Chapter 492: Golden Flame Grass

In the Yusong Academy, Qin Huan was brainwashing Luo Bai at the same time.

Ye Xiu was trapped by the illusion of the Demon Sword Ink Butterfly on the Demon Yuan Continent.

In the vast Mixed Yuan Forest, Kou Yan and hundreds of demons found themselves in an illusion and completely messed up.

"Boss, what can we do, we don't even bring rations, and if we are trapped in this forest, won't it take long for us to starve to death!"

Kou Yan waved his hand: "It's okay, such a big forest, there are many fruit beasts, don't panic, I don't believe that there are so many of us, and we can still be trapped here!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a herd of deer appeared in the field of vision of the demons.

Kou Zhun's eyes lit up: "Look, isn't there anything to eat here, slaughter this group of deer, fill your stomach first, and find the way out slowly!" ”

Among the demons, a deer demon turned pale: "I'd rather starve to death than eat them!" ”

But how can other demons govern an inconspicuous deer demon.

rushed forward and chased the deer.

Kou Yan took the lead, grabbed a slightly larger deer, and directly twisted the deer's neck with one hand.

The venison was torn open and eaten raw.

The demons had been walking in the Mixed Yuan Forest for too long, and they were all hungry, and a group of deer was eaten in a moment, and only bones remained.

Kou Yan saw that Ye Xiu and Yan Che didn't move: "You two, don't be so discouraged, don't eat anything, you can't even walk for a while, you could have gone out, but you're starving to death here!" ”

Ye Xiu shook his head and sighed: "Since this is an illusion realm, everything you see and feel in the forest is basically fake, how can this group of deer be real." ”

When several demon soldiers heard Ye Xiu's words, they touched their stomachs, swallowed their saliva, and muttered, "Yes, the more you eat, the more hungry you feel?" ”

"That's for sure, not only did you not eat, but you wasted your energy by capturing these illusions, and naturally the more you tossed, the hungrier you became." Ye Xiu briefly explained to a few puzzled demons.

Kou Yan said angrily: "Don't disturb the morale of the army, according to what you mean, don't do anything, just wait here to starve to death!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Kou Yan's stomach gurgled and he let out a hungry protest.

The corners of Kou Yan's mouth, which had a few horizontal long beards, twitched, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, his body spread out, and he cried and said: "What stupidity did Lao Tzu make, why did he come to this Laoshizi Mixed Yuan Forest, it's okay now, it's inexplicable, he didn't do anything, and he starved to death here!" ”

The emotions of the demons were all collapsed by Kou Yan.

Ye Xiu had been standing quietly in place, and his gaze had always stayed on the cluster of flowers with black butterflies.

At first, the butterfly lay on the flower, its wings slowly swinging, and it flew in the air.

Ye Xiu walked to the flowers in a few steps, and the ink-colored butterfly did not dodge, it still flew.

Kou Yan was full of despair and had nowhere to vent, and he also saw the rather happy ink butterfly flying.

Without saying a word, he raised his knife and rushed to the flowers, scolding: "You still fly, let you fly, Lao Tzu will kill you with a knife!" ”

The sword light slashed, and the ink butterfly did not dodge or dodge.

Kou Yan, who thought he could hack the butterfly to death, looked at it and found that the ink butterfly had split from the place where it was cut off and turned into two ink butterflies.

Still flying happily, as if laughing at Kou Yan.

Kou Yan's eyes widened: "What kind of butterfly is this, how can it not be killed, and the more it is killed, the more it is killed!" ”