"What are you doing!" Long Xiaopang looked behind him.

Huo Ling and Zi Ling have already "played" on the ground.

Huo Ling’s hands were holding one end of the box, and the other end was smashed in the mouth.

"Little ginseng, you help me quickly, this is what I found first, and the purple spirit has to rob me." The fire spirit lie on the ground and twitched, trying to take things over.

"Zi Ling, loose mouth, fire spirit, you also loose." Long Xiao fat eyes tight, hurriedly separate the two.

Although Zi Ling is the best yinyang stone, but dare not listen to the words of the dragon chubby, four small fangs reluctantly open.

The fire spirit also climbed from the ground, and some of his face was somewhat wronged: "This is what the baby first looks at..."

Long Xiaopeng glanced at the brocade box, which was the best yang stone that was just taken out by the night feathers.

"Fire spirit, when did you change your taste? You haven't been eating herbs all the time?" Long Xiaopeng twisted his eyebrows and looked at the fire spirit.

The fire spirit smashed, staying sprouting: "Baby, baby thinks, the smell of this stone is very good."

"Well?" Long Xiao fat eyebrows pick one, directly handing the best Yan Yangshi to the fire spirit.

"Why?" Huo Ling looked at the dragon and chubby with a vigilant look, and his eyes were full of doubts.

The dragon chubby wrist shook and said casually: "Try it with a bite and you should be able to eat it."

The fire spirit stretched out the white little hand, and when it touched the best yang stone, the fire body flashed a red light, and the small body followed.

Long Xiaopeng saw this scene slightly shrinking the pupil and absorbed it!

Huo Ling smelled the gems under the nose, and the force was a bite.

Yanyang Stone, nothing!

Fire spirit... The little face is almost distorted.

"Hey! Little ginseng, you lied to me, this can't be eaten, the baby can't bite." The fire kept licking his mouth, and the tears were shining in the big watery eyes.

Hey, hey.

The purple spirit that became a little screamed and screamed two times.

Huo Ling squinted at Zi Ling: "You laugh and laugh, even if you can't eat baby, don't give it to you!"

After the fire, he held the stone in his arms and turned his body to the other side.

The mental power of Long Xiaopang was explored in the body of Huo Ling. His eyes showed a deep meaning: "Fire spirit, do you feel comfortable with this yang stone?"

"Well? Yes, the baby feels that the smell on this stone is very good, but unfortunately can't eat." The voice of Huo Ling was a little more lost.

Dragon Xiaopeng smiled: "Fire spirit, this does not have to eat, you can bring it with you, you come with me, I teach you something."

After that, the dragon chubby body rushed out of the blue light and flew into the air.

The fire spirit hesitated, and became a bird form to follow.

Cold jade bed.

The night feathers are sitting for five hours, and the outside is already dark, but the night feathers are not showing signs of awakening.

"Zi Ling, the little girl has not been awake?" Long Xiaopeng fell from the air, seeing that the night feathers are still meditating in the eyes.

Hey.

Purple spirit looked up and continued to linger on the side to protect the night feathers.

After another two hours, the spiritual power in the night feathers finally fluctuated.

A touch of Huaguang vacated from the left palm of the night feathers, quickly covering the night feathers.

The blue-blue flame no longer wraps around the night feathers, but gathers on the left palm of the night feathers.

Booming.

The snowy blue Lingling is windless and automatic. In the night, the palm of the hand turns into a look of a young woman, and it is the narrow version of Yin.

"These... not enough..."