Mo Xie didn't think that Bai Juan was fake, and when he was in the Holy Domain, one thing followed another. Mo Xie is like a broken tree in a flood, passively fleeing for his life. When you go to Shengyun City, you will throw yourself into a wolf's den, and Mo Xie will not dare to think about it.

"I, I, I was hunted down by the Holy City". Mo Xie stammered for a long time. before he spoke.

Of course, Bai Juan knew that when he heard that the Medicine Saint Son was chasing and killing Mo Ye, Bai Juan and Zhang Jing chased all the way to Luxia Pass, not wanting to meet the Pillow and other planters.

Bai Juan was clinging to Mo Xie in his arms like glue and telling the experience along the way, listening to Mo Xie's heartache like cunning, hugging Bai Juan's delicate body tightly, and constantly kissing Bai Juan's tears. Mo Xie could think that he had been sinister all the way from Long Ying to Luxia and could not be explained, let alone Bai Juan.

Mo Xie told Bai Juan all about his current situation and plans. Take out a few Gong Transmission Stones, this is the restraint technique that Mo Ye prepared for Bai Juan in advance. "Juan'er, remember to intensify your cultivation all the way, this is the 'Blood Spirit Bead' that will not fall into the Sea of Desire when it breaks through the fifth order of the solid root."

Bai Juan's eyes became blurred, the hand holding Mo Ye tightened, the sobbing sound turned into uneven breathing, his face was hot, and his mouth burned red, and he slowly kissed Mo Ye's frightened lips.

Mo Xie's head instantly became numb, numb, crispy and electric, stuck his mouth twice, and the words he wanted to say were forced back into his stomach by his hot tongue. A trembling hand caressed Bai Juan's silky back.

With a snap, he picked up the white and pink chest guard. Bai Juan's soft body trembled slightly, her hands tightly wrapped around Mo Ye's neck, and her mouth made a vague hum. The looming peak groove bounced off the breastplate. Mo Xie trembled as if he was electrified, and the holy body buzzed and trembled, flickering brightly and darkly.

Bai Juan's charming delicate melon seed face is a dizzying rose color, her cold and charming eyes are shining with lustful magic light, and her cheeks are tender red. The moaning slightly opened seductive soft lips, exhaled like an orchid, and the faint fragrance rippled around the body. but turned a blind eye to the strange changes of Mo Xie.

Mo Ye trembled with electricity, his back was densely covered with curved electric sparks, hissing and flying, squinting his charming eyes, and he couldn't help but gasp for cold air, and in his eyes with sparks, there was a bright red peak halo. The round jade peak standing is plump and symmetrical, and the tip of the peak is slightly upturned. On the slightly raised peaks, it looks like a small grape with jade liquid in powder.

Mo Ye's hand with an arc of electricity gently supported the slender waist like a water snake, "Ah" With the joyful groan blurted out by Bai Juan, his body twitched rhythmically, his eyes opened slightly, and the pink color covered the snow-white skin, panting, bright red. The moderately sized jade peak rose and fell violently with rapid breathing, and the trembling thin waist rose and fell in waves.

A pair of slender jade arms like snow lotus tightly hugged Mo Ye's neck, and the blushing peaks were sent into Mo Ye's drooling mouth. The slender and graceful, jade smooth and round beautiful jade legs tightly coiled Mo Ye's tiger waist, and the jade round elastic snow buttocks. The white and soft lower abdomen is gently lifted. Mo Xie lowered his head and sucked Yufeng's mouth, puffing out a string of bubbles.

Mo Xie licked the jade peak, licked the smooth jade lips, and brushed away the long hair that was messed up on Bai Juan's face. Carefully look at the delicate and red face. Bai Juan's delicate body trembled slightly, and he stretched out his open jade hand and stretched it into Mo Xie's swarthy bun. Gently retracted, the two red and hot bodies were tightly pressed together.

