Chapter 414: The Young Master of Wanyun (Twenty-Eight) is on the line of life and death

Yang Qing and Wen Mei listened to the cool breeze above their heads. Turning blood is already scared to death when it hears it, and there is also the effect of devouring souls, and no one can believe that this is true when they hear it.

"Yangqing, go to Zhilu Dao and your disciple, you must be careful when entering the Portuguese Garden, and then go and tell your uncle to let him remove the 'Thunder Swallowing Grass'." Deng Ming commanded.

Only then did Yang Qing wake up from Zhang Huang's confusion. I forgot to salute the master, and rushed to Dingcheng like crazy. A hundred miles away from Dingcheng, he sensed that Zhong Rui and the two were fine, so he was relieved.

When Zhong Rui and Wang Qin heard this, their faces fell into the kaleidova, Qing'er and Hong'er changed color, and the blood in their whole bodies coagulated violently, and their souls were not possessed by their bodies. The two saints also wanted to serve Fan Yan to wash his face and have a meal, even if he gave this kid great blessings. I didn't expect to walk around outside the ghost gate, and there was no Fan Yan (Mo Ye). Both saints may have turned to ashes by now.

From this day on, Fan Yan lived like a young master every day, with three meals delivered and meals fed. From time to time, Fan Yan can still take a small advantage.

More than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, in these ten or so days. In addition to the company of the two beauties, Fan Yan will run into the Portuguese garden when he has the opportunity to smoke "swallowing thundergrass".

More than 100 "Thunder Swallowing Grasses" under the vines were all sucked up by Fan Yan. Even the blood-red Portuguese crystal was picked off by Fan Yan and placed in the holy bag one by one. Fan Yan was ready to suck the last few trees, and then went to the Cloud Piercing Station to escape back to Wanyun Cave.

On this day, Fan Yan finished sucking the last few "Thunder Swallowing Grass" early, and casually pointed to the string of half-red Portuguese crystals.

Suddenly, Fan Yan felt a heart-piercing chill, flashed in fright, and fled hundreds of feet away. Whoosh, the aftermath of a spell blew by, and Fan Yan was flipped and flipped unconscious, and was swept out by the aftermath of the spell. He sat down in the stream outside the vineyard.

A human-shaped puddle was smashed out with a bang, and before Fan Yan could react from his panic, a shrill ghostly voice came from his ears. "My blood weed, boy, you're going to die."

A knee-haggled ghost like dust and smoke appeared by the stream in an instant, a black fleshless, dry hand like bark poked out, and the black claw shadow came out of the bark hand and grabbed Fan Yan's throat.

Sou. A long shadow of a flower flew in. turned around and walked in front of Fan Yan. With a soft sound, a click, and a flower umbrella opened, covering Fan Yan's drenched body lying in the water.

Poof, the black claws passed through the flower screen of the flower umbrella, and the five fingers went straight into the umbrella bone, and the crunch made a sound of bone shattering and the umbrella cracking. With a coquettish cry, another pink sword shadow swept towards the black claw, and a few golden sounds rang. The black claw shadow vanished from the umbrella.

Guan Xue shook his bark face. His face was as pale as death, and the horizontal bark was covered with longitudinal purple tendons, bulging as if he were about to burst open, and his whole body trembled. Constantly twitching, almost every part of the body was shaking.

Lying in front of Fan Yan, who had not yet reacted in the stream, stood two holy maidens of the Peixing Realm, one of them beautiful and delicate. A glamorous and charming. It was Jiang Qin and Zhong Rui.

The two holy women saluted to Guan Xue, "Master, you can't touch him."

Hey, hey, hey. The folds, horizontal lines, and spiral lines on the bark face of Guan Xue are stretched into thick tendons, like countless maggot honeycombs together. Let out a few chilling sneers, and the muscles on his face did not move and condensed firmly. "Little doll, even if your master came, he didn't dare to talk to me like this. Get out".

"I only ask the master to put him on the horse." Jiang Qin's beautiful face also darkened.

"Say it again." Guan Xue's eyes shone with a fiery red light, which was a sign of impatience. stared viciously at the two cultivators in front of him. Then two black bony claw shadows formed between the hanging hands. Like the claws of the devil in the darkness reaching out of hell.

Jiang Qin's left hand flickered, and a thin-handled flower umbrella melted out of his hand, and every bone of the flower umbrella was shining with golden light, revealing a dazzling murderous aura.

Zhong Rui shook his right hand, and a pink snake-shaped short sword flashed. The strange thing is that this is not just a pink serpentine sword, a swirling cold light on the tip of the sword, as if there are countless sword shadows dancing on the tip of the sword, and every flash makes people feel a chill.

"Doll, it seems that you really want to die, I will send you to see the ancestors." As he spoke, in one fell swoop, a cold aura shrouded the stream, and the willow trees by the stream trembled and turned yellow under the cold air, as if they were sick and dead. The leaves fall in the wind.

A crisp laughter like a vase on the ground came from the far sky, and the aftermath lingered, surrounding the cold sky, "Uncle Shi, what's the matter, such a big anger, to shoot at these ignorant disciples of my master and nephew."

The words were like waves splashing, endless, and the solemn cold in the air gradually melted between the words.

Guan Xue's face was even more gloomy. I didn't look at the sky, and I knew who was coming. replied coldly. "Master Yang, my Thunder Swallowing Grass has been dug up by this little one."

