The humid air makes the skin a little sticky and makes it difficult to breathe.

It stands to reason that in such weather, spirit plants should be more comfortable, in fact, there are many spirit plants that grow under harsh conditions have withered, and their stems and leaves are red, as if they are sick.

In the bitter tea field, Li He looked at Liu Ruhua who was holding an umbrella and moved her faded red umbrella away.

"Don't, don't look at me!"

Picturesque covered her cheeks with long sleeves, and her voice was indescribably panicked.

Just looking at the picturesque dress, I saw that the bright red dress was mottled, like an old thing that had been washed many times, and even several pieces of it had faded. Even the skin that was usually white was no longer intact and became extremely pale, as if it had lost its blood color.

It feels like a woman who hasn't taken care of herself for a long time, but how could she be willing to appear in front of the mansion master with such a face? What's more, she has the magic power of shredded paper painting, and no matter how beautiful she paints, she will not be out of line.

So there is only one possibility.

Li He gently grabbed her sleeve and moved it to the side.

The flawless face became scattered, and the red butter paint on the face was smeared, as if it was not evenly rubbed. Although its appearance has not changed much, it has lost its former charm and beauty.

"How long has it been happening?"

Hearing Li He's question, Ruhua had to answer: "In the past few days, the paper painting paint has been retreating, and the breath of bad omen seems to be damp and cannot be maintained for too long, and even the spiritual perception has been suppressed.

It was as if everything about bitter tea was shrouded in fog and it was difficult to see clearly. ”

Li He did not blame Ruhua for not reporting it, in fact, even he was confused by this sudden tide.

At first he just felt a little uncomfortable, groggy and very heavy. Li He thought that after inheriting the paper man, he might have sequelae when he encountered this kind of weather, after all, the paper man's weakness to water and fire always existed.

Besides, the promotion of Bapin Xiangrui is imminent, and his mind is not on this.

Who would have thought that this sleepiness would get worse and worse, until the fog in the catalogue was filled, and he didn't feel that something was right.

Called the picturesque, and sure enough, he verified his conjecture.

This is not ordinary wet weather at all, but some kind of weird erosion, and the entire Kuchaling Ridge has been shrouded.

Paper is indeed afraid of water and fire, but after all, it is the power of bad omen, even if it falls into the pool or is rained, it is only a slight contemplation, and there will be no deterioration at all. Now this situation is already a precursor to the elimination of the Dao Law and the opening of erosion.

What scared Li He the most was that this kind of erosion was silent, and it actually concealed his perception, or obscured his spiritual sense, indicating that the strangeness of the invasion was very dangerous.

But it is also related to the damp situation, he can almost conclude that there is no terrible bad omen in the air, that is to say, the bitter tea is not directly attacked by the bad omen, it can only be regarded as a contagion, plus the soul of the weather factor, it makes Li He lose his guard.

However, in retrospect, it is not impossible for the Tao to affect the weather.

Just as the earth order affects the mountains and rivers, then the time of the day will naturally be manipulated by the government order, as long as there is a suitable "providence".

If this is the way power, it is indeed impossible to prevent it. But the change in the weather in the usual sense should not affect their state, and the only possibility is that it is mixed with the Bad Omen Dao Law, which is eroding the authority of various places.

Just as bitter tea is his own back garden, whether it is Picturesque or Li He himself, the fighting method can be strengthened several times here.

But if it is eroded by this time, the so-called geographical advantage is not so important. Even if this authority is stronger, worse things will happen.

In the face of the sudden crisis, Li He knew in his heart, I am afraid that Kuchaling is not so safe now.

"Report!"

In the distance, a guard hurried over and shouted.

Li He left the tea field and came to the Lingquan, and Zhong Min and others were also present.

"What's the matter?"

Ya Wei said: "Because of the lack of food, Zhuling gathered men and horses to attack Rye Ridge, but returned defeated. Only a very small number of soldiers escaped, and the lords of the various ridges suffered heavy casualties.

There are more strange paper figures on the post road, usually no different from ordinary people, but as long as the clouds and rain are momentary, the prototype will be exposed and devour the living.

Their whereabouts are strange, and several of them have already suffered. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Min frowned.