Mo Ye's solid chest muscles pressed tightly against the drumming Yufeng, and with a soft bang, the bronze holy body and the pink delicate body ignited a cloud of cold flames and red flames, instantly swallowing up the lingering and intertwined holy body, and the green mossy grass was silent, leaving only two flickering two-color flames undulating and beating, jumping very lightly, very quiet, the white flames, and the red fire core gradually fused and gently embraced each other.

Five hundred miles away, the murmuring sound of trees tormented the hills and rocks in the night, and the drizzle fell quietly and silently, like a string of mist, wisps of it. Thousands of filaments, rippling in the dark sky, scattered with light yarn in a daze.

At the end of the cliff, there was a faint snort like a spring. Mo Xie curled up in the corner of the stone cliff motionless, drenched in sweat like rain, rolling down his black hair, and his incredible eyes stared at the drizzly night sky.

The glow of dawn gradually appeared, and the majestic distant mountains revealed ten thousand rays of light. The holy platform, which had been closed for several days, became lively, and before the fog could stand, it was washed away by the shadows of tens of thousands of planters, and then it was driven away by the scorching sun in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

Moss Jiang was in a good mood, although he might accompany a hundred sages, at least the young mountain lord had woken up. "Sumire, open the crystal gate".

The moss flew over the cedar trees in response, and the chaotic platform became silent. Moss Jin was aware of the tens of thousands of plants on the platform. "Fellow Zhiyou, more than ten years ago, the Holy Clan attacked Dangqing Mountain, and only one of the six Holy Alliances of the Holy Station came back.

There was a sigh of embarrassment on the platform. An old planter with a withered branch on his head has long eyelids. Muttered. "Damn, it's not ten Ye Jing, how did it grow to a hundred."

"Who knows, isn't this blackmail?" beside the old planter with withered branches, the sharp-leaved planter responded dissatisfiedly.

Hmph, two scorching flames flew in, and the sparsely pulled branches on the head of the sharp-leaved planter burst into a wisp of clear smoke. The sharp-leaved planter rolled the whites of his eyes, sat on it, and turned into a tall pinnacle tree.

The old planter of the withered branch glanced at the flames, and the cold divine consciousness was cold, and the flames froze in the air in an instant. Slowly raising his eyes to look at the moss, he sat down on the stone floor disappreciatively, spread out a roll of long green leaves, spread out two holy relics, and shouted. "Buy, buy, Sanctuary trinkets, just two."

Hundreds of leaf stalls were set up on the platform, and the poor planters wanted to enter the holy station to open their eyes, so they had to sell some belongings.

Moss Jiang clung to the old planter of the dead branches, and his forehead burst with veins like a dense web. "It's so strong and sacred, this person is not a plant priest at all, a saint, and an unfathomable great saint."

The inadvertent divine consciousness of the withered old planter made the moss Jiang tremble, and his heart was about to jump out. If you want to stop the opening of the crystal gate, it's too late. Ten thousand trees slowly slid away, and a crystal light hall carved with dragons and phoenixes passed through the crystal gate of Baizhang brightly.

Moss Jiang sat above the crystal gate, although his face was calm, his heart turned over the river and the sea, and the war drums sounded in unison. The first-class dew ran along the fine hair strands, damp the back bark suit.

The old planter of the withered branch glanced at the moss. "Moss Zhiyou, the other is fine, the old man arrives at the door, do you still let the old man spend money to enter the holy station"?

Moss Jiang's white face grew green hair, and his green eyes were straight with fright. "Medicine Magpie, the true body of the Medicine Saint Son, incarnated as a third-order."

Moss Jiang shuddered, his waist straightened, and he said with a hard sense of energy. "It turned out to be a holy friend of medicine, I don't know what happened to my holy station."

I'm really afraid of ghosts, ghosts. After Moss Jiang became the master of the holy station, he was afraid that this matter would harm many saints, and his heart naturally grew hair, and when he saw the medicine magpie, he wanted to run, but he was a little powerless. The coercion of the medicine magpie's divine consciousness permeated the heavens and the earth, and the bustling planters did not perceive it, and the moss and Jiang planters were about to crush.

