Looking at the ice-blue flower growing in the center of the swamp, Feng Qingyue tilted her head, feeling something was strange.
Ji Yuan looked at the ice-blue flower blooming in the middle of the swamp. Surrounding it was a miniature river, which was created by pure energy and carried a majestic momentum.
After thinking it over carefully, Ji Yuan recalled what his teacher had said. He looked at the little girl beside him who was concentrating on observing the flower: "This is the A-level water-type treasure Liuxin. The teacher said it would be useful to you."
A light blue mist suddenly appeared in Feng Qingyue's left hand. The mist diffused in the air and gradually moved towards the ice-blue flower.
"The Flow Heart is the center of the river, capable of controlling the power of all rivers in the world. Its ability is to enable the possessor of water spirit power to control the power of the river, turning the originally gentle water power into a murderous one.
My spiritual power encompasses all aspects of water, naturally including the power of rivers. This is of no use to me, but I can give this treasure to my teacher."
Ji Yuan smiled at the little girl in front of him. Her tone was gentle, without any sense of oppression from being the top of the universe.
He knew very well in his heart that this was because they had not stepped on the girl's bottom line at all. If someone stepped on her bottom line one day, she would really go on a killing spree without any regard for any mercy.
There are already many teams around the swamp who want to snatch the rare treasures. They are rubbing their hands in preparation and casting hostile glances at the people around them.
Ji Yuan looked around, his dark red eyes showing indifference. He moved his wrist leisurely, thinking about the best way to snatch the rare treasure.
When he caught a glimpse of the little girl standing beside him with an indifferent look, Ji Yuan's fighting spirit disappeared for the most part. It seemed that he was probably not needed anymore.
He just needed to say that he had snatched the treasure when he returned to hand it in, and provide a good cover for the little girl.
Feng Qingyue clasped her hands in front of her chest, tapping them lightly with her index fingers. She lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the human-beast below who was being controlled by greed.
Somehow, her mind was full of those bright red bones. Looking at the flower blooming in the swamp, she had a bad feeling in her heart.
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