(Cat flutter Chinese) The phoenix took a deep breath of dry air in pain, and after a long and repeated breath, she was dizzy.

It seems that when the host loses consciousness, this fragrance that specifically tempts the phoenix will jump out without restraint, and the skill that activates as soon as it is unconscious is specially used to kill him?!

It's so fragrant, so delicious, and the goblin who hasn't resisted, who can pick it up and not eat him? That's why she was strong-willed to endure it!

However, what is written in the book is really too arbitrary, and it does not take into account the mortals who are so lucky that they are against the sky, so it doesn't matter how talented they are, luck is the point!

Thinking of her luck, Yi Huang looked at the dead branches that had been bent by the wind for a while, and with the crisp sound of the branches breaking with a 'click', she held the stick and walked towards the boy.

……

"Hey! Get up! ”

The phoenix's voice was loud enough, but the boy was deep in thought, and he didn't respond.

Half-loud, in order to prevent being killed by the teenager, she cautiously picked up his face nested on the ground with a stick.

And this pick, it seems to have picked a doll made by a craftsman, the face is like a spring dawn, the color is like a color, the young man seems to be wronged, and the white and tender face is very enchanting and charming.

There was no surprise in his eyes, but he sighed secretly.

I don't know, this is the first man who looks more beautiful than her, fortunately, this realm does not rely on her face to eat, otherwise she will definitely be squeezed to death by these beautiful men.

After all, if she lined up to eat according to her appearance, she would be cut in line until she could never get close to the dinner window......

The young man turned his head and looked at the entangled descendant, a pair of moist eyes like a pure and innocent deer, his chin was slightly pointed, and there was a trace of weakness in the delicate and bewitching air.

The words 'Chu Chu moving' are suitable for him and cannot be refuted, which makes people feel like they want to protect him.

However, the descendants have always been intermittently soft-hearted and persistently impatient.

Besides, not all types of beautiful men can get into her eyes, thinking about it, it seems that Su Mochuan's style is the most suitable for the eyes, but her temperament is hot and cold, which makes her feel a little tired.

Smacked his lips unpleasantly, why did he think of him again?! In other words, Jingyue Chixuan obviously has the same appearance, why can't you think of him?!

That's enough, stop indulging in men, hurry up and do something serious!

With nowhere to vent this inexplicable emotion, in the midst of depression, Yi Huang said to the young man in a fierce tone: "Say! What did you eat before you lost consciousness? ”

"You...... Who is it? Since the young man saw the stick in her hand, he couldn't take away his dark and watery eyes, and he was very nervous, and he subconsciously clasped his hand into the fine dry mud.

"Like this?" As soon as the words fell, Yi Huang had already poked him with a stick, looking at the young man who was about to cry with his eyes down, she said angrily: "Tell me what to eat, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will be the one who will kill you!" ”

“？！” The young man pursed his lips in confusion, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the girl had raised the stick again, and he raised his hand to protect his head urgently, "Black fruit!" It's the size of a hawthorn! ”

Cowering timidly, the boy was like a quail that had been pulled out of its nest, and he was so frightened that he compared the size of a fruit to his head with his raised hand.

He looked scared, apparently he didn't know he was able to cast a spell.

Yi Huang looked at the boy and secretly said that his actual age seemed to be a child, and since she asked what she wanted to know and turned away the stick, she planned not to bully him anymore.

In the boy's comparison just now, the size of the fruit is the same, but the black is already overripe.

There is a ripening period every 100 years, and during this period, the thorn melt tree will ripen the fruit on a monthly basis, and these ripe fruits can only last for a short two days, and they will fall to the ground in more than a second**.

When ripe, the fruit is red in color, crystal clear like the purest ruby, and over time it slowly darkens until it finally turns black**.

Sighing slightly, it seems that she needs to hurry up, the young man has eaten a thorny molten fruit that is close to **, and he doesn't know if she can catch the next round of ripening.

It is very likely that the centennial ripening period of the thorn melt fruit has been missed.

"Get up and take me to the place where you eat the fruit." Huang stood up, his tone relatively gentle.

However, even though she thought she was gentle, the boy was still frightened.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, his obedient arms propped up on the ground, trying to stand up, but when the force was exerted, his body leaned back uncontrollably, his legs subconsciously bent up, and he did a perfect backflip on the spot.

It's just that the posture in which he landed at the end was not very graceful, like a sesame sauce cake that accidentally fell from the edge of the table.

"How so?" Lying on the ground, the young man raised his head and muttered incredulously: "I didn't use too much force, why did I roll over?" ”

Descendant: "......"

His daddy's! This man obviously doesn't have the ability to control power! It's too wasteful, can't the Thorn Molten Fruit give itself to the people who need it!

He already has beauty, so give her all that extra power!

"Something is wrong?" Looking at the young man who was lying on his stomach and stretching his neck like a little king in a sun-dried shell, he wanted to bully him from the bottom of his heart.

"It's weird." Nodding in agreement, the young man was not as reckless as Fang Cai, and with a gentle push of his palm, he quickly understood how to use his strength.

Shaped like a rising paper kite, he stood up from the ground in a fluttering manner.

"You're a fairy, aren't you? The younger generation is named Hongli, and you can give you a point or two. With his hands folded, the young man bowed slightly to the descendant in a respectful tone.

However, although he looked like he had lowered his posture, Yihuang vaguely felt that this young man named Hongli seemed to have some unstoppable nobility in his gestures.

The thought flashed by, and the ghost cared about whether he was extravagant! It's useless to be angry! She's just not happy!

After a little hesitation, the descendant said dryly: "What are you ordering?" The fruit you ate before was poisonous, so think about how you can spend the rest of your short life. ”

"No...... Isn't it......" Shi Li's posture stiffened, and Hongli suppressed the panic in his heart, and slightly accelerated the speed of his speech, "Fairy Mo is not mistaken?" The junior felt that there seemed to be an inexhaustible power in his body, which really didn't feel like poisoning......"

"Back to the light." Faintly falling a sentence, the descendant moved his eyebrows, and made a look of regret on his face, "The common feelings of birth, old age, sickness and death, let it be relieved as soon as possible, after all, there is not much time left for you." ”

"......" silently lowered his hand, although Hongli was skeptical, but what the fairy said was so sure, he didn't dare to continue to refute it.

(To be continued.) )

Cat flutter Chinese