Traveling Through the Stars

Fengling didn't care whether it belonged to the admiral or not. He reached out and caught a little red chicken monster and brought it out. Luo Bi couldn't make up his mind, so Fengling decided to eat the little red chicken monster.

After boiling the water, Fengling harvested the small colorful crystal stones and collected the little red chicken monster by the spring.

Luo Bi leaned over and threw the tangled question to Fengling. She had asked it just now, but Fengling didn't say anything. Luo Bi said again: "Can you tell me not to give General Qi Lan the little red chicken monster?"

If Fengling says yes, then Fengling says no? Luo Bi still didn't want to give it. The main reason is that the little red chicken monster is so rare. If you glance at the general's eyes, the general will have many things to think about.

Luo Bi's idea was simple, no one should pay attention to her.

When Fengling heard this, she knew that Luo Bi was overthinking again. The man sighed softly and comforted her: "You don't have to think too much. Just give it or not if you don't want to. All the little red chicken monsters you catch are yours."

If others want it, he has to agree.

Besides, little red chicken monsters are hard to find. I was lucky enough to catch a lot of them this time. Those with injured strong genes would only try their best to use colorful crystal stones to appease the restless strong genes, and that would be it after eating.

Want to catch the little red chicken monster again? Fengling laughed, "It's such a big deal, how could it be possible?"

The strong genes can be repaired wherever they are, and even if the number is small, the effects of the Little Red Chicken Warcraft will still be there. If I think too much, there are little red chicken monsters in my dream, and I want to eat a few of them.

"Do you have any tender ginseng grass at home?" Fengling asked.

"Yeah." Luo Bi nodded.

The twenty little red chicken monsters were no longer given to General Qi Lan. Luo Bi's face was filled with joy, and she talked to Fei Ling, asking the man over and over again if the little red chicken monsters could be fed.

Fengling said: "If you can't feed it, just eat it."

Luo Bi thought the same way, and if it didn't work, she would eat them all.

Fengling was full of doting, but didn't show it on his face. He quickly put away the little red chicken monster. Luo Bi found out the tender ginseng grass that He Shao had sent, put the little red chicken monster on the grill to bake, and sprinkled Serve with small peppers.

Fengling went out for a trip and came back with food from the canteen of the garrison base. The little red chicken monster meat was too little, and one was not enough to eat. Eating one was just to supplement the nutritional energy.

Fengling couldn't use the small colored crystal stone, so she called Wen Yao to come over and get the colored crystal stone.

Wen Yaoqiang had a restless gene and cared about the little red chicken monster more than anyone else. He stewed a little red chicken monster with century-old ginseng grass at home. Before it was cooked, he immediately drove over in a hover car.

Wen Yao looked at the little red chicken monster in the basket with curiosity: "Good guys, the little red chicken monster is hard to find. How did you find it? One hundred and twenty of them are quite a lot. They are much better than us hunting in one day."

On this mission, Fengling and Leng Lie were both senior military officers with strong combat capabilities. They only killed a few second-level beasts in one day of hunting, which was incomparable to the Little Red Chicken Monster.

How did you find it? Luo Bike knew this. She and Wen Yao looked at the little red chicken monster in the basket and said, "They are all greedy. If it is not greedy, I can't find it."

Wen Yao didn't want to ask more questions. Xiaoluogan had said it, but Wen Yao didn't want to pry around.

Those who can catch the little red chicken monsters are all good things. They are not extracted or refined. They are grown by Luo Bi. You will have no way to use your calculations. Every family has a planting field. If you have the ability, you can Instead, plant a small piece of green radish.

No one is stopping it, it’s just that it can’t be planted.

Wen Yao didn't stay long and left after seeing the Little Red Chicken Monster. The family had stewed the Little Red Chicken Monster with ginseng and grass, and Wen Yao was thinking about going back to eat it.