Chapter Thirty-Four: The Phantom Flower
The colorful fog was filled, the bells were tinkling, and the three of them looked at each other, at this time, a cold wind blew, and a breath that had rotted for many years came to the nostrils, which made people very uncomfortable, Li Mengyang was not good, but Yang Meixiang was a little unbearable. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wรจn. (Read the novel to the leaves, Yo ~ Yo)
She really didn't want to stay on this weird platform anymore, and felt very uncomfortable, so she urged again and again: "Let's hurry down, maybe Xiao Jiu will encounter some danger down there?"
Li Mengyang nodded hurriedly, he also felt that he should leave immediately, no one wanted to stay for a moment longer in this strange place.
He found some rope from the ring and tied Yang Huameng to his chest, in order to prevent him from entering the illusion again, Yang Huameng did not put away the flower bell, but tied it to his wrist, so that every time he walked, the flower bell could make a crisp ringtone, and he didn't have to worry about entering the illusion again.
After tying up Yang Huameng, Li Mengyang looked at Yang Meixiang with a sneer, something embarrassing happened to the two, and when he talked about it, he still got a big bargain, so he was embarrassed to be rude.
Seeing Li Mengyang looking at her with a squint, Yang Meixiang's face was also a little red and hot, obviously, she also remembered what happened in the illusion, so she didn't want Li Mengyang to carry her, she wanted to control the sword by herself.
But when Yang Meixiang wanted to fly with a sword, her body was weak and she sat on the ground dangerously.
It turned out that she had been deeply poisoned, her whole body was paralyzed and weak, and she even felt dizzy on her head, although the dragon's blood fragrant flower could drive away the miasma, but it could not treat the miasma that had penetrated into the body, so she was very entangled in her heart at the moment.
"Are you going down by yourself, or will you let me carry you down?" Li Mengyang obviously also discovered Yang Meixiang's abnormality, so he smiled and cared.
"I'll go down myself. I don't need your help, thank you!" Looking at Li Mengyang's squinting smile, Yang Meixiang suddenly became angry, and her pretty face flushed and said angrily.
"Well, let's not be polite, no matter what, you are all from our old Li family, don't worry, I will protect your safety." Li Mengyang was very serious.
"Ah, brother, Sister Xiangxiang is also from our old Li family? Yang Huameng wished that the more relatives there were, the better.
"Who is a member of your old Li family? I won't be a member of your old Li family if I die!" At this time, Yang Meixiang came back to her senses and was immediately furious.
"Okay, since you don't want to be a member of the old Li family, then I won't force you. Li Mengyang was relieved, obviously he didn't want to take responsibility too early, "However, let's not gossip, let's hurry up now, otherwise, no one can guarantee whether you will dance again?"
Listening to Li Mengyang's hateful words, Yang Meixiang was a little angry again, but she was even more dazed at the moment, and she was almost a little unable to stand, she was really afraid that she would fall into an illusion again, so she had to reluctantly agree to Li Mengyang carrying her.
"Well, in Xiao Jiu's words, he just rode a 'humanoid dragon'. Yang Meixiang hypnotized herself.
Seeing that Yang Meixiang had succumbed, Li Mengyang walked over with a smile, just because he was already half-demonized, with weird silver lines on his face and terrifying fangs in his mouth, so this smile was extremely hideous.
Looking at this somewhat hideous and terrifying smile, Yang Meixiang was a little scared, her arms hugged each other involuntarily, that kind of cowardly and pitiful appearance really made Li Mengyang's heart soft, as if he remembered the beautiful fairy who danced to him in the fantasy world.
Anyway, this is a living Qiandan, although it is an old goblin who is more than three hundred years old, but it is indeed a beautiful demon with a national color and fragrance!
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go quickly?" Just when Li Mengyang was admiring Yang Meixiang's beautiful face and reminiscing about the soft taste in the illusion, Yang Meixiang's embarrassed voice rang in his ears. (Read the novel network)
Li Mengyang stared at the embarrassed Yang Meixiang in a daze, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was extremely terrifying and obscene in Yang Meixiang's eyes: "You...... You're so pretty. โ
"Brother, Sister Xiangxiang is very beautiful, but you can't stare at other girls, it's very rude, you better hurry up and put her on your back." At this time, Yang Huameng said, this little girl can actually tease people.
Li Mengyang said in his heart: "It's rude to stare at other girls, but it's polite to hold the eldest girl?"
Yang Meixiang could only admit her fate in the end, she glared at Li Mengyang viciously, and said, "If you dare to mess around, I won't spare you!"
"Don't worry, I'm a decent gentleman, and my character is extremely good. Li Mengyang smiled, but he added another sentence in his heart, "Good character does not mean that you don't mess around, you must mess around, and it's the stupid guy who doesn't mess up." โ
Hearing Li Mengyang's insincere words, Yang Meixiang simply closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind, and let him carry her on her back.