As he spoke, Yang Qing had already appeared on the creek. Zhong Rui and Jiang Qin hurriedly saluted their master.

"You two are too presumptuous, how dare you do it with your master, and don't hurry up to accompany you." Yang Qing's pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and she glanced at Zhong Rui and Jiang Qin.

"Master, this Fan Shengyou has saved the lives of both of us, no matter what, neither of us can let the master hurt him." Jiang Qin was the first to speak.

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, Jiang Qin and Zhong Rui are both proud disciples of their subordinates, and they have always been polite and thoughtful in dealing with people, is there really something hidden this time. A concentric wave is transmitted between master and apprentice in an instant. was so shocked that Yang Qing's eyes widened. She couldn't believe that this inconspicuous little saint could restrain the strange poison of the blood-dissipating consciousness of the thunder grass.

Yang Qing turned to look at Guan Xue, a bright smile appeared on her face. "Uncle Guan ......".

Guan Xue waved his hand to stop Yang Qing's words. "There's nothing to say, even your master's blood crystal was devoured by him, how can you explain to your master."

As soon as Guan Xue's words came out, it was like a ruthless giant stick with thorns, and when his head smashed on Yang Qing's face, his pretty face immediately turned iron blue when the three words of blood crystal came out.

Yang Qing is here to collect the blood crystal today, and the master Deng Ming said that this blood crystal contains refined aura, and each one sucked will be several times faster than refining the aura. The master only sucked blood crystals every day, and only then did he magically reach the sixth layer of condensation within a thousand years. Become one of the best wizards in the Desire Cave, and only then will you have the opportunity to sit on the throne of the Desire Cave today.

The temptation is too great. No Sage would ever joke about such an opportunity, or even kill him for it. And not to mention between master and apprentice.

Yang Qing's consciousness moved, locking Zhong Rui and Jiang Qin. The two saints felt their heads dizzy, and their bodies fell into the stream like soft mud.

Yang Qing waved his hand, and Zhong Rui and Jiang Qin's Danhai covered a layer of light with a pop, like two pink butterflies flying down on the bank of the stream.

Fan Yan puffed out of the mud puddle of the creek, and the mud on his face, mixed with the black water flow, rolled down his face. Fan Yan puffed and puffed the mud on his face, washing his face with stream water. There is time to pay attention to everything that is happening around you. If you don't wash it, the mud eggs will be sucked into your nose.

The mud in this stream seems to be greasy, and the more you wash it, the more slippery it becomes, and the more you wash it, the more oily it gets on your face. After dozens of strokes, Fan Yan washed the black mud off his face. It looks whiter, and there are still black oils on his face, which have not been washed away.

At this time, in Wanyun Cave, Fan Yi was in a soft-colored hall, holding a half-naked saintess, lingering on the crescent crystal bed.

Under the soft shimmer, the saint was entwined like a swimming snake, her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes were flickering gently, the small bridge of her nose was revealing a slight glowing beads of fine sweat, and her sexy lips were flushed with a hint of blush on a closed, tender and fiery face. Yu Xiang's curling head was scattered on the bed. The rapid breathing caused the flat abdomen to rise and fall irregularly.

Fan Yi's old face had an evil smile on his face, and his confused eyes flashed with a faint blue light. Suddenly, Fan Yi's face froze, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a crystal light passed through the space, and a crystal letter fell into his hand.

Fan Yi's face sank, and he hurriedly slapped Jingxin on his forehead. Then his face changed dramatically, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. With a wave of his hand, a brown armor was worn on his body.

The saint under her knees was shocked. Zhang was panicked, sitting there naked and demented, not knowing what was going on.

A halo flew out of Fan Yi's hand. Fan Yi didn't even have time to put on his combat boots, and plunged into the aura.

Yang Qing pursed her red lips tightly, suffocating and holding back the anger rushing out of her heart. The lines of the lips were surprisingly beautiful, floating with two pieces of color similar to a smile, and the red lips that were open, moist and fleshy were slightly emblem, and he said in a low voice. "Little Saint, hand over the Blood Crystal and the Thunder Swallowing Grass."

Fan Yan's face was still dripping with black muddy water, and he came to his senses in surprise, and his black eyes were dripping and turning like abacus beads. "Sister Holy Maiden, what is a blood crystal".

"Who's your sister". As he spoke, Yang Qing's face turned from sunny to cloudy, as cold as ice, revealing coldness in an instant, like a layer of frost hanging on a tender green leaf. With a wave of his hand, a hot gas was pumped like a flame board on Fan Yanbai's black face.

Fan Yan seemed to be rolling a "hairy flower" in the air, spinning an unknown number of times before falling into the stream. With a hiss, a cloud of smoke rose from the stream, and the stream around Fan Yan's body disappeared in an instant, forming a dry cracked land.

The temperature around the cracked ground seemed to be very high, and it was from there that bursts of white smoke rose. In the blink of an eye, the stream was shrouded in mist.

"Ahh

Although Fan Yan also used blazing qi as an auxiliary qi, the realm difference between the two was too great. Fan Yan couldn't stop it at all, Yang Qing was eroded by the ruthless fire qi, spasmodically resisting the scorching qi.

Yang Qing looked at the two lotus sacred bags beside her naked curled up body. A smile appeared on his face, as if he was shining from his heart. "The little bastard has strong bones, and he has practiced alchemy, even if he is a refiner, don't pretend to be stupid in front of the old lady. It doesn't taste good. Giggles". (To be continued......)