The voice was in her ears, where was she going to find something good. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Sure enough, it's the most annoying thing to not see the shape or anything. Yang Wenyao looked at the ink helplessly, and Ban Xiang decided to find it herself.

Putting down the remains that were originally being picked up, Yang Wenyao began to walk towards the space that had just been expanded, and in just those places, Yang Wenyao also guessed a few points about the good things that Xiaoyu said.

Sure enough, looking at the viscous milky white jade heart, Yang Wenyao was full of joy. There are so many of them, these are all visible cultivations. was thinking about what to use to hold the jade heart, but found that a jade bottle that was not big or small appeared in front of him, as well as a jade spoon.

Well, seeing that Xiaoyu was so intimate, Yang Wenyao decided to let the heavens go. Seriously contain the jade heart little by little.

Received half of it, oh no, as the same kind. Xiaoyu comes to deal with Yuxin, that's a matter of minutes, right? Why is it that you are so stupid and don't pull a few little bits?

In fact, the jade heart is very troublesome to deal with, if you accidentally touch the aura with attributes, or if you touch impurities, such a jade heart, the quality and efficacy will be several levels lower, which is why Yang Wenyao waited for Xiaoyu to take the jade bottle and spoon before starting to pick up.

Well, Tiandao is really keen on pit herself, how could she think that Xiaoyu is a caring person?

Seeing that Yang Wenyao didn't move, Xiaoyu knew that this was Yang Wenyao's reaction. I can't help but giggle, human reactions are so funny, but it's a pity that I don't understand this.

I don't know how Xiao Yu operated, but I saw that the jade heart began to form a line and automatically entered the jade bottle. Xiao Yu asked Yang Wenyao to take the jade bottle back into the space. Just as Yang Wenyao was about to continue to find clues to get out, the mountains shook for a while, and Yang Wenyao found that the place where the jade heart was taken out was rapidly raised. The entire jade began to retreat to both sides with the jade heart as the center.

Seeing this situation, the ink on the side hurriedly stood in front of Yang Wenyao. The helpless Yang Wenyao pulled the ink funny, this thing doesn't have any spiritual power available now, do you want to be a meat shield or make trouble in front of you?

After opening the door with the jade bi, Yang Wenyao poked inside, only to find that it was a world of birds and flowers. It's a bit like the first destination.

It's weird. After thinking about it, Yang Wenyao used his spiritual power to draw a small piece of jade and threw it straight at the tree inside. Bang, the jade with Yang Wenyao's spiritual power did not pierce the tree as Yang Wenyao imagined. Yang Wenyao, who had very good vision, found that there was not even a shallow mark.

Everything is so strange here.

"Let's go, let's go in." Ink strode forward and walked in, he had just probed, except for the entire ground of the pavement corpses, the entire stone wall was integrated, except to go this way, I am afraid there was no way out.

Supposedly, it would be nice if I could fly out. But the ink can guarantee that there must be a limit to this broken place. After saying that, such a high distance, not to mention whether Yang Wenyao can fly out by himself, the ink will definitely not work The spiritual power is sealed, which means that if Yang Wenyao does not abandon the ink, he will have to take someone with him. It's even more difficult.

Of course, you can also put ink into the space, after all, Yang Wenyao didn't avoid ink from the beginning, although the other party didn't ask, it doesn't mean that he won't guess. Although the ink is sometimes unreliable, there is no problem with IQ.

Seeing that the ink had stepped over the jade gate first, Yang Wenyao had no choice but to follow.

The moment she stepped in, Yang Wenyao felt that her eyes had changed, and the scene in front of her had long since disappeared from the previous birds, flowers, and flowers.

It's a little strange to look at the ink standing next to him in a tense state, as an ancient spirit animal, ink shouldn't be afraid of such a scene, so why is ink acting like this? Yang Wenyao looked curiously at the ink's eyes.

In an instant, the whole person's heart was raised. This is...... It's actually a unicorn. A unicorn in good condition. With his eyes closed, it was as if he had fallen asleep. Sympathetically glanced at the ink, this thing is enough to hit today, first the spiritual power was sealed, and then it encountered the suppression of the bloodline.

Yang Wenyao looked at the ink and walked over, she wanted to confirm whether this unicorn had really fallen. There is no life, and the scales are dull.

Maybe it was out of selfishness, or maybe it didn't feel the danger, but the ink didn't stop Yang Wenyao's move. Watching Yang Wenyao's movements gently, he seemed to be afraid of waking up the sleeping Qilin.

When I got closer, I found that the unicorn was really lifeless, and I reached out to touch it, but I found that the unicorn at my fingertips that I had just touched was dissipating full, and Yang Wenyao, who was stunned, looked at the dissipated unicorn, and didn't know what kind of reaction to make.

Is it sad? Or is it a whisper? Maybe it's because of his own arrival that it doesn't even have corpses left, and this is probably the monk's last path, right? Or should you be happy, the unicorn in front of you is a corpse, at least it can't block their way?

Yang Wenyao turned around, only to find that there were tears in the corners of Ink's eyes. With a sad expression, the bloodline was suppressed, and I didn't see him relaxed, but he knelt down, and the whole person made a set of strange and beautiful movements, full of mystery.

Yang Wenyao didn't say anything. She didn't understand the world of spirit beasts, but even she could see that this set of movements of ink was a kind of sacrifice. Spirit animals always have to respect the strong more than humans.

After a while, the ink stopped, and Yang Wenyao found that the ink's eyes had changed from the original brown to a faint red, making the originally demonic ink even more evil, Yang Wenyao looked at it in surprise, and in retrospect, the ink's eyes had returned to their original brown.

"Does it matter?" Yang Wenyao asked lightly, but the concern in it was very obvious.

Ink was stunned when he heard Yang Wenyao's question, and then smiled again, "It's just sentimental, what does it matter, ten thousand years of loneliness have come." How can you be overwhelmed by this sadness? ”

Then he laughed again, and as usual, the evil spirit had a little ruffian. After taking a deep look at the ink, Yang Wenyao did not speak, but turned around and walked in front.

This is a Xiuzhen Ancient Battlefield, Yang Wenyao can be sure, because in addition to the remains of human beings, there are also many behemoth spirit beast remains. Just looking at the ink's somewhat restrained expression, you can probably guess that there are even a lot of high-blooded spirit beasts among them. It's just that what is it that can attract such a scramble.

It's been too long, even if it's a spiritual weapon, without the nourishment of the aura, it can only age and weathered like ordinary things, until it becomes the appearance of Yang Wenyao's eyes, and it will be shattered when touched. (To be continued.) )