The change in the beautiful saintess behind him, the black-haired saint didn't have time to pay attention to it, his heart was completely sunk in the crystal shaft,

Swarthy, watery, and sparkling with a single eyelid, silently watching, staring. For a long time, for a long time, ....... A smile slowly bloomed on his face again, a smile of joy, a smile of excitement, a smile of understanding.

The hands danced again, each movement with a little excitement, kept pursing their mouths, and sometimes holding their hands in front of their chests and shaking tightly twice.

Lu Yu's trembling eyelashes, slightly open her delicate lips, her eyes that gradually became blurry kept contracting, swallowing the fragrance, her body kept squirming, and her snow-white skin became a little pink, revealing an alluring red light. She was struggling, forbearing, resisting, tangled in the intricate state of mind in the brewing of the storm.

The naked black-haired saint glared violently, stared at the stone table with cold star-like eyes, bit his lip tightly, and muttered. "How can there be a lack of a medicinal essence".

The ghostly one more glance and slapped his head sharply. scolded loudly, "The dog's head, I really don't have a kind of medicinal essence."

The naked black-haired saint priest waved his hand, and a robe appeared in his hand, which he hurriedly put on his body, grabbed the holy bag beside him, and tied it around his waist. Raised his head violently. Seeing Lu Yu's crimson face and longing gaze.

Hehe laughed, "Little baby, hold on, I'll go out of the mountain first, and I'll help you go to the fire when I come back, hahaha."

The obscene sound of the black-haired saint's maniacal laughter was gone. Imaike's hand, which was lying beside the black-haired saint, slowly loosened, and a green spar appeared in his hand. Imike was still lying quietly, with an imperceptible smile on his face.

This is a ray of early morning sunshine, the evil chicken medicine mountain slowly opened its first awakening eyes in the glow, the steep mountain rock in the green and green, floating in the milky white clouds, gently dancing posture, sending the night cold. Greet the sunrise of the sun.

In a towering peak, between the steep cliffs, a purple butterfly swayed with the cool wind against the background of green grass and flowers, dancing like a naughty girl swinging on the cliff.

Looking closely at this purple butterfly, it is really a beautiful and shocking woman, with flowing hair, long eyelashes, and tight armor all drenched with a layer of condensation, and a few drops of water condensed to the soles of white combat boots. Rolling back and forth, once two drops meet, they will fall flutteringly and fall into an unknown low tree. There are not many dwarf trees, and there are two stars in twos, one, one, one clump, one clump. The green onion is white and gray, and it is covered with a dark valley floor.

This beautiful woman, who was drenched in the dew of the deep cold of the mountain stream, swayed leisurely. A condensing purple jade arm stretched out towards the dragon. It was as if he was grasping something, and that thing was a little hard and motionless, and it was a little incongruous with the beautiful figure that fluttered.

Suddenly. Stretched out in the air, it seemed to grasp but not grasp, and a white condensation point on the back of the hand began to expand outward. That condensation point grew bigger and bigger, from one point to a butterfly, a white butterfly, as beautiful as the white butterfly flower on Evil Chicken Mountain. Dancing wings, little by little, until the butterfly shadow the size of the back of the hand.

Then, the purple arm, the purple slowly faded, and then the purple of the whole body faded, and the hand with a few blood spots hanging in the air first showed snow-white skin, white and tender almost transparent.

Soon, the pieces of ice muscle and jade bones became as powdery as snow, and all the purple eyes condensed into the air like a demon, and turned into a white butterfly like a soul. The white butterflies slowly change.

The body fluttering in the air suddenly stirred up. Shui Lingling's eyes opened, and a brilliant and flawless magic wave shot out from her beautiful eyes, looking around at the surrounding scenery with a hint of puzzlement and confusion.

I was stabbed by the evil chicken grass just now, and I felt that I woke up in a flicker, how could I be hanging on this cliff.

Bai Juan stood in the air with his eyes and looked at his hand with a few red dots, the red dots had faded, and they were about to disappear. Bai Juan moved his right hand, and the medicine hoe in his hand was stuck in the crack of the rock.

Bai Juan looked at the not deep mountain stream under his feet, and looked up at the misty Evil Chicken Mountain. I immediately understood that it was this medicine hoe that saved me, and if it wasn't for the medicine hoe, I would have fallen out of my body even if I was wearing a battle armor.

"Ah" a purple velvet flower, into the eyes of the white trickle, pieces of green leaves opposite, oval, pinnate split, with shallow lobes and oblique thorns, under the leaves densely covered with white wool hair. Leaf stems lanceolate, tubular purple flowers. "Evil Chicken Grass" Bai Juan exclaimed.

The confusion just now disappeared, and he didn't have the heart to think about what he was doing here, where did Lu Yu go. I couldn't close my mouth with excitement. Stretching out his left hand, he jerked it back again. I looked at the red dot that disappeared on my right hand. He smiled self-deprecatingly. scolded himself softly. "No memory".

