The Ghost Green-Haired Planter opened one eye and smiled. "Hey, I'm the most obedient today."

The rumbling sound, like a curse of death, silence threatens the "Blood Flower Forest" of fear. Like a surging thunderstorm, it suddenly cracked and turned into a torrential rain that fell sharply. The storm had been raining on the "Blood Flower Forest" for several years, and as for how long it had rained, Mo Ye had no memory.

Thousands of filaments flowed in the blood flower forest, rippling in the air, and the fishy sticky was like a misty light veil, falling a black rain curtain. A sticky light rain fell on Mo Ye's thin face. Mo Xie gently straightened his hair into locks, tomorrow is another alchemy day, Mo Ye doesn't know if he can resist.

After a few years, dozens of sages in the "Blood Flower Forest" died tragically on the day of alchemy. Where the bones have gone, no saint knows, and there is no holy scripture. Death is a sooner or later destination for the Sage of the "Blood Flower Forest".

Squeak and rattle, and the sound of grabbing stones sounded in the "Blood Flower Forest" of the black hole. Oooo The sound of the bone staff slowly moved from the depths of the dense forest to Mo Ye. In the depths of the "Blood Flower Forest", Mo Xie has never been there, Li Zhenzi chats with Mo Ye every day, and before he finishes speaking, he often moves into the "Blood Flower Forest" absent-mindedly.

A subtle moan came from the depths of the "Blood Flower Forest", intermittently, until morning, when the ghost disappeared, Mo Xie didn't ask Li Zhenzi, and Li Zhenzi didn't say. Mo Ye has been sitting at the entrance of the "Blood Flower Forest" since the day he came.

Clicking, dense thorns staggered rubbed out a little red star, and gusts of cool wind blew into the "Blood Flower Forest". A body with a broken holy body, scrambling to move out of the "Blood Flower Forest", leaving countless stinky blood stains on the wet black cornerstone.

Li Zhenzi moved to Mo Ye's side with a bone cane and glanced at Mo Ye who was stupid. "It's time to go, you have to get out sooner or later."

Oooo Li Zhenzi slowly moved past Mo Xie and bowed to break his back. Follow the slowly moving horde. Mo Xie slowly stood up, and with the faint light that shot into the "Blood Flower Forest", he moved his body, and a black hole appeared behind him.

Slowly stood up, knocked off the black thorns on his body, and staggered towards the "Blood Flower Forest" outsider, although Mo Ye bowed down, his hair was gently rubbing the thorns. The red glittering thorns contracted strangely.

Outside the "Blood Flower Forest", the rain curtain is like a white veil on the wings of a cicada, falling very thin and misty, very soft, like floating catkins, wisps and lingering. Mo Xie Li opened the sticky hair, and his eyes met the crystal pupils again.

For several years, every refining day. This red-colored danhua plant girl on her head will definitely arrive, and she will catch Mo Ye's "Blood Shadow Crystal" every time. Entering the War Shadow Crystal Platform, except for the remnant of the green-haired old planter who kept shouting, he shouted heartbreakingly. "Hit. Beat him up."

The Red Danhua Planter Nu did not use the slightest technique, and each time she gently twisted out a wisp of true qi from the Mo Ye Dan Sea, and after gently sending it into her nose, she sat cross-legged in the void and did not move. Mo Xie was stunned again and again with the "Danye Flower Shield" and stood stupidly for several hours.

The phantom of the green-haired old planter flew around in front of Mo Xie. Hoarse shouted. "Beat, beat him for me".

Shouting and clenching his fists. Flying and kicking, in front of Mo Ye's face, he grinned and shouted and scolded, until the end, he weakly squeezed his fist and said word by word. "Hit-, give-me-hit-blast-him-".

The jade-faced flower Rong Zhishi smiled and fled to the red Danhua Zhinu and bowed deeply. "If you want to be a friend, you can congratulate you, and I have received the order of the 'Broadway Society', which is the 'Blood Shadow Crystal' of this saint."

Yu Xun nodded slightly, took out a thousand leaf crystals from the planting bag, and put them in the hands of the jade-faced flower Rong Zhishi. "Thank you for taking care of you for many years."

"No, no". Yu Lin pushed his mouth up, and put Ye Jing into the planting bag with a smile. Turning around and grabbing it gently, the stunned Mo Ye stood beside him. "Little saint, you are really blessed to be a slave who wants to grow a child, and remember the service of a good life."

The corners of Mo Ye's mouth twitched, and he almost stopped crying. He looked back at Li Zhenzi, who waved his hand gently. Pulling the crying voice. "Li Shengyou, it's okay to go to the place where I sit and sit."

Lust glanced at Mo Xie. "Let's go"!

A flower-shaped cloud enveloped Mo Ye. In an instant, it disappeared into the rainline. Li Zhenzi stared at the sky in confusion, as if the sky had fallen, and the rain poured down overwhelmingly. "What does Mo Shengyou mean"?

A few days later, a shocking event occurred in the "Blood Flower Forest", hundreds of saints in the "Blood Flower Forest" fled overnight, and only one saint was captured, who was too big and stuck in the piercing cave of the defeated "Blood Flower Forest", and did not escape. The "Blood Flower Forest" forest owner wants to be shelved and dealt with strictly.

The sun is wisps, like a drizzle falling on the dreamy garland of moss, and the water of the pond reflects the shadow of the jade flower, sparkling and teasing the sun. The annular Danhua Yaomoss is not far away, a two-pillar Yaoyao moss occupies an area of several zhang, the green leaves on the Danhua are like yin, eight male flowers form a wreath, and the flowers bloom with five petals. The wreath is lined with small starry flowers, white as jade.

