Chapter 227: Escape

The night was hazy and the mist loomed.

A graceful figure gently stepped on the slightly cool lake water. Three thousand black silk fell straight down from the long snow-white neck, covering the slightly upturned thin waist.

Cheng Yiran's face was shy, as red as a peach blossom in March. She crossed her hands over her chest, and a cold wind blew, and she couldn't help but shiver. Gritted his teeth and scolded secretly:

If this thief boy were to let me know in the future that he was teasing me, I would have to pull out his tongue!

On the lakeside, Jiang Xiaofeng glanced at the other three people who had their eyes closed, and he didn't dare to come out. With his back to Cheng Yiran, cold sweat was even oozing from his head:

This eldest sister is really fierce!

He squinted slightly at the clothes that Cheng Yiran had taken off next to him, and a pink belly pocket was in his eyes, and he quickly withdrew his eyes and said secretly:

Lao Tzu didn't finish his words, and his clothes were already taken off.

Cheng Yiran, who had nothing, had already walked naked to the island in the middle of the lake at this moment. And where Yuanyang broke through the spark just now, six spirit flowers of different colors swayed left and right on the breeze, slowly spit out the stamens, and completely bloomed.

After Cheng Yiran's three-foot golden lotus stepped on the island, she could clearly feel the blazing power coming from her feet, if she hadn't wrapped it in aura, she might have been burned by now.

After feeling the huge fire aura in the air again, Cheng Yiran's heart calmed down a little. That kid shouldn't have lied to me, the fire aura here is too strong. If it was really a male monk who came to pick it, I am afraid that it would directly destroy the six yang flowers.

She didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly flew forward, rubbed her palms, grabbed the six spirit flowers in her hands and prepared to retreat.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a sharp light shoot towards her.

Startled, she could clearly feel that she was locked by a powerful aura. He stood there in a daze, unable to move. Coupled with the fact that she had nothing, she was suddenly indignant, and tears of anxiety were about to fall.

Who the hell is it that has such magical powers and locked me in here.

Suddenly, she showed a frightened expression, and her eyes slanted at a big tree in the distance, where a giant bird with a fiery red body was staring at it. Above its crown, there is even a small flame, which is burning.

Jiang Xiaofeng, who was far away on the shore of the lake, exuded his soul power all the time, and naturally felt this spiritual power. When he turned his head and saw that it was the fiery red giant bird, he said secretly:

It's bad, I didn't expect this demon beast of the Spirit Transformation Realm to end its entry into the realm ahead of schedule!

Sister Yiran should have been spotted by it, but fortunately it hasn't looked here yet, I'm afraid it was Sister Yiran who attracted most of its attention.

At the critical moment, Jiang Xiaofeng didn't have time to think about it, he turned his heart sideways, hugged the clothes next to him, lowered his head and quickly formed a magic seal, and the wolf turned into a rush and unfolded it.

Like an arrow from a string, he swept low across the lake in order to avoid the attention of the giant red bird.

Fortunately, the distance from the island in the middle of the lake is not far, and Jiang Xiaofeng has arrived in a moment. At this time, the fiery red giant bird also discovered his figure, and another spiritual power locked over.

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't give it a chance, wrapped his soul power around him, stirred the aura of heaven and earth around him, and exploded violently, instantly regaining his freedom, not giving it a chance to control.

He rushed behind Cheng Yiran regardless of it, and wrapped a pile of clothes around her with his eyes closed. He was originally worried that Cheng Yiran would suddenly yell and alarm the other demon beasts.

But what he didn't expect was that Cheng Yiran was so calm and didn't say a word. When he packed Cheng Yiran up, he held her in his arms, touched the ground with his feet, and quickly escaped from the island in the middle of the lake.

This set of actions went smoothly, as if it had been rehearsed in advance, and even the red giant bird didn't figure out what was going on.

Being held in Jiang Xiaofeng's arms, Cheng Yiran, who has always been steady and mature, began to crash like a deer.

Remembering that just now when this kid lowered his head and closed his eyes, and wrapped his clothes around himself, Cheng Yiran smiled dumbly:

I didn't expect this kid to be a decent gentleman!

But if she knew that picking Liuyang flowers needed a yin person, this was just Jiang Xiaofeng's nonsense, and she didn't know if Jiang Xiaofeng **** could stay.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofeng's hand was holding Cheng Yiran, although she was wrapped like a zongzi, but his wrist fell on the snow-white of her thin waist, as smooth as jade.

Feeling the fragrance in his arms, this was the first time Jiang Xiaofeng had such close contact with a girl, and his nervous little heart was beating non-stop.

Suddenly, he felt a tremor in his arms, and when he looked down, it was Cheng Yiran who "giggled". Jiang Xiaofeng's old face turned red and said:

"What are you laughing at!"

"I really didn't expect it, it's really a chick!" Cheng Yiran hid in his chest, and "giggled" again, and the aroma he spit out made Jiang Xiaofeng's chest itch slightly:

"How do you feel?" Cheng Yiran raised his head slightly, his eyebrows and eyes full of spring.

Jiang Xiaofeng strengthened his courage, thinking that you are such a girl with such thick skin, so what should I do so carefully. 536 Literature

So he hugged the right arm of Cheng Yiran's waist, deliberately tightened it again, lowered his head and smiled:

"It feels good!"

