Shanxiu, although he knows that there must be a mystery in it, but he doesn't know that the person in control can't easily draw out his internal strength, that is, he will be forced to support the bamboo man to attack the prince next. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ming Qi also saw the signs and wanted to cut the silk thread, but as soon as he got close, he was repelled by a huge force. reminded the good cultivator, "On this, the power of you and the prince is added, and Lan Ji's power is here!"

"What the hell are we going to do?" Brother hasn't figured out the true face of this thing, so he tried it by himself, this is a taboo in the army!" Ming Qi complained.

Shanxiu couldn't withdraw his hand on the silk thread, but he was not idle, "Fortunately, this time it will only affect myself, but it will also be a good cousin of my chess cousin because of this, which can be regarded as a little gain." Don't touch me, I'm here for real!"

Then, he glanced at the silk thread in his hand, "How the hell did you do it?

At this time, the silk thread in his hand returned to a bright blood red color through the sunlight, and from a certain direction, it showed a strange state like a person's five fingers stretched out. Now it is experiencing tremendous strength, but there is no trace of a ** break, because it has been made into the control lead of this bamboo man, and it has experienced a blood immersion and fading as Lan Ji said, is it a basin of chicken blood blessing

Is there really such a great power? Shanxiu had deep doubts about this. But the current situation seems to be undoubted.

The wall reflected that the prince was shaken by the power of the silk thread, and the hair band, belt and clothes on his body were all torn apart.

And the bamboo man who achieved all this only made a high-five movement, and the fingers made of five bamboo branches were simply breathtaking when they danced in the air. At that moment, they were like a flesh-and-blood existence.

At this time, the silence around was as if the eternity had been extinguished, and the strange wind blew the prince's body silently. makes his whole person look fluttering.

Ming Qi felt that if he hadn't been stunned by this scene, then the prince's whole body was in such a weird wind, blowing and swaying, but during this period, the prince's reaction was zero. He seemed to have been immersed in some kind of meditation, unaware of what he was subjected to, until the bamboo man scratched him with his fingers, and he seemed to wake up from pain, and suddenly opened a pair of eyes. The bloodshot eyes clearly reflect the color of blood on the wall.

The glorious sun seemed to become bleak and bitter cold only for a moment. The gloomy aura seemed to enter the body with the prince's breath and breath, making him feel as if he was in the eternal ice.

And the bamboo man, who was only one step away from him, was even more amazing at this time, as if he was half-soaring in the air. The passing wind silk will be turned into wind and rain. He stretched out his hand, it was obviously not raining before, but every time this bamboo man approached, the passing wind became cold, and a layer of frost condensed in front of him.

Then, at last, he asked something even stranger than it all was, "Who the hell are you? Who the hell are you?"

He said these words, but it seemed to use great strength, layer after layer of cold sweat was dense on his forehead, and then his whole body was cold as if it was frozen, and he felt that his throat seemed to be burning fiercely, and once again he used all his strength to repeat the question, but he only made a mouth shape, and no longer had the strength to speak.

The bamboo people, along with the four subordinates, did not answer.

Ming Qi, listened to it, and there was no response in all directions, and it was normal for this weirdness to end, and the mouth that opened wide was closed.

But at this time, the expression on the prince's face became frightened, he opened his mouth wide and still couldn't make a sound, so he could only pinch his throat with his hand until he said the sentence, "It's you, it's really you?"

Ming Qi was sure that he hadn't heard anything, and he hadn't heard the bamboo man respond to him, and he had the same doubts when he saw Zen Shu.

In the next moment, the bamboo man who could gather himself at the foot of the high slope carefully stretched his fingers into an orchid shape.

Outsiders don't know that the prince has always liked Lan Ji's orchid dance, and after the candle night in their cave room, the prince has always had an obsessive liking for Lan Ji's orchid dance, and this, with all kinds of eyewaves with charming eyes, can definitely become a magic weapon for him to recognize her.

Ming Qi looked at the crown prince under the high slope and said to Shanxiu, "He seems to have recognized this person. But Ming Qi's own words surprised him, how did Lan Ji do this? He couldn't guess the answer, he relied on the silk thread in Shanxiu's hand closer, and looked at it from all directions, trying to find its mystery, now everything they could see was too bizarre, this silk thread, although it was very bright, but it was really a very ordinary one, on Shanxiu's fingers, it looked like there was no information except for a little red spot, but in the next moment, he and Shanxiu, at the same time, they saw that there were many small droplets of water leaching out of the bright line as thin as hair.

They weren't sure what they were, but the silk thread connected to the bamboo man, like the blood of a real person.

When Ming Qi thought of this, he was taken aback again, why was this happening? He thought that this was probably the same thing as the blood and bones of the same person.

If the bamboo on the bamboo body is like the bones on the human body, then the red filament is like its blood, but they are separated. But in fact, in people's bodies, the only thing that can be separated is thought and power, and use thought and power to do things.

The fact that a dart that leaves the hand can fly for a long time is due to the release of the accumulated power.

Kranki is dead, and neither her mind nor her power can be stored and released again. Besides, Shanxiu has made it clear that this master was made by him, and it is not the finished product left by Lan Ji, which means that this bamboo man not only will not have a little intimate contact with Lan Ji, but also has not touched her hand once, so what could have caused such a strange situation, as if there is a memory of hatred growing in the bamboo man.

These situations are really confusing, and the next moment Ming Qi was thinking, would he think that Shanxiu was the same as himself, and at the same time he was shocked by this weirdness, in fact, he fell into the trap of the prince and Shanxiu, and he thought that all this was extremely weird, but it was just a play performed by two people.

But this suspicion soon became untenable, for whether it was the celestial phenomena of the four heavens, the prince's deep horror, or the strangeness of the world itself, it was revealed that there were at least five celestial phenomena in this situation, and they were gathered together at the same time, and it was by no means something that human beings could achieve at will.

Eventually, he discovered that a little bit of orchid pollen on the silk thread was hidden in the barely visible crevices of the hair-thin silk. If it weren't for his preference for orchids, he would have either missed it unconsciously, or he wouldn't have recognized what it was.

There is the best orchid in the prince's mansion, which is given the name of the god today, flower eye, a kind of orchid called flower eye.

Now, if you look closely at these pollen, you will see that although they are small, they are like eyeballs, showing a faint green. (To be continued.) )