"Wow!"

There were many vines that bypassed Mingyang, and their target was always Jiang Wanqing.

The puppets who stayed by Jiang Wanqing's side rose up and fought with the attacking rattans, preventing one from passing through their line of defense.

The ball of life qi that Jiang Wanqing was holding in her hands was getting smaller and smaller, and the color was getting more and more subtant......

The rattan is also getting more and more crazy, and it is swarming densely.

Not afraid at all, Ming Yang felt solemn because of the spirit of sacrifice of these itchy trees, and secretly wondered in his heart what was the origin of this life qi, how could it make them so crazy?

Looking at the vines that were as densely covered as raindrops, Mingyang's eyes narrowed, and his face couldn't help but darken a little.

Lan Yueyue also leaned over at this time, holding the ice-blue long sword in her slender hand, the sharp sword light on the blade of the sword flashed with fine light, and the sharp breath cut through the pure snowflakes that fell on it.

"Jiang Wanqing is fast, holding this last wave should be able to refine that life qi, and then let's retreat into the pool. Mingyang said solemnly, the itchy tree outside was completely crazy.

Forcing a rush out at such a crazy time is not the best time.

And at this time, their consumption is also a little large.

Lan Yueyue nodded lightly, raised her long sword and slashed out a sword qi, cutting down a large number of attacking vines.

Mingyang held the long knife, cut off the rattan in front of him, and glanced at the small tower with a dark halo flashing on his waist.

Or they can go inside and take refuge from the storm.

Because of these hard hole cards, Mingyang has never been afraid of any crisis, but he rarely really uses them.

"Sneer......"

Rattans infected with the scarlet liquid kept falling, and a small hill had piled up in front of Mingyang, mixed with the broken hilt.

Fortunately, Mingyang's physical strength is amazing, and the infinite heavenly power is constantly running, absorbing the vitality of the outside world, and providing squandering energy, but excessive exercise will always make people tired.

Mingyang felt that his arms had become a little numb, and this time the vines seemed to be countless, and he would not give up until he drowned them and devoured them.

The three puppets defending the last layer of defense behind him have all changed spirit stones several times one after another, and the puppet's body is also stained with viscous liquid, which makes the puppet's already not light body much sluggish.

Mingyang, who was cutting a piece of rattan and replacing the steel knife again, suddenly noticed the tremor coming from the soles of his feet, raised his eyebrows, and the long knife pierced his feet, and with a pop, a scarlet liquid splattered on the ground.

Mingyang's eyes trembled slightly, and he reminded: "Yueyue be careful, the vines are spreading from the ground!"

When Lan Yueyue heard this, her beautiful eyes lifted, and she struggled to entangle the vines with her, and the long sword attached to the Xuan Qi slashed on the ground, leaving a long gully behind.

The vines that had been cut off in the ground spewed out a large amount of scarlet liquid, converging into a small furrow in the ravine, and the scene was extremely permeating.

Lan Yueyue's eyes couldn't help but change, even if this was not real blood, but this seeping scene also attracted it

moved the Xuanyin in her body

The resonance of the evil spirit, there was restlessness.

Sensing the changes in her body, Lan Yueyue's pretty face suddenly turned white, and she bit her red lips tightly and formed handprints to calm her mind, not affected by the outside world.

Mingyang felt the change in Lan Yueyue's mood, his eyes trembled, and a tyrannical aura surged from his heart and rushed towards Lan Yueyue. When Lan Yueyue was distracted and suppressed the Xuanyin evil qi in her body, the cold current storm she released was unsustained, and slowly dissipated, and those rattans that were affected by the cold wind trembled slightly.

The speed skyrocketed, hitting Jiang Wanqing directly, and countless vines under the ground also rushed out of the surface and pointed directly at Jiang Wanqing.

The number is as large as countless tall grasses, densely covering Xiang Jiang Wanqing.

The three puppets left behind and Ben couldn't stop the frenzied vines, and they broke through their defenses with just one touch, and countless vine arrows passed through the gap between them.

Seeing this scene, Mingyang knew that he could not stop it, and his mind communicated to open the Heavenly Tower, hugging Lan Yueyue's trembling delicate body, and wanted to include the two daughters including himself in the Open Heavenly Tower.

Suddenly, a vigorous aura full of vitality spread from Jiang Wanqing, and Mingyang was surprised to find that those ferocious and swift vines slowed down when they felt this aura, and they were full of aggression in an instant.

Under the wrapping of this breath of life, she became extremely docile and well-behaved, like a child bathed in her mother's arms, crawling softly on the ground, Jiang Wanqing opened her green autumn eyes, and watched the rattan that was only a few centimeters close to her eyebrows falling softly in front of him, Jiang Wanqing looked confused.

Not knowing what was going on, she looked at the dense vines around her, and the look in her eyes kept changing.

These vines didn't attack her again, and slowly retreated after falling to the ground, Jiang Wanqing was like their empress, so that they didn't dare to take any offense.

Seeing this, Mingyang's idea of opening the sky tower was withdrawn, and he slowly fell to the ground, glanced at the vines that retreated into the tickling forest under his feet, and then turned his gaze to Lan Yueyue in his arms.

