Chapter 11: Lost Grass

"Oh, since Little Sister Jiao'er said that there is danger in the deep mountains, then we don't plan to go in." After speaking, Zhang Jingcheng glanced back at the other two disciples of Tianxu Mountain.

"Oh, yes, yes. Then we won't go in either" After the two disciples of Tianxu Mountain saw Zhang Jingcheng's gloomy gaze, they hurriedly said.

The two of them didn't plan to enter the deep mountains in the first place, and besides, Wangque Mountain was in full danger, and cultivators like them could only be cannon fodder in front.

"Hmm" Zhang Jingcheng nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Murong Jiao and Meng Ziyan, and asked, "Then where should we go?"

"Just look around here" Murong Jiao glanced at Zhang Jingcheng and continued: "But let's go to the right, you go to the left"

Zhang Jingcheng's thoughts, she already knew that a person with a character like him was both insidious and cunning and unscrupulous, and she tried to stay away as much as she could.

"Oh", Zhang Jingcheng nodded with a smile, and after hearing Murong Jiao's words, he couldn't help but show a trace of cunning gaze, although it was only fleeting, but this gaze could not hide from the other two disciples of Tianxu Mountain.

"Well, then that's it, Senior Sister Yan, let's go" After speaking, she quickly stepped forward and took Meng Ziyan's hand and walked to the right.

Long......

When the two of them walked away, Zhang Jingcheng, who was still smiling, instantly became gloomy, and even his eyes burst out with a gloomy gaze.

The other two Ming disciples felt that the air around them suddenly turned cold, and they couldn't help but look at Zhang Jingcheng tremblingly.

"Senior sister, if you talk to him like this, it is estimated that you have completely offended him", when Murong Jiao and the two were out of Zhang Jingcheng's visual range, Meng Ziyan couldn't help but speak.

"Anyway, Zhang Jingcheng is not a good person, so he will be offended, lest he come to trouble me in the future" Murong Jiao didn't care, and pulled Meng Ziyan to continue walking.

"Well, I said you weren't worried at all?" Meng Ziyan shook her head helplessly.

With Murong Jiao's character, she has something to say, if it weren't for the fact that she was a disciple personally accepted by the head of the family, it is estimated that she would have been harmed by Zhang Jingcheng a long time ago.

"It's okay, when it comes to intrigues, he's less than a thousandth of me. As she spoke, a figure suddenly flashed in her mind, a figure that was her childhood playmate and someone she admired.

"Are you doing?" she asked inwardly.

That person had left her eight years earlier, and was now unheard from.

Just as Murong Jiao was pondering, Meng Ziyan's voice suddenly came from her ears.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Murong Jiao's expression suddenly sink, Meng Ziyan couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay! Senior Sister Ziyan, look ahead. After hearing Meng Ziyan's words, Murong Jiao suddenly woke up from her memories, and immediately pointed to a pink flower in front of her and said.

"It's a pink flower. Meng Ziyan also looked ahead with a happy expression.

For a woman who is born with a love of beauty, it is even more irresistible to see such beautiful flowers.

I saw that the whole body of this flower was crystal clear, the color was pink, it was less than three feet long from the root to the top, and the leaves on the stem of the flower did not grow much, there were six leaves in total, and the flower grew on the top.

"Wait, don't go there. ”

Murong Jiao just wanted to run over to take a look, when she suddenly heard Meng Ziyan's voice.

"Senior Sister Ziyan, do you know this flower?" Murong Jiao stopped and looked at Meng Ziyan curiously.

Meng Ziyan nodded and shook her head, and then said, "I don't know if it's that kind of flower."

Then she moved her gaze to the flower, and then she said quietly: "It is said that there is a strange flower between heaven and earth, this flower is called the Milan flower, its body is crystal clear, like a piece of ice crystal, the color is pink, and it only grows nine leaves in its life, and each leaf represents a hundred years. ”

Murong Jiao looked at the flower in a little surprise, and couldn't help but interject: "Then what is the miracle effect of this flower?"

Meng Ziyan smiled and said, "Although this flower is not poisonous, it has a special ability. ”

"What ability?" Murong Jiao's expression changed, and she couldn't help but be vigilant immediately, she felt that the senior sister in front of her was always weird.

"Didn't you already see it?" Meng Ziyan, who was still smiling just now, instantly became hideous and terrifying.

"You", Murong Jiao's face couldn't help but change greatly, and she pointed at Meng Ziyan in front of her and couldn't speak.

"Hahaha", I saw that Meng Ziyan grinning wildly, and her originally beautiful face had become hideous and terrifying.

"Who the hell are you?", slightly alarmed, Murong Jiao still came to his senses.

This person is not Senior Sister Ziyan at all.

"I'm your senior sister Ziyan. That Meng Ziyan was still giggling there, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Murong Jiao.

It's so fast like a flash of light.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost. Murong Jiao snorted coldly, and immediately pulled out the tip of her sword and stabbed at the fake Meng Ziyan.

"Giggles, I'm your senior sister, you dare to hurt your sisters. The fake Meng Ziyan was still laughing wildly, but her voice was always floating from far to near, from near to far.

With a snort, when Murong Jiao's sword stabbed into that Meng Ziyan's body, the air around him suddenly calmed, and a wisp of mist dispersed.

I saw that after Meng Ziyan suddenly turned into a mist, it instantly condensed into a figure, and it was actually the appearance of Meng Ziyan.

"Hmph" After seeing that her attack was ineffective, Murong Jiao immediately dodged away.

"Giggles, you're so afraid of me", after that Meng Ziyan reunited in the flesh, the smile was still the same, but it changed from a wild laugh to a sinister laugh.

......

Lan was smoky and the wind was blowing.

A clever figure walked through this mountain, he was dressed very simply, with a bag hanging on his right shoulder, if it was placed in a town, it would be the most ordinary, but this is a wilderness, and it is a miasma, just imagine such a person walking in the barren mountains and mountains, it is not a very strange thing.

Walking in the barren mountains, Situ Yu's expression was a little helpless, he walked for an hour, and he couldn't see a ghost, let alone see those rare treasures in the world.

Not long after, after passing through a swamp, Situ Yu suddenly heard a clear whistle in front of him, as if it was the sound of a sword swing.

He couldn't help but move forward quickly.

I saw a figure suddenly flash in front of me, and a figure in a blue robe kept beating in front of me, looking like a woman's figure from the thin figure.

Situ Yu took a closer look, and it was really a woman, only to see the woman jumping up and down in the mist, holding a silver sword in her hand, waving it wildly.

"Isn't this a person from Tianxu Mountain?" Situ Yu looked at the woman curiously.

Because the woman was alone, Situ Yu could only be a flower messenger.

"Is this dancing or practicing swords", after looking at it for a while, Situ Yu didn't know why, so he simply found an empty place to sit on the ground and look at it slowly.

He found that although this woman seemed to be swinging indiscriminately, every move was slightly sword intent.