"Get out of the way, what does the little doll know!" Cheng Yiran slapped him on the chest and glared at him, but the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

Suddenly, there was a low whistling sound in the distance. Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head to look, his head tightened, and he said secretly:

Bad thing, the stinky bird actually chased after it.

At this time, its whole body was fiery red, as if it was burning, and it was completely angry.

If I'm not mistaken, this one should be the Finch Feather Red Flame Bird. It is named because its wings resemble peacocks, its whole body is fiery red, and there is a fire mark on its crown.

Jiang Xiaofeng secretly complained, how could he encounter such a flying demon beast, and besides, he was still a cultivator of the Spirit Realm, even if he escaped, he might not be able to escape from her wings.

At this time, Jiang Xiaofeng and Cheng Yiran had already come to the lake, and the three of them who were swallowing spiritual power didn't know what was going on.

Carrying Jiang Xiaofeng on his back, Cheng Yiran quickly put it on. Although she was a little disheveled, it was better than the embarrassed appearance just now, and she took advantage of the situation to put the six sunflowers into her Qiankun bag.

The two of them hurriedly woke up the three people who were still cultivating, and several of them were in a state of enlightenment, and they were about to ask what was going on, when they suddenly saw the giant birds flying towards them with anger on the other side of the lake, and their hearts were about to jump out: What are you two doing to hurt the heavens and reason, how to turn into demon beasts in the spirit realm have been provoked.

"It's too late to explain, hurry up, or you'll die. ”

The loss of several people is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and the response is extremely fast.

They quickly mounted the Flame Beast and began to flee frantically. At this time, they didn't care about covering up the aura of human cultivators, and it was important to escape.

At the moment when the aura of the human cultivators dispersed, the hundred beasts immediately received their breath, but they were still absorbing the power of the Spirit Waterfall, and no one was willing to give up such benefits to chase a few human cultivators.

But when they heard a chirp and knew that the Finch Feather Red Flame Bird had already made a move, then they were even more relieved to refine their spiritual power with peace of mind.

The demon beasts of the Transformation Spirit Realm made a move, and it was expected that those few human cultivators would not be able to make any waves.

Egging on Jiang Xiaofeng, he turned his head to look at a feather red flame bird flying in mid-air, and he was so frightened that tears were about to come out. Glaring back at Jiang Xiaofeng, he began to pull out his legs and run wildly.

What kind of master is this, it was originally refreshing for people to absorb the power of the Spirit Waterfall, why do you dare to provoke it? That's a demon beast in the Spirit Realm! Do you feel that you have lived too long, looking for some excitement? Now this is probably the first thought of instigation.

The usually lazy cowardice, actually ran to the front of the team, and the old man who spit out his tongue again, and the stars flew sideways.

"Xiao Feng, quickly let the instigating seniors think of a way, isn't it also a demon beast in the Spirit Transformation Realm? Let it show its strength, at least it is a demon beast, and the finch feather red flame bird has to give face." ”

Cheng Yiran glanced back at the Red Flame Bird that was getting closer and closer, and turned back anxiously at Jiang Xiaofeng. She thought that since Songsong's predecessor was also a demon beast in the Spirit Transformation Realm, as long as she showed her strength a little, the other party would at least not be so closely chased.

This time it was Jiang Xiaofeng's turn to be embarrassed, and he only hated that he had blown the cowhide too big at that time. He is only a cultivator in the psychic realm now, even if he stirs the aura of heaven and earth, he can't reach the point of transforming into a spiritual realm, how can the other party believe it?

"You don't know the situation, Sister is still here, Songsong's predecessor is in Dongli Mountain, and he is not familiar with the demon beasts here. If it really shows its strength, I'm afraid it will be angered.

You don't know, the regional consciousness of demon beasts is very strong, if you see a demon beast that instigated its predecessors to be in the spirit realm, and actually ran to its territory, maybe it will be even more angry. ”

"What then?"

Feeling the feather red flame bird getting closer and closer, a strong spiritual pressure made them start to have some difficulty breathing. But at this moment, a voice came from which they would not believe:

"Sister, you and Brother Xiaofeng will withdraw first. Here Zhang Lao and I are the highest, and we will break the queen. ”

With a "hum", Cheng Yiran was suddenly stunned, as if he had heard something wrong, and looked at Cheng Yiyuan blankly, shocked to the point of incomparability.

Is this still my timid brother? I heard him right, was he talking?

Not only him, but also Zhang Lao on the side, also had an incredible expression. He watched Cheng Yiyuan grow up since he was a child, and it was the first time in more than ten years that he heard Yiyuan say such manly words.

This shocked Zhang Lao and Cheng Yiran, even more than the finch feather red flame bird behind them.

Without waiting for them to speak, Cheng Yiyuan slammed the Qingyan Beast. The green flame beast was in pain, turned around sharply, and hit the rushing red flame bird in front of it.

Seeing this, Zhang Lao also hurriedly stopped, turned around and said:

"Yiyuan, you go first, I'll break later. I'm getting older, and this old bone isn't worth much. Unlike you, you're still young, and the future is endless. Hurry up and ......."

Zhang Lao's last sentence was almost like a roar, but Cheng Yiyuan was unmoved, coldly looked at the red flame bird that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, clenched his fists, and said with a resolute face:

"I'm not leaving!"