But the pain in his body is getting worse and worse......

Finally, she passed out from the severe pain.

Flying through the air, she fell in a straight line......

"Poof!"

The cold moon phoenix fell into the deep pool under the waterfall.

The bone-chilling cold made her completely unconscious......

Falling from a height of 10,000 meters, if it weren't for the water, the cold moon phoenix would inevitably be shattered.

It's also a loss to fall into this thousand-year-old cold pool.

Due to the acceleration of gravity, the small body sank to the bottom of the pond fifty meters......

A purple octopus monster is settling down.

Xiu Wei has been stuck at the sixth-order ninety-ninth level for fifty years, and he has not broken through, and he is in an impetuous mood.

This is not his home, his home is in the sea. It's just that those turtle kings always bother him, so he moved his family here.

For the past thirty years, it's been really quiet and no one is bothered.

Just this morning, he felt his bottleneck finally loosen somewhat. At this time, there were signs of promotion. I was thrilled.

"Poof!"

The weight fell into the water, listening to the sound to analyze the speed, and the target turned out to be aimed at his stomach.

The octopus monster was very angry, but once he began to cultivate soul arts, he couldn't make any moves.

At this moment, even if someone kills him with a knife, he can only endure it.

Otherwise, you will go crazy and lose all your efforts. Cultivation will return to the original level.

The octopus monster is huge, five meters tall, and each tentacle is as thick as a thigh.

The reason why he was able to achieve such a strong body shape was directly related to his soul art cultivation.

Once he returns to his initial state, he will also become smaller, and he will only be a small octopus the size of a palm.

Listening to the voice, the weight is not big, and it shouldn't hurt him.

Maybe it's raining up there, and rocks are slipping......

The octopus monster thought.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on his cultivation.

The blue-red soul veins all around the body are crisscrossed, and the light is sometimes dark and sometimes bright......

After Leng Yuehuang entered the water, his body was quickly frozen.

Soon, there were no signs of life.

The body is stiff, the pupils are dilated and fixed, and the breathing and heartbeat are stopped......

The last subconscious is "I died like this." The longevity fruit was eaten in vain. ”

There was endless darkness in front of me. In a vast void.

Leng Yuehuang saw a heavy fog in front of him, and in the mist, there was a faint golden light.

A gust of wind blew, and the clouds cleared. A large patch of lush gardenias appeared in front of him.

Gardenia flowers are luxuriant, the leaves are green, the flowers are fragrant, and the white petals are particularly beautiful and lovely.

A handsome man in white had his back to her.

His long silver hair danced in the wind, far more beautiful than this gardenia.

With just one back, you can see that he has a noble temperament, elegant and dusty, like a fairy.

Not far from him was the phantom of a silver dragon......

Leng Yuehuang was excited.

It's him!

The one who saved her!

"You, it's you!" Her voice trembled, and Leng Yuehuang felt her teeth giggle uncontrollably.

"I'm so embarrassed every time I see you." Xuanyuan Min didn't look back

The slender five fingers with skin as white as congealed jade were gently raised, and a gardenia flew into his hand: "Do you know the flower language of gardenias?" ”

His voice was cold and gentle, unhurried.

"What?"

Leng Yuehuang was a little confused. She really didn't know yet.

In his previous life, as a killer, all he learned was how to kill people and how to get out of the way.

I really don't know about those flowers and plants. I didn't care.

"Nothing." Xuanyuan Min didn't say anything.