Ye heard Ruicao say that Mu Yirong was not weak, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I rarely hear you praise people." However, do you think he is strong enough to accompany you through the calamity?"

"Did you come down the mountain to hit him, or did you come to hit me?"

"I'm here to help you remove the stumbling blocks. ”

"How are you going to move yourself out?"

"After a trip down the mountain, I found that you have become a lot more interesting!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

While Seocho and Ye were talking in the back, Mu Yirong had already quickly searched the yard and found no abnormality, so the three of them turned around and walked out of the Moon Gate and continued to walk along the verandah to the courtyard next to them.

As she walked, Seocho said that the design of this house was too irregular, and it felt very awkward.

As he spoke, he stepped into another moon gate and walked into a small courtyard.

This courtyard was much smaller than the one next to it just now, and the three of them quickly searched several rooms, but still found nothing, nothing abnormal.

After the three of them walked out of the house, Seocho looked at the night and questioned, "Are you sure there is something unusual about this yard?"

As a result, before she could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound of rustling next door, and the sound was not small, like the sound of someone dragging a sack on the gravel floor.

The three of them who glanced at each other immediately rushed to the east wall, and then jumped upwards in unison, jumping over the wall like three cranes with wings.

Seocho, who landed on the ground, finally knew why the layout of this house was so strange, and it turned out to make room for the courtyard garden in front of him.

In the huge courtyard garden, the weeping willows are thousands of threads, verdant, and the corners of the garden are planted, like the waterfall hair of the goddess hanging down to the waist, with enchanting beauty, but it is full of cool breath.

Everywhere there are strange flowers, unbridled blooming, showing their beauty to the fullest, arrogantly submerging the bluestone slabs and paths under the delicate face.

The flowers that can't be said to be named, are dazzlingly public, and the hundred gardens of the Empress Wu are nothing more than that.

But the most breathtaking thing in the courtyard is a stone horse in the center of the courtyard.

The tall stone horse stands on the top of the five-story stone steps, the body of the horse is the same as that of the BMW horse, the head is raised high, the waist and back muscles are beautiful, the buttocks are round, the thick and strong forelimbs are raised in the air, and the hind hooves are trampled on an auspicious cloud, majestic and majestic, like a perennial battle on the battlefield, the battle is not disadvantaged.

The stone horse in the courtyard seemed to have vitality, and Seocho seemed to hear its call, and involuntarily stepped forward, stepping on the stone steps covered with flowers, and walking up step by step.

Mu Yirong saw that Seocho seemed to be hooked, and was worried that she was bewitched by something, so he wanted to reach out and grab Seocho, but was stopped by the night.

"One flower and one world, reality has no appearance, her mood is touched, you don't want to disturb her. ”

Mu Yirong stopped when he heard this, and looked at the back of Seocho in a daze, and seemed to feel a sense of mystery.

Suddenly, Seocho turned around, and the bright sunlight shone down from the back of her head, making her feel in a trance.

"What are you doing standing down there, why don't you come up and want to be lazy?"

Seocho's words, breaking the beautiful reverie world that Ye created with a flower, Mu Yirong glanced at Ye, and Ye smiled awkwardly.

Stand tall and see far.

Standing on the top of the five-story stone steps, the three people on the side of the stone horse have a panoramic view of the entire garden.

On the right side behind the stone horse, there was a stream that flowed east-west, but it was dry and covered with damp moss.

A small bridge with relief patterns, standing quietly on the dry stream, in front of it plunging into the west side, there is a small pavilion for four people to drink and enjoy the flowers, quiet as a plum girl, in the long years, lonely waiting for someone to throw herself into her arms.

The stone bridge pavilion is quiet and quiet, and on the opposite side, the direction to the left of the stone horse is a mess of rocks and overgrown weeds, like a land forgotten by the creator, which abruptly shows that it is different from this garden.

There are also traces of the land being turned out around the rocky field hidden in the weeds, as if there is a grumpy mutated pangolin that has vented its anger here.

Seocho looked at the dirt that had been turned out of the ground, and immediately became vigilant, and was about to walk down, when Night suddenly yelled at her "Be careful", and then pushed her to the side.

Seocho, who almost rolled down the stone steps, sat down next to the clouds at the foot of the stone horse, and a strong wind, with the momentum of thunder, flew over her head at the speed of light, and with a "bang", it hit the stone horse on her side, and immediately the rubble flew everywhere.

Seocho was startled and hurriedly stood up from the ground, only to see a plant rhizome as thick as two fingers, stuck straight on top of the stone horse.

What kind of power does a plant rhizome be able to shoot through a stone statue!

In the originally quiet courtyard garden, there was a sound of rustling, as if there were countless snakes crawling on the ground, and people's scalps tingled when they heard it.

On the west side of the stone horse, there are rocks and weeds, and I don't know when countless plant roots and stems emerge from the underground soil, like green vines, densely crawling all over the ground.

The green rhizomes were like a swarm of living snakes, surging on the ground, quickly spreading towards the three of Seocho, and in the blink of an eye, they had already surged up the stone steps like a rising tide, wrapping around the ankles of Seocho and the others.

Seocho hurriedly fell backwards to dodge, and several plant rhizomes wrapped around a piece of gravel at her feet, and then tightened so hard that the watermelon-sized stone shattered into several pieces.

Mu Yirong drew his saber and slashed it in front of him a few times, several plant rhizomes were immediately broken into several knots, and the green juice splashed into the air, as if it was raining green.

The severed plant rhizome seemed to have a sense of it, and immediately retracted back in fear, away from Mu Yirong, and then wrapped around Seocho and Night.

Seocho had no weapon in his hand, so he could only jump around to dodge, Mu Yirong saw it, and immediately blocked in front of Seocho, with a sword dragon flying and phoenix dancing in his hand, constantly cutting off the roots of the plants that were entangled.

Ye looked at the rhizomes of the plants rushing towards him, and stood still in place, but his dark eyes suddenly became blazing, and a majestic momentum emanated from his body.

Night quickly raised his hand and sealed it on his chest, and a dark spell like smoke and mist poured out of his hands, instantly enveloping the roots of plants that were pouring to his feet.

The rhizomes of the plants wrapped in the dark spell seemed to have been sucked away by the darkness, and suddenly became shriveled and withered, and then shattered into countless pieces.

Mu Yirong had fought with the demon fog leopard demon before, but he didn't feel the horror of the demon method, and now he couldn't help but look at Seocho in astonishment when he saw that the night easily turned the plant rhizome into decay.

Seocho pouted, "I don't have that ability." ”