The crystal light flashed, and Bing Jiu's eyelids drooped and landed on the two-color disc, and a small crystal flower flew down. The eyelids were glued, and the green hair was planted in half. Stretch out your small crystal hand, grab a strand of green hair, and pull it gently.

Bang. The head of the Rambutan Phantom pulled out a mass of chaotic air.

"Oops! I've got a long neck." Tom tom. The green-haired hand smashed the Danhua on the top of his head. The green flower pupils were staring at Bing Jiu's body.

Bing Jiu's eyes were white, and the green mabutan flower was illusory. "Sit, don't move".

The green-haired phantom stretched his neck and sat on a two-color bucket-shaped plate, his eyes shining green, and he smiled dryly.

Tom, pop, tom, pop. The cicada dragged its long tail out of the void. Big round eyes, staring at the green-haired phantom with a black hole, smacking the garlic clove mouth, and making a dog's mighty sound.

The green-haired phantom's eyes were as wide as balls, and they almost didn't fall. The coriander's triangular head is an inch in, and the green-haired eyes are an inch away. Turning in a circle, he avoided the mouth of the cicada that was spitting cold. He muttered with a shrill breath in his mouth. "Don't, something else, I'll go back to War Shadow".

Bing Jiuxiao was covered with a small body, half of his big head was exposed, his long eyelashes were blinked and closed, and his small mouth was muttering. "Sit, don't move".

Woo, woo, woo. The coriander stared at the green light of the green-haired phantom as it widened its eyes. Getting closer.

"Don't, I'm convinced, it's not as big as your eyes." The green-haired phantom sat honestly on the two-color bucket-shaped void. Drooping his head, the green hair drooping down to block the eyes that had lost the green light.

The slender tail of the cicada circled the green-haired phantom body several times. Slender little hands. Hooked in the thin white hair, and the cold air blew and the green hair froze on the phantom's face. Quack. Quack. The cicada sent the cold crystal into the garlic clove's mouth and gnawed it, and the mouth of the green-haired phantom grinned to the root of the back ear. Gritting his teeth. Servile. "Brother Coriander, give some".

The coriander garlic clove mouth moved, stretched out its long pointed tongue, rolled a little cold crystal, and dangled in front of the green-haired phantom.

"Shhh

The cicada retracted its pointed tongue. The big round eyes, trembling three trembling eyebrows, instantly resisted the eyes of the green-haired phantom, the garlic clove mouth chattered with pincers, the small nose was tendoned, and the dog sounded like a nasal voice.

The green-haired phantom dodged, bowing his head as if wilting. "You're big-eyed, you've won, but you're not right."

The coriander has a stalk on his neck, and his spirit is full of green-haired phantoms. He waved his little fist. Shook twice at the bridge of the green-haired phantom's nose.

The green-haired phantom blinked with gray eyes, with a bit of pleading. "Brother Coriander, discuss again, discuss."

The coriander pursed her eyes, trembled her three eyebrows, her dark eyes slanted to the sky, and she took a bite of cold crystal, chewing louder.

Mo Ye looked at Danhai and watched the cicada and the green-haired phantom chattering endlessly. He laughed dryly. Let go of the Divine Sense. Put away the black battle armor, seal Danhai, and sit on the war shadow crystal platform with his chin on his chin and look at the sky.

In the blood-red emptiness, the phantom Mo Xie lay as if he was dead. Holding the War Shadow Crystal Platform in his hand, he drifted aimlessly, a thin hazy red mist blowing on his face, blowing the phantom Mo Ye's soft eyelashes. It was unbearable, and he grimaced strangely at every cultivator who floated by.

The "Forest of Evil Blood" is soaked in pink morning light. The blood-colored space gradually deepened, from blood red to iron red, gradually deepened, red, golden, gradually, layer by layer, between the soft and light clouds, strange changes of color.

