Before the two of them could react and find out what was going on, they were forced to devour a small piece of salty raw meat, and by the time they realized it, they had already regained their original height.

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes were happy, their lips trembled slightly, and they were so excited that they lost their voices.

It turns out that the way to defeat the plague is so simple, only a small piece of flesh and blood is needed. The people below the altar were in an uproar, surprised, excited, and incredulous, but they also wrote down the incident in their hearts.

Gong Yuyan was very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd, he turned around, faced the lord, and said respectfully, "Lord of the country, although this woman is the root of the disaster, she is also a good medicine to save the people of Dawn. Now that the border is in a great calamity, we need to use this woman's flesh and blood to solve it, and I also ask the lord of the country to allow the grass people to rip off their flesh and blood to cure the diseases of the border people."

"Yes!" The lord waved his hand, and his interest was not too high.

"Lord of the Kingdom, the grass people have one more request."

"Speak!"

"This woman is too angry, and it was not easy for the grass people to set up a demon formation on this altar to besiege her, and if they rashly took her away, the grass people were not completely sure that they would be able to subdue her again. Therefore, the grass people want to implore the lord of the country to order that the gates of Lingqi Prefecture be opened, and that the infected people should be allowed to enter the city for treatment."

Gong Yu's words are all about the people, but the lord of the country is afraid that the epidemic will be overinfected by others, and he wants to refuse, but because his people are looking at him, it is not easy to make a move to abandon it, and he is a little embarrassed.

"Presumptuous!" Lan Xinrui couldn't bear it anymore, the ice blue figure jumped up, and the slender hand brushed in front of itself, scattering thousands of ice blue petals and flying towards Xuan Xiao, breaking the shackles on her body, surrounding her layer by layer, and bringing her back to herself.

Xuanxiao yelled frantically, Lan Xinrui had no choice but to wave her hand to stun her, glanced at the altar aggressively, and said coldly, "I forget to worry about the people, how can I allow you to wait for persecution? As for the matter of the alien insect, the immortal will find out clearly, if the situation is true, the immortal will execute her with his own hands, otherwise, the immortal will definitely make the person who hurt her pay an even more painful price!"

As soon as the words fell, the locusts trapped in the formation flew in all directions, startling the onlookers to scream and scatter.

Gong Yu frantically swept the dust in front of the lord of the country, dusted off the flying locusts for him, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the flower god has broken the formation of the grass people, but I am afraid that this locust will soon mutate. The grass people will be here first, and Your Majesty will go back to the palace quickly to avoid injury."

The lord of the kingdom pushed him away, ran forward a few steps, looked at Lan Xinrui fixedly, and muttered to himself, "God of Flowers, really God of Flowers!"

The lord of the country grew up listening to the story of the god of forgetting worries since he was a child, and after becoming famous, he felt that the women in the world were not worthy of him, and only the god of forgetting worries who lived in simplicity could match it. The lord of the country has not had a wife and a half children so far, but he found a portrait of Lan Xinrui a few years ago, and often saw his portrait and thought about Yin evil things.

Now that he saw the flower god himself, he couldn't help but have even more evil thoughts, and he hurriedly pushed Gong Yuru forward, and said, "Gong Yuyan, aren't you a monstrous skill? I'll order you to capture the flower god alive now, quick, go!"

"Your Majesty! The grass people are ordinary people, how can they catch the god of flowers!" Gong Yu was still standing in place, and he was really in a dilemma.

The lord of the country raised his leg and kicked him hard on the buttocks, kicking Gong Yu staggered forward several steps, but the lord of the country was still angry and shouted: "I don't care what method you use, as long as you catch the flower god, I will be rewarded. If you mess up, I'll reward you with a glass of poisoned wine, and you'll be fine, so don't you go quickly!"

"Yes!" Gong Yu jumped up in the air, and the dust in his hand was just about to be swung out, but he was smashed by a red light, and before he could see the appearance of the person who came, his chest was hit hard like a lightning strike, and then he smashed into the altar, vomiting blood.

