"First think of ways to get rid of the enchantress. As for the other two forces, you must decide for yourself." The dragon is a little indifferent in the tone of the day, and seems to care nothing about Xuan Ming.

"Yes." Long Qingyi respectfully said.

"How is the **** test going?"

"Always still trying, the final integration stage is a bit troublesome, the success rate, very low." Long Qingyi truthfully.

"Go on, speed up the progress, this time with the ghost Luomen, killing the drug Wang Valley in one fell swoop, unified Ziyun." The dragon in the mouth of the mouth reveals a bit of domineering.

"The disciple understands." Long Qingyi retired and retired.

As soon as I got out of the stone room, Long Qingyi changed her posture, and her eyes were full of cold and arrogant. "Send people to inform the blood league and the Skylark Palace, and have something to do."

......

North Valley.

"Grandpa Sun, we are back." Ah Xiu saw Sun Anpeng, who was sunning in the courtyard, and hurriedly fell from the sky.

"Things are still going well." Sun Anpeng’s face showed a smile.

The night feathers smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's not a hassle."

"Is it hurt?" Sun Anpeng raised his eyes and took a night feather, and his eyes stayed on his arm.

"A little bit hurt." Night feathers snarled.

Going back here is like going home, Lao Lai greeted and left the yard, saying that he was going to explore the situation of the Demon Valley.

Ah Xiu moved to a stool and sat in the courtyard to accompany Sun Anpeng to speak to Sun Anpeng to explain the novelty things he saw today.

Night Feather finds an excuse for healing and directly puts himself in the house and goes directly into the chaotic space.

"Long, my injury is fine."

Yu Yu looked at the face of Long Xiaopeng’s face with a serious expression, and her heart was amused.

I was only slightly injured, but Long Xiaopeng was made to prove that he was injured.

"You are looking forward to something?" Long Xiaopeng asked, his tone was a little unpleasant.

"The host must not expect, the master is not stupid, right, master." Fire spirit took the next sentence.

The night feathers put down the sleeves and covered the jade arm: "Long, what happened?"

"Hey! You have to thank the old Lai guy this time." The weight of the dragon's face faded a bit.

"Well? Why do you say that?" The night feathers flashed a glimpse of surprise.

"If it wasn’t for Lao Lai’s lack of mercy in the ten-day battle, it would greatly improve your strength. Today’s injury is not just a broken arm.” Long Xiaopeng explained.

"Small ginseng you are nonsense, the master is so powerful, how could it be easily injured." Huo Ling angrily defended the night feathers.

The night feathers touched the little face of the fire spirit, and the consciousness of the fire spirit should not be too much.

"Long, why did you want me to find a way to fight against Lao Lai, because it can improve the strength of the **?" Night feathers flashed a trace of doubt.

At the beginning of the night, Yu Yu felt that it was quite good to fight with Ah Xi and the poison body. But suddenly one day, Xiao Xiaopeng told the night feathers to find a way to let Lao Lai do the sparring.

Now the night feathers vaguely feel that Long Xiaopeng did it for a purpose.

"Hey, I just think about it now." Long Xiaopeng shrugged and glanced at the refining station: "You have to taste a few herbs to feel it."

The night feathers blinked again in the blink of an eye.

On the refining platform, with one hand and one wave, twelve herbs fell into the Dingzhong, and the night-boiled refining technique has already reached six products. It is working **** the seven products, but from the current point of view, there is a long way to go.

"Add a few more." Long Xiaopeng's arm waved, a group of blue spirits with four herbs fell into the tripod.

Boom!

The night feathers quickly rushed out four mental forces to control the flame.

Ok? No failure? !