Incarnate as a third-order, in the Holy Domain, the Planting Domain is a saint who covers the sky with one hand, even if the Lord of Dangjing Mountain welcomes him, he has to give three points, so that the saint can kill the entire Silent Mountain planter with a single hand, not to mention the small holy station.

"It's nothing important, a holy priest has fled to the holy station, and I ask my friends to bring it back." Yao Que casually bargained with a plant girl, pouting her woolen beard, and not a single Ye Jing was allowed.

The plant girl clenched her fine teeth angrily. "With you selling things like this, you bite the price and don't let go, so you can't let a single Ye Jing work."

"Good things are sold at a price". The medicine magpie god recognized the moss Jiang.

The holy relics on the moss Jiang Divine Consciousness Medicine Magpie Leaf Stall. "I'm dizzy, this good soul stone will sell a hundred leaf crystals, and the medicine magpie is crazy."

"It's a good thing, it can still be sold here, I just see it as fun." The plant girl was not angry and fell. Moss Jiang's face turned red. One hundred leaf crystals, ten million leaf crystals and demon realm sixth-order planters will also snatch their heads. This is a necessary thing to ascend to the state of form. Xiao Zhinu is Xiao Zhinu, blind!

"Medicine Holy Friend, the Holy Station is an important place for my planting domain, and no aliens are allowed to enter. If the holy friend wants to find He Sheng, please say clearly, I will handle it myself." Moss Jiang was clear in his heart, let the medicine magpie enter the holy station, and when he saw the treatment of the holy slave, he slapped himself to death in one go, and it was possible to destroy the Dangjing Mountain, and the mountain lord had already toured the Wandering Jingshan, and it was impossible to say when he would come back.

"The saint who hides in your moss and sleeps." The medicine magpie was fighting with Xiao Zhinu here, and the god was aware of Mo Ye who was sleeping in the holy station.

Mo Xie has been really tired in the past few days, and the quiet Bai Juan desire is even better than Qin Ji. Mo Xie thought that Bai Juan had broken through the fifth order of the solid root. It was not easy to persuade Bai Juan to leave, it was too dangerous here, it was a place for flirting. Tired of the phantom Mo Evil's divine sense, Mo Ye felt powerless five hundred miles away, and it was difficult to control the phantom.

Moss Jiang's brows were all spread out in shock, and the moss on his head stood up. "Shen Zhiyou is a saint, how is it possible, why don't you feel the slightest bit of holy energy."

The medicine magpie also does not know why. The incarnation of the Medicine Saint Son was defeated at the hands of the Dragon Soul Qian, and the Medicine Magpie had to go out of the mountain in person. Chased all the way to Luxia Pass, followed the holy qi of several spell battles along the road, and chased to Dangjing Mountain.

Mo Xie was five hundred miles away, but Yao Que only found Mo Xie Phantom.

"Medicine Holy Friend, the little Holy Priest is curing the cold disease of the main disease of Shaoshan, can the Holy Friend tolerate it for a few days." Moss Jiang knew that he couldn't stop the medicine magpie dignitaries, so he had to say it clearly.

"What kind of cold disease, bring it and let the medicine take a look." Yao Que glanced at Moss Jiang with disdain.

Moss Jiang slapped his head violently, this brain is too wooden, who is the medicine magpie, a saint of the medicine sect level, how can a little cold stump the medicine magpie.

"Thank you to the Holy Friend of Medicine, Sumire, please the Lord of the Young Mountain and the Friends of the Ginseng Plant." Moss Jiang Shen sensed Moss Jinqian's advice, ten thousand instructions, don't scare away the little saint. For Shen Zhiyou to be a saint, Moss Jiang is still skeptical. It doesn't matter if he is a saint or a planter, let the old immortal take it away, one more thing is better than one less. (To be continued......)