The divination left Shang Yang and came to a stream, and there was a bellflower tree by the stream that two people could hug together. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The divination turned over and dismounted, walked to the crooked stream, looked at the slowly flowing stream, stretched her arms comfortably, and her silhouette and the upright posture of the tree were clearly reflected in the water.

If it weren't for the season, she would have wanted to take off her shoes and go barefoot to play in the crystal clear water.

A strong wind blew and she couldn't enjoy the feeling of the breeze on her face because she felt a little cold.

The afterglow swept to the dry grass by the stream, and some dry branches, and the divination's eyes lit up, at this time, it should be good to light a fire and roast it.

She walked over like a yellow insect crossing, the place she walked through was clean, and after a while, she picked up a pile of grass and trees and stacked them together, and after stacking them, she raised her hand and wanted to conjure up flames to ignite the stacks of old tall grass and trees on the ground, and she transformed it several times, and on the grass and trees used to catch fire, not to mention the fire, she didn't even see a little spark.

The divination divination did not believe in evil again, and when she looked down, she saw that there was any fire in her hand, only a small white flower swirling with smoke, floating in the palm of her hand in a semi-blooming state.

Raising his palm to his own, the divination raised his hand and tapped the white petals with his fingertips, but his fingers penetrated the petals and clicked empty.

Last time, she also conjured up Lianhua, she thought she was wrong, but now she can see it clearly, this is a real scene.

Rubbing her forehead, she looked and looked, what she cultivated was the phoenix flying flower that came with her consciousness.

It's just that flowers have never been conjured, only the fire is the most obedient and appears according to her thoughts, where did this Lianhua appear out of thin air?

Looking at the unlit fire, the divination clapped her hands and walked towards the stream, Providence did not let her bake the fire, she still washed her hands and went to business.

The divination squatted on the shore and looked at this ordinary stream, where there was a stone as big as the sun in the sky, black and smooth, round.

Curious, she sparkled her eyes and stepped on it.

This foot was strong, and one foot stepped into the water a little, but she didn't pay attention, and the other foot stepped on it.

In an instant, the river swelled up, cracking a hole in the bank behind the diviner, and the stone under his feet also tilted backwards.

The unsuspecting diviner, his body was weightless, and with a wave of his hands, he fell down to the crack in the rear.

She felt as if she had been floating in the air for a long time, thinking that if she fell, her buttocks might bloom and fall into meat sauce, trying to use her cultivation to protect her falling body, and finally stabilized her body and slowly fell in the air.

Just in case there was a big pit in the middle, a monster or something, she deliberately moved to the side, and I don't know how long it took, she finally felt that one foot hit the ground.

"How long are you going to stand on my head?"

The divination leg trembled, and this place can still speak, which is strange.

She stepped to the side obediently, and there was a click, which was particularly crisp in the silent air.

Lan Ting's aching forehead was dripping with sweat, and he just made a fire and prepared to roast his wet clothes.

As soon as the fire broke out, he sat down, and before he could undress, a man stood above his head.

The aroma of the man's body confused him, and he lost a good time for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the man stepped on his head and hadn't left, he just wanted to let the person on top of his head be able to fall.

One moment he moved diagonally, and the next moment the man moved his foot, which happened to be on the chest, and he stepped directly on the ground and hit him in the ribs.

Lan Ting must have broken his ribs, and he didn't know how many were broken, and the pain seemed to be drilling into his bones.

The person who stepped on him didn't seem to react yet, and stayed on his ribs more than once, and even turned around in a circle at the position of his ribs.

Lan Ting obviously felt that his ribs were sinking a little more, and he exhaled with difficulty, supporting his painful body, and asked weakly:

"Girl, have I dug your master's grave?"

was already in the fog, stretched his neck and replied: "I have already said this sentence to others." ”

Lan Ting heard the words of the divination, not to be outdone, and his heart jumped suddenly, and the position where he was trampled on hurt hurt even more.

The divination felt that the sound came out from the feet again, and the first thing she noticed was the burning fire, and then she lowered her face to look at her feet, she thought it was dazzling, and took out the night pearl to take a photo, and it was really a person!

Jumping to the side slightly, leaving the body under his feet, the divination that came back from the feeling of taking off touched his nose and asked embarrassedly:

"You don't, I just seem to have heard a strange sound, a bit like a bone coming out, is your bone broken?" After waiting for a long time, the diviner didn't hear an answer, so he said very kindly: "You are still lying on the ground, do you want me to pull you up?" ”

Lan Ting really didn't want to move, it was inconvenient to nod while lying down, so he could only silently stretch out his hand and wait for the person who stepped on him to pull him.

He didn't wait for a friendly hand, just a word that made him almost breathe.

The divination patted the invisible dust on his body and shouted, "Wait, I'll go find a stick and pull you up." ”

Lan Ting listened to him say that, turned his head, and struggled to let his eyes move with the person who said that, and the person really lived up to what he said, he was really picking a wooden stick, and occasionally he could hear him muttering quietly, this was too small, it shouldn't be able to pull him, this was too short, the distance was not far enough.

Because his back to the divination was to Lan Ting, Lan Ting couldn't see the face of the divination, but he could clearly see the conspicuous red hair.

I didn't expect him to be a man, if he stepped on top of his head, let him know that the other party was a man, not a woman, and he wouldn't end up with broken bones.

It was all this person's weight that deceived him, and he thought that the light one must be a woman, but it turned out to be a stinky boy who had not grown up.

"My bones have been broken by you, and you can't—lift me up?" Lan Ting's voice was very soft, but in this wide hole, it was very easy to reach the ears of the diviner.

Divination thought about it, if it was really as he said, she stepped on his bones, and it was a matter of course to pull him up.

Throwing down the wooden stick in his hand, he walked to Lan Ting's side slowly, and helped this person up, but did she want her to wait for him until his injuries healed?

She squatted a step away from Lan Ting and chanted:

"Hey, are you really broken? But why do you sit in that position? It's so spacious down here, won't you find a place to camp far from the top? ”

Lan Ting closed his eyes and turned his head, he didn't look at the face of the divination from beginning to end, he really didn't want to pay attention to this little ghost who was chattering.