Chapter 51: Qingluan

"God, water lilies, what the hell is this?" Shi Mian's hair stood on end, and he was busy asking about the water lilies. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't know." The water lily is also very dignified: "The inheritance memory has not been fully stimulated, and you have to get close to it to know." ”

"......" Shi Mian scolded in his heart: "Then I'll go in?" Can I go in? Looking at the appearance of those people just now, it is terrifying! ”

"Pull you down." Water Lily sneered: "Didn't you see how those people died just now?" All of them are higher than you. You just stay away, and you don't want to mix in this situation. ”

Shi Mian didn't understand this truth, but she hesitated for a while, but she couldn't move her steps.

According to the theory, although this guy is neither light nor heavy, but in the end, he will not know how dangerous it is no matter how greedy he is.

Yes, she wanted to go, but in her bones, she felt a powerful attraction, desperately guiding her to the underground palace, the attraction was not psychological, it was purely her body's desire, or rather, the instinct in her bones, coveting the source of that breath.

It was because she wanted to leave soberly, but she was controlled by instinct on the other hand, and she couldn't help but go inside.

It doesn't make sense.

Shi Mian looked at the other monks outside suspiciously.

Those who wanted to leave did not hesitate, rushed to be the first, and those who insisted on staying were also pale, vigilantly watching the movement in the big pit, although there was ambition and yearning in their eyes, but they were not like her, as if they were confused, and they couldn't control their longing.

There were also some surviving spirit beasts, they moved by instinct, but they were also suppressed by the strange aura, trembling, not daring to move, and from time to time there was a low roar of fear overflowing from their throats.

Could it be that she has a physical problem with herself?

Shi Mian looked inwardly in disbelief, this inward-looking, good guy, look at the potatoes in the dantian that are about to move, and can't wait to snatch out of the body, isn't it the ghost it does?

She twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly.

"Fatal attraction to potatoes...... It should be Mu Ling, yes, they belong to the same family...... Well? Isn't that right? I'm also a wood spirit, why don't I feel this way? The water lily muttered to herself.

"Generally speaking, only the wood spirits whose bloodline is lower than you and belong to the same lineage can have such a great attraction to you, after all, it is a great tonic, but it is a wood spirit with a lower bloodline than potatoes...... Impossible, so what is the reason? By the way, the spirit beast just looked at it with such madness, could it be that it used some kind of charm spell? It's not right, the others don't react, is that what kind of nature is it......"

"Ouch, you've got it, my ancestor!" Shi Mian cried bitterly: "You just tell me how to get rid of the spell, I'll run away!" ”

"......" Water Lily rolled her eyes in the mezzanine of the space: "Looking for Lianxi Zhenjun." ”

"Oh!" Shi Mian suddenly realized.

At this time, there was no dragon who dared to stay in the sedan chair, so Shi Mian ran directly to Lianxi Zhenjun and said: "Zhenjun, what do you think ......?" ”

Lianxi Zhenjun was still busy with a technique that Shi Mian couldn't understand, and when he saw her, he smiled again and said, "Little girl, I originally wanted to take you to have fun with me, but now that you have seen this posture, I'm afraid it's inconvenient." ”

He waved his hand and took out a spirit beast bag, and immediately, a huge Qingluan appeared outside.

Although it is said to be huge, it is only relative to the human race. It was more than a foot long, with its head up, and its high cyan cloud crown was very shaky. The body is strong and powerful, and the lines everywhere are full of elegance, and the neck covered with thin feathers is called a smooth and slender line.

It stepped on the auspicious clouds, its gorgeous wings trembled slightly, and the pair of eyes that were not quite the same as the human race, but as clear and beautiful as glass, swept over, as if to see the master, she was very happy, and cried softly twice, even Shi Mian, but also heard the coquettishness and joy inside.

This is probably a racial talent, just such a casual cry, coming out of Qingluan's mouth, is like the most beautiful music, which makes people feel refreshed.

Of course, Shi Mian doesn't have the heart to relax right now.

Her eyes lit up with brilliance, staring at this Qingluan, looking back and forth, and her mouth spit out some admiration from time to time.

Just kidding, what is Qingluan? Seventh-order spirit beast! It is equivalent to the cultivation of the early stage of the human race, and this spiritual wisdom has also opened.

She twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly.

"Fatal attraction to potatoes...... It should be Mu Ling, yes, they belong to the same family...... Well? Isn't that right? I'm also a wood spirit, why don't I feel this way? The water lily muttered to herself.

"Generally speaking, only the wood spirits whose bloodline is lower than you and belong to the same lineage can have such a great attraction to you, after all, it is a great tonic, but it is a wood spirit with a lower bloodline than potatoes...... Impossible, so what is the reason? By the way, the spirit beast just looked at it with such madness, could it be that it used some kind of charm spell? It's not right, the others don't react, is that what kind of nature is it......"

"Ouch, you've got it, my ancestor!" Shi Mian cried bitterly: "You just tell me how to get rid of the spell, I'll run away!" ”

"......" Water Lily rolled her eyes in the mezzanine of the space: "Looking for Lianxi Zhenjun." ”

"Oh!" Shi Mian suddenly realized.

At this time, there was no dragon who dared to stay in the sedan chair, so Shi Mian ran directly to Lianxi Zhenjun and said: "Zhenjun, what do you think ......?" ”

Lianxi Zhenjun was still busy with a technique that Shi Mian couldn't understand, and when he saw her, he smiled again and said, "Little girl, I originally wanted to take you to have fun with me, but now that you have seen this posture, I'm afraid it's inconvenient." ”

He waved his hand and took out a spirit beast bag, and immediately, a huge Qingluan appeared outside.

Although it is said to be huge, it is only relative to the human race. It was more than a foot long, with its head up, and its high cyan cloud crown was very shaky. The body is strong and powerful, and the lines everywhere are full of elegance, and the neck covered with thin feathers is called a smooth and slender line.

It stepped on the auspicious clouds, its gorgeous wings trembled slightly, and the pair of eyes that were not quite the same as the human race, but as clear and beautiful as glass, swept over, as if to see the master, she was very happy, and cried softly twice, even Shi Mian, but also heard the coquettishness and joy inside.

This is probably a racial talent, just such a casual cry, coming out of Qingluan's mouth, is like the most beautiful music, which makes people feel refreshed.

Of course, Shi Mian doesn't have the heart to relax right now.

Her eyes lit up with brilliance, staring at this Qingluan, looking back and forth, and her mouth spit out some admiration from time to time.

Just kidding, what is Qingluan? Seventh-order spirit beast! It is equivalent to the cultivation of the early stage of the human race, and this spiritual wisdom has also opened.