Wei Qiqi and Chen Suzhen had a very happy conversation, and unknowingly chatted for more than an hour, until Cao Jinren came over to greet them with a morning meal.

He prepared dry food, roast meat, and tea soup, which was usually dry and hard bread, which was softened on the fire and gave off the aroma of grain, and the tea soup did not use the best tea leaves, but was inferior to the goods. Wei Seventeen couldn't tell the difference, the cow chewed the peony, just poured it into his mouth, Chen Suzhen glanced at Cao Jinren with a smile, and saw that he was a little weak-hearted.

Duan Wenhuan hurried over, his breath was slightly short, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead, obviously stimulated, hiding aside and secretly practicing his sword. Wei Qiqi and Chen Suzhen turned a blind eye, which alleviated his embarrassment.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that Wei Rongniang flew back, her face was solemn, and her tone was rarely stern, warning the four of them not to mention last night's incident again, just don't know. Everyone received the order one by one, but they secretly speculated in their hearts about the reason.

Wei Rongniang seemed to remember something, and asked about Tian Changshou's body, Wei Qiqi said that the corpse had been buried alive, and the place that had been scorched by the "Fire Snake Talisman" was also covered with soil, leaving no traces. Wei Rongniang nodded, still a little uneasy, and asked him to go to the burial place again to see it again to make sure that nothing went wrong.

She couldn't wait to climb over the mountain, grabbed Wei XVII's belt, raised her sword, and came to the mountain forest where Juan tortured Tian Changshou last night.

Wei Qiqi was carried in Wei Rongniang's hand like a baby, his belt tightened his flesh, and the sharp cold wind blew on his face, and he couldn't even open his eyes. He was even worried that if the belt was not strong enough and was torn off halfway, he would fall to the ground like a stone and fall into a mess.

Fortunately, this scene did not happen.

Edgeworth's flight seems to be chic, but it is not comfortable, circling, diving, the earth crashes head-on, the sky spins, his feet finally hit the ground, Wei Qiqi shook a little and quickly stood firm, his mind still a little dizzy.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a big pit left where he buried Tian Changshou, and his body was missing. Wei Rongniang's face was ugly, Juan was very serious, originally he was just worried about Wei Seventeen's tail, but he didn't expect that a word would become a prophecy, and there was really a moth.

Could it be that the beast dragged his body away?

The ground under his feet trembled slightly, the soil was like a boiling oil pot, churning and rolling, and a dark rattan sprung up, the thickness of an arm, the skin was without branches and leaves, covered with sharp barbs, with a trace of blood, and quickly swam towards Wei Rongniang.

The Fallen Star Sword rose in response, the sword light flashed, twisting the rattan into two, the fishy juice flew all over the sky, and the remnant vine screamed, retracted into the soil, and abandoned a long section.

Wei Rongniang was waiting to step forward, her heart moved slightly, the Fallen Star Sword flashed, and the rattan was firmly nailed into the soil, and sure enough, the half of the rattan under the twist was also spiritual, and as soon as the sword entered the body, it twisted desperately like the tail of a gecko, obviously waiting for her to get close before making a sneak attack.

Wei Qixin said: "Could it be that the vines have become essences? In Kunlun Mountain, I have never heard of such a monster!"

As soon as Wei Rongniang's sword trick was drawn, the Fallen Star Sword cut the rattan into two, and the rattan suddenly lost its vitality, decaying and melting at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye, turning into a pile of charred ashes.

Wei Rongniang took back the flying sword, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after a closer inspection, she saw that the sword body was stained with rattan juice, spreading rapidly like mildew, defacing the spirituality of the flying sword. The Fallen Star Sword was a flying sword forged for her by her senior brother Xun Ye herself, and she regretted it greatly in her heart, and hurriedly injected the qi of decay water to refine the flying sword and drive away the erosion of the juice, but the damage to the sword quality was irreparable.

A voracious and low roar echoed beneath the ground, and rattans scurried through the dirt, scrambling out of the ground, stretching and twitching wildly. Wei Qiqi's heart was a little hairy, the passing years were unfavorable, and he actually encountered the legendary "tentacle monster", if he was caught off guard and dragged to the ground, no matter how great his strength was, he couldn't break free, but he was afraid that all the skin, flesh, essence and blood would be sucked dry, leaving a white bone that could not be chewed.

To deal with this kind of monster of the vine genus, the hardware flying sword is the sharpest, and the fire spell can also kill, but Wei Seventeen and the Five Elements are pro-soil, which happens to be restrained, and the iron rod is a blunt weapon, so it is not effective to deal with rattans, so he cautiously retreated behind Wei Rongniang and asked, "What kind of monster is this?"

"The corpse-eating vine demon of the Taiyi Sect, its body is underground, and the juice in the rattan can deface the flying sword, which is very difficult to deal with. Wei Rongniang mentioned Wei Seventeen, and the sword flew into the air, looking at each other from afar.

The rattan twitched for a moment, and gradually settled down, the gravel and dirt bubbled in all directions, and a humanoid monster rose from the ground, its appearance was the same as Tian Changshou's, dozens of rattans stretched out from its chest, abdomen and back, and looked at Wei Rongniang expressionlessly.

"That is the body of the ghoul vine demon, parasitic in Tian Changshou's corpse, let it wreak havoc in the mountains, it is not a shallow disaster. Wei Rongniang hesitated for a moment and said, "Seventeen, can you hold it off for a while? ”

Wei XVII promised to give it a try.

Wei Rongniang put him far away and walked away. Wei Qiqi took out the iron rod from the sword bag, and tentatively walked a few steps closer, the corpse-eating vine demon seemed to be a fly seeing blood, and rushed forward with a swing of the rattan.