In the past few days, more and more displaced people have come from Wailing, and in fact, they have vaguely found out that Zhuling is going to use force against Rye Ridge.

Although there is no Kuchaling as the leader of the alliance, the gathering of various mountains is also a good force.

As for the weirdness in Rye Ridge, it's not that Li He Bitter Tea deliberately concealed it. In fact, the so-called rumors and gossip have not been less spread, saying that disasters are rampant in Rye Ridge, and I am afraid that it has been occupied by bad omens and cannot be moved.

But what can be done? The surrounding ridges are not productive, and it may be possible to maintain it for a short time, but there will be turmoil after a long time, and now it is time to ride a tiger.

While you can still support the guards now, it is better to gather strength to challenge, if you have a good reputation, clear the traitors, open the granary, and entertain people from all walks of life. If it fails, so what, can it be worse than starvation?

Maybe it's worse than starving to death, because losing the power you are proud of, being a bare-bones commander is probably even more uncomfortable than killing this group of mansion masters.

As for Kuchaling, if you don't want to come out, if you block it and cut off your life, I'm afraid the spearhead will have to turn.

Li He is naturally not afraid of the threat of a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, but there is no need to look for trouble.

Even with green seeds, Kuchaling can't feed more people.

What's more, Rye Ridge was tossed by him like this, and it stands to reason that his strength has dropped greatly, but he didn't expect that this group of mansion masters would still be defeated.

However, he did not gloat at all, in fact, now that the tide is sweeping Kuchaling, there is a high probability that the bad omen of Li Town is recovering and spreading, and the Rye Ridge is the spread of the bad omen of the temple, and now the entire Li Town is almost everywhere in crisis, and it is almost impossible to find a way to live.

Zhong Min and the others were also full of sorrow, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, but at this moment, they hoped that the mansion masters would be stronger, otherwise they would be really desperate.

"Let's go, go and see the Five Tribulations Continuation Treasure Root!"

After Li He finished speaking, he walked to the hinterland of Lingquan, the current disaster tended to break out, and he could only pin his hope on the Eight Grades of Xiangrui.

The so-called symbiosis in the catalogue, the one that can most suppress the ridge is the mutation auspicious rui catalyzed by bad omens.

And nearby, the clear pool water, the five-colored roots have reached the height of one person.

In front of him was an altar covered with debris of spiritual plants, like molting skin left behind by burning essence.

Li Li knelt on the futon, solemn and solemn, her cheeks almost lost their blood color after many days of worship, and the vermilion incense in the center of the altar was about to burn out.

In front of the platform, there is a strange spirit plant, with a mottled and complex atmosphere, which is suitable for the characteristics of the continuation of the treasure root.

Xiangrui, who was already on the verge of the door, seemed to have felt this rare gift, and even stretched out his roots from the bottom of the pool, slowly climbed up to the altar, and directly used his separation ability.

The whole spiritual plant began to decompose, and the leaves and rhizomes turned into fine powder, like burning paper ashes, floating in the air.

Looking at the colorful plant ash, a huge vitality began to jump.

Liu Wu, who was observing from the sidelines, couldn't help but be stupid, and he couldn't imagine that he would have the opportunity to witness the evolution of the Eight Grades of Mutation and Auspiciousness in this life.

The surrounding people, whether they were worshippers or onlookers, felt this rare breath of life, and there was a rare sense of peace in their hearts. Xiangrui is worthy of the existence that brings the last hope to the world, even if the darkness is so far.

But at the last moment when the spiritual plant was extinguished and the Five Tribulations Continuation Treasure Root was transformed, Li He's heart suddenly "poofed" loudly, and the whole person instantly tensed, as if a deadly danger was coming.

This was beyond his perception, the so-called heartbeat was not the pulse of the heart at all, but the roar of the catalogue like thunder.

His eyes turned green in an instant, staring at the strange spirit plant that had become an empty shell.

Like the core of the rhizome, it is not empty, but there is an ugly, wrinkled paper heart, beating slowly.

Every time he moved, the strange paper figures in the wilderness felt nearly a point.

Tear through the ominous fog shrouded in Kucha Ridge and get a glimpse of the living beings.

"Let's go!"

Before he could shout, there was a loud bang.

The dust was flying, the altar was overturned, everyone was blown out, and it was a mess.