"Ling, Ling'er!" underneath the hoarse voice was a feeble shout.

A generation of formation master Zhang Tianhao, the last obsession is about to dissipate!

"Brother Tianhao, Brother Tianhao..."The old woman shouted weakly, and even her voice was choked to the point of hoarseness.

The Netherworld Blossom gave the Formation Master a brief period of wisdom. Under the purple crystal and clear petals, a touch of scene suddenly emerged...

"Hey, uncle, why are you lying on the ground?" a naïve, yet slightly immature voice sounded.

The formation master opened his eyes with difficulty, and it was a beautiful woman. Her long hair hung down, and her turquoise dress swayed slowly. A pair of big eyes with a puzzled gaze, that immature face, and an innocent expression directly stunned the formation master.

"Uncle is a bad person, Ling'er is leaving. Suddenly, the woman in front of her muttered, turned her head and left.

"Who is she? Why does my heart beat so fast when I just look at her?"

The formation master thought suspiciously, "Could it be that the palm power of that old monster is still in my body that has not been resolved?"

Before I remembered it, the formation master was a burst of hatred: "Those shameless old things, the six saints, plus an old monster, actually joined forces to block me?"

"Really, if I don't avenge this revenge, I will be in the name of Zhang Tianhao!"

"Shhh

An angry voice touched the wounds on his body, causing the formation master to grin for a while. A shocking knife mark, with a trace of holy power flowing on it, it was the wound left after the battle just now.

A sword saint, wielding a long knife, directly left a wound in his abdomen. However, that sword saint also paid the price of his life for this.

"Damn!"

The formation master was about to move his muscles and bones, but found that he couldn't move at all. There is no mana in the body at all, and it is in a dry state. I couldn't even lift up a trace of strength, and I was completely out of strength.

"Is it possible that my formation master is going to die here today?" said the formation master with a mournful cry. Thinking of all these things, he still has a lot of great revenge unavenged! If he really dies like this, it will be really sad.

And at this time, a fragrant breeze came to the face, followed by a rustling sound. When the formation master came back to his senses, he only saw a turquoise figure slowly leaving. His eyes moved to the ground, and a few wild fruits were piled up.

"Is that her?" the formation master wondered. An innocent, beautiful countenance crossed his mind.

The hunger rush hit his face, and the formation master didn't know where the strength came from, so he slowly picked up a wild fruit.

"Hungry, am I going to be hungry?" the formation master was shocked for a while, after stepping into the cultivator, this was the first time he experienced the feeling of hunger.

"Is it because the power in your body has dried up?" the formation master wondered.

Then, he slowly stuffed the fruit in his hand into his mouth.

"Hmm, it's so astringent!"

...

"Today is the fifth day, will she still come?" thought to the formation master suspiciously. At the same time, there is great anticipation in my heart.

For five days, the woman would come to him. Then he threw down a pile of wild fruits and ran away quickly. In five days, the formation division had already recovered a lot. It's just that he doesn't know for what reason, he doesn't want to get up.

...

"La-la-la... Lalala, where are you, fruit, fruit?"

On the distant mountain, a woman who looks like a girl is running happily in the mountains. The immature voice, the innocent face, and the face of a girl, but the mind like a child. It's endearing.

Born with a glass heart, a pure mind, as transparent as glass.

In the forest, the leaves are covered and criss-crossed. Occasionally, sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and into the forest. Nangong Ling'er's turquoise long skirt fluttered lightly, and under the sunlight, it looked unusually beautiful.

Superb face, above the innocent face, a pair of big watery eyes blinked gently. The breeze blows, driving the hair and blowing a burst of fragrance. Occasionally, birdsong could be heard from afar, and a few colorful butterflies perched on her fingertips. The sun shines through the leaves, on her face...

"It's beautiful!" the formation master whispered.

The impatience in his heart made him unable to lie in peace. Hiding in the distance, hiding all the breath, he knew that Liulixin could be close to heaven and earth, as long as any wisp of breath would alarm the woman. The formation master just wanted to watch her quietly.

"Little butterfly, let me tell you, Ling'er saw a big uncle a few days ago. The girl spoke softly, and the immature tone fell into the ears of the formation master.

Hearing this, the corners of the formation master's mouth twitched suddenly. Is he so much like an uncle? You know, he's very young———— in the world of cultivation.

I have to say that the face of the formation master does not look old. At a glance on the handsome face, the appearance of Mo about twenty-three or four is completely incompatible with the word uncle.

It's just that he keeps staring at Ling'er, and he's a bad uncle. The master said that whoever keeps staring at Ling'er is a bad person. So the master warned Ling'er to stay far away from that person. The girl muttered alone.

"Tsk, is this the origin of my bad guy?" muttered the formation master depressedly.

Poor array master Tianzong genius, a generation of formation masters, but in the end he lost to Nangong Ling'er's master.

"However, he seemed to be injured and bleeding a lot. Ling'er wanted to save him, but she didn't know what to do? He was lying motionless on the ground, was he hungry? He didn't have the strength to get up? So Ling'er had to pick fruit for him to eat. Nangong Ling'er's naïve words only stunned the formation master for a moment.

The formation master suddenly discovered that it was a complete miracle that he was able to come alive this time!

"Little butterfly, can you take Ling'er to find the fruit?" said the girl innocently to the butterfly on her fingertips.

And just as Nangong Ling'er's words fell, the butterfly in her hand suddenly flew up slowly from her fingers, and after a flutter around her, it flew into the distance.

"Little Butterfly, are you going to take me to find the fruit?" Nangong Ling'er was overjoyed, her dress fluttered lightly, and she chased after her steps...

Seeing this, the faces of the rear phalanx division were gloomy and terrifying.

"That butterfly!"

As powerful as he is, he can see through the essence at a glance. It was a butterfly that evolved from a circle. Someone actually hit the abacus on the girl's head. How can he not be angry?

The heart of the glass is pure in the state of mind, like a pool of spring water, clear and visible. And it is because of her heart that she is born close to heaven and earth. That is, the well-known "carrier"!

The carrier carries foreign objects, even the Tao can also carry it. Therefore, in the practice, you can get twice the result with half the effort. For others, this carrier is even more precious than the holy medicine.