Lan Yueyue's eyes were closed and trembling, and her little hand was tied with a handprint on her chest, such a close contact made Mingyang's heart beat a little faster, it had been a long time since he had held Lan Yueyue like this, and his mood was very complicated at this time.

Looking at Lan Yueyue's painful expression, her heart was twitching and scared.

And at this moment, the piece of warm jade he gave to Lan Yueyue when he was a child emitted a gentle warm current and lit up on Lan Yueyue's chest.

A faint yellow light enveloped Lan Yueyue's whole body, as if she was born with dignity.

Lan Yueyue's eyes no longer trembled, the pain in her expression slowly dissipated, and the small hand of the seal fell softly into her arms......

Mingyang's nose twitched slightly, it was still the faint fragrance that he was familiar with before, but there seemed to be a little more flavor in this faint fragrance, Mingyang couldn't help but sink into it and took a deep breath of enjoyment, and suddenly felt a restlessness coming from the depths of his blood, and an evil fire in his lower abdomen made him react.

Mingyang suddenly felt that his face was flushed, and at this moment, Lan Yueyue's beautiful eyes slowly opened, just looking at Mingyang's embarrassed side.

It seems from the deep eyes of the bright sun

I saw something, and the little daughter was shy.

Mingyang took a deep breath of fresh air, resisted the temptation, thought of Uncle's warning before leaving, secretly scolded himself in his heart, and put Lan Yueyue down carefully and steadily.

"Ah!" In the process of letting go of Lan Yueyue's delicate body, it seemed that she had touched something, and Lan Yueyue covered her face and screamed loudly to dodge.

Mingyang's little face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at the small tent propped up under him with disdain, and immediately turned around, feeling that he was embarrassed, and he really wanted to find a gap to turn into.

Lan Yueyue covered her face on the other side, her ears were already as red as ripe persimmons, and there was steaming......

All that was left in her head was a blank space, with curiosity and shyness recalling the feeling she had just touched......

"Ahem!" Jiang Wanqing completely saw the embarrassing scene of Mingyang and Lan Yueyue, these two people seemed to ignore her, "recklessly" Jiang Wanqing finally couldn't stand it, and coughed twice to remind that there were still people!

said sourly: "Can you pay attention, my sister is still there, can't you be a little restrained!"

Jiang Wanqing's words came into Lan Yueyue's and Mingyang's ears respectively, Lan Yueyue was so shy that she stomped her little feet, but the corners of Mingyang's mouth twitched, feeling that she had no face, and that embarrassment was actually seen by a woman, and she was embarrassed.

Without the unique girlish fragrance on Lan Yueyue's body, the bath fire in Mingyang's body lost its primer and slowly extinguished.

Mingyang turned around solemnly, glanced coldly at Jiang Wanqing, who was watching the play, and warned sharply: "Don't say anything about today's matter, otherwise hum!"

Jiang Wanqing looked at Mingyang's serious side face, and the words that she wanted to joke about again were stuck in her throat, and she closed her voice with interest.

Mingyang saw that Jiang Wanqing didn't tease him anymore, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked at Lan Yueyue again, the girl was fine, and she was still looking at him with a faint shyness in her eyes.

Mingyang touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "That ......"

"Alright, let's go back. Lan Yueyue saw Mingyang's gaze and said dodgingly.

"Okay!" Mingyang exhaled a breath of hot air, threw the three puppets that were stained with this viscous liquid all over his body into the small pool, washed the viscous liquid on his body and put them into the space ring.

Turning his eyes and asking Xiang Jiang Wanqing, "Why did those vines retreat just now?"

The scene just now is still very clear, and he had already prepared to bring the two girls into the Open Heaven Tower, but because of Jiang Wanqing's sudden burst of breath, countless vines were shocked, and everything seemed very unexpected.

Jiang Wanqing shook her head in confusion, she didn't know why the vines didn't attack her, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that I refined the qi of life, they know that they can't take it back, so choose to give up." ”

Mingyang recalled the scene just now, and the instant disintegration of those vines was not like giving up, but more like a sign of surrender.

"Jiang Wanqing, do you have any other feelings if you feel it carefully?" Mingyang stared at Jiang Wanqing, squinting his eyes, the scene just now clearly showed that the life qi was by no means ordinary, since Jiang Wanqing had refined it, it should not be without change, otherwise it would just be an ordinary life qi that itched

Why should trees go to such great lengths to fight over one after another?

Being reminded by Mingyang, Jiang Wanqing seemed to notice something, closed her eyes, and ran the exercises to feel the changes in her body.

When Jiang Wanqing was running the exercises, Mingyang and Lan Yueyue were surprised to find that the red liquid that they had cut off and splashed began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the piles of short vines turned into liquid and submerged into the soil, and the twisted vegetation burst out from scratch and emerged, and when Jiang Wanqing opened her eyes, the grass in front of her had already grown all over the land, full of greenery and vitality.

The ravine that Lan Yueyue cut out had been covered by the jasper-colored grass, and there was nothing to be seen, only a few knife handles exuding brilliance in the sunlight.

(End of chapter)

Purple Pen Literature