"The grass grows ......"

The monk raised his hand and touched the top of his head, his pupils glowing green, like two small green lights in the night.

"Run inside!"

Meng Fan saw that it was useless to only collapse the entrance of the cave, so he pulled the monk and turned around and ran towards the depths of the cave.

The two also reached the end of the cave.

The space inside is not large, dozens of square sizes, shaped like an inverted water scoop, there are water droplets on the top of the cave, the air is humid, and it exudes a musty smell.

"I'm still hungry!"

After waiting for a while, still not seeing Shu Tengchun appear, Meng Fan rubbed his gurgling belly, took out the pot again, and began to cook with the earth fire.

The monk saw Meng Fan pouring bottled water from the secular world into the pot, and put instant noodles, sausages, and quail eggs into it...... Something like that, his eyes shone with a surprised green glow, and he couldn't help but smash his mouth, and there was a gurgling sound in his stomach.

"What's your name?"

Meng Fan glanced at the monk, his eyes were always attracted by the grass above his head, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

"Zheng Cheng in the lower White Water Gate. The monk reported to his home, took the dishes and chopsticks from Meng Fan's hand, squatted next to the pot, glanced at Meng Fan, raised the chopsticks, but did not put down the chopsticks.

"Where is the White Water Gate?" Meng Fan picked up a pair of chopsticks and noodles and put them in the monk's bowl.

"Between the eighteenth and seventeenth mountains. Zheng Cheng took a bite of noodles, "There are seven or eight hundred people in the sect, which is still a little smaller than those sects. ”

"Oh. Meng Fan nodded and asked again, "Have you seen anyone else?"

"Except you haven't seen anyone else, after all, it's not been long since you arrived. Zheng Cheng took another sausage from the pot and swallowed it without chewing much.

In fact, his hunger level was not much worse than Meng Fan's.

The grass above his head was greedily absorbing nutrients from his body, the most obvious manifestation of which was hunger, and the skin on his hands was dry and cracked, and the lines looked like tree bark.

"The exit of the Aoki Formation is random. After eating a few bowls of rice, Meng Fan put down the bowl, "We have to find a way to avoid those tree vines, and then go find the exit." ”

"Hmm. Zheng Cheng unceremoniously ate all the food in the pot, touched the grass above his head, and his eyes glowed green, "Little Deputy Palace Master, is there a way to solve the grass on my head?"

"The root tendrils are fused with your body, and forcibly pulling them out is very likely to endanger your life, there is no good solution for the time being, and when you leave the Aoki Formation, you should fall off by yourself. ”

As he spoke, Meng Fan closed his eyes and sensed the movement outside, and could hear the sound of tree vines digging caves, frowned, and then took out a handful of Shengyi Dan and swallowed it, and began to sit up, with a touch of anxiety in his heart.

What I swallowed just now was the last Shengyi Pill.

Perhaps because of the existence of the black five-petaled flower in the center of his eyebrows, the punishment continued, causing his vitality to drain faster than everyone else in this place, and if he didn't find a way out soon, he would most likely die here.

Wait a minute.

After a while, the vines outside may leave on their own.

Zheng Cheng of Baishuimen saw that Meng Fan was meditating, and he also sat down cross-legged, but he held the long sword tightly in one hand, and secretly looked at Meng Fan, his eyes were hesitant, if he wanted to kill Meng Fan now, it was very simple, just hand over the long sword, but Meng Fan saved him again and again, and he couldn't decide whether to kill or not.

"The current situation is not good, if you want to kill, you will kill when you escape from here. ”

After pondering for a while, Zheng Cheng finally made a plan, but his stomach began to get hungry again, not only hungry but also very thirsty, but he was also embarrassed to disturb Meng Fan, who was meditating, to ask him for water to drink, looked at the water droplets that were dripping from the top of the cave, stood up and walked over and opened his mouth.

Tick.

Tick.

A wave of sweetness poured into his throat.

"There is indeed creation in this cave!"

Zheng Cheng's eyes suddenly flashed with essence, there were no droplets of water diffused by the breath, and they contained a lot of vitality, which was not much better than the pill, and he couldn't help but grow his mouth a little bigger, and stood on tiptoe, stretched out his tongue, and planned to lick the wet stone on the top of the cave, but suddenly, he was dizzy, his head was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

Meng Fan glanced at Zheng Cheng, who fainted inexplicably, thinking that he would not be ruined by Xiaocao so soon, stood up and walked over, and couldn't help but stare in surprise, only to see that above Zheng Cheng's head, a large amount of grass appeared, green, as if wearing a hat!

"What's wrong with this water?"

Meng Fan spread out his palm, took a drop of water, stared at the palm, and then his face suddenly changed, the water droplet penetrated into his palm like a living thing, and hurriedly shook his hand, threw the water droplet down, and sacrificed a blazing flame, baked the palm, and then looked at Zheng Cheng, a large amount of grass also grew on his body, densely packed.

"It's scary......"

Under Meng Fan's perspective, the small grass roots in Zheng Cheng's body were intertwined, growing savagely, connecting his heart, every blood vessel, and even the meridians...... There are also in the dantian, and I really became a vegetative person.

It turned out that there was only grass growing on the top of the head.

After drinking water, grass grew all over my body.

"You can't drink water!"

Meng Fan hurriedly pulled Zheng Cheng aside, and at this time, on the soft ground where water droplets fell, a tree vine suddenly broke through the ground, sneering and forking its big mouth, and then the second and third also broke out of the ground one after another!

A total of three vines pounced fiercely on Meng Fan.

Meng Fan hurriedly retreated, bursting out of flames, and the fire in the cave suddenly jumped violently, the heat wave rolled, and those tree vines crackled and struggled in the raging flames, like snakes jumping in a pot of oil.

"Well, it's in!"

Zheng Cheng estimated that he was awakened by the scalding, and stood up and looked at the three burning vines.

Although the three vines burned, they still flew fiercely towards Meng Fan, Meng Fan dodged, and the cave wall behind him was suddenly knocked out of a big pit by the vines, and the gravel fell with a clatter, and one of the vines pounced in front of Meng Fan, but was blown out by Meng Fan's palm!

Smack!

The vine fell on the soles of Zheng Cheng's feet, but he ignored Zheng Cheng's existence and attacked Meng Fan again.

"Huh?"

This scene surprised Meng Fan.

Why didn't Shuteng attack Zheng Cheng?

It's not just this place that has ill will towards him, right?

Meng Fan suddenly shouted at Zheng Cheng with a blessed heart, "Zheng Cheng, are you still hungry?"

"Hungry!"

"Eat them when you're hungry, make up for them!"

Meng Fan waved his hand to extinguish the flames on a tree vine and kicked it to Zheng Cheng's side.

"Can you eat this thing?" Zheng Cheng looked at the tree vine that was kicked over by Meng Fan, swung his sword and cut off a layer of skin, put it in his mouth, it was scalding, fragrant, and the juice overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Fragrant!

It smells so good!

(End of chapter)