Chapter 460

Lan Jingrou lowered her head and unexpectedly saw two blood-stained figures rising from the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I can't see who it is, but they're still alive.

"I'm afraid the rest of the people won't survive." Chongsheng frowned and looked at the two of them.

These green things absorb the essence and blood of others.

Even if he survives, his cultivation will regress.

Without waiting for Lan Jingrou to answer, the green vines tangled together in front of her collapsed and rushed straight towards the people on the ground.

"Those two won't work!" Almost without thinking, Lan Jingrou gave the answer in her mind.

The vines that swooped down paused, and the two of them turned their heads towards the fallen man.

And the moment Lan Jingrou gave the order, her whole face was as white as paper.

She shook, but her waist was stopped by a pair of large hands.

It's Yunming.

Lan Jingrou half-narrowed her eyes, endured the discomfort in the sea of knowledge, and gently leaned on his shoulder.

The green vines below were surging and soon the few people who had fallen on the ground disappeared as if they had never existed.

Not even a drop of blood was seen.

The vines retracted, and the ground returned to calm, as if everything just now was just their delusion.

But the two blood shadows on the ground were still standing quietly.

The three of them went to the ground, and Chongsheng recalled his somewhat deformed wheelchair to sit down.

Then he walked over to the two blood shadows.

He raised his hand, and a dust clearing technique struck the two of them.

The blood faded, and the three of them saw that of the two people who survived, one of them was Long Lu, and the other was Bian Ping of the Hundred Refining Sect.

The two of them had their eyes half-closed at this time, and the situation was not very good.

It's okay to be a dragon.

This .......... of the Hundred Refining Sect

Lan Jingrou's eyes narrowed, as if she was thinking about something.

Yun Ming on the side took her look into his eyes, crossed a faint smile, and swept his gaze over Bian Ping.

Putting the red tripod away, Lan Jingrou took out the elixir in the storage ring and gave it to the two of them.

The two of them sensed the medicinal power running in their bodies, and immediately sat cross-legged on the spot.

Without looking at the two of them, Lan Jingrou turned around and walked towards the place where the group had just snatched the blood bead, no, the fruit.

Yun Ming followed Lan Jingrou's movements, and only then did he realize that after the blood beads were lost on the platform, he didn't know when there was a swaying grass.

Its appearance is not good, and compared with the flowers in this vicinity, it is ordinary.

But that's weirder, isn't it?

His eyes swept to Chongsheng on the side, and Yun Ming still didn't pass in the end.

Lan Jingrou stood in front of the grass, her eyes inquiring.

This thing should be the most fundamental existence of the Kaleidocarpus, right?

Xiaocao shook, as if responding to Lan Jingrou.

Lan Jingrou stretched out her hand, her fingertips gently touching the blades of grass.

The next moment, the grass disappeared into nothingness.

When she turned around, she saw Yun Ming looking at her.

The eyes under the silver mask seemed to have endless words to say.

Lan Jingrou looked at him, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she wanted to speak.

The two members of the Ling Xiao Sect died, and she was sorry.

If it were, it would be nice if she could override the Ten Thousand Flowers.

Seeing the guilt flashing in Lan Jingrou's eyes, Yun Ming didn't react at first, but then understood what she was thinking.

Now, she will always be aware of her feelings?

A faint smile crossed the corner of Yun Ming's lips.

He stepped forward and reached out to touch the top of her head: "Their death has nothing to do with you, don't think about it, these two people called me this time, and they also had a calculating mind, but I didn't expect them to calculate themselves." ”

So?

Lan Jingrou stared, obviously a little disbelieving.

Yun Ming said: "The competition between the major sects is indispensable, I have only entered the Lingxiao Sect for a short period of 100 years, and I have trampled on other sects, so naturally some people are not convinced." ”

Saying this, Lan Jingrou believed it a little.

Long Lu and Bian Ping's injuries are not suitable for them to leave now.

A group can only stay in the kaleidoscope for a few more days.

It was too chaotic earlier, and the two of them were so badly injured that no one saw her confronting the vines.

Lan Jingrou never let the two of them notice what she and Wanhuatu had.

After the two of them had recovered from their injuries, Yun Ming said that he had found the exit, and this was not the burial place of the Duobao Supreme.

The most important thing is that the blood beads snatched by the previous few people are just their illusions.

The fruit that had been transformed into a blood bead was still pinched in Bian Ping's hand at this time, even if they had doubts, they knew that this blood bead was an illusion, and it was true.

Bian Ping is not easy to speak.

Long Lu asked Yun Ming endlessly, but Yun Ming was not annoyed, and half-truths and half-truths were used to solve his doubts.

When the group returned to the valley, it was as if they were in a different world.

Long Lu and Bian Pingxiu suffered a serious loss, and as soon as the two left Wanhuatu, they said that they wanted to find a place to retreat.

These two people want to leave, so naturally there is no problem.

Long Lu left first.

Bian Ping was about to leave, but saw a blood-colored Hongling suddenly block his way.

Here it comes!

With a jump in his heart, Bian Ping turned his head to look at the person behind him: "I don't know what Jing Daoyou means by this?" ”

"What do you mean, do you still want to say it clearly? Let's not talk darkly, Bian Daoyou wants to leave safely, please give a satisfactory answer. ”

Answer?

Bian Ping sneered in his heart.

What's the answer?

Don't tell the upper echelons of the Hundred Refining Sect about the problem of the Wang Clan's one-vein seal spell on her body?

Who can she hide?

And when she meets the monks of the Hundred Refining Sect again in the future, won't she be seen by others as well?

The pupils of his eyes turned slightly, and Bian Ping smiled: "Jing Daoyou can rest assured that Bian's life was saved by Jing Daoyou, what should be said and what should not be said Bian knows." ”

The words fell, and Bian Ping turned around and left.

A sneer crossed the corner of Lan Jingrou's mouth.

She never believed this group of people from the Hundred Refining Sect.

It's just that before she could make a move, the person in front of her suddenly fell lifelessly.

There was an undetectable fluctuation of spiritual power beside him.

Lan Jingrou turned her head, only then did she see a wilted primordial spirit suspended in Yun Ming's hand.

This guy, from such a distance, actually got out other people's primordial gods?

In Lan Jingrou's incomprehensible eyes, in Chongsheng's surprised eyes, Yun Ming's five fingers were closed.

A sharp voice pierced the eardrum, and in a moment, the primordial spirit dissipated invisible.

Awesome!

Lan Jingrou blinked.

She admits that she doesn't have that ability.

I don't know what kind of realm Yun Ming's current cultivation is.

"Where is Senior Sister going next?" He looked at her, his tone flat.

Lan Jingrou seemed to be able to hear the meaning of wanting to linger with her.

No, what does she think?!

Resisting the urge to slap herself, Lan Jingrou coughed lightly: "Master, I haven't found it, and the ones who flew up in the sea last time, I want to walk around and find their whereabouts." ”