It is a kind of aura full of vitality, as if it can live and die human flesh and bones, even if it is just a few breaths, it will make people feel that their bodies are a lot lighter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And when Yan Jiu opened his eyes and saw the Fusang wood, Yan Jiu realized his shallowness.

She also finally understood why Jin Jinzi had to gather so many monks just to protect one tree.

There's no other reason than because it's so big......

Yan Jiu couldn't describe the height of the tree, because these two words also seemed to desecrate it.

Even if you just look at it like this, you will feel as small as an ant, which makes people feel admired and awe-inspired.

This is the ten spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and this is the Fusang wood.

If the branches and leaves of the Fusang wood make Yan Jiu feel alive, then the red flowers hidden among the branches and leaves are relatively delicate.

The flower shape is like a pomegranate, with six petals close together, and the tips of the flowers are upturned and wrapped in a round ball, which looks very cute, of course, if it is not as big as anyone.

Yan Jiu looked at the monks around him, staring at this Fusang Mu's eyes, full of possession and greed.

This was something that Yan Jiu couldn't understand, Jin Jinzi should have known that this would be the case, why was she willing to let other monks into it?

Seeing the huge treasure displayed in front of the people, Jin Yu, who was dressed in armor, was not in a hurry, he stepped on one of the huge mulberry leaves, and looked at the people who entered the secret realm.

"Although the hibiscus wood is good, except for the use of special methods to pick it, once it is removed, it will wither immediately." Jin Yu said with a smile, "But I advise you not to try, because Fusang Mu will be unhappy." ”

As soon as Jin Yu's words fell, he saw one of the monks who was relatively close to the Fusang Wood, and his palm was like a knife chopping off one of the mulberry leaves.

The Seventh Highness bit the water dragon dry and sneered twice.

"This man will regret his death."

Yan Jiu had a very bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, he saw that as soon as the mulberry leaf left the main trunk, it quickly withered and brittle, until it turned into a handful of flying ash and shrouded the monk who cut down the mulberry leaf.

Obviously, it looked like ordinary fly ash, but the monk seemed to have been sucked dry by something, and his flesh and bones quickly atrophied and broken, like a piece of toilet paper that had been clumped up by someone, and was compressed and compressed by someone until it exploded with a "bang".

The blood mist splattered on the place where the mulberry leaf fell, and a tender leaf bud slowly grew.

All of a sudden, all the monks chose to retreat, and Yan Jiu was no exception, but she retreated not because of anything else, but because of the soul-nourishing grass in her cheek pouch, well, or maybe I don't know what kind of grass it is, it actually began to "grow" at this time.

As soon as Yan Jiu's palm flipped, the pot of soul nourishing grass appeared on Yan Jiu's palm, and the soul nourishing grass, which originally only had two round and tender leaves, actually began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few moments, it changed from a young shoot to a bonsai.

Hehe, Yan Jiu sneered in his heart, why don't I remember feeding you "chemical fertilizer"?

How could the fast-growing soul nourishing grass hide from the eyes of the Seventh Highness.

His brows furrowed, and there was a hint of attention in his eyes.

"How could you have this!"

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, listening to the meaning of this, the things in his hands were amazing.

"Why can't I have it?"

His Royal Highness the Seventh reached out and wanted to touch the soul-nourishing grass, but was avoided by Yan Jiu's backhand.

"Just look at it, and do whatever you want."

"Heh," His Highness the Seventh sneered, his face disdainful, "Your spirit parasitism is just a seedling, how far away is it from the top ten spirit roots, I can still covet it!" ”

Spirit parasitism!

Yan Jiu was taken aback when he heard this, although this spirit parasitism also belonged to the ten spirit roots of heaven and earth, it was the most notorious of them, because it relied on the vitality of devouring other spirit roots to make a living.

But isn't it a soul nourishing grass? How could it become one of the top ten spiritual roots of heaven and earth?

Inexplicably, Yan Jiu thought of the seed that Qing Yan gave him, if he remembered correctly, the soul nourishing grass was rooted on it, or was it the spirit parasitic that devoured the soul nourishing grass and sprouted through the soul nourishing grass?

Although Yan Jiu was surprised in her heart, she just suppressed the fluctuations on her face and the joy of harvesting the treasure.

She looked at His Highness the Seventh and said, "Since you all know that it is a spirit birth, it is hard to guarantee that you will not covet him, I think, I better put it away." ”

Yan Jiu said as he casually put away the spirit parasitism in his palm, and took a few steps back like a thief, pretending to look at His Highness the Seventh on guard.

His Seventh Highness's teeth itched, "You woman, it's simply unreasonable!" ”

"Ha," Yan Jiu sneered at the appearance of His Royal Highness the Seventh, "Now you woman," "You woman" is called, what, it turns out that you also know that I am not your aunt?" ”

Yan Jiu said, touching his chin and circling around His Highness Seventh twice, "Say, what is the purpose of you pretending to be my nephew all the way?" ”

"You! You ......" His Royal Highness Seventh pointed at Yan Jiu, he didn't know what to say, this woman, he didn't care.

"Unless you beg me, even if you die, I won't help you!"

His Royal Highness put on the mourning mask hanging from his waist, and walked towards the height of the Fusang wood with one step.

Yan Jiu touched his chin and looked at the direction in which the Seven Highnesses had left.

So, is this annoyed and angry and angry to be angry with yourself?

！！！

I my only helper and left!

What the hell am I trying to do?

Ignoring Yan Jiu's annoyance, he heard Jin Yu open his mouth and say, "Please be careful, fellow Daoists, the Fusang Wood is about to bloom." ”

As soon as Jin Yu's voice fell, I saw that the six petals were close together, like a pomegranate, and there was a crisp "click" sound, like ice cracking, cracking along the petals of the hibiscus flower little by little, and a fruity fragrance as clear as plum and sweet like honey overflowed along the gap little by little.

This smell may only be sweet and strong to others, but when it smells in Yan Jiu, it makes people appetizing.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva that was about to run down the corner of her mouth, and rubbed her gurgling belly, and then looked at the hibiscus flower with bright eyes.

It's a good thing, it's red, it's fragrant, and it looks delicious at first glance.

Yan Jiu couldn't help but take a step towards Fusang Mu, but the little reason she had pulled her back again.

She snapped her face and turned herself in the direction of Jinyu, trying to resist the temptation of the hibiscus.

Jin Yu stood on the hibiscus tree, and the blooming hibiscus flower was not far from him.

Seeing the Fusang flowers blooming, his already serious face was much more solemn.

The hibiscus tree has bloomed, I wonder where the gold has gone?

I only hope that she will take their unborn child as far away from this Fusang City as possible.

There was a faint humming sound, and Jin Yu looked at the sky and clenched the long sword at his waist.

The bee silkworm is coming...... (To be continued.) )