"I'll go, it's a long spicy strip!" Chen Jingle's eyes widened, looking at the huge tongue that hit him, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The sharpest attack weapon of the dryad grandmother is TA's tongue, which can fly, escape, entangle, and penetrate, and is so powerful that it is boundless.

Anyway, this guy is androgynous, well, I don't know if it's a women's clothing boss, and the kind of pseudonym. Presumably, the dead fat house should be interested.

I just don't know if it's going to be humble.

In Lanruo Temple, the demon wind gusted, and the bell rang non-stop.

Yan Chixia, who was sitting in the room, opened her eyes and looked gloomy: "It's that damn dryad again! Very good, see how I clean you up this time!" After speaking, he grabbed the long sword beside him and rushed out.

And Ning Caichen hid in the house, entangled in what to do with the account book, heard a strange sound outside, and subconsciously swallowed his throat.

"Shhhh

He looked out near the broken door and window, only to find that his finger had been stabbed by something, and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth to stop the bleeding.

In the attic above his head and in the cellar at his feet, a group of dried corpses smelled the smell of blood, opened their eyes one after another, and crawled towards the source of the smell of blood.

Ning Caichen heard a sound in the attic, hesitated to bring a ladder and wanted to climb up to see what was going on, but halfway up, he coaxed again, and returned to the side to continue to get his account book.

I have to say that Ning Caichen's luck is really good, and he can always avoid some dangers in advance. Maybe that's the power of the protagonist's aura.

Outside Lanruo Temple.

The Dryad Grandma attacked Chen Jingle with branches and vines on one side, and killed Xiahou with her huge tongue on the other.

As a thousand-year-old tree demon, TA can naturally feel that Xiahou is easier to deal with than Chen Jingle, so if he wants to kill Xiahou with one blow, he must solve one first, and then concentrate on dealing with Chen Jingle.

Facing the huge monster tongue, Xia Hou's face was frightened, and he subconsciously grabbed his saber.

But he was too far away from the weapon, and as a swordsman, without his sword, his strength would be at least half lost.

"Ah!", Xia Hou only had time to let out a short scream, and was stuck into his throat by the tongue of the tree demon grandmother, pierced into his body, and instantly sucked into a dry corpse.

The dryad's tongue has to enter the mouth to absorb the essence of the other party, and if he doesn't open his mouth, it's okay, but opening his mouth gives the dryad a chance.

Even if Chen Jingle reminded him, Xia Hou still couldn't escape the fate of being sucked into a dried corpse by the tree demon grandmother. This world's number one sword has only been on the scene for a while, and it's so cold.

It can only be said that this is the life of being a dragon!

But Yan Chixia is not wrong, although this guy's strength is good, but his mood is too poor and he is impetuous, so he can't control it in the face of beauty and temptation, and he is to blame when he dies.

Yan Chixia, who was rushing over, heard the scream, and her face changed suddenly: "It's wrong, it's Brother Xiahou!"

"I want to see how powerful your thousand-year-old dryad really is. ”

In the face of Xiahou's tragic death, Chen Jingle was expressionless, and the horizontal knife slashed the demon and cried blood in his hand, and in the flash of the knife, he cut the attacking branches and vines to pieces. With each slash, a large section of the tree trunk is cut off.

On the contrary, the dryad's attack could not hurt him at all.

This branch is a part of the dryad's body, and the Demon Weeping Blood Knife has an additional damage bonus to the demons and monsters, and it can't withstand the attack of the long knife at all. Grandma directly shrunk the trembling branches back, and at the same time, a large amount of milky white turbid liquid oozed from the severed wound.

Don't get me wrong, it's tree sap, which can be seen as the blood of the dryad.

The tree demon grandma eliminated Xiahou, but the branch couldn't hurt Chen Jingle at all, so she had to pull the branch back and use her tongue to deal with Chen Jingle instead.

Chen Jingle is a martial arts powerhouse, his qi and blood are sufficient, and the fragrance of human flesh on his body is more attractive than Xiahou's, and the tree demon grandma is greedy when he looks at it. If you can suck the guy in front of you dry, maybe you don't have to be afraid of the old demon of Montenegro.

I immediately made up my mind that I couldn't let him go.

It's just that TA is quite jealous of the long knife in Chen Jingle's hand, and feels that this weapon can cause great damage to TA.

Chen Jingle didn't have the same idea, as long as he was cautious and not afraid of the dryad at all, even if it was a tentative attack, the dryad would not be easy to deal with.

With a cold snort, Chen Jingle shot again.

He held the Demon Slash and wept blood, and met the giant tongue of the Dryad directly.

Facing the huge tongue that swept in, Chen Jingle twisted his body to dodge at an emergency moment, and the long knife in his hand slashed out a huge sharp knife qi, which fell on the dryad's tongue, and a large stream of white sap soared.

The dryad was so painful that his tongue curled, but he was even more angry and killed Chen Jingle.

Chen Jingle's face was calm, and in the snap of his fingers, he was full of sword energy, but he forced the dryad's tongue to dodge, for fear of being hurt by him again. Every slash on the tongue can cause great damage to TA.

The dryad retracted her tongue in pain, stopped fighting, and quickly escaped from the ground, leaving only a large pit.

Chen Jingle did not rush to pursue.

The tentative attack just now proves that the strength of the dryad is within his acceptable range. With just one Demon Crying Blood Knife to achieve such an effect, he was already very satisfied.

Besides, he still has a lot of means to go. For example, the Demon Suppression Sword and the Advanced Thunder Method, these two will only be more damaging to the Dryad.

Especially Lei Fa, originally Thunder was the nemesis of plant-type monsters, not to mention the evil-doer, sin-ridden monsters like the Dryad Grandma, and I am afraid that the power will be a little stronger at that time.

Nie Xiaoqian seemed to have fled just now.

Chen Jingle didn't care about her, although the main quest required him to save Nie Xiaoqian, but if he helped Nie Xiaoqian out of the sea of suffering too early, the plot would be stuck.

Anyway, as long as you protect Nie Xiaoqian's urn.

To be honest, Chen Jingle admires Ning Caichen a lot, and if he is as powerful as him, he is probably Xu Xian. One of these two people dares to be a snake, and the other is a ghost.

Chen Jingle didn't dare.

Only when Yan Chixia rushed out, she could only sigh when she saw Xiahou on the ground who had been sucked into a person. Although the two are rivals, they have known each other for many years, even if every time they meet, they are also sympathetic to each other.

Xiahou was killed, and Yan Chixia was both regretful and angry for a while.

Chen Jingle stood next to him: "I'm sorry, the attack of the tree demon just now was too fast, I only had time to protect myself, and I couldn't take care of your friend." ”

"Maybe that's fate. Yan Chixia shook her head and stepped forward to pick up Xiahou's corpse, "Brother Xiahou, I won't let you be in the wilderness." ”

"Be careful!" Chen Jingle reminded urgently.

I saw Xiahou's corpse suddenly open his eyes, and his dry hands grabbed Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia was shocked: "Brother Xiahou, I was kind enough to help you bury me, but you refused to let me go even if you died." ”

At the critical moment, he threw away the dried corpse with all his might, and at the same time threw out a yellow talisman and shouted, "Prajnaparami!"

The talisman burned into a ball of fire and hit Xiahou's corpse.