Thorn Zhan's mouth was about to open, and he stammered back. "The station owner, it's all gone."

Rong Fang almost didn't sit in the thorn bush, and last night she sucked it so suddenly, all the remnants of the forgotten clan ran away, and Zhicheng Zhilu said that he couldn't pump his soul. Thorn Zhan stammered. "It's all gone in the cold pool."

Rong Fang almost vomited blood when she saw it, there were only hundreds of forgotten slaves in the cold pool, and there were nearly 10,000 forgotten slaves in the insect pool and burning pool. Rong Fang's heart slowed slightly, her face was clouded, her face trembled, her heart ached like cunning, that mysterious little planter of the forgotten clan must be in the cold pool, why didn't she think of it. "Thorn occupies the blockade of the cold pool".

Rong Fang finished arranging the affairs, popped out the green crystal leaves, and sighed and watched the green mangs disappear into the airspace.

The sunset was pale yellow, staining large clouds yellow, and a small red dot appeared on the horizon, which grew larger and larger, dyeing the sky orange. The beautiful roses are gone, and the twilight is splashing late. Thousands of pairs of eyes were brighter than the stars, flashing with panic, and they were aware of the empty "Forgotten Slave Garden".

Bang, bang. The terrible sound of hammers, as the last rays of light at the end of the twilight sank into the mountains, seemed to pull more unwieldy than ever. Every thud, poof. The mountain of "Forgotten Slave Garden" shook the ground, his heart jumped out of his throat, and his tongue trembled with his heartbeat.

Several thorns were planted, and they involuntarily retreated, and the newly transferred planter behind him turned pale, and after listening to the story for a day, he finally heard a shocking bang, a bang. With his back to the rocks, there is no way back. The hand that pinched the spell, and the shaking spell flickered and flickered. "The monster that the station owner Rong Fang can't stop, let's come, isn't that just waiting to be photographed"?

Rong Fang stood beside more than a dozen demon planters, and their faces were very calm. Rong Fang let out a sigh of relief. "Sure enough, the monster didn't run away."

Rong Fang was not in a hurry to make a move, and the transfer of so many planters was to trap the monster, and wait for Li Hua, the owner of the Dangchao Mountain, to return from his tour of the mountain. With the method of the mountain lord to fix the shape of the realm, it is easy to capture the monster and find the root.

The branch mouth forbids the slaves, and does not deliberately attack the planters. Pulling the chain crystal hammer, wandering around the cold pool in circles, the branches muttered over and over again. "Lao Tzu's territory, Lao Tzu is in charge, if you beat me, you will be hammered."

Rong Fang and other big planters grinned and couldn't cry or laugh. It won't work to attack, and if you don't attack, you'll be angry. I stayed up like this for five days and five nights.

The clouds and mist are surging in the overhang. A green light escaped into the "Forgotten Slave Garden". Rong Su, who was on fire, hurriedly dodged to meet Rong Yao.

A cloud of smoke rose from the crystal sky of the "Forgotten Slave Garden", and under the scorching sun of a five-leaf clover on his head, wearing a five-bead red crown, and a third-order cultivator of the Soul Transformation Sect, his big eyes flickered, and the corners of his big mouth were slightly upturned, like a quiet crescent moon. When he spoke, his voice was like a yellow warbler. "Master Rong, why is it so urgent?"

The third-order demon planting girl Rong Su stood under the flower-shaped leaf umbrella. Salute the arrogant five-leaf planter. "When the old man came here, Rong Su never greeted him from afar, and because of an accident in the park, he had to guard it day and night. Please come with me."

Rong Su with a flower-shaped leaf umbrella. Blocking the scorching sun for the elderly. The leader flew into the Rongyao. In a long corridor of tree holes shaded by tree shadows, nearly a hundred thorn head planters lay down. "Elder Sam, please see, these planters were unconscious for some reason six days ago."

Hiss, the old man blew a breath of hot air. The big eyes widened. Instantly fell in front of the planter, and a thin red crystal line penetrated the center of the planter's eyebrows. The half-smooth forehead locks in three deep wrinkles. The crystalline lines on the fingertips buzzed and trembled.

