Staying with Fuji can enjoy the pleasure of the wind at any time! But shouldn't the so-called tacit understanding be to open a crack to see the movement outside, and then take action? A 12-degree hurricane blows in the narrow tree crevice, this is to go out Ding Guzhi!

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All the wood fragments and leaves were swept into the air, and under the terrifying force of the wind, they rained down in all directions faster than bullets!

Although I basically decided on the idea just now, it's useless to stay, let's withdraw - but can you not withdraw so violently!

"My day!" Qin Xiaochuan grabbed the collar of Fuji's shirt and leaned back, dodging the broken canopy that fell from the sky, "Do you know that you are so sad about the rain at night?"

The entire canopy of the tree smashed down, and the radius was completely emptied. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Although this attack is ineffective against plant monsters, it can be regarded as a surprise. But the wind in the forest moved, and suddenly all kinds of rustling sounds converged into the sea, and a disturbed anger came with the wind, which made people feel cold, and the old forest outside the Ghost River had completely woken up!

"Come again!"

There was only half of the tree left, and he was not afraid of the malice of facing the ghost without a river, and his eyebrows were raised, and his momentum was overwhelming! He raised his sleeves and made a move, the wind howled, and tried to continue to open the way.

"Let me go down, you!" Over there, the iron sword in Qin Xiaochuan's hand pierced into the trunk of the tree to stabilize his body, and kicked Fujido directly down the quagmire. But at this moment, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed. His face changed, he drew his sword and swung out a sword wind, and immediately jumped down, a lazy donkey rolled, as far as he could. I have been in this ghost forest for more than half a month, and the most proficient skill is to die shamelessly, and that action is effective and labor-saving, and the lazy donkey rolling is also a very fast action skill, and it is also safe.

A flock of strange birds swooped down, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the screaming was deafening! but they turned sharply up about two feet from the mud pond...... Anything further down, they can't fly.

"Silly x. ”

Qin Xiaochuan finally swam out of the quagmire and spewed out a mouthful of mud: "Run!"

Fuji did even the whole big character with the sword lying in the mud, his whole shoulder was shaking, and by the time he got up, he had completely turned into a black man. "Wind Dragon Endless Style!" shouted the move, raised his hand to stir the sea of mud with his long sword, and countless cyclones carried endless mud and smashed it out of the way! After sweeping the surroundings again, Fuji also spewed out a mouthful of mud, and raised his hand and raised a middle finger.

Although the forest is Qin Xiaochuan's home field, it seems that the danger is limited, and after being familiar with the characteristics of the creatures in the forest, it is not too difficult to deal with here. But the weird black and white space in the deeper part of the Ghost River Basin has made the two of them suffer enough for more than ten days, and they can't figure out the law several times their lives are in danger, and they still can't break through the obstacles after figuring out the rules, they have wasted three months, and now they have to return in vain, and they are holding their breath.

Qin Xiaochuan had already "swam" ashore, leaning his back against an old tree.

The iron sword sank into the ground at his feet, silently.

Before, Fuji did the sword wind to open the way, and he had swept away a safe space, and the strange birds in the sky were circling, but as long as they didn't jump too high, they wouldn't rush down. Rustling around I don't know how many monsters are about to move, the malice of the woods rushed over from all directions, Qin Xiaochuan retched and wiped a handful of mud on his face.

A swarthy barbed poison ivy fell silently from the branches, the spikes slowly pointing at his neck. The bloodthirsty vine that seemed to be tamed at Qin Xiaochuan's feet obediently curled up continued to pretend to be dead, without any intention of warning.

But in an instant, the blade of the iron sword was covered with a faint purple glow!

The wind that was originally echoing in the forest was eerily calm, the leaves were hanging low, and an invisible aura was unexpectedly lined up by the drooping long sword in Qin Xiaochuan's hand in all directions, "Overcome life with life, and chaos with spirit." Cracks appeared in the soil under Qin Xiaochuan's feet, and he looked up with a cold expression:

"Sword momentum, Imperial Spirit!"

The bloodthirsty vine was the first to sense something, and shook from head to tail, desperately curling up into a bulging ball next to the iron sword! The copper bell was windless and automatic, and the crisp bell represented that the surrounding aura was chaotic and the vitality was gone.

Everywhere the naked eye could see, it was bright red, and all the hidden creatures exploded with the sound of the bell, and before the sound came, the woods were stained with blood. Then, like the wail of the Ghost River Basin, the terrible wind began from the canopy of the trees, and the green leaves withered and yellowed, and one after another, mixed with the flesh and blood of the sky, fell down layer upon layer, like the most strange rain.