Li Mengyang carried Yang Meixiang on his back with a smile, he smelled the burst of fragrance from Yang Meixiang, a young man's heart throbbed a little, the dreamlike kiss in the illusion just now, was it really given by this fierce woman?
He thought back to the kiss in the illusion, it was indeed very cool, although the soft and delicate body on the back gave Li Mengyang unparalleled pleasure, which made him extremely reverie, if they hadn't been awakened by the flower bell, then what interesting things would have happened next?
However, after a while, he secretly scolded again, if he hadn't been awakened by Yang Huameng's flower protection bell, I am afraid that both of them would have fallen off the cliff and become merry rouge ghosts, how could they still live so vividly.
He tied Yang Meixiang and Yang Huameng firmly with a rope, jumped a few more times, and confirmed that the tie was firm and would not affect the next battle, so he held the black iron bamboo in his hand, and with a light touch on the top of the cliff, he quickly slid down to the bottom of the cliff.
At this moment, Yang Meixiang was resting with her eyes closed, she listened to the whirring wind, and also knew that Li Mengyang was falling with all her might, somehow, she was lying on the back of this little man, there was a warm and comfortable feeling, which made her body and mind very relaxed. (Read the novel to the leaves, Yo ~ Yo)
Hehe, having a man to rely on is the happiness of being a woman!
Li Mengyang was running the Qingfeng Jue, jumping down between the cliffs at a high speed, while secretly stroking Yang Meixiang's soft thighs, which was very dark.
Although Yang Meixiang felt very tired at this time, this still did not affect her perception, she also felt Li Mengyang's secret little movements, and was doing something shameless, but at this time she was already very tired and was about to fall asleep, even if she was a little annoyed in her heart, she was powerless to attack, she just "hummed" dissatisfiedly, and let him do nonsense.
However, deep down in her heart, is there really anger?
Soon Li Mengyang went down to the bottom of the valley, a white human skeleton skull, I don't know how many years he had been dead here, he was accidentally kicked by Li Mengyang, made a "coo" sound, and rolled on the ground, and then Li Mengyang's face changed greatly.
Of course, a skull will not make Li Mengyang frightened, but if it is thousands of skulls, it is a very terrifying scene, and this discovery makes him forget to take advantage of Yang Meixiang.
Li Mengyang looked at this white bone in surprise, this is a white square, it turned out to be a white bone square composed of thousands of dry bones!
I've never seen it, I've never heard of it, the endless square of bones, desolate and dead, without any sign of life, this is completely a forbidden area of life!
There are simply more white bones here than those in the White Bone Mountain, but after a long time, some of the white bones have been completely shattered, turning into white bone powder, densely packed, and the ground is white, with a secluded white glow, just like a piece of snow.
The colorful light that illuminates the sky is the phosphorus fire emitted from the white bones!
How many bones do it take to make this land so splendid!
Suddenly, the nine-colored dream flower appeared in his mind, and the nine petals of the dream flower at this time were swaying constantly, as if he was very excited.
There must be something strange ahead, and maybe the legendary Phantom Flower is not far ahead.
Li Mengyang wanted to fly over immediately, but he couldn't fly with a sword at all, it seemed that there was also a ban here, he couldn't fly, he could only walk over step by step.
He looked around, and in the white bones, he found his pants, and immediately put them on quickly in Yang Huameng's chuckle, avoiding the embarrassment of the wind in his lower body.
Looking at the endless white bone snowfield, Li Mengyang hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and slowly raised his foot and stepped on it.
The foot lightly landed on the white bones, but there was a crisp sound of bones shattering, and countless white bones were shattered like this, turning into finer bone powder, and a burst of bone smoke was wafting, but the white light was brighter.
Every time I took a step, a burst of white light lit up on my feet, and a sound of broken bones sounded!
Walking on these countless white bones is like walking in the vast snow, one deep footprint at a time, but Li Mengyang will not get lost in this vast white bones, because he can feel the direction of the strange flower.
It's getting closer and closer, on Li Mengyang's face, he can't help but feel a little anxious, he clearly feels that something is calling him in front of him, and finally Li Mengyang smells a faint fragrance, giving him a dreamy feeling, that's right, the phantom flower is ahead!
He sped up and ran, and regardless of the crisp sound of the white bones under his feet, he ran one foot deep and one foot shallow, because there was his dream ahead!
Finally came to the end of the white bones, but Li Mengyang was even more surprised, among the thousands of dry bones, there was a blood pool that was about to dry up, and a demonic black gas permeated the blood pool, as if there were countless ghosts floating above it.