Sam Lao pondered for a moment and touched his bare chin. Take out a bean-sized red bead and bounce it into the airspace. The red beads swirled and swirled, and several red threads flew out of the red beads and fell into the eyebrows of several planters. Elder Sam looked at the red line that was gradually whitening and exclaimed. "Cold Wave Forbidden Knowledge"?

Sam Lao's eyes became ghostly, and he slowly turned his head, and a light shroud covered the green corridor. Divine Sense. "Rong Zhiyou, there are elite people in the park".

Although the alliance clan of the Zhi clan is rare, it has to be protected by the city and has built a covenant for tens of millions of years. When the Zhi clan and the holy clan were in a war, the spirit clan often participated, but the clan was small and few saints paid attention to.

Rong Su was shocked, and cold drops of sweat oozed from her forehead. Rong Su heard that Hantan was given to the Zhi clan by the Jing clan. "Can you be sure of the elderly"?

Sam Lao nodded, and said profoundly. "Nine times out of ten, a hundred years ago, my ancestors and I visited Luoying Mountain, and we were attacked by this technique."

"This ...... Rong Su's divine consciousness looked around, and the spirit race was a mysterious race, sometimes tangible, sometimes shadowless, as Sam Lao said, unable to find out his whereabouts.

"The Tao is a little certain, the master of Rong Station will retire first, let me think twice, and the clan skills must not be leaked." The old man is neither soft nor hard to give an eviction order.

Rong Su hurriedly retired, muttering in her heart, how could the elite enter the "Forgotten Slave Garden" without any resentment.

Seeing that Rong Su had retreated, Shen Lao put several light covers in a row, and the dripping of the seal of the Baizhang tree hole did not leak. After the seal, he sorted out his clothes in a big way.

Tom, kneel on the ground. Knock knock, knock three times in a row, and all five leaves cracked a corner. "Plant ginseng to the ancestors to ask for peace".

Mo Xie's eyelids that were lying in the bush of planters kept jumping, just now I always thought that the old man would use some means to relieve the "cold wave knowledge ban", but he didn't expect to come to this hand.

"Jing Zu, the ancestor of the clan cultivates the secret art, unfortunately demonized, you need a cold crystal, please give it to the ancestor, and the clan will always remember the great grace of the ancestor."

A hint of a ghost smile appeared on Mo Ye's face, it turned out that he had already asked for it. A phantom shadow stood in the airspace. God is aware of the old man. Old-fashioned way. "It's not difficult for Hanjing to send me out of the 'Forgotten Slave Garden' ......."

The old man was overjoyed and kowtowed again and again. After a few hours, the shade of the promenade was gone. Sam Lao looked at Rong Su who was crazy in the blue sky with a solemn face. "Master Rong, this symptom can tell one or two. But it's not enough to solve it, can the station master let me take a body of plants to echo the mixed mountain, so that the master can screen it."

Rong Fang didn't think twice. The famous medicine family of ginseng planting area, living on medicine, establishing a family with medicine, the planters within the family are distributed in three places, ten mountains, and sixty-seven ridges.

"Please go to the old people, I hope that the old people will go back quickly." Rong Fang wished that the old man would leave early, the sun was setting, and the monster was coming out again.

Sam Lao casually rolled up a body of implants, flew out of the suspension unhurriedly, and fled into the sky.

The sky gradually darkened, and a half-moon hung over the mountain, red with a soft light. Rong Su's red eyebrows tucked into the flower's hair, squinting at the splash of cold silver gray.

"Ahh A frenzied aroma blew in the hanging cracks, and Rong Su hurriedly escaped from the "Forgotten Slave Garden" and chased towards the Dangchao Mountain.

An hour later, in the dark sea of forests, four night crystal lamps with flames illuminated the miserable white of the dense forest. The old man struggled to carry a bundle of waist-thick thorn trees. Mouth swearing.

"Stop at the old age". Rong Su came from the wood.

