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Thinking of this, Ling Chuxi\'s mood relaxed again.

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it\'s still meat. You can use these five-colored spiritual stones first. When I left, senior Huangfu Yutian gave me a lot of spiritual stones. I don\'t need these." The spatial ring was already broken, so it was easy for Huangfu qingjue to check the things inside. He could tell that Ling Chuxi was disappointed.

"Yes." If it was someone else, Ling Chuxi would still be polite. But towards Huangfu qingjue, she was not embarrassed in the slightest and kept the five-colored spirit stone and the bottles of spiritual pills.

In any case, she had already thought it through. She would rely on her artifact refining and alchemy skills to make a fortune, so she wouldn\'t have to worry about money or cultivation resources in the future.

"Martial uncle Ling, elder sister Chuxi." Just as the two of them were about to leave, they saw Zi Yin, Ye Xiaoqi, and the rest rushing over.

After a simple rest, Zi Yin and the others appeared to be in high spirits. However, there was no smile on their faces. Instead, all of them appeared to be worried.

"Why did you all come?" Ling Chuxi saw that their expressions were not good and thought that something had happened again. She asked worriedly.

"Martial uncle Ling, we heard from Yue Kai Li that your chicken is dead, don\'t be too sad." Ye Xiaoqi consoled Ling Chuxi in a very understanding manner.

"That\'s right, Senior Sister. The heavens are unpredictable, while the chicken has its ups and downs. You should take it easy." Shi chenhua chimed in.

Ling Chuxi broke out in cold sweat again. Only now did she know that ye Xiaoqi and the others had come to comfort her after hearing the news of little yellow chick\'s death. However, what did he mean by a chicken\'s fortune comes and goes? thinking about what Yue Kaili had said earlier about a dead chicken not being able to come back to life, young miss Ling\'s forehead was filled with black lines. I\'m a spirit beast, a mystical spirit beast that can even take in the heavenly flame of Primal Chaos, not a chicken!

"Master, is that little chick very important? I\'ll catch another one for you another day." Du Xiaofan had never seen little yellow chick before, so when he saw ye Xiaoqi and the rest comforting Ling Chuxi so nervously, he added on.

"Chirping chirping ..." Just as everyone was consoling Ling Chuxi, a few very dissatisfied cries came from above her head.

Little yellow plucked Ling Chuxi\'s hair and appeared in front of everyone in a high and mighty manner.

"Ah, sister Chuxi, your chicken is not dead!" Zi Yin\'s eyes widened in shock.

"That\'s great, martial uncle Ling. So your chicken didn\'t die. We were worried for nothing." Ye Xiaoqi\'s pained expression immediately disappeared as she shouted.

A few black lines appeared on Ling Chuxi\'s forehead."What are you saying? could it be that you can\'t wait for my chicken to die so that you won\'t worry for nothing? Oh, and this isn\'t a chicken, it\'s a spiritual pet, a high-level spiritual pet! However, it was obvious that these guys had defined Goldie as a chicken.

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