Lingge picked up the frightened little fairy ginseng with one hand, lifted it upside down, and scared her viciously.

"Say, why didn't you run away just now? Are you waiting for me to eat?"

Ginseng is cunning and has always been vigilant. But if you have spiritual power, the first thing you have is to hide and hide, otherwise the guys in Yansu will not gasp a few times as soon as they hear that Jiuluo will come to Biyuan Immortal Mountain to catch immortal ginseng.

Guarding Biyuan Immortal Mountain for thousands of years, they know better than anyone that if they want to catch an immortal ginseng, the difficulty is only a little smaller than killing the demon king.

It can be seen how difficult it is to catch and how rare it is.

Why did he and Jiuluo easily catch one as soon as they entered the mountain, and it was still a mother's? And she didn't run if she had the chance? There must be something strange in this.

Maybe Jiuluo's failure to wake up has something to do with her.

The more Lingge thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, and her hand shook even more.

The little fairy ginseng was tied up by him, and he couldn't resist, so he cried again.

Torture was being extorted here, and suddenly there was a loud noise on the other side of the river.

The weather was already dark, and Lingge looked for prestige, and vaguely saw a white figure fighting with a behemoth.

The trees on the other side of the river fell in a clatter.

Ling Ge looked at it, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, that behemoth was actually running towards him.

The river water was stirred up more than three feet high, Lingge was afraid that the water would hit Jiuluo, so he ran back with the little fairy ginseng, ran to Jiuluo's side and just hugged her, and then the water all rushed over and smashed on Lingge's back, and suddenly became a soup chicken.

The little fairy ginseng was thrown to the top of Jiuluo's head and rolled to the ground, and the river water poured into her mouth, becoming a small soup chicken.

She was crying happily when a mouthful of water poured into it, burping and swallowing again.

Seeing that Lingge protected Jiuluo well, he was abused instead, and he cried even more sadly.

Lingge saw that Jiuluo's body was not wet, and his heart was down-to-earth and happy. Immediately, he was annoyed that he should be able to use his spiritual power to block those rivers, but now he is so embarrassed.

For 10,000 years, I have been accustomed to the identity of low spiritual power, and suddenly I am full of spiritual power, and I don't know how to use it flexibly.

He secretly warned himself that he had to practice diligently in order to protect Jiuluo.

With a terrible howl, the behemoth fell to the surface of the water, never to move again.

Lingge looked at the river, and a man in white picked open the monster's chest with a sword, turned out a Neidan from it, washed it in the river water, and then wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it into the void.

The man washed his hands again before walking towards the shore.

Lingge looked at him vigilantly and pulled the little fairy ginseng to him. In this way, if there is any danger, he can hold Jiuluo with one hand and escape with the little fairy ginseng with the other.

The man glanced at him, his gaze lingered on Xiao Xian Ginseng for a while, and his gaze suddenly fixed on Jiu Luo's face.

His steps were messy, like a light suddenly appeared in front of Lingge, and before he could react, Jiuluo had already been taken into the arms of the man in white.

"Xiao Yao, I finally found you. Why are you here?"

After a moment of stunned, Lingge suddenly understood what had happened, and he yelled, trying to push the man in white away, but found that he had been bounced open by the enchantment.

"Lao Tzu believes in your evil. He screamed and pounced again with murderous aura.

Ling Bai turned his head and glared at him in surprise, and with a wave of his hand, he was trapped in mid-air.

"Scum, you scum, let go of Jiuluo. ”

Ling Bai glanced at the person in his arms, and sighed helplessly in his heart, there is always someone who wants to fight hard for you. I don't know if this is fortunate or unfortunate.