About forty or fifty minutes later, Meng Fei suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the branches at the mouth of the cave. Chapter ninety-six Pheasant with iron mouth.

When I spent five times in the life mansion, it was five times slower than in reality. Meng Fei got excited and held on to the little dragon mouse, and he was very excited.
For the first time, my heart has a complete grasp of the road of cultivation.
At this time, it was already midnight. After a long time, Meng Feifei was so excited that he didn’t tell the little dragon mouse what had evolved into a time-saving event.
He knew that if he let others know that he had embraced this magic at the beginning of practice, he would never be able to save his life, so he told the little dragon mouse that he had evolved a pond to bathe in and left the cave.
But the little dragon mouse thinks that this guy’s words are fake. If it’s really a cocoa bathing pond, there will be so much brute force. This guy’s personality is afraid, and he will be so angry that he will smoke. How can this red face look like chicken blood?
Of course, the little dragon mouse thought that Meng Fei’s words were false, but it was impossible to think that he would have a house in his life now.
In the morning, the thin fog and black fog mountains are covered with a layer of white gauze, and the green leaves slowly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and a drop of dew is even more obvious in green and tender.
When Meng Fei walked in the middle of this black fog mountain range for a while, he also knew that the peripheral area of this mountain range was not dangerous, and it would not be a monster with a high level.
The goods moved to the door, and on your right, a pheasant, a dragon and a mouse suddenly sounded in Meng Fei’s mind.
Meng Fei couldn’t help but turn around and look around, but he saw a pheasant with gorgeous feathers about 100 meters away. Look around carefully. It’s not Meng Fei. At this time, I’m afraid I can’t see the pheasant with iron mouth in the treetops.
The strength of the first-class monster beast of the iron-billed pheasant is in line with the cultivation of a period of practice, and the mouth is not lethal. The message of the iron-billed pheasant emerges in Meng Fei’s mind, and the individual walks nimbly among the mountains and quietly leans toward the iron-billed pheasant.
In his opinion, although it is a low-level monster beast, this monster beast can be used as lunch. After all, pheasant tastes good, and what’s worse, it is not a monster beast in this black fog mountain range, but it can be eaten by human beings.
It may be because the weeds in the black fog mountains are dense and the pheasant roots don’t notice Meng Fei approaching.
Listen to Huyi when he is ten meters away from the pheasant.
Meng Fei himself suddenly jumped from the weeds and pounced on the prey. When the pheasant turned to see Meng Fei warily, Meng Fei came to the front of the pheasant with a strong flame fist.
As soon as the pheasant with an iron mouth screamed, the long and sharp iron mouth and a blue wind blade shot directly at Meng Fei.
Meng Fei laughed coldly and his right hand directly blew away the wind blade and grabbed the pheasant neck with iron mouth and suddenly forced a pinch.
Listening to the crack of bones made my teeth sour, and then Meng Fei threw the pheasant to the ground and struggled to shake for two seconds and stopped moving.
It’s not very difficult for Meng Fei to kill a monster beast by physical strength. He will never mess around without brute force.
Dead mouse, this is the tenth demon Dan, isn’t it? When will you evolve? You must know that this dozen demon Dan is enough for our Mengfu to enter for half a year.
Meng Fei is familiar with an iron knife from the shoulder. Two or three will lift the tip of the skull and gently tilt a small bluish-yellow crystal nucleus and jump up. Meng Fei wipes it on the grass with one hand and throws it into the mouth of the little dragon mouse. Chapter ninety-seven Go for a walk inside.
The little dragon rat’s face showed a trace of color, and when he swallowed the demon Dan, he both hid in the iron plate and digested it.
Then Meng Fei was very skilled in plucking the feathers of the pheasant and intercepting two pheasant legs.
Cut down some branches at will. Meng Fei touched an inferior fire symbol from his arms, waved a flame with one hand and set up a simple grill to roast chicken legs.
Field skills were a compulsory course for Meng Fei when he was a killer. Now he is in this dense jungle and he has no discomfort at all.
I don’t know when the little dragon mouse has digested the energy in the demon Dan and stared at the chicken leg on the fire rack with shining eyes. I didn’t expect you to barbecue or cook it well. This chicken makes you golden and shiny. It’s tempting to drool.
Don’t digress. I asked you when you will evolve. You have smashed so many demon Dan. Meng Fei left the pie mouth and spilled vanilla juice on the chicken leg. Suddenly, the fragrance became stronger.
But Meng Fei didn’t know this. Now he regrets this in his heart. When the dead mouse casually swallowed a few demon Dan, he could evolve. Only then did he endure a heartache and let it eat the demon Dan recently.
But this ya has swallowed a dozen demon Dan now, but it still hasn’t evolved at all. This really makes Meng Fei want to cry.
I feel deeply fooled by this dead mouse.
On the periphery of this black fog mountain range, there are few monster beasts active in Yaodan monster beast, which is even more difficult to meet.
It’s been a few days and nights since Meng Fei didn’t eat or drink ten demon pills.
Today, he was really tired and hungry, so he specially chose the pheasant hand with iron mouth.
Meng Fei cooked two chicken legs and threw one of them to the little dragon mouse.
Damn it, it tastes really good. Meng Fei said while the little dragon mouse was eating excitedly. In fact, I also want to evolve quickly, but you don’t look at what demon Dan you are calling. The highest one is the one-horned wolf demon Dan.
These inferior demon pills are not only lacking in energy, but also full of impurities. If you can hit some high-grade demon pills, I haven’t had any evolutionary reaction yet.
This fellow not only has no consciousness, but also complains a little about Meng Fei.
If it weren’t for the fact that the dead mouse has given himself a time limit, Meng Fei is really crazy and impulsive.
I said, eldest brother, in fact, you can easily kill monsters of four or six levels after your strength. Why don’t we go inside and play some high-grade monsters? After eating chicken legs, the little dragon mouse looks pitifully at Meng Fei.
As you know, Meng Fei’s supercilious look turns angry and laughs. This black fog mountain is our back garden. Can you just stroll around?
Let’s just walk around the periphery. I’m sure we won’t be in danger. It seems that Meng Fei put on a picture without discussion. Maybe the little dragon mouse can’t help but make love.
Meng Fei, who saw this pitiful picture of the little dragon mouse, did not relent at all. He scolded, "I believe you this time. I should have known that you have swallowed so many demon Dan and can’t evolve. Even if I sold them, it would be better than coming to serve you."
With that, Meng Fei regarded the little dragon mouse as miserable.
When the pheasant is cooked, Meng Fei’s big oil leaves will be wrapped and hung on his shoulders, heading straight for the depths of the black fog mountains.
See Meng Fei has some despair little dragon mouse suddenly zheng mouse eyes unexpectedly some tears flashing.
It knows that every step in the dark fog forest is more of a crisis. In fact, it just said that, which didn’t hold much hope, and it didn’t expect Meng Fei to take risks again.
In fact, this is that it has not yet fully understood Meng Fei.
Meng Fei’s character is that others talk about virtue, so he tells him about virtue. Evil people worship force, so he tells him about force, traitors plot, and he plots with others.
Now the little dragon mouse has helped him to condense his life, and the government has sent him a peerless achievement method. Why didn’t he report it?