A voice sounded so surprised that it was almost crazy.
Lin Zaitian took a closer look and saw more than a dozen bright red and blood-like herbs growing on the messy land.
These herbs exude a strange fragrance, and when viewed from a distance, they look like drops of blood.
"It's really dragon blood grass!" Lin Zaitian was stunned!
Dragon's blood grass, as the name suggests, is a herb that changes the grass after it is watered with dragon's blood.
Dragon blood, the life essence of a true dragon.
How can the green grass grown by watering it with the life essence of a true dragon be a mortal thing?
Dragon's blood grass, when eaten raw, has multiple magical effects such as extending life, nourishing the soul, strengthening blood, and improving talents. If it is supplemented with other elixirs and refined into dragon's blood pills, the effects will be even greater.
Once upon a time, someone offered a reward of 10 million top-quality spiritual stones to find a dragon's blood grass!
pity!
The reward has been offered for more than ten years without success.
Come to think of it!
If there really is dragon blood grass, who would be so stupid as to use it in exchange for spiritual stones?
"call out!"
Lin Zaitian couldn't hold it any longer, so he dodged and rushed to the dragon blood grass.
Exploring hands! Picking! The action is done in one go!
"Ugh!"
Lin Zaitian held the dragon's blood grass and swallowed uncontrollably.
He really wanted to swallow the dragon blood grass!
But, not yet!
Theoretically, this dragon blood grass now belongs to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.
"call!"
Lin Zaitian took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down the desires in his heart.
He didn't dare to take another look at the dragon's blood grass. He was afraid that if he took another look, he would eat the dragon's blood grass!
"Hand over my dragon blood grass."
Lin Zaitian had just put the dragon blood grass into the storage ring when he suddenly heard a cold and stern voice.
"who?"
Lin Zaitian looked consciously in the direction of the sound.
See you!
A young child less than one meter tall, wearing a red bellyband and pigtails, stood coolly not far away.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace looked at the cool little kid with confused expressions on their faces.
Where did this cutie come from?
"Stop being stunned and hand over all my dragon blood grass!" Zhidong stared at Lin Zaitian and others and said coldly.
"Before, you took my ambergris and ambergris. I already have a lot of them, so I won't argue with you!"
"Now, you are actually thinking about my dragon blood grass. You clearly don't take me seriously!"
"Little guy, who are you? Dare you say so brazenly that ambergris, dragon beard grass, and dragon blood grass are yours?" He Haoyun, the only first-level innate disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, asked with a smile.
"My name is Ao Wuming!" The child held his head high and said proudly.
"What does it mean to be so shameless? I don't know. I only know that ambergris, dragon's beard, and dragon's blood are my things!"
"Whoever robs my things will be beaten to death!"
"Oh, the little guy is not big, but his tone is very loud." He Haoyun said with a smile!
"Don't laugh when you speak, otherwise I will think you are laughing at me!" Ao Wuming stretched out his short finger and pointed at He Haoyun who was speaking.
"Ha ha!"
He Haoyun laughed heartily, "Little brat, you are right, I am just laughing at you!"
"You dare to laugh at me?" Ao Wuming pouted and frowned, his face full of displeasure.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall felt cute looking at the angry Ao Wuming.
At this time, He Haoyun pretended to be fierce and made a spanking gesture:
"Little brat, since you are young and your brother won't bully you, go back to where you came from. Otherwise, be careful that my brother will spank your ass!"
"Span my ass?" Ao Wuming subconsciously covered his butt, a painful expression appeared on his young face, as if he was recalling some painful experience.
"You stole my things and wanted to spank me. If you are so bad, then don't blame me for being rude to you!"
"Little brat, do you really want to suffer..."
Before He Haoyun could even say the words, he suddenly felt himself flying involuntarily.
Next second!
He Haoyun was surprised to find that he was in front of the little kid.
"Big bad guy!"
Ao Wuming raised his fist and punched He Haoyun.
All of a sudden!
He Haoyun felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer weighing a thousand kilograms. He was throbbing in pain!
"Call you bad! Call you bad!" Ao Wuming raised his fist and kept calling He Haoyun.
"ah!"
Intense pain swept through his whole body, and He Haoyun finally couldn't help it and screamed heart-breakingly.
"stop!"
Hearing He Haoyun's screams, Lin Zaitian and other disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace finally reacted.
Next second!
A ninth-level Xiantian warrior standing at the front of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace rushed forward.
"You're a bad guy too!"
Ao Wuming stopped beating He Haoyun, and looked at the ninth-level Xiantian man who was coming quickly.
"You should fight too!"
Talking!
Ao Wuming raised his small fist and blasted it in the air, sending terrifying energy sweeping all around.
"ah!"
A shrill scream came from the mouth of the ninth-level innate warrior from the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons. This chapter has been completed!