Sam Lao turned around with a bitter face, sweating, and a tired face. The god recognized the dark trees behind him. The planting technique is limited to one person, and those who cannot bring the planters can not be brought to the elderly, so the old man has to carry the plant body on his back and escape in the camphor forest.

"Elder Sam, please send the Thorn Tribe's body back to the 'Forgotten Slave Garden'." Rong Fang blocked the way of the old man and said with a smile.

"Why is this? Zhiyou didn't save the Thorn Clan's planters?"

"The mountain owner has an order, but he has not returned, and the 'Forgotten Slave Garden' cannot be moved by a single grass or tree, please forgive me." Rong Fang looked at the thorn wood behind the old man as she spoke, and sighed in her heart. His face changed.

Sam shook his head. "Medicine, don't miss the opportunity! The station master insists on this, and I can't either."

Sam Lao put down the thorn wood and gasped. "Logs, how are they logs, where did the plant go"?

Hearing the exclamation of the old man, Rong Fang was so frightened that she stumbled and held on to the tree. "Grow old with you".

"What are you, I've been carrying it on my back, when did it change into a log". The old man was so angry that he grabbed his chin.

"I'm going to go to Zhicheng to sue you, collaborating with the enemy to judge the clan." Rong Fang was so angry that she couldn't speak, her face was discolored, and she was trembling.

"Whatever you want, you told me to go, and it's not what I want to go." Shen Lao didn't put Rong Fang in his eyes, and escaped directly into the wood and walked away.

Rong Fang was choked and rolled her eyes, her hands trembled, her face suddenly turned dead gray, the green liquid boiled, she opened her mouth, and swallowed bitter water like eating a yellow lotus.

Ten years later, the lush green mountains, the steep cliffs, and the cloud-like peaks close to the mountains reflected the glow of the red glow, and the hazy light smoke rose from the bottom of the mountain, lingering among the grasses and gurgling streams. The golden light faded, the black mountains were silent in the hazy twilight smoke, and faint laughter came from the depths of the mountain stream.

The chaotic stones are lined up, the valley is clear, the jade sprays beads splash, the black water hits the stones, and the black water waves of the river reflect a clear and clear. In the roaring scales, a group of forgetful planters frolicked.

Mo Ye sat by the stream, and beside him sat the phantom Shui Ji and the half-illusory Shui Ni. Shui Ji slapped the water, and the water splashed jade, with a sonorous sound. "Mo Shengyou really wants to leave me."

Mo Xie sighed. "Shui Zhiyou, I have been investigated by the planting area, the road ahead is unpredictable, and there are many troubles with the Forgotten Clan, and today's encounter is just the beginning."

Ten years ago, Mo Xie and Shui Ji and other forgetful planters met outside the Dangchao Mountain, and they were cautious all the way, and there was no major chaos in the Dao. Now I have seen the ten mountains of the planting domain and entered the inner domain of the planting domain. But when he was resting, he was accompanied by a team of patrol members of Dangjing Mountain.

After a short fierce battle, Mo Xie got a "leaf shadow" from the dead planter. After taking a closer look, Mo Xie was shocked. In addition to the portrait of Mo Ye in "Leaf Shadow", there is also a reward order for planting the city. Mo Ye's head was actually worth 100,000 "Ye Jing".

Mo Xie thought about it again and again, forgetting the clan was troublesome enough. Determined to leave the Forgotten Clan and go to the Danhua Holy Land alone. Shui Ji was silent, Shui Ni knew that Mo Xie had already decided, and if she didn't persuade her, she would go separately, and it would be safer for the Forget Clan.

Mizuyoshi said. "Mo Shengyou saved me and forgot my clan, there is nothing to repay, I will pass on the 'Open Heaven Poke Shadow' to you, it is regarded as a repayment, the Holy Friend does not forget the oath, if you are lucky enough to find the young master of our clan in the Holy Domain, and get the Open Heaven Poke God, you will definitely be able to add wings to the tiger. Remember not to use 'Blood Soul Girl'. Although the realm of energy has risen sharply, it has injured 8,000 enemies and damaged 500 itself, and the gains outweigh the losses." (To be continued......)