The girl in white had innocent eyes, and her ears seemed to be listening to something, and then she stared at Su Xing with big eyes, revealing an innocent smile:

"You're here!"

"You've really brought me delicious rain."

Stretched out his pink tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, seemed to be still tasting the taste of rain, and emphasized:

"It's delicious!"

Su Xing ran the Fusang Life Technique to avoid falling into the natural charm of the other party.

The reason why the other party liked the spiritual rain he fell so much was that he guessed that it was mostly the credit of Fusang Linggen.

The Fusang tree, according to legend, is one of the five sacred trees, and it is also the habitat of the golden crow, also known as the sun tree.

Perhaps, the rain containing the aura of Fusang will make the Muxing spirit particularly friendly.

"What reward do you want?" His eyes as clear as washing water looked at Su Xing and asked.

Su Xing pondered for a while, combined with the words that the woman in gray had just left, he didn't shirk, bowed down and said:

"Wang Hesheng wants to kill Zaixia, so Zaixia has to come here to ask for help from his seniors, and ask his seniors to help me capture this guy."

He didn't ask about the Xuan Kwai pattern directly, because it would expose the strange tattoo behind him, and he didn't know if it was good or bad.

On the contrary, after taking down the Wang Yaoshi, confront this powerful girl, if this girl is really a real person of Jindan, then it is natural to find its abnormality.

The girl in white listened, did not answer directly, tilted her ears as if listening to something, and after a while, she spoke:

"Okay, she agreed."

Who is she? The woman in gray? How did the two talk?

Transsion? Two souls in one?

Su Xing was puzzled, but he didn't dare to show it.

But I saw the woman in white gently walk to a purple bamboo, and her white and tender little hands were placed on the surface of the round bamboo like purple jade, as if she was coquettish, and said:

"Help me find Wang Hesheng."

The voice is soft, like the sound of the hollow valley spring, and the yellow bird cries softly.

There was no wind in the forest, but the bamboo shook gently, and the leaves were rustling.

Then, like a plague spreading, ten bamboos, a bamboo forest, an entire foggy mountain, a whole piece of gloomy peaks, until ...... The entire Purple Jade Sect, all the bamboo.

They all trembled wildly.

Like a loyal soldier, he finally waited for the emperor's decree.

Wang Hesheng!

Find him!

All the bamboos seem to have spirituality at this time, and the bamboo leaves are rustling, as if talking, frantically transmitting messages, all looking for a man with this name.

At this time, at the corner of a hill in front of the gate of Yulifeng Mountain, the rain curtain was dense, and Wang Hesheng was ambushing in the shadow of the bamboo forest, relying on the grass and trees, almost completely hiding his breath.

Still waiting...... The arrival of Su Xing.

Even though he was already faintly uneasy in his heart, he was still doing his last duty.

Suddenly, there was a faint sense of the sunflower pattern behind him.

It's the Son!

Wang Hesheng was ashamed, embarrassed, and expectant.

Did the Holy Son find out that Su Xing escaped? No, the Son must have found out a long time ago. Is that the other arrangement of the Holy Son caught Su Xing?

Wang Hesheng was extremely entangled, and he couldn't wait to crawl directly on the ground, begging the Holy Son for forgiveness.

Then he heard two words in his heart:

"Quick...... Die. ”

Brown Kwai contact is interrupted.

He was stunned for a moment.

But there was not much hesitation, almost subconsciously took out a bottle from the storage bag.

There was a note attached to it.

Three more dead.

However, in the next moment, the bamboo leaves behind him suddenly swayed, and he seemed to hear the rustling sound to form a vague sentence.

"Wang Hesheng looks like this, looks like this!"

"His taste! His taste! ”

"Found him! Found him! ”

"Here! Here! ”

'Boom'

An ordinary bamboo suddenly seems to be blown by the wind and rain, as if it is unstable.

It collapsed like this, and, by chance, it pressed against itself.

Immediately afterwards, all the nearby bamboos were pulled out and overwhelmed by themselves.

Obviously it was just an ordinary green bamboo, but when it was overwhelmed, it was like a whip, and he was already slightly leaning on the ground, and he was directly pumped to the ground.

Then, one by one, the bamboos pressed down on him as if he didn't want to die.

"Don't let him run! Don't let him run! ”

Even, dozens of meters away, there are a lot of bamboos, pulling out their roots from under the soil, as if they want to run in their own direction.

However, after all, it was just an ordinary green bamboo, which jumped out of the soil and fell directly to the ground.

But the bamboo leaves are rustling, and they seem to be still squirming unwillingly in their own direction.

The whole world seems to be catching itself.

He finally understood why the Holy Son was so urgent to send a message to himself and let himself die.

However, the porcelain vase in his hand had been knocked down, and Cuizhu was like a thousand jun, and he was pressed underneath, unable to move at all.

Suddenly, the murmur in my ears suddenly fell silent.

Underneath him, there seemed to be a sound of breaking ground.

A purple jade-like bamboo shoot suddenly broke through the earth and pushed itself upward.

The dozens of green bamboos pressed on the body also seemed to have lost their weight and were directly pushed open.

At the same time, the purple bamboo under his body gradually grew stronger, and the bamboo leaves were like swords, glowing with a trace of milky white mist, and he lifted himself to the sky at a magical angle.

However, he didn't feel like he was falling, his mind was suddenly a little dull, and he rolled in the air for a long time before he found out.

The huge purple bamboos are like welcome trees on both sides of the road, and they are like a pair of soldiers lined up neatly, like some kind of intelligent creature, taking themselves with bamboo branches, and throwing themselves forward step by step.

The road made of purple bamboo spreads forward, and there is no end to it.

The direction is...... Yu Lifeng.

Covered in mist, Pharmacist Wang's head was dizzy and his eyes were closed.

The last voice of the Son comes to mind.

The porcelain vase that died in the third watch has fallen somewhere.

However, even if you drink it, it is only the difference between dying early and dying later.

Because...... His blood has long been burned dry.

After taking more than a dozen Blood Burning Pills and maintaining the grass and tree body for so long, the dantian was almost dry at this time.

So he was able to get rid of the grass and trees very smoothly.

The green bark began to fade away from the body, but strangely enough, a part of the bark was still attached to the body, as if it were part of the skin.

The other part of the exposed skin was extremely pale, and there was not a trace of blood.

His lips were pale, his hands and feet were cold and weak, and his breathing began to be rapid.

In the end, there was a blur in front of him, as if a marquee flashed his broken life.

Parents don't love, the sect is not concerned, and sluts play with it.

Failure, failure, failure.

Until it freezes on that black sunflower.

"My life is meaningful."

Then the world plunged into darkness, he thought.

......

Purple Jade Sect, Wangyu Peak, a palace based on white jade, incense curls.

A white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes and seemed to be looking at him from afar.

His eyes were sad, and he didn't say a word.

......

Somewhere on a high cliff, a middle-aged man in a black robe with half a black sunflower pattern tattooed on his side looked in the direction of the Purple Jade Sect, greed welling up in his eyes.

"Ten thousand trees live and die, and the cycle is endless."

"That's it...... Forest wilderness! ”

His gaze shifted, and the other half of his face, his eyes rolling, his skin peeling, and there were still a few black blackflower lines, like a demon.