Wanyao Mountain is called a strange mountain, not only because of the number of herbs here, the variety of types, but also because of the peculiarity of the environment and climate here, Yun Yanshang can be regarded as feeling, the places here are wet, some places are dry, some places are so hot that they sweat profusely, and some places are so cold that they shrug their shoulders and shrink their spines. It is precisely because of this that Wanyao Mountain is suitable for the survival and reproduction of all plants.

The soft moonlight poured down through the sparse branches, shining on the clusters of purple flowers, dappled with light and shadow, like a dream, adding a sense of tranquility and beauty, which seemed so unreal in this dark and mysterious place.

But this scenery is real.

"I didn't expect Wanyao Mountain to have such a beautiful scenery, and it was not in vain for me to come all the way." Yun Yanshang chuckled to herself, as if she was in a better mood.

In a damp place under a forest, it is purple as far as the eye can see.

Because in the dark night, it is a little unrealistic.

Yun Yanshang walked over to see that the lilac flowers had become a little holy under the baptism of the moonlight, as if they wanted to wash away all the dirt and dirt.

"This flower is ......" Yun Yanshang lowered her head and thought, "Ah, I remember, it's a purple calyx." ”

Yun Yanshang used to be a flower lover and often liked to fiddle with some flowers and plants.

Once, Yun Yanshang spent a lot of money in the market to buy a pot of purple calyx and decided to keep it in the yard, and then Lan Jingxuan came to visit and told her that the flower was poisonous, so he took the purple calyx with him when he left.

Now that I think about it, Lan Jingxuan should have had other purposes for taking away the purple calyx in the first place.

Purple calyx also has another nice name, called purple hosta. The girl's family has always liked this kind of nice and beautiful things. Although I know that it is poisonous, I can't help but reach out and pick it.

Yun Yanshang plucked a purple calyx, and suddenly saw a black thing flash in the bush and attack her hand.

Yun Yanshang was startled, and quickly retreated, secretly calling for danger.

What is it?

I saw a black scorpion wagging its tail and coming out of the purple calyx bush, showing its teeth and claws, extremely arrogant.

Immediately after that, there was the second, the third, and the fourth......

Countless scorpions emerge from the purple calyx bushes, densely packed and countless.

They began to rush towards Yun Yanshang with ferocity......

Yun Yanshang said in her heart that she was fortunate not to have a dense phobia, otherwise it would be terrible.

Wait a minute!

Doesn't seem right??

What was I thinking???

Hurry up and run away!!!

Yun Yanshang ran wildly, groping her hands in her back pocket, looking back from time to time.

Not this ...... Wrong...... Nor is this ...... That's right, it's this!

Yun Yanshang threw it back casually, and an explosion immediately sounded behind him, and the scorpion group was blown open a gap.

It seems that the Taoist priest's charm is still somewhat useful!

As long as it's against the demon......

That spell only had a small effect on the scorpion, and the later ones were quickly replenished, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

Yun Yanshang threw out several spells in a row, her body was vaguely reaching the limit, her face was pale, her head was in a cold sweat, and her steps under her feet were getting heavier and heavier.

No more!

I can't hold on anymore!

What to do? What to do?

There is also a steady stream of scorpions chasing after him.

Yun Yanshang couldn't imagine what the consequences would be after being caught up by this group of crazy things!

She just kept running! Run hard!

While running, Yun Yanshang stepped on something, and a golden light emerged from the soles of her feet, forming a pattern-like formation around her.

Then, with a bang, Yun Yanshang disappeared from the spot without a trace.