The Hidden Dragon Bell hummed and trembled, spinning and shrinking as it flew down from midair, landing in her palm.
"Master, don't forget to collect the spoils of war."
Little Kingfisher was interested in the five Storage Rings left behind by the talented geniuses, and circled above the valley continuously.
"Cough, cough."
Lin Qingluo couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Her little pet was indeed a true money-grubbing little bird!
"Eh, this person is still alive."
Little Kingfisher suddenly made a new discovery—when Lin Qingluo approached, the eyebrows of the person called Ji Beitian slightly quivered.
"Since Heaven doesn't want him to die, let's do a good deed and save his life."
Lin Qingluo's eyes burned brightly as she took out a Spirit Pill from her Storage Ring, stuffed it into the man's mouth, collected the rest of the spoils of war, and disappeared in place.
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