The earth is in chaos, and all souls are gone. However, the place where Qin Xiaochuan stood suddenly bloomed a layer of tender green sprouts, the green grass grew rapidly, then flowered, and then could not withstand the overly violent vitality and burst into a piece of green juice, and then the grass seeds continued to grow and sprout......

Qin Xiaochuan pulled out his sword, and the blade of the sword flowed a layer of demonic green mang, which was obviously an ordinary iron sword, and before the green mangs disappeared, it showed a trace of extraordinary.

"Let's go. ”

The dead leaves are yellow, and there is a dead silence. The first layer of the Ghost River Basin enchantment, starting from the place where Qin Xiaochuan is standing, is one mile outward, broken!

Before leaving, I always have to leave a little souvenir, which is considered a benefit to those who come after me? The bloodthirsty vine that was left in place looked like it had swelled up, and a fierce man plunged into the soil, and he was killed and did not want to come out again.

Qin Xiaochuan suddenly felt that he was a wicked person.

"You have destroyed the life of this land. Fuji's voice came from behind, and the blade of the sword was holding a half-withered poison ivy. "I want to see if this forest will be willing to keep this place for me in two hundred years. Qin Xiaochuan said: "The exit is there." ”

More effortless. The Ghost River Forest quickly mobilized the rattan to show the exit with the posture of sending off the evil guest, and the trees that still had a little vitality took the initiative to avoid the footsteps of the two of them as if they were hiding from the plague god. This kind of treatment is in the forest, and Qin Xiaochuan has encountered it for the first time. But the black and white space behind him still persisted, and he turned his head to look, "Really want to go?"

Fuji made a long sword on his shoulder, strode forward, and gave a thumbs up to the back: "If you don't go, it's strange!

The wind is bleak, the leaves are drifting, it's too painful. Qin Xiaochuan put the sword behind his back, walked out of the woods step by step, and looked up to see the sunlight outside the forest. He immediately swept three feet out. At the moment when he stepped out of the woods, countless spikes as thin as cow's hair shot out from the dark woods and nailed to the position where he was standing. The Ghost River Basin only did not announce to the outside that Qin Xiaochuan and the dog were not allowed to enter. Well, as a mountain and forest goblin to this extent, there is no one.

"Is this sword still useful?" said Fuji stood in front of him, against the sun, seemingly staring at the sword.

Qin Xiaochuan took out a strip of cloth from his arms and wrapped the sword around again, "No problem." He has the confidence to go all the way to the ends of the earth with his little iron sword:

"How about taking a shower with the sword?" The smell of mud is enough this time.

The lower reaches of the Ghost River Basin are wide and flat.

The water is not deep, and there are still some houses nearby, and you can see the smoke looming upwards on the top of the green trees. In fact, the forest upstream near the source itself does not occupy a large area, but it seems to be lined up in formations, giving people the illusion that they can't get out. Who made Qin Xiaochuan forget the trick, and Fuji didn't understand the formation, and the strategy failed.

Taking a cleaned coat and wrapping it around his head, Qin Xiaochuan immersed his whole body in the water for a while, quietly spitting out a few bubbles. Fuji did spread his hands and floated on the surface of the river pretending to be a floating corpse. The sun shone on the river, a dappled glow.

There was a roar on the surface of the water, revealing a head, "Really just go back like this?" Qin Xiaochuan asked again. I can't explain to the night sorrow rain after failure! It's impossible for Fuji to do it all his life without practicing martial arts. Qin Xiaochuan is also a martial artist himself, and he clearly understands how cruel it is to become an ordinary person once he learns martial arts.

"Life and death are fate. What if you don't leave?" In the river, Fuji did see through life: "How long do you think a person's life is?"

The question involves the field of philosophy, and the big engineering dog refuses to answer.

But Qin Xiaochuan's life dictionary did not easily give up such a statement. He raised his hand and slapped the surface of the river, jumped up and jumped ashore! Fuji wiped a handful of water on his face, and saw Qin Xiaochuan squatting naked on the shore and picking up a stone.

"I thought about it, maybe there was a way. Qin Xiaochuan said: "Come on, come on, let's talk about how big the suffering is." ”

"And then?" asked Fuji.

Qin Xiaochuan threw down the stone and pressed it on the ground: "This is the public pavilion." ”