Yan Jiu was really shocked this time, the effect of this Fusang wood is comparable to Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Golden Pill. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No wonder it attracts covetousness, even if he listens a little uncontrollably.

"Are you listening?" Fusang Mu timidly called.

"There's another question," Yan Jiu asked at Fusang Mu, "Why didn't you make a noise when I came over just now?" ”

This is also the strange thing about Yan Jiu, since Fusang Mu is so eager for someone to come to the rescue, how can he choose to remain silent when he is approaching?

"Because I'm a little scared of you."

Yan Jiu didn't expect Fusang Mu to answer like this.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Yan Jiu thought of the canopy of the Fusang wood that he had devoured in one bite at that time, was it because of that?

However, at that time, I didn't see Fuso Mu show the tree spirit, and stand up and accuse himself.

"Because, you have the smell of "it" in you. Even though he was very weak at this time, I was still very scared, so even if you took so many of my branches and leaves, I didn't say anything. ”

"It?"

Yan Jiu frowned, the Fusang Wood that could make the ten spiritual roots of heaven and earth feel afraid, and in his own body, Yan Jiu could only think of one.

That is the one who is secretly rubbing and stealing Fusang leaves in the cheek pouch at this time - spiritual parasitism.

Spreading all the hole cards in front of the other person made Fuso a little uneasy, and he asked weakly, "Will you help me?" ”

Yan Jiu hooked his lips and smiled, "Of course, but it depends on whether the remuneration you give me can satisfy me." ”

Fuso Mu in the Wind: I haven't driven away a thief yet, and opened the door to usher in a robber?

The branches and leaves that cover the Fuso wood are peeled away layer by layer, and the green stems are covered with gray-brown lines, and a small hole slowly emerges in this brown lines.

The Demon Lord turned his head to look in Yan Jiu's direction, but saw Yan Jiu walking towards Fusang Mu step by step.

Did she find something? The Demon Lord was about to step forward together, but saw Yan Jiu disappear out of thin air like that.

The Demon Lord's divine sense began to explore everywhere, but he found no trace of Yan Jiu.

Where did she go?

"What's wrong?" Long Jun looked at the distracted Demon Lord, "Are you still thinking about a way to break the Heavenly Demon Shield?" ”

"No," the Demon Lord turned his head, "If it's really an Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, how can we still stand here, someone must have used the bones of an Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon to refine a magic weapon to block the fire of the sun." ”

The face of the Demon Lord wearing a Rakshasa mask swept over the faces of these people in front of him one by one, "As long as it's not an extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, then everything will be easy, find this person and kill it." ”

Yu Xue Shu seemed to feel something, and glanced at the direction of the demon lord without a trace, although his face was not obvious, he was secretly urging in his heart, only hoping that the person, faster, faster......

Yan Jiu walked in the tortuous passage, and what sounded in his ears was Fusang Mu's somewhat verbose voice.

"Turn left ahead, see that fork in the road, and then turn right again."

"It's okay to make your house so tortuous, what are you doing!" Yan Jiu's feet didn't stop, but he couldn't help complaining, who would build a labyrinth where he stayed if he was fine?

"I don't want to, I was born like this, I sometimes shake in there, and I get headaches."

Yan Jiu paused, and then continued to move forward.

"You have a spirit?"

"Yes," Fuso replied, "Is it strange to have spirits after living for so long?" ”

"If there are spirits, why don't you go and chase away the invaders yourself?"

"When...... Of course, I'm too weak at the moment, okay, okay, don't be wordy, the position of the center of the tree is in front. ”

When Yan Jiu heard this, he lowered his eyes to hide the light in his eyes.

"Aren't you afraid that the man will hear you so loudly?"

"You think you can hear the voice of the dryad if you want to? Otherwise, I wouldn't have been there shouting for a long time, but you were the only one who heard me. ”

"Really?" Yan Jiu smiled, "I thought you were waiting there specifically." ”

Fuso smiled and returned, "How could it be ......?"

I don't know if it's Yan Jiu's illusion, it always feels that there is some lack of confidence in that voice.

Fuso's voice fell silent, and it took a while for her to speak again.

"Ahead is the heart of the tree, you follow the breath of vitality and keep walking, and you will arrive soon."

Fusang Mu paused and then said, "Be careful, that man looks pretty powerful." ”

"That's what I'm supposed to worry about, and don't forget the half of the life you promised me."

"Naturally, I won't forget, as long as you're alive."

After that, Fuso's voice did not sound again.

Yan Jiu sniffed the refreshing breath and slowly approached the heart of the tree that Fusang Mu said.

At first, she was about to release two thin-legged jumping spiders to explore the way, but soon, she realized that there was no need for this.

For the monk standing in the middle of the Fuso tree, with his back to him, was obviously waiting for his arrival.

He was wearing a black and red crown dress, although he did not wear a crown, it was such a back, and it was hard to forget.

However, what attracted Yan Jiu the most was the pool of silver liquid in front of him, and the thick vitality was overflowing from the pool water little by little, and this was the vitality that Fusang Mu relied on for his livelihood.

"Long time no see, Spirit."

The man turned around and said with Yan Jiu in such a familiar voice.

"Long time no see, self."

Although the person in front of him is wearing a strange skin, this person is the third corpse of the heavens - self.

Yan Jiu thought he was dead, but he didn't expect him to survive, and it was under this circumstance that he met him again.

Since he didn't die, he could only appear for two things.

One is the "Godhead", that is, oneself.

The other can only be for the Ninefold Heavenly Coffin.

Either way, it was a bit tricky for Yan Jiu.

Thousands of thoughts flashed in Yan Jiu's heart, but they didn't show it on his face.

"I'm curious what kind of deal you made with that dryad that would make her join forces with you and pull me into the heart of the tree."

"Why is it a deal?" The self tilted his head to look at Yan Jiu, "We don't need to trade, we just need to have the same enemy." ”

"Enemies? Am I glad you have given me such a high honor? Yan Jiu said inconsequential words on his lips, but he affirmed one thing in his heart.

Since the self did not come to him directly, but chose to unite with the tree spirit, does that mean that he does not have the strength to directly confront himself now?

Yan Jiu looked at the skin that the "self" was wearing, and thought of the usefulness of the vitality that Fusang Mu said, and he already understood seven or eight points in his heart.

As for that tree spirit, Yan Jiu would definitely let her try her own methods.

Even after thinking about it, Yan Jiu also made up her mind, she looked at her standing self, "You went around in such a big circle, for the Nine Heavenly Coffin?" ”

His eyes darkened, but then he laughed lowly, and his cold gaze like a poisonous snake was looking at Yan Jiu.

"The immortal body of the Heavenly Heaven is indeed wonderful, but I am more interested in you......" (To be continued.) )