Little Li listened and thought it was reasonable.
He nodded and said, "Then let it go this time."
After all, they hadn't lost anything and even got a spirit fruit, so they actually gained something.
"But even if we can spare it this time, these guys' corpses are my battle trophies, they can't be left for it!"
After saying this, Little Li transformed into a streak of light, weaving through the valley.
Very quickly, all the spiritual beasts and demon beasts' corpses in the valley, except those of too low a grade to be worth looking at,
were all collected by him into the storage ring that Lu Qing had given him.
"The rotten snake likes refining blood anyway. Even if I were to give it something to eat, I wouldn't give it to that wretched tree!" Little Li said angrily.
"You..."
Lu Qing smiled and shook his head.
But he did not say anything more.
These corpses were indeed Little Li's battle trophies, and it had the right to handle them.
