made Song Mingjiang die from crying at the door of the medicine shop, while a thousand-year-old ginseng can save lives. Now, all of these things, together, are afraid that ginseng without a single blood ginseng must be valuable.

Mo Li came over and blocked the entrance of the cave with something, just like he was afraid that he would be stolen. If only their master and servant were, she would not be so nervous, but don’t forget that there was an outsider.

Yes, outsiders, in Mo Li's heart, Qian Zichen is an outsider or an outsider among outsiders. They say that they are not of my race and their hearts will be punished. Even if they have business dealings, but in different places, what are they thinking about in their hearts? Who can know?

No matter how bad it is, there are not two foxes.

"They eat meat every year, but they don't eat this," Shen Qingci explained, as if they knew what Mo Li was worried about.

Blood ginseng is a good thing, but the fox doesn't know how to eat it. She even made Nian bite it. Who knew that after Nian bite, she was almost vomited. She dug out so many ginseng, but she didn't see Nian bite it again.

She even took out a thousand-year-old ginseng to feed Xiao Hu.

If anyone knows that she uses thousand-year-old ginseng to feed the fox, I wonder if she would hate her wasteful gifts.

Shen Qingci is actually kind-hearted, hoping that Xiao Hu's health can be better and become a strong fox so that he can protect him well. After all, he is still young now.

But she didn't eat it every year, and Xiao Hu didn't eat it either, so she could only put a little ginseng every time, and the meaty taste covered the ginseng flavor, so no matter the Qianzichen outside or the two foxes, she didn't taste it.

He didn't know that either, so Shen Qingci added another sentence, because she had already discovered that Mo Li's murderous intent had arisen.

Mo Li wanted to kill Qian Zichen.

Because only dead people can protect the secrets, blood ginseng is not an ordinary thing. What's more, there are so many thousand-year-old ginseng, and Mo Li seems to have forgotten that there is also a thousand-petal snow lotus, which is now in the hands of Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci didn't dare to let Mo Lizhen kill Qian Zichen.

Qian Zichen is an innocent person. Besides, she worked so hard to pick up the people and kept them for so long, not to let Mo Li practice swords.

Poor Qian Zichen, he is still working hard outside to pick up firewood, and suddenly it is inexplicable that he actually fought a cold war.

What's wrong? He touched his arm, okay, how could he feel creepy? Could it be that someone wants his life?

"Why do you see me like this?"

Qian Zichen had long discovered the deep meaning in Mo Li's eyes, "Don't you know that men and women can't understand clearly? Where is Yun Ying's unmarried girl peeping at a man like this?"

"It's still like this... like a wolf or a tiger."

Mo Li held his sword and was a little short of it, so he wanted to draw the sword to face him.

"Mo Li."

Shen Qingci called Mo Li's name. Mo Li put down his hand. Of course, Qian Zichen, who was lowering his head to eat, knew at all that he had passed by Death.
Chapter completed!