But what attracted Li Mengyang's attention was a small black flower in the center of the blood pool!
The strong aroma emanates from this strange little black flower.
Is that the Phantom Flower?!
White bones, pools of blood, black flowers, ghosts crying, with a chill, making people's scalps tingle, this is the most miserable scene in the world! A purgatory on earth!
In the extreme silence, Li Mengyang seemed to hear the heart-rending cry of thousands of souls again, and countless unjust ghosts screamed at him, he wanted to dodge immediately, but tragically found that he couldn't move, and he was about to be torn to pieces by these countless ghosts.
Just when Li Mengyang was extremely desperate, suddenly in the depths of his soul, there was a jingling bell, which was the flower protection bell in Yang Huameng's hand, which immediately pulled him back from the illusion.
Obviously, it is the illusion of the phantom flower again, this ubiquitous magic flower, lurking in the shadows, instantly makes people fall into the illusion unconsciously.
Under the crisp ringing, all the illusions disappeared, the colors faded, and the screaming ghosts and ghosts in the sky also dissipated, and they were all faint, and the small black flower in front of them was very ordinary, just a small black flower.
Li Mengyang finally woke up, his heart was full of fear, he looked up, under the reflection of the faint light, the gloomy and terrifying black flower, was shining, exquisite, very beautiful and lovely.
Is what you see in front of you illusory or real?!
Whether he entered the illusion because he smelled the fragrance of flowers, or because he saw the little flower, although he didn't see how it made himself fall into the illusion, but he didn't forget that this terrifying illusion was made by this small black flower.
He could clearly feel that if his soul was really torn to pieces by those ghosts, he would become a part of this white snowfield.
The glowing brilliance filled the surroundings of the blood pool, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying, but Li Mengyang couldn't help but continue to move forward, that bewitching little black flower was his dream!
Li Mengyang gritted his teeth, and in Yang Huameng's stunned gaze, he slowly walked towards the blood pool, and after approaching the blood pool, he hesitated for a while, and finally raised his foot to step into the black and red blood pool.
But contrary to Li Mengyang's expectations, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't step into the blood pool, could it be that there was also an enchantment ban here?
He tried to push it with his hand, but felt a resistance, and sure enough, it was an enchantment, and he scolded angrily: "Damn the enchantment!"
Obviously, the Phantom Flower is guarded by an enchantment, forming a transparent light shield that covers the sky above this pool of blood, isolating this place from the outside world.
But Li Mengyang was very unwilling, he tried all kinds of methods, but no matter what, he couldn't break the enchantment at all, and now he thought of the nine-colored immortal again.
Although this little thing loves to brag, it does have some skills, if he knows the ability of the nine-colored immortal, and can also freely walk through the enchantment, it would be great, it seems that to enter this strange space, the nine-colored immortal must go out in person.
Li Mengyang thought for a while, and didn't try much, it was really not suitable to stay here for a long time, there were countless white bones next to it, which made people uneasy, and the pool of blood was even more terrifying.
He looked at the blood pool hatefully, and made up his mind in his heart: "Find Xiao Jiu first, and then say, no matter what, you have to take out this ability." โ
Bypassing the blood pool, Li Mengyang glanced back at the phantom flower again, and continued to walk forward, he had already seen a mountain peak faintly emerging in front of him, maybe the nine-colored immortal was in front of him.
He was angry as he walked, and when he saw a big skull under his feet, he raised his foot and kicked it hard, but the kick was too strong, and the skull disappeared when he kicked it into the air.
Seeing that the skull flew far away, causing him to not even kick the ball, Li Mengyang was even more annoyed, so he touched Yang Meixiang's ass fiercely, alas, who would have thought that this old girl would not react, he was overjoyed, and quickly touched it a few times, but there was still no movement.
"Could it be that she is unconscious?" Li Mengyang thought that there was a giant poisonous miasma here, should he kill her? He was startled, and immediately untied the rope and placed Yang Meixiang flat on top of the white bones.
Sure enough, Yang Meixiang was already completely unconscious, her face was blue, her breathing was weak, and her life was already hanging by a thread.
This frightened Li Mengyang, the beauty has not yet arrived, if she dies like this, it would not be a pity? So, he hurriedly rescued Yang Meixiang, but whether it was pressing her chest, touching her room, or artificial respiration, or licking her tongue, Yang Meixiang could not wake up.
Yang Hua dreamed that Yang Meixiang hadn't woken up for a long time, and she was frightened, she lay on Yang Meixiang's body and cried, this cry made Li Mengyang even more anxious, and took the opportunity to save the life and help the injured.
But just when he felt desperate and regretful, and his hands were up and down, suddenly, a small figure appeared on the vast white bones, and this figure came one after another, it was the nine-colored immortal!