Yu Feng stood on Lan Xinrui's side in the air, his angry red eyes overlooking the lord of the country, and reprimanded sharply: "A layman is also trying to get involved in the god of flowers, and this god has completely broken your thoughts today." As he spoke, he moved his two fingers slightly, and the spiritual power running on his fingertips fell under the crotch of the lord of the country in the blink of an eye.

I only heard a terrible howl, and a stream of blood flowed down the trousers of the national lord, and fell to the ground one by one.

The lord of the country covered his crotch with his hands, his whole body trembled in pain, and his face was distorted. Anger burns in my heart,

The lord of the country clenched his teeth, and there was murderous intent and hatred in his eyes when he looked at Yufeng, but it was more fear, fear from the bottom of his heart.

The Lord of the Worry-Free Kingdom was brutal by nature, and the lives of his men were innumerable, and later, because of his own goodness, he vigorously advocated the hunting of wild animals by the people. Such a violent and wanton man, Yu Feng had long wanted to teach him a lesson, and now that he was adding to the desolation of Yin, how could Yu Feng allow him to continue to make mistakes, and taught loudly: "Lord of the country, I hope you will remember today's lesson and don't do unrighteous deeds again!"

Yu Feng said, and with another wave of his sleeves, countless sparkling fires appeared, burning out the flooded locusts, and then signaled Lan Xinrui to leave.

Lan Xinrui nodded slightly, and his group followed the route they had come, away from this noisy place.

Returning to Rongxi County again, he and his party stayed in the inn where they stayed yesterday.

Xuanxiao was really injured too badly, and from the outside, his whole body was covered with whiplashes with open skin and flesh, and there was not much left of the internal organs, but the energy of roaring and roaring was surprisingly good.

Lan Xinrui spent a lot of spiritual power, and fine sweat oozed from her forehead, but she could only barely confine Xuanxiao on the bed, and she couldn't suppress her mania.

Seeing this, Yu Feng, who was standing behind Lan Xinrui, raised his hand and crossed his spiritual power into her body.

Lan Xinrui suddenly felt that his spiritual power was abundant, and immediately stroked his eyebrows with his two fingers, bringing out a pure blue spiritual power, pointing at the center of Xuan Xiao's eyebrows.

Xuanxiao's manic mood was finally relieved, and her cloudy eyes gradually became clear, and she looked at Lan Xinrui and burst into tears silently.

Lan Xinrui withdrew her spiritual power, suppressing the sadness surging in her heart, she put on a straight face and asked in a reprimanded manner, "Xuanxiao, tell me, why did you escape from the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, and why were you imprisoned on the altar?"

Xuanxiao wanted to take her hand, but when she saw that her hands were covered with blood, she retracted her hand again, closed her eyes, and responded sadly: "Xuanxiao never thought of escaping from the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, let alone having any disagreement with you, just ...... It's just ......" The voice became choked and difficult to speak.

"Xuanxiao!" Lan Xinrui finally relented, stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and guided softly, "Xuanxiao, believe me, I will administer justice for you, and I won't let you suffer any more harm."

"Xinrui, I'm ......" Xuanxiao opened her eyes, wanting to tell the truth about what happened to her, but when she saw that there was a strange man behind Lan Xinrui, she immediately stopped talking.

Lan Xinrui glanced back at Yu Feng, Yu Feng was also very eye-catching, nodded, and exited the room in time. After he left, Xuan Xiao finally told his story.

Xuanxiao is the second forget-worry grass that grows after the blue core stamen, which gathers the aura of heaven and earth, and gathers the essence of the sun and the moon. Lan Xinrui is more than 100 years older than Xuanxiao, but because of her slow growth, she is often taken care of by Xuanxiao.

