What to do?

Wei Che himself wouldn't kill her, but he only had to push her lightly, so that she would fall into this mist and there would be no bones left!

Do you really want to tell the secret of your heart?

Gu Liang secretly hated that his emotions were too exposed, and the largest hole card jade bottle space was also known to Wei Che!

Thinking about it for a thousand times, Gu Liang tried to maintain the composure on his face and spoke: "I know a lot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" She stared at Wei Che's face tightly, and said slowly, "The Holy Soldier 'Breaking the Sky', the Heavenly Fire Hibiscus True Flame, and the Inheritance of the Chaos Five Elements Spirit Root...... I know all of that. I also know the inheritance of the way of the sword, the way of the rune, and the way of the formation. ”

Seeing Wei Che's pupils shrink when he heard the word "array road", Gu Liang knew that he had made the right bet. Wei Che is not perfect, he also has his flaws, as a monk, he needs too much!

Wei Che suppressed the churning thoughts in his heart, and said with a pleasant face: "I'll take you to the foggy stream to play." ”

Gu Liang was suddenly shocked in his heart, Wujian, is he so eager to kill people?

"Don't worry." Seeing the horror and fear clearly revealed in those beautiful big eyes, Wei Che smiled slightly and took Gu Liang's cold hand, "I won't kill you." ”

How could Gu Liang dare to believe it, she quickly thought of a way to deal with it, but she was helplessly silent and was brought into the misty stream by Wei Che.

She doesn't want to die yet, at least she doesn't want to die in this place where no one knows, and she can't even have bones. She still wants to grow up in the Qiankun faction, and she wants to take her mother away to enjoy a happy and leisurely life!

The fog stream is one of the most dangerous places in the Qiankun faction.

The infant entered the fog stream below, and there were no bones left; When the Yuanying monk entered, he also had to weigh his own strength. It has been foggy for many years, and it is better to say that it is fog than to say that it is a small white insect that is invisible to the naked eye. They devour the aura and eat flesh and blood, and when the monks encounter them, they can't help them at all without special magic weapons and means! They are not afraid of water, fire, thunder and lightning, and only natural enemies can bring them ruin.

The fog stream has existed between several idle peaks of the Qiankun sect since ancient times, in order to avoid the door people from entering by mistake, a formation is set up here, ordinary people and others cannot enter and exit, and the formation ban is also opened in the sky, and the monks can not fly easily.

Wei Che seemed to be quite familiar with this place, and he flew over the foggy stream with her, but did not fly down directly. Instead, he stepped on the flying sword and came to the outside of the fog stream, and took Gu Liang to enter the fog stream through the formation.

He has a good hand on the "mist" in the fog stream, he holds up a thin aura cover, and he doesn't see those "mist" coming to suck the aura, so he breaks into it so generously.

The visibility inside the mist stream was very low, even if Gu Liang was already a cultivator of the ninth level of qi refining, he could only see clearly within two meters of his body. There are very few plants to be seen here, only dark red earth, with dew drops on it, moist and fluffy, and it seems to be very fertile. Occasionally, one or two plants are flamboyant and gorgeous, and they don't look good.

Gu Liang could hear the sound of the stream flowing, but he didn't know where the stream was, the sound of the water seemed to come from all directions, maybe this was the reason why the fog stream was called "stream".

Wei Che took Gu Liang through the misty stream, the speed at which he controlled the flying sword was basically the same as the speed at which mortals walked, flying forward in a specific direction, and he didn't know where he was going.

"What's that?" Gu Liang pointed to a strangely red plant on the ground and asked him.

Wei Che glanced at Gu Liang lightly, but stopped to explain to her: "Dream Changsheng, a parasitic spirit plant, uses the flesh and blood of monks and divine consciousness as nourishment. The fruit it produces contains a huge amount of spiritual energy, and it looks like a high-level spiritual fruit, but if you eat it, you will immediately fall into a coma, and if you can't wake up within an hour, it will become its fertilizer. ”

"This one isn't ripe yet." Wei Che said, he flicked his hand, brushed aside the lush flowers and leaves of Dream Changsheng, revealing the prey below.

It was the head of a middle-aged man whose body was buried in the soil, his eyes would still squirm, his face was full of intoxicated joy, his complexion was ruddy, if it weren't for the blood-red rhizomes the thickness of fingers growing in his ears, Gu Liang would have thought that he was just asleep.

"He's dead, and he's eaten pretty much the same in flesh and mind." Wei Che said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Liang saw the strange red flower tree swaying gently, and the flowers withered and withered. The three vermilion fruits grew rapidly from the size of a finger to the size of an egg at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon a rich fruity aroma emanated.

The aura came out from the three fruits, and the three fruits became more and more vivid, and their aura concentration was almost the same as the seventh-order spirit fruit planted in the space of Gu Liangyu's bottle.

Meng Changsheng swayed gently, and the three fruits fell so that the branches hung down.

"Three fruits, this person is just in the early stage of infancy." Wei Che said lightly.

Gu Liang suppressed the hairy feeling in his heart, this kind of demon fruit, even if he knew that it was not a good thing, just staring at it would make people have a desire to pick it off.

Wei Che pointed his finger at the fruit, and then beckoned, the three fruits all floated towards him from the plant, and the moment the fruit fell, Meng Changsheng also withered: "Put it in a jade box." ”

Gu Liang hurriedly took out the jade box, quickly packed the three demon fruits, made a sign and stuffed them into the space.

