Ling Yan was startled by her roar, and hurriedly said to the Hundred Flowers Fairy: "Hundred Flowers, don't be angry!" I'm just asking, would you like to marry me? If you don't want to, forget it, why bother with me? Forget it, I'll ask the other fairies. ”

After Ling Yan finished speaking, he turned around and fled.

"Baihua is too fierce! Thankfully, she didn't agree to my proposal. Hmph, tigress, no wonder you can't get married! Ling Yan ran far away from the Hundred Flowers Fairy, patted his chest and muttered with palpitations.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy looked at Ling Yan's back and instantly petrified: "Ling Yan! You bastard! ”

If the proposal is not sincere, forget it, she rejected it, and she actually asked other fairies! Feelings, he proposed to her, but he just happened to bump into it, and asked casually.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy was so angry that her chest rose and fell sharply.

After standing in place for a long time, she turned around and went back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy fell a lot in the Valley of Hundred Flowers and vented the unhappiness in her heart.

The maid waited cautiously, lest she take her anger out on herself.

Ling Yan met a lot of fairies along the way. He wanted to ask the sentence "Are you willing to marry me" again and again, and every time he thought of the roar of the Hedong lion of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, the last sentence was still stuck in his throat and did not ask.

Hey, women are so horrible.

I don't know who publicized Ling Yan's proposal to the Hundred Flowers Fairy as it was, and since then, Ling Yan and the Hundred Flowers Fairy have become everyone's after-dinner conversations.

Ling Yan smiled faintly after hearing this, and the Hundred Flowers Fairy was so angry that she dropped a room of things again.

In the space of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, Xiao Ningyin has been in the desert for about ten days.

Because the Hundred Flowers Fairy has given up on this desert, the temperature of the desert is getting lower and lower, becoming cold, and losing the little vitality that is not much in the first place.

Xiao Ningyin sat in front of a sand dune, trembling and hugging herself.

The pills in her space container were no longer able to help her resist the biting cold.

"Little butterfly, why do I feel like I'm going to die of cold?" Xiao Ningyin muttered quietly.

The little butterfly spat out a mouthful of samadhi fire, barely providing them with a little heat.

"Little butterfly, can't you go on like this?" Xiao Ningyin rubbed her hands together and sighed: "If I continue like this, I will be cold to death." It's really strange that I'm in this desert, and I can't use any internal strength. It's as if it was a dream when I had worked so hard to cultivate for so long. ”

The little butterfly also looked helplessly at the increasingly cold and dark desert, and when the desert became a darkness, Xiao Ningyin's hope of surviving was even more slim.

It can return to the spirit space and live freely. But you can't leave Xiao Ningyin alone in this barren land.

Xiao Ningyin sighed again: "No, I don't want to die." If only I could go back to the Spirit Space. Little butterfly, don't accompany me, you go back to the space first. You're here, and you can't help me. ”

"No, master, I can't leave you." Little Butterfly said firmly.

Xiao Ningyin took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from the space container again, took a sip, and the discomfort in her body was only slightly better.

"Little butterfly, why don't I see if I can enter the Spirit Space!" As Xiao Ningyin spoke, her hand slipped, and a bottle of spiritual liquid was all sprinkled on the ground, and soon there was no trace when it sank into the sand.

Xiao Ningyin:

Although she is not short of spiritual liquid, she has only taken a small sip of this bottle of spiritual liquid, which is so distressing.

Xiao Ningyin held her mouth, trying not to let the tears flow.

The little butterfly made another cluster of samadhi fire, making the surrounding environment brighter.

Xiao Ningyin tried to contact the Spirit Space again, not to mention going in, even if she could take things out of it freely.

But even if she tried her best, she couldn't communicate with the Spirit Space.

Fortunately, the little butterfly was able to enter the spirit space freely, otherwise she wouldn't even have warm clothes.

But what to do? Do you just wait for death?

Xiao Ningyin saw that there was only a little light in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

"Little Butterfly, why don't I try to cultivate from scratch!" Xiao Ningyin's brain was dry and she didn't come up with a good solution, so she had to sit down and start cultivating.

Before cultivating, she took out all kinds of pills and threw them all into her mouth.

Then, breathe down the dantian, and feel the changes in the dantian between exhaling and breathing.

These nine-rank pills refined by Xiao Ningyin obviously had a very magical effect when they were in the lower realm, but at this moment, they were only comparable to the effect of a first-grade pill.

After more than ten days like this, Xiao Ningyin finally felt a trace of spiritual power in her body.

"I can cultivate!" Xiao Ningyin jumped up excitedly.

The little butterfly also danced around Xiao Ningyin, and the rainbow fart jumped out without money: "Master, you are so powerful!" It's amazing! ”

"Huh!" Xiao Ningyin took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a trace of spiritual power fluctuating in the air.

She looked around suspiciously, and the glimmer of light in the sky had not disappeared, which was a little strange.

It stands to reason that this space should have fallen into boundless darkness in the past ten days of her cultivation.

What's going on? Xiao Ningyin looked around, trying to find something different from what she had done before she cultivated.

As Xiao Ningyin's contract beast, Little Butterfly naturally understood what she was thinking, so she guessed: "Master, could it be that this desert has not fallen into darkness because you know how to cultivate?" ”

Xiao Ningyin shook her head: "Little butterfly, this is that woman's space, not mine." ”

Little Butterfly thought about it, and it was right.

It would be too far-fetched if there was a slight change in this space because of Xiao Ningyin.

"Master, if we don't look for it, there's always a reason."

So, a man and a beast searched for it in the desert.

The desert was still dry and cold, and Xiao Ningyin and Little Butterfly both captured that aura.

The two of them walked in the direction where the aura was coming from, and saw Xiao Ningyin drop the bottle containing the spiritual liquid on the ground.

Xiao Ningyin suddenly realized: "It turned out that the spiritual liquid was sprinkled on the ground, bringing some spiritual energy to this space." ”

Xiao Ningyin lowered her head and picked up the bottle on the ground as she spoke, and when the bottle was in her hand, Xiao Ningyin and Little Butterfly were stunned.

I saw a cluster of young shoots emerge from the place where the bottle was covered.

Xiao Ningyin approached the cluster of buds and determined that the faint aura was released from this small cluster of palm-sized buds.

Xiao Ningyin and Little Butterfly looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly laughed as relieved.

It turned out that the spiritual fluid nourished the seeds under the desert and allowed the seeds to sprout.

It was just a small bottle of ichor, what if they sprinkled more liquid into the desert?

Xiao Ningyin was very excited when she thought about that scene.

"What if that vicious woman finds out?" Xiao Ningyin hesitated, after all, this is someone else's personal space, isn't it cheaper for her to transform this place to the vicious woman?

"Master, it stands to reason that the personal space should not be so barren." Little Butterfly spoke.