With his left hand, he took out the Green Devouring Stone from the sacred bag, looked at the Green Devouring Stone, and then looked at the Evil Chicken Grass. His eyes fell on a round hole in the medicine hoe in his right hand, and he took the green devouring stone and measured it, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Bai Juan stretched the medicine hoe to the evil chicken grass. After a little sucking, the grass wilted. Bai Juan hurriedly took back the medicine hoe and put away the evil chicken medicine crystal.

With a click, Bai Juan shoveled away the yellow evil chicken grass with a medicinal hoe.

Sure enough, a small grass with the width of an index finger, long and flat, green and verdant, like garlic leaves, appeared in front of Bai Juan's eyes. The flower stems drawn from the green leaves bloom a cluster of white flowers, not as delicate and colorful as pear blossoms, but also white and pure, three or five flowers are clustered in the branches, exuding an elegant fragrance.

"Decisive Grass", Bai Juan looked at the cluster of white flowers tenderly, her cheeks flushed with excitement, as if an amorous girl looked at her beloved lover, so focused, so affectionate. The tenderness in the eyes and the smile on the lips are like a bride at a wedding.

Bai Juan took out the green devouring stone, put it on the small round hole, and slowly stretched it out to the Decisive Grass. There was a fine sucking, the beautiful grass wilted, and Bai Juan let out a small sigh. Gently retract the medicine hoe and put both the deciding medicine essence and the medicine hoe into the holy bag.

Bai Juan clapped his hands excitedly and looked around at the dim mountain stream. It's hard to tell whether it's morning or noon. The sunlight was blocked by the dark green mountains, and no amount of scorching sunlight could penetrate the layers of green mist. It was a haze in front of me, and low, thick trees loomed in the dimness. Like a mysterious castle, it has an eerie atmosphere.

Bai Juan wrinkled the fine willow, took out the Huicheng Crystal, and was about to crush it.

The whole body is energized. Bai Juan looked at a dark mountain stream, "What sound, so desolate, so hot, so helpless, so familiar."

Bai Juan was stunned for a moment, his mind kept playing question marks one by one, and without thinking about it again, he disappeared.

The dim cave is still so eerie and terrifying. The yin wind was a little raging, blowing two faces with different expressions.

A face with a somewhat sinister smile, a face that kept trembling, a gaze full of hatred, squeaky gritted fine teeth, a spooming hand clutched a pointed stone, grinning as if to say something.

"Sister, don't blame me, I just want to live, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, in order to live, I have endured humiliation here for fifty-one days. You are coming, he wants to kill me, so you must die, don't blame me, I have not killed anyone, I have not killed anyone." Said the eyes that burned with hatred, and shed two streams of crystal tears.

Lu Yu's beautiful face was covered with a blushing lewd smile, and his eyes were sprayed with flames of fierce desire...... Not...... Well...... Well...... Yes...... , Ah, it made a heart-wrenching, fiery and bewitching cry. The loose hair kept swaying from side to side, trying to lean back the graceful white jade neck, and the angry jade peak rose and fell violently.

Lu Yu had no sense of what was going to happen in front of her, and she was immersed in the thirst and fantasy of desire. The delicate body trembled, bursts of illusion and confusion, as if a hand was constantly soothing, her body was delicate and soft, and her pretty nose was snorting hot air and making a rapid gasping sound. A trace of electric hemp-like pleasure gradually turned from weak to strong, eroding the divine consciousness in the heart and mind. Lu Yu can no longer control the lustful waves in her mind, she can no longer control the embarrassing reactions in her body, and her heart has no sense of resistance, give her a knife now, she will also be ruthless and insert it into her heart.

Jinchi's tears still slowly flowed down her face, big teardrops, crackling out, fell, dripping on the smooth and smooth jade peak, without a trace of stopping the flow to the flat lower abdomen.

Flowing, flowing her face became strangely sad and painful, as cold as severe ice, Mu Na looked at the pointed stone in his hand. The tearful eyes shone like a beast.

"You really don't blame me, you really have to die, if you don't die, I have to die, so you have to die". I don't know how many times Imaichi said these words, she repeated them over and over again, and made a decision one at a time.

Every time he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, lifted the pointed stone high, and put down the stone tremblingly in a whining cry. She was afraid of death, she was really scared soon, but she didn't have the courage to end someone else's life.

Imaike's mouth trembled in pain, and tears flowed well. The whole body shook like chaff. Holding the pointed stone, he sat weakly on the ground, pounding the sand hard, and crying frantically.

"Sister, you really have to die, you really have to die". Heart-rending cries and a desolate state of mind made this gloomy cave whimper.

Poked the fountain of tears and communicated with the snot, whimpering and crying, and the tears wet the fine sand under him. His eyes were swollen like peaches from crying.

A white embroidered handkerchief reached out in front of her.

"Smack" Jinchi slapped it casually, and shouted wow: "Leave me alone, let me cry, let me cry." After speaking, he covered his face and cried. (To be continued......)