Wei Che probably wouldn't have really killed her, otherwise he wouldn't have taken off Meng Changsheng and told her to keep it.

But why did he take her to this misty stream?

With the precedent of Dream Immortality, Gu Liang was not polite, and when he met a spirit plant he knew or didn't know, he would always ask Wei Che to stop and collect. The fog stream is famous for being inaccessible to outsiders, but there are a lot of spiritual things in it, from the unheard of demon flower like Meng Changsheng, to the thousands of years of spiritual grass and special materials used in refining, you can see it here.

Wei Che didn't seem to have a thin family background, and there were only a few rare materials and 10,000-year-old spirit grass that could make him feel excited along the way, and most of the things went into Gu Liang's pocket, which made her feel more and more that Wei Che would not let her die.

After walking for half an hour, Gu Liang suddenly asked, "There are so many spiritual objects here, doesn't anyone in the Qiankun Sect know about it?" ”

Wei Che sneered: "The Lost Trace Array outside is laid down by the Qiankun Sect Formation Patriarch, and even the gods have to go around in circles, how can ordinary people get in?" ”

He glanced at Gu Liang, there was a faint layer of purple on the other party's body, if it weren't for his inheritance of ancient bloodline and a pair of good eyes that could see a lot of things, he really couldn't notice it.

Gu Liang was suddenly silent.

Wei Che sped up, and the sound of the stream flowing in his ears became clearer and clearer, and Gu Liang could even smell a faint vapor. The "fog" gradually faded, and the dark red soil below also turned into dark and fertile soil, and the visibility gradually became clear, and soon a small lake surrounded by "fog" appeared in front of the two of them.

The small lake is approximately round, no more than ten meters in diameter, and the water is quiet, but pale golden. There is a finger-high grass growing on the edge of the lake, with small egg-yellow flowers, dotted with stars, very beautiful.

However, the closer she got to the small lake, the more frightened Gu Liang felt in her heart, and the skin of her whole body was even frightened by this fear, goosebumps, and an indescribable panic made fine beads of sweat flow from her forehead, and her thoughts were disturbed. The "Wonderful Sutra" in her body was running rapidly, and the invisible purple fire in her body was even more gorgeous!

Don't get close!

Can't get close!

Gu Liang's intuition told her so.

Wei Che put away his sword and stood with Gu Liang in the open space a hundred meters away from the lake, he frowned slightly and looked at the small lake, leaving Gu Liang and walking straight forward.

The ground was very dry, not damp, and Gu Liang sat down. In a panic and fear, she even forgot that she had left the range of Wei Che's aura mask and was left in the thin "mist". The invisible purple fire on her body burned quietly, and the "mist" seemed to be very afraid of this purple fire, and avoided it from afar, leaving a small "vacuum" for the little girl.

After sitting for a while, Gu Liang finally remembered that she had stayed away from Wei Che's aura cover, but she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with herself.

Maybe Wei Che had tinkered with something on her to keep those "fogs" away from her, right?

Gu Liang looked up and saw that there was a thick fog all around, and there was also a milky white fog above his head, only a small area around the small lake was free of fog.

Wei Che was walking towards Xiaohu step by step, his brows furrowed, he seemed to be very uncomfortable, and he would stop and rub his eyebrows twice from time to time. It seems that it is not only Gu Liang who feels panicked and scared, but Wei Che will also feel it.

She quietly watched as Wei Che's pace of walking became slower and slower, and the beads of sweat on his forehead became more and more, and gradually, it took him a while to take a step forward. The interval between this period of time is getting longer and longer, from a few seconds to a few minutes, to a few minutes, to more than ten minutes.

What is this place?

What's that little pale golden lake?

Why did Wei Che bring her here?

The original book does not mention this pale golden lake, not even the fog stream, and there are few words about Wei Che, which seems to be beyond the plot.

Gu Liang pursed his lips, lowered his head and folded a small egg-yellow flower to take a closer look. This flower is the size of a fingernail, only six petals, some like a shrunken single-petaled gardenia, the size of a grain of rice in the stamen, is pale red, faintly fragrant, looking at its aura, but it is a second-order spiritual grass.

However, this kind of spirit grass, she seems to have some impressions.

Gu Liang thought for a moment, took out a shovel from the jade bottle space, shoveled a large piece of spiritual grass and threw it in the space medicine field. This kind of spirit grass is a good thing, when refining the second to fourth grade elixir, just add a little bit to make the quality of the elixir more pure.

Outside, this spirit grass is almost extinct.

When she withdrew the shovel, Gu Liang subconsciously looked at the small jade bottle hanging around her neck, which exuded a warm glow and gradually melted into her skin. The skin burned slightly, and finally the temperature dissipated, leaving only a small red mole that dotted her collarbone, as bright and beautiful as a ruby.

Can the little jade bottle still disappear?

Gu Liang suppressed the surprise in her heart, her consciousness moved, and she disappeared in place in an instant.

Not far away, Wei Che turned around, just to see her disappear, he pursed his lips, his face was drenched in sweat, and he continued to raise his feet and walk forward.

He's going to the lake!

Now he was only six feet away from the lake, but every step became more and more difficult, and he didn't know when he would go. It took him a full quarter of an hour just to take a step, and the rest will only be harder!

Not only to suppress the fear in your heart, but also to fight against the invisible pressure of a mountain pressing on your body!