Chapter Forty-Six: Ancient Forests Emerge from the Confusion
Ying Yaoting looked up, the tree quietly dispersed the light curtain at some point, and there were three cracks on the tree, and the two eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light, and they were approaching him.
Moshu discovered this strange scene one step ahead of him, he hurriedly picked up Fang Jiangli and ran in the opposite direction, Yue Haoming rushed forward, blocking the tree spirit for Ying Yaoting, but who would have thought that this tree was extremely hard, with the sword of Yue Haoming's skill, it was not a problem to split the mountain and open the stone, but this powerful sword, on the body of the tree that became the essence, did not even leave a white mark, but just let the branches shake for a while, and the old tree spirit smiled at Yue Haoming with a big mouth of blood, and commanded the branches to call Yue Haoming.
Yue Haoming looked again, I don't know when, the trees in the area they hadn't yet arrived at were all walking towards them with their mouths wide open and their eyes open, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, kicked on the tree spirit, and with the power of the rebound, he retreated sharply and quickly caught up with the ink book.
The ancient forest, which was originally silent, all the trees became like spirits in an instant, grinning with their eyes open, shaking the branches, pulling out the roots, and chasing the Moshu group, fortunately, the Moshu did not forget to paste a magic talisman on himself in a hurry, otherwise he was caught up in a few minutes by holding a person, and the ghost knew why this group of tree spirits ran so fast.
Ying Yaoting complained bitterly, today is really unfavorable, first chased and killed by a group of fish demons, and now chased by a group of tree spirits, he did not bless the magic talisman, ran that is out of breath, luxurious clothes are still hooked by branches from time to time, into wisps of rags, and then look at the ink book, how easy and freehand he runs, Yue Haoming is needless to say, almost his feet do not touch the ground, he floated forward, he counted him the most embarrassed, he was too busy to crack arithmetic and had no time to sort it out, and now he was chased and ran, a good noble son, It looks like a street beggar.
In the end, Fang Jiangli couldn't stand it anymore, and threw a magic talisman to Ying Yaoting, although he was running for his life, but Fang Jiangli didn't even have to move his legs, and was comfortably held in his arms by Moshu, who also put a defensive cover very considerately to block the wind for her.
Fang Jiangli lay in Moshu's arms, quietly looking at this slightly immature face, with a square face, bright eyes, lips pursed, and big eyebrows that were extremely righteous, he must be a beautiful man in time, thinking about her, she blushed, bah, what am I thinking, I don't know, can I still see him grow up......
Fang Jiangli lowered his head, and another layer of mist floated in his eyes, making it impossible to see the deep pool of despair covered behind the mist.
Mo Shu looked down at the person in his arms thoughtfully, but saw that she looked lazy, probably tired, Mo Shu thought so, but he didn't have time to take care of it, because after running for so long, they finally saw a faint light appear in front of them, which was a symbol of hope.
The woods were full of light, and this dark color meant that they were finally going to run out of the forest.
Sure enough, as soon as Moshu rushed out of the forest, he smelled a salty and wet smell of the seaside, and it was indeed the beach they saw at the beginning, the sea under the moonlight, glowing with a dark but fascinating light.
"I'll go, and I'm finally out." Ying Yaoting then rushed out of the forest, almost blurted out and shouted a swear word, today is a few twists and turns, no matter how well-cultivated the noble son is, it is inevitable that he will burst into foul language.
The moon fell lightly on the beach, and when he looked back, the group of tree spirits who were chasing them stopped chasing them when they reached the edge of the woods, and the strange light in their eyes flashed and flickered, and they shook the branches and went back.
Mo Shu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally safe." He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of her death, so Mo Shu realized that Fang Jiangli was still in his arms, and hurriedly put her down.
Eh, why doesn't she seem to be happy again, she was fine just now. As soon as Moshu saw it, Fang Jiangli returned to his breezy expression, but this expression inevitably made people feel indifferent and rusty, Moshu touched his head and was silent, he didn't know what to do at this time, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward for a while.
