Fate’s Little Feral Consort

Xiao Jiuyuan coldly drank steeply, and now he looked at Feng Wuya very upset.

He always looks good for Yun Qianyu. What kind of thing is he, even if Yun Qianyu was probably related to Feng Wuya in the past, but now she is his fiancée, so he had better stay away.

The two men were fighting at each other, and they were about to fight again.

The owner of Tianmu Villa, Jun Haotian, had a headache. A good game venue had been destroyed by their fights. Wouldn't it be possible to demolish this mountain? He didn't agree with this.

"Well, if you two really want to fight, go down the mountain and fight. Don't fight within the boundaries of my Tianmu Villa."

Although Jun Haotian is only the owner of a small Tianmu Villa, the people of the world dare not respect him.

He is a middle-level Ziling, with strong spiritual power. In addition to this person, he has always been mysterious and unpredictable. Most people don't know how much power he possesses, so everyone rarely dares to provoke him.

Even if Feng Wuya and Xiao Jiuyuan were both spiritually powerful, they didn't dare to provoke Jun Haotian too much, so when Jun Haotian spoke, the two of them calmed down.

They just glared at each other fiercely, and then sat quietly.

Jun Haotian no longer paid attention to these two people, but raised his hand, and a spiritual tool was revealed, which was a spiritual mirror. The spirit mirror floated into the air, forming a barrier that looked like a big mirror, and everyone could easily see from the mirror surface the situation when it came up the mountain to collect medicine.

Xiao Jiuyuan and Feng Wuya were attracted, and they stared at the spirit mirror together.

On the screen, Yun Qianyu is looking down at the note in her hand. There are medicines to be picked in the second pass on it. She only took a few glances and put away the white paper, seeming to have memorized the medicinal materials on the paper. To the rugged mountain road.

She was slender, wrapped in a black cloak, and she looked petite, and many people sweated her.

On the square, Feng Wuya and Ye Jia were unspeakably worried.

Xiao Jiuyuan stared at the screen deeply, without expressing anything.

When the screen turned, a contestant who went up the mountain to collect medicine actually confronted a white-headed lion. The man was planning to pick a mature purple flame grass. The white-headed lion rushed out, one vacated, and rushed straight to the mountain. The medicine man, the medicine picker quickly turned around and fought the white-headed lion.

The person who gathers the medicine is not a spiritualist, but he has a spiritual weapon on his body, so he quickly showed his spiritual weapon. A unicorn, a unicorn and a white-headed lion fought together.

The herb gatherers fought with the white-headed lion on the unicorn, rushed over and snatched the purple flame grass.

The white-headed lion raised his head and roared when he saw that the purple flame grass he had been guarding for so many days had been robbed.

He rushed away from the unicorn's attack madly, and rushed towards the contestants who were collecting medicine.

The medicine-gathering contestant failed to prevent the white-headed lion. He was so mad that he was frightened. He subconsciously stepped backwards, behind the steep cliff, he fell straight down and screamed.

The people watching in front of the screen kept shaking their heads, and one was unsuccessful.

Then the screen switched to another contestant who was fighting with the Gibbon. This time this contestant was an acquired spiritual power, Huang Ling Intermediate, and it was hard to separate with the Gibbon.

Seeing that the gibbon couldn't win, he suddenly hissed to the sky, and two gibbons came out again in the forest behind him, and this time the three-in-one besieged the Huang Ling intermediate contestant.