It seems that there is really no way to avoid it. Ling Xuanhan raised his forehead in his heart. After the last poisonous rain, the original vitality of Yumeixuan has turned into a gray color, which is very depressing. Ling Xuanhan is heartbroken.

It floated for a few times, and then with an effort to raise the dust, the former vitality reappeared.

However, this was only short-lived.

It has to be said that Bai Yangxue's medical skills can be said to be a master of rejuvenation, but his painting skills are much inferior. Although he has never seen Leng Yumo, Su Mengmeng also heard that the paintings are like this. If Leng Yumo is

After knowing it, I thought that I would immediately pull Long Wanchen and run away.

In one day, the carving was completed. Finally, with a whisk, the fairy power entered the eyes, like a finishing touch, a snow plum adorned the corner of the clothes, and Leng Yumo suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Su Mengmeng was sitting in the room drinking tea. After seeing him finish, she ran out excitedly and shouted: "Wow, weak plum blossom, you are great. This can be faked to be real."

Ling Xuanhan smiled at her compliment. Suddenly, his heart hurt, and he subconsciously covered his heart.

"Weak Plum Blossom, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

He quickly turned his back, covering up the frost on his hands, and then used his immortal power to suppress it. It was a coincidence that he originally practiced this frost-carving technique, but due to his own heart disease, he could not practice it to its peak.

, so once this magical technique is used, the hands will become frosty.

"Leng Yumo, I've finished it. Next, it's up to you."

"No problem, I'll take care of it."

Su Mengmeng patted her chest, not paying attention to the weakness in Ling Xuanhan's eyes. Then she ran down Yumeixuan.

Seeing Su Mengmeng leave, Ling Xuanhan's eyes suddenly darkened. Fortunately, he held the door frame and relaxed a lot. Then he looked at his own hands and murmured:

"Is this the price?"

Flowers were blooming in the mountains outside the city. Walking alone in this sea of ​​flowers, I suddenly felt that the fragrance of this sea of ​​flowers had the power to heal everything. Fortunately, I even waved my hand, and in an instant there was a light drizzle.

He laughed and said, this is not his style.

"Heart slave of heavy rain."

While concentrating, I heard the familiar voice behind me again. He turned around, and just like this, we looked at each other. The cool breeze blew, and the petals fell like snow and rain, or fell on the hair, or passed by.

at hand.

"Lord Jiu Qian Sheng."

He smiled very sweetly, and this smile was only for him, just like the hug that followed, which was warm even though it had been long gone, and the tears in the corners of his eyes fell down because of the extreme joy.

"Why are you here, sir?"

"I see you like standing here and looking at the flowers, so come and take a look," he looked at him. "If you like it, why don't I plant them in the backyard, so you don't have to come out to look at them."

"No need, sir, I like these flowers that bloom on the mountain outskirts. They don't have names but they are better than having names. I am also very happy if you can accompany me to look at them."

"Slave Rainstorm Heart," Jiu Qiansheng's face turned darker, "The gate to the underworld is about to open, we have to go back."

"Sir, I..."

Jiu Qiansheng walked by and picked a few flowers, then returned to him and said:

"That's it, just keep it as a souvenir."

The gate of hell is open, holding the king's hand to find the afterlife;

The remaining warmth on hand, who quietly pays attention;

A startling glance wipes away the tears on your pillow;

Frost and snow stain the temples, and a smile lasts forever;

Autumn leaves are flying red, and the years are long. I only miss you.

"Sir, are the flowers blooming in the mountains outside the city?"

When Su Mengmeng saw this, she immediately ran over, helped Chu Yuntao up, and then said to the farewell boy word by word:

"I am the city lord, who are you?"

"Double envoys, stop!"

When the fighting over there was getting more and more intense, they suddenly heard the boy's cry of farewell. They were distracted for a moment, allowing Qian Mengjun and Lou Qiyan to seize the gap. The two four-stringed sounds merged and struck heavily.

Fortunately, they were protected by the dragon scales on the heart, so even a killing move could be neutralized. This surprised the two senior fellow apprentices.

"My dear boy, what are you doing? We have one more move to kill you."

Feng Wuying came over and yelled at him.

The boy who was destined to die didn't care about him. He had his own plan. The two envoys were just tools for him to use. But right now, their value was more than that.

"I have ordered you to leave the boy. These two are double envoys. They have met the city lord."

When Su Mengmeng saw that they were covered in a demonic aura and their eyes were a bit fierce, she guessed their origins. However, he did not say anything first. After confirming that Chu Yuntao was not injured, Su Mengmeng half-smiled in his words.

road:

"Hell Flame Demon, you have invaded my abandoned spirit city, yet you are still pretending to be a gentleman here."

Mingbie Boy knew that Su Mengmeng could detect it, so he naturally had a backup plan in mind.

"Don't worry, City Lord, the Goddess of Destiny Flower is already our prisoner. If you really care, then kneel down and be bound, and follow us back to the Dark Abyss."

When Feng Wuying heard what he said, he was immediately confused. This Destiny Flower Goddess was clearly in the Immortal Clan, not in the Biluo Dark Abyss. However, Ji Wuying immediately stopped him, looked at him and shook his head.

.

"What did you say?"

Chu Yuntao was very shocked.

Su Mengmeng stopped him, and she understood a little bit. There was a hint of doubt in those strange eyes. According to the power of the Goddess of Destiny, these people were just like grass on the roadside, how could they be caught so easily?

go.

But...what if it's a trick?

"Su Mengmeng, what are you thinking about?"

Chu Yuntao asked him.

"It's nothing," Su Mengmeng glanced at him and said to the three of them: "I will go with you, but you must let Chu Yuntao and the others and my city residents go."

"Okay, I promise you."

The moment their eyes met, confusion and sneer collided, and then when Su Mengmeng turned around, he tapped the blade and unsheathed it instantly, leaving a bright red mark on Su Mengmeng's neck. Although he had already been prepared to avoid it,

However, the blade still penetrated five inches under the skin.

"Su Mengmeng!"

Chu Yuntao rushed over. The temperature was very high and he used his cultivation to stop the bleeding, but nothing worked. The moment Su Mengmeng fainted, he released the ink butterfly. The ink butterfly flashed fluorescent light and kept going with the message of crisis.

Go south and go straight to Banxue Tower.

"Quick...go..."

Su Mengmeng fainted before she could finish her words.

At this time, Weiqin's double slashing force and Yanmo's double envoys and Mingbie Boy were at a disadvantage because they were exhausted from the long battle.

The hands that plucked the strings gradually oozed blood, and the people behind them had the belief that they could not fall. Therefore, even if the strings were broken and blood was spilled, they would still stop them without hesitation.

"Junior sister!"

"Hmph! You're distracted."

The flying blade was ruthless, rushing towards Qian Mengjun at the speed of a meteor. However, at that moment, he suddenly saw flying snow all over the sky, and then the butterfly feathers were flying, and the killing move was released invisibly. The two envoys could not notice it in time, and their faces

There were a few blood stains left, and even the sleeves were cut open.
Chapter completed!