() "Haha......" Zi Ye laughed loudly, and in the depths of his eyes, the shadows rose and fell: "I didn't say that you two joined forces to cheat, and you still have the face to say that I cheat......"

Leaning over slightly, Zi Ye's eyes showed a sneering smile: "Is it not cheating when I was abused by you very badly?" Being able to cheat is also a means, and if possible, you can cheat too, and I promise not to bite you......"

The slender palm slapped Zhu Huang's head, hooked his lips and sneered: "Let's go." ”

Yu Xun and Rong Xiu glanced at each other, suddenly woke up, and chased after the purple night.

Even if their hope of victory is a little slim, even if they are all doomed, they will pull her into the water.

The sharp palm wind suddenly rolled out, chasing the thorn circle in front of the purple night.

"Bang ......"

The thorn circle shook instantly, causing Zhu Huangshengsheng, who was just about to pass through, to retract his figure and turn to the side.

This thorn circle was originally not big, if it was shaking, Zhu Huang wanted to pass through, he would definitely be injured.

And once injured, all the qiē means that all the previous efforts are lost.

The corners of Ziye's lips picked out a different smile, and she didn't have the slightest intention of turning around and fighting back, as if she didn't put the two pursuers behind her in her eyes at all.

The power of the wood elf in the palm of his hand stretched out, and it was impressively wrapped around the thorns, and the thorns quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye in an instant, as if the vitality was drained in an instant.

The withered thorns, after being blown by the wind, are like fluttering withered leaves and butterflies, poignantly falling to the world.

Without the trust of thorns, the sap flower will have no support and lose its own lethality.

Taking advantage of the moment when the thorns withered, Zi Ye flashed with Zhu Huang.

The moment she staggered by, the power of the wood elves grew on the thorns again.

In an instant, thorns were born again in front of the velvet embroidery and Yu Xun's eyes.

From the withering of thorns to rebirth, it is only a blink of an eye, and if you are not a person who cares, you will not notice the changes in thorns at all.

Even the two people who were chasing after her had some disbelieving eyes to see it,

Looking at the thorns and dead branches and leaves that had fallen on the water, Yu Xun was so shocked that his eyes almost fell off, and he looked at the velvet embroidery in disbelief.

"Didn't you live with her for a while...... Do you know what she just did? Why do I seem to see thorns withering and regenerating? ”

The pupils of the velvet embroidery shrank significantly, and she did see the strange scene.

But......

"What nonsense are you talking about? How is this possible? Velvet embroidered silver teeth clenched: "She is not a fairy, where did she come from this method?" ”

The gloomy gaze swept over Xun's face, and her voice suddenly became a little cold: "But I know one thing very well, if we can't complete the task today, we are only afraid of withering......"

Her words made the corners of Yu Xun's eyes twitch, and after glaring at her fiercely, he suddenly rushed towards the purple night.

Purple Night has been in a no-man's land all the way, and the thorns that have lost their vitality are not the slightest lethal to her.

But for velvet embroidery and Yu Xun, they were not so lucky.

Just when the velvet embroidery took the lead through the thorn circle and wanted to catch up with the purple night, the originally quiet thorn circle suddenly twitched like crazy, and the long strip of thorns suddenly rolled towards the red beast.

The Red Beast had been rushing forward at a rapid pace, but now it was suddenly rolled up, and it couldn't afford to pause and dodge, breaking a tangled thorn in the blink of an eye.