Chapter 15: The hand stretches too far

She subconsciously looked for the silver figure, but was surprised to see him kneeling on one knee, holding his head tightly with both hands, as if he was trying to resist something.

"Yan Lie, what's wrong with you?" said with a lunge to his side, his mind racing to what to do now.

Since they are all ghosts of this floral fragrance, it is better to destroy this source!

A sharp aura flashed in his eyes, and with a pull of his hand, he took off the scarf wrapped around his neck. Although the Wind Spirit was still asleep, it was a weapon in its own right, and there was no obstacle for her to use it alone.

The hands are stretched, the red silk is windless and automatic, inch by inch becomes longer, the silky thin ayako becomes extremely sharp in the blink of an eye, and everywhere she goes, the flowers and leaves are broken, and there is no grass left.

The originally beautiful flower beds were destroyed in an instant, and they could no longer be seen in their original form.

It's just that Yan Lie's situation doesn't seem to be much better.

"It's possible that they're coming for yin and yang. Yan Lie suddenly grabbed her arm, and her pale pupils shifted back and forth between dissipation and focus, "As long as Yin Hua is not there, they don't dare to rashly attack Yang Hua, you go first, and I'll come back to you." ”

"When do you still want yin and yang flowers, they will give them if they want. Bang Xi was a little angry, "Isn't your own life more important?" The elders all said that money was something outside the body, and she had never seen such a person who spared his life.

"You don't understand. Yan Lie only gritted his teeth and replied to her three words, and pushed her hard, "Hurry up!"

Bang Xi had no choice but to promise him to continue to move forward and come back to him when the formation was broken.

It was only when she took a few steps forward that she suddenly remembered that Yan Lie hadn't told her the method of this maze deduction, so in order to save trouble and time, she had better go back and ask.

"Can you tell ......" she frowned and turned her head, but her voice stopped abruptly the moment her eyes made contact with Yan Lie.

The silver figure lay motionless on the ground, surrounded by a white expanse that seemed to be assimilated into the mist.

"Yan Lie!" Wan Xi couldn't care about anything, and turned back to check on his situation as soon as possible.

But she was too anxious to notice that Yan Lie's body was wrapped in a faint layer of white light, and as soon as her hands touched Yan Lie's body, the whole person lost consciousness.

......

Outside the formation, Yao looked at the scene inside from a distance and frowned.

"Both of them have passed out, can we get them out now?"

"Don't worry. Behind her, a slightly older man paced out, the colorful ornaments on his head shining with his steps, "Don't look at Yan Lie's young age, his cultivation is deep, if we go in now, maybe we will wake him up, just like the little girl went to his room to call him before." ”

"That's right, let's take a look at the situation, and when we're sure he's completely trapped in a dream, we'll take action. Another man also came out of the shadows, also wearing colorful ornaments.

"I'm just afraid of long nights and dreams. Yao's brows never relaxed, and somehow, she was always a little uneasy in her heart, "That girl, I'm afraid she will be a variable." She lifted her chin and nodded in the direction where she was.

"That little girl was indeed a surprise to me. The older man said, "I thought she would die in her sleep at the beginning, but I didn't expect her to escape." ”

"Heh, Mengmei swore that his formation would definitely have an effect, but I didn't expect that even a little girl couldn't be sleepy. The man behind him sneered.

Hearing this, Yao and the older man were silent, obviously somewhat agreeing.

"But it's good to catch Yan Lie. Yao smiled, suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he said to the older man, "I just don't know what the elders plan to do with him? According to the clan rules, defection is a big crime, and stealing the blood sycamore without permission is a capital crime." ”

"Yan Lie's affairs have his own patriarch's judgment, after all, he still has such an identity there. The older man glanced at Yao meaningfully, and there seemed to be a warning, "The others should not stretch their hands too long, so as not to upset the patriarch." ”

......

Where has she been?

Bang Xi got up from the ground and found that he had actually changed places.

It was a place of lush greenery, birds and flowers, and a warm and pleasant climate, a bit like her hometown of Sanshen Mountain, but it was obviously not any place she was familiar with.

It seems that since she met Yan Lie, her life in the rivers and lakes has not been so smooth, not to mention the smell of the imperial medicine, she has lost her freedom, and has been stirred into a mess of things.

She originally thought that she would find a good time to escape before reaching Jiangnan, but judging from the current situation, it is difficult to say whether she can save her life first on the way.

"Stop!"

Suddenly there was a commotion in the distance, and a small figure quickly ran past her, chasing a group of children behind him.

The group of children seemed to be very fond of colorful things, and they were all dressed in colorful clothes, the opposite of the child who was being chased in front of them. It was the youngest child, who looked about three or four years old as a human child, and was simple in all his clothes, even with his hair ...... It is also silvery-white.

Suddenly, Bang Xi seemed to understand something.

The children didn't seem to be able to see the tie, and after passing by her, they rushed directly to the small figure in the front.

Three- and four-year-olds can't run much and are quickly overtaken by other children.

"What's in your hand, hand it over and I'll see!" the kid who caught up first pushed the silver-haired boy to the ground, and then tried to pull what he was holding on to out of his arms.

The silver-haired boy didn't say a word, but his hands desperately clung to his things.

"Don't give it, do you?" The leading child became angry, and after pushing him a few times, he shouted to the other children who caught up, "Hit him!"

The fist fell on his body like raindrops, and the silver-haired child was powerless to resist, so he could only purse his lips hard, curled up in a ball and suffered silently.

In the process, he still clung to what was in his arms.

Seeing him so precious, the leading child wanted the things in his hand even more, and took the opportunity to drag the things in his arms while everyone was punching and kicking him.

The silver-haired boy was caught off guard, and the thing was pulled out of a corner, looking like a bag-like thing.

"Give it to me!" the leading child snatched one end of the bag with all his might, but the other end was desperately grabbed by the silver-haired boy.

"No!" Vaguely, he heard a syllable come out of his mouth, staring at the older child with an unusually persistent gaze.

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