The forest owner of the "Evil Blood Forest" has a peaceful and kind face, showered in the blood-colored sun, slightly closed long skin eyes, and the tender green leaves on the top of his head are dark green floating with a layer of red, flashing a few drops of stars. Millet grains of flower bones, clustered together, crowding between the leaves. The morning breeze blows, and bursts of rich sweet fragrance rush to the face, luring countless glows, and colorful butterflies dance down.

Wanting to staring anxiously at the "Evil Blood Forest" where the blood light was gradually sinking, Zhizi had already sent someone to urge him several times. The forest owner of the "Evil Blood Forest" who wants to save face, the old face pulls the elder, but he doesn't open the "Evil Blood Forest".

Tick, a drop of blood-colored pearl light fell from between the leaves of the Danhua of Desire, and fell impartially in the palm of Desire's hand pinching the fingers. Yufu's long eyelids trembled, twisted the crystal beads, and put them between his nose and sniffed. The thin white eyebrows locked, and the corners of his mouth condensed a hint of imperceptible smile.

Look up at the fading clouds and whisper slowly. "Everyone, today's 'Evil Blood Forest' switch, several Zhizi Dingnu overhaul is complete, see it, don't get it wrong."

Lust Fu Technique Finger tapped the "Evil Blood Forest", and the shadow of the "Evil Blood Forest" sunk in the mist gradually became clear, and several green lights flew out of the forest. All of them were covered with green armor, with a light expression, their heads bowed, and they respectfully fell to the side of Shi Zhi, bowed deeply, and stood to the side resignedly.

Tom! The green light flashed, and a burst of blood-red dust was struck, and the green leaves curled up with black hair, and fell on the cornerstone of the "Evil Blood Forest", motionless as if dead.

Wanting to make a circle of divine sense, the flower pupils fell coldly on the green curly leaves. Lightly escaped to the curly leaves, picked up a strand of black hair, threw it down, and reached out to lift it. He scolded viciously in his heart. "Play dead and wait to clean you up when you go back".

Yufu looked around at the servant and Ding Nu, slowly closed her long skin eyes, and said casually. "Dingnu, I have sealed Danhai, don't worry"!

Several acolytes hurriedly bowed and dodged towards the pink airspace. Yu Zhi glanced at Mo Ye, who looked like a wooden stick, snorted lightly, and flew away around the curly leaves. Yu Fu slowly opened her long skin flower pupils, closed her eyes slightly, staring at the faint light in the airspace, her brows furrowed, and she shook her head gently.

The twilight is dim, the remnant sun is like blood, the soft light spreads in the sky, a touch of red glow falls, and a layer of red veil is spread, hazy and dimly lined with the green and white twilight.

In the gorgeous sunset, the garden is sparkling with a scorching string of purple and red red flowers, dotted with bright red spots on the green and shiny young leaves. Between the shadows of the flowers, several delicate plant girls sit on the golden stamens with fluttering ribbons. staring intently at the emerald moss.

Inside the domain. The cheeks are rosy, pure and charming, the long eyelashes are gently moved, and the butterfly between the eyebrows is bent like a tentacle, slightly frowning, all thoughtful. Gloomy clouds tightened their eyebrows, slightly anxious.

Wanting to deliberately suck out the true qi of the Dingnu Danhai, and sucked and inhaled it again and again within a few years, not letting the slightest bit of true qi breed, and wanted to let the desire to Qiu and Desire, take the Dingnu to cultivate, and relax the control of the moss. Wanting to leave, Wanting Qiu looked more closely, and several waiters surrounded the moss, staring at the shining jade pupils day and night. Wanting to move gently, Wanting Qiu will immediately escape to the door of Yao and ask, "Zhizi, what are your orders?"

I wanted to pretend to close my pupils, pondering, pondering, thinking about it, thinking about it for three months, and my little head was hurting, and I didn't come up with any way. I really don't want to sit in the moss to cultivate, and when the ancestor is at home, it's okay to say, as soon as the ancestor leaves, I want to follow the golden bird in the cage again and again, and I see this tightly!