One day, Lan Xinrui's hand was accidentally scratched by thorns, and the blood dripped to the ground, turning into five or six seeds. Curious, she planted the seeds in a secluded canyon, carefully cared for and irrigated with water every day, and the seeds eventually took root and sprouted, gradually becoming a weed, and after many years, turned into a human form. z.br>

From time to time, she would cut her fingers and spill blood into the ground. With the passage of time, the figure of the Forget-Worry Grass has also spread all over the valley, and this canyon has its name, which is now the Valley of Forget Worries!

Lan Xinrui has the divine power to dominate the withering glory of plants and trees, and it is the god of flowers recognized by God, and Xuanxiao has also become an elder of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows because of her friendship, and has the right to enter and exit the Valley of Forgotten Worries freely.

Lan Xinrui is happy to hang pots to help the world, and Xuanxiao is willing to look for medicinal materials everywhere to help her save people.

A month ago, Xuanxiao stepped out of the Valley of Forgotten Worries and went to the "Qianque Mountain" with a bamboo basket on her back, and when she was digging up a saffron plant, someone attacked her from behind.

Xuanxiao immediately fainted to the ground, and when she woke up again, it was already a dark night with no fingers, her hands were pressed on the top of her head, the coldness hit her whole body, and there was a tearing pain under her body, not only the sound of the harsh wind in her ears, but also the sound of bodies colliding with each other, and the fragrance of flowers wafted away.

Xuanxiao immediately understood what was happening, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape the man's clutches, and in the end, she was so devastated that she fell into it again

in a coma.

"I don't know what happened after that, but I feel that there is an evil force in my body that dominates my brain, and my bloodthirsty desires make me crazy, irritable, and I don't know anyone anymore."

At this point, Xuanxiao suddenly smiled and said with a smile: "Xinrui, you and I have known each other for more than ten thousand years, although you are a hundred years older than me, I have always regarded you as a sister, and I am also satisfied to see you again before I die."

Lan Xinrui had already wept and took her hand and said, "Don't say frustrating words, there will be a way, I will save you."

Xuan Xiao shook her head, "Don't waste any more energy! I am already a ruined willow, so how can I have the face to live in the world?"

"Xuanxiao, that's not your fault, don't do anything stupid!"

"You know, the flower of forgetting worries blooms for only one person in a lifetime, and my forgetful flower, blooming at the wrong time, this is fate, and I can't ask for it!" Xuanxiao said, suddenly leaning on the edge of the bed again, coughing up a pool of thick inky blood.

Lan Xinrui took out a handkerchief to wipe it for her in a panic, but she grabbed her wrist and stopped her: "You are kind by nature, which is a good thing, but the world is too sinister, and those wolf-hearted mortals are not worth paying too much. Xinrui, take me back to the Valley of Forgotten Worries, even if it turns into dust, I can continue to protect the people of Forgotten Worries and protect you. Xinrui, you promise me that after you go back, you will never set foot in the world again, and you will never hang a pot to help the world again, okay?"

"Xuanxiao, I can't do it, I can't promise you!"

"That's it! I know that in your heart, the common people are heavier than me!" Xuan Xiao smiled bitterly and retreated, "Mortal desires are endless, and I'm worried that your kindness will not only not be able to return their sincere treatment, but will also backfire and fuel their greed. Xinrui, you promise me never to use your own flesh and blood to heal anyone, they don't deserve it. Promise me! Promise me!!"

"Okay, I promise you!" When she said this, Lan Xinrui was already crying.

"Xinrui, farewell!" Xuanxiao's wish had been granted, and after smiling and saying her final goodbye, her body gradually became weak and invisible, and then turned into dots of blue light and flew into the air.

Lan Xinrui trembled and stood up, chased the blue light for several steps, and finally turned into a white porcelain bottle, put it all into the bottle, and said close to his heart: "Xuanxiao, I will take you back to the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, but before that, I will first find out the person who hurt you, and use his blood to guide you!"

The fingers holding the porcelain vase were getting closer and closer, and the tender eyes of Lan Xinrui in the past were smeared with killing intent for the first time.