Chapter 142: Spiritual Gate (II)

The chirping of the little bees is getting closer.

The gentle chirping made the flowers feel a vibrant snow rush into their hearts.

Hua'er's heart suddenly perked up, but her soul had overflowed her spirit body, and she wanted to return to Master Xuan Miao and get her spirit flesh back.

The black-bellied snake saw the spirit of the flower, and quietly divided into two, and it didn't do two!

The black-bellied snake took advantage of the victory and pursued it!

The snow that washed into the hearts of the flowers awakened the consciousness of life.

At the same time, a black poisonous mist entered her spirit and devoured the flower's will.

The flowers' eyes wanted to open, but a loud voice suppressed her.

"Flowers, what are you doing here? This is our world, this is my organization. "The one who spoke calmly, the flowers could hear when they closed their eyes, and who she came from.

"It's late, it's late, I'm no longer haunting that qiē!" Hua'er's soulless spirit closed its eyes in pain, trying to kill itself.

However, the spirit of the flowers, one after another bright red roses, fell like drops of blood.

Seeing the bright red like a veil, the calm speaker actually shivered and retreated.

The blood still flowed like a stream: like the sea, like a river......

"Hmph, dead roses, red roses with a thousand cuts! they really bloomed, eat me!" I heard the black-bellied snake rush towards the flower like a fierce god, ready to take her name.

The flowers were lost in the black fog and were just waiting to die!

And the black-bellied snake had already rushed to the flower's forehead and stretched out a long letter!

And the flower gave up a qiē spirit, but it was sinking.

The black pit viper, because of its mental strength, built its snake body in mid-air, went straight towards the attack of the flower, but pounced.

The chirping of the buzzing bees became more and more pleasant, and they appeared like a well-trained group to deal with unexpected situations.

As they approached the flower and the black-bellied serpent, they suddenly split in two: one rushed towards the black-bellied serpent, and the other rushed towards the flower!

The flowers, which were about to give up a qiē and make the spirit fall apart, suddenly felt like thousands of flowers blooming under him.

The flowers suddenly opened their eyes,

"Hiss hiss, hiss, hiss......" The black pit viper also began to sing.

The whole wilderness was very quiet, except for the song of the little bees and the song of the black pit viper.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance of flowers attacked, the flowers were attacked by the strange fragrance, Bing Xin was unbearable, she sniffed unconsciously, ah!?

The flower raised her head and died, but there was no figure of the flower spirit boy Hua Lingmu.

She couldn't help but lift her feet, only to feel the whole spirit body rising, facing a fresh fragrance of grass and trees, carrying the sound of "dripping" rain.

"Sister Hua'er, I'm Maverick Niu, I'm your Maverick Niu!" With the smell of rain rushing to her face, Hua'er suddenly felt her little feet step on a blade of grass with a well-developed brain.

Moreover, someone shouted her voice.

The flower bowed its head violently, and a small snail crawled along the endless blade of grass towards the instep of the flower.

The little snail was wet and damp, and when you looked at it, you knew that it had just come from the rain.

That blade of grass seems to be in love, and it is still in the veins of affection.

The determined figure of the little snail turned around, and saw that the magic blade of grass was raising a drop of dew and reaching for the tentacles of the little snail.

"Sister Hua'er, pick it up, this is the dew of our house!"

The flower was pleasantly surprised, she slowly descended the spirit, crouched on the blade of grass, looked at the little snail, and said very quietly: "Little Niu Niu, where have you been, all these years?"