There is no such thing as wanting to wither, and Zhigu will also pull the frost face, use the clan rules, and issue what "prohibition order" and "retreat order", and even more angry, there is also the "Zhizi accompanying order", without more than ten patriarchs to accompany him, he must not leave the Yao Garden, and he will not be able to travel more than 100 miles.

Looking at Zhigu Yuhui's cold face, she wanted to vomit. There is no way, the planter is far away from the border, and the planter mother goes with him. Zhizu doesn't care about everything, thinks about it every day, and finds some trivial things to quarrel everywhere. This time I didn't say goodbye, and I don't know where to go to have fun.

If you want to leave the clan, run out of the Danhua Holy Land, and go to the border to find the plant owner and the planting mother, the thing that wants to dry is just an introduction, but the cronies of the plant aunt want autumn and want to be like a bee staring at the nectar, and they don't let go.

The tip of the thin eyebrows, with the elongation of the corners of the eyes, is like two ice peaks. Humming, two slightly raised lines, high and low volts, long and well-proportioned legs, bare and bewitching, fiddling with a seductive demeanor.

The Yao domain swayed lightly, wanting to carry the curly leaves with a calm face, and escaped into the falling leaves. "Zhizi, Dingnu has been brought back."

If you want to cluster your eyebrows into a dai, gently pull up an arc. Slowly open the smiling flower pupils. "How do you look like this?"

Gritting his teeth with hatred, his eyebrows were raised, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his pupils, and he put down the curly leaves heavily. ", pretend to be dead"!

Yu Xun shook his head, his eyebrows frowned, Ding Nu is his own, do you still call Ding Nu if you listen to anyone's words? Tapping the leaf scroll, the green light flashed, Mo Ye got up from the ground, raised his head and glanced at Yu Xuan, stood aside with disdain, and lightly slapped the dust on his body.

"You". Wanting to bite his thin teeth, there was a faint anger like wind and thunder between his eyebrows, and Zhizi was in front of him, so it was not easy to get angry.

Yu Xun looked Mo Ye up and down, and his brows furrowed several times. There was always a feeling that something was wrong, the sense of divine consciousness flickered and flickered, and it seemed that after three months of separation, I was a lot more unfamiliar. "If you want to do it, please ask the steward, I want to go to the 'Evil Blood Forest' tomorrow to alchemy."

Wanting to respond lightly, he glared at Mo Ye fiercely, and escaped out of the Yao Garden in a blink of an eye.

The twilight is four, a touch of the slanting sun is nostalgic for the growing fragrance of flowers, and the fog is filled with gloomy rings, reflecting the color of the flowers and water, intertwined with the magnificence of fluttering.

A corner of the giant ring-shaped Danhua family. The crimson clouds fall in a graceful and colorful, Ni Ziyan red Danhua Yao Garden, thousands of postures contain buds, thousands of purple and red blooms, clusters, clusters, red like fire, yellow like gold, white like snow, green like jade flower shadow smearing the last sunset, red with light fragrance.

Painted with a thick layer of Zhu Dan in the hall, shy and angry with the delicate Dan flowers, dozens of patriarchs stood with their heads bowed, respectfully waiting.

In the Yao Hall, the costume of the desire is extremely bright, the cold flower pupils are majestic and charming, the water covers the rippling cold like a mist, the condensed face is slightly curled red lips, and the desire is looked down. "Ueko may have been moving recently"

I want to whisper in a low voice, and the light green yarn is slightly rippling. "On March and 3 days after the fifth year of the Zhizi Condensation Technique, there was no trace of leaving, but I begged the steward to allow the condensation technique with the 'Evil Blood Forest'."

"Alchemy, when was the last time you did alchemy?" Desire Hui asked coldly, and the faint cold light swept over Desire's body.

I want to suck in a trembling heart. Some slurred. "Ten years ago".

Desire Hui snorted coldly, and his face was covered with a layer of frost. "When was 10 years ago?" (To be continued......