In an open space two feet wide in front of the moss. Dancing in the wind, six women dressed in green and dressed in flowers, a Danhua bloomed incomparably gorgeous, the flower eyes were like spring water, the clear waves were looking forward to the airspace, the fragrant jade was tender and beautiful than the flowers, and it was indescribably beautiful and elegant.

A glow of light came quickly, and a few flashes stopped on the danbao, and the red danhua shimmered with a red halo in the delicate sun. Glancing at the lineup in front of Dan Yao, the thin lips opened lightly, the corners of the mouth bent slightly upward, and there was a little smile. "Hua Nu, this is your home in the future".

Mo Ye, who was rolled in the green leaves, stretched his thin neck, and his knotted black hair was dinging. glanced at the fresh fragrance of the garden, and hummed expressionlessly.

His eyes twinkled like stars. Laughing and groaning, he fell in front of the moss. glanced at Mo Ye who pulled the old face. "If you want autumn, take the flower slave to take a bath, wash well, and go to the 'Broadway Club' tomorrow to recognize the crown."

A plant girl with a bright and tender skin approached Mo Ye in response, her delicate little hands blocking her snort. "Oops! stinks, picked up from there."

Mo Xie was depressed in his heart, and he planned to escape from the "Blood Flower Forest" tonight, and it was all in vain. He looked at the sky with blank eyes, and his face looked indifferent. didn't look at Yu Qiu at all.

"Hehe, plant master, the flower slave is really bullish"! Wanting Qiu's little face is stalked, with a small nose, and Mo Ye is fiercely white.

Shaking his head with a smile, after the "Broadway Club" is recognized tomorrow, it will naturally change. "If you want to do it, you go with it. Beware of the flower slaves, it is very profitable."

A little Danhua plant girl with a headdress reluctantly twisted to Mo Ye's side, and carried the curly flowers and leaves with Yuqiu, along the black cornerstone flower street, towards the circular Danhua Pond. After walking a few steps, I turned around and saw that I wanted to enter the moss, and the two plants looked at each other. "Go for it"!

As soon as the curly-shaped flowers and leaves were loosened, Mo Ye rolled countless times in the airspace, and with a bang, he fell into the icy pool, and a column of water gushed up, straight into the sky, spraying all kinds of flowers in an instant.

Mo Xie's tattered holy clothes, poof, poof, a few blows into pieces, turned into a cloud of smoke, and slowly drifted away into the distance. Mo Ye was so frightened that he wanted to hug in a group and cover his shame, the waves that rose in the air made Mo Ye's limbs dance wildly, and he turned his head in the air, and what was the shame to hide, so scared that Mo Xie screamed.

The beautiful flowers of Autumn are green and tender, giggling, stretching out a delicate hand to put on the arm of the desire, holding the stomach, and burying the face on the willow shoulder of the desire. I'm embarrassed.,Shyly blocking the flower pupils with gaps.。 With his head down, his fingertips flashed red, and the spherical light mask was covered outside the water column.

In the center of the Huantan Danhua moss, the green light flashed, and the old planter of the green hair danhua walked out slowly, and the three-toed green hair fan was gently swinging, and he saw that he was busy carrying the three-toed green hair fan behind him, with a majestic look. "Playing in the flower washing pond, what kind of system".

Wanting autumn and wanting to be frightened changed color, and he was busy kneeling in the airspace. "Ancestor, I want to bring back the flower slave with the plant, and I am washing my body."

"Oh, the little saint has brought", the eyes of the old planter of the rambutan flower turned red, and the shadow of the flower flashed, falling in front of the gray crystal cover of the "flower washing pool", and stretched out the three-toed green hair fan with a ghostly smile.

Slap, slap, slap. "Little saint, this is back in my hands, there is your good fruit to eat, beat, beat, beat in half."

Mo Ye was on the flying water, jumping, this time it was clean, the bronzed skin was flushed red, and he was still leaping in circles, his eyes rolled and he rolled his eyes, and he turned around, ahhhhhh

Tom! A thunderous roar, a thrilling rumble, rolling down, getting closer and closer, a thunderclap, the heavens and the earth were darkened, and the earth was so shattered that Mo Xie's ears were about to crack, and the gray airspace shattered like a clattering sound.

Soaring into the sky, stunned, Mo Ye fell into the pool, curled up with half of his body exposed, covered his ears, held his breath, and looked at the chaotic airspace in astonishment. A high-pitched, shrill cry curled around the airspace. "Hit, hit, hit in half".

Mo Ye's face suddenly turned green as if he was frightened, this voice was too familiar, and it was surrounded by his ears every month for a long time.

After a few sounds, the thunder stopped, and Mo Xie sat stupidly, stunned for a while, busy touching the holy bag in the water. A pink light and shadow stopped in the void. "The flower slave put on a plant suit and went to see the plant seed."

Mo Ye looked at the pink armor and pink cloak, and his eyes were pink. It took half an hour to put it on. The gray light of the airspace flashed, and the spatial light mask disappeared.

Ah! The eyes of the flower pupils who wanted to be autumn and wanted to be frightened were straight, and they couldn't help but scream. Staring at Mo Ye's face and looking at it, she lowered her head in shame. "Flower slave go".

Mo Xie took awkward steps and scolded in his heart. "What kind of broken armor, like a small-footed saintess".

Desire Qiu and Desire followed behind Mo Xie, watching Mo Xie stumble and thump, covering their mouths and smiling at each other.

Inside the ring-shaped green shadow pill flower leaf, the green-haired old planter stood in front of the door with gritted teeth. Grinning, the shaky fan was raised above his head. "The little saint finally let me see you". (To be continued......)