It was Ying Yaoting who broke the silence: "Ah, there is water, I'll take a bath." He sniffed the strong smell of earth and blood on his body, it was really unbearable, and he couldn't care about the image at this time, so he ran to the sea, stabbed and entered the water.
"Don't~" Moshu shouted: "Don't go!" As he spoke, he ran over to remind him that there was a fish demon in the water, but Ying Yaoting had already entered the water, rolling comfortably in the water, and only after a while did he reply loudly: "What did you say?" ”
Moshu looked at the sea, it was very calm, how could there be any strange fish, he thought that this strange fish should go back to sleep, so he said: "It's okay, you continue." With that, he silently walked back to the beach, only to see Yue Haoming coming.
"Ah, you're going to take a shower too?"
Yue Haoming nodded expressionlessly, several fierce battles, splashing a lot of blood on his body, although he changed his clothes, but this unclean feeling has been haunting him, lingering, if it wasn't inconvenient just now, he would have gone to take a bath, seeing Ying Yaoting go to take a bath, this feeling broke out as soon as he burst out, and he couldn't help it anymore.
Mo Shu scratched his head, what day is today, Ah Hao has become so arrogant, the sea is a bathtub, these two people are really speechless, Mo Shu shook his head and walked back to Fang Jiangli's side.
"You're not going?" But it was Fang Jiangli who saw that Ying Yaoting and Yue Haoming had both gone to take a bath, but Moshu actually walked back and asked puzzledly.
"If you don't go, you've changed your clothes, and you're going to be done." Mo Shu shook his head, abandoned the urge to run to the sea in his mind, and sat down beside Fang Jiangli.
"Are you okay?" After being silent for a long time, Moshu finally asked,
"Huh?" Fang Jiang looked at him inexplicably, why did he come up with such a sentence out of nowhere.
Moshu pointed to his fingers: "Does it still hurt?" "My consciousness was injured, and Moshu tried it, and I really didn't want to feel it a second time.
Fang Jiangli suddenly realized: "It's okay, it's just that I can't use spells for the time being, I haven't been injured so seriously for a long time." ”
What does it mean for a long time, has it been like this a lot before? She really has this temperament, Mo Shu smiled bitterly, stubborn and did not listen to persuasion, now her head must be very painful, but she still pretended to be fine, Mo Shu noticed Fang Jiangli frowning slightly.
"That's right." Mo Shu suddenly screamed, and then closed his eyes, looking for something in the Green Dragon Ring, he remembered that there should be medicine in his Green Dragon Ring.
"Huh?" Fang Jiangli looked at him suspiciously.
Moshu opened his eyes and had a small porcelain bottle in his hand: "This is for you." ”
Fang Jiangli opened the porcelain bottle and poured out a pill, small and exquisite, emerald green revealing a vibrant aura, she sniffed the medicinal fragrance, and asked uncertainly: "This is the Soul Spirit Pill?" ”
"Well, a few years ago, when I first learned to draw talismans, I had a lot of fun, and I didn't even notice that my sense was exhausted, and I was injured and had a headache for a long time.
Mo Shu said with a smile, but concealed how Yue Haoming got the pill.
Fang Jiangli held the porcelain bottle, thoughtfully, the Soul Spirit Pill is a kind of elixir that smelts the wounds of the divine sense, the medicinal materials are complicated and rare, although the grade is not high, but the price is expensive, even she can't refine it, presumably Yue Haoming also wasted a lot of effort to get it back, their relationship is really good.
Mo Shu's eyes were deep and cast on the sea, there was the best brother in his life, he was injured by the divine consciousness that year, that kind of pain, compared to the pain of the seizure, no less than the pain of the seizure, Uncle Gou said several pills that could heal the wounds of the divine sense, but at that time, this kind of pill could not be bought in the small Qiling City, if you went out to buy it, you may not have bought it back, and the injuries have already healed.
But I didn't expect Ah Hao to run out without a sound, went to a few cities in one day, and finally took the pill with the robbery, fortunately Uncle Gou followed him secretly, otherwise where would he be able to use the soul spirit pill.
At that time, Ah Hao was only eight years old.
Just as Moshu was looking at the sea in a daze, an exclamation suddenly sounded, and the voice was unbelievable and sad.