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Chapter 194: Ananda Mu Xin (2)

Women are already interested in strange little animals, not to mention that the two beautiful women of Fengli are obvious to all, and it is not surprising that they love them in their hearts.

Unable to resist their questioning, the fat man had to tell Feng Li's story, and he did not reveal a word of the story from the meeting.

Fatty people don't know how to tell stories, all events are straightforward. Even so, the bizarre experience still makes them impressed

Xingyu is convinced, and his admiration for the fat man is a little more

Xiaoyixian is an expert, so he can naturally hear the tricks. He can find Fengli in Qingcheng Mountain, which is enough to let the bull's nose drink a pot. This is like finding gold bricks in beggar's pillow. It's ridiculous that beggar sleeps with gold nuggets every day and endures hunger. The head of Qingcheng is still worried about rushing into the Nascent Soul. If Wang Hao rushed to Qingcheng Mountain by chance, he needed knowledge and experience. He wanted to get Fengli alone under the noses of a cultivator. What he needed is not only skills, but also extraordinary wit from time to time.

As for the conflict between one person and one beast, she can only joke about the fat man being stingy, but if she lost three pills, she might be even more angry than the fat man.

"It's a blessing to have a lost horse. Fengli is a spiritual animal. Of course, she doesn't want to be controlled by others. However, it will remember your benefits. Maybe she will wander outside for a while and will return to your side." As she was speaking, Zhuo Yue suddenly frowned and said, "There is demonic" expression, but she couldn't see panic, but she looked mostly disgusted. If there was no demon clan, the wilderness would be a happy land.

After he reminded him, after half a minute, a black spot appeared in the distance, but it was as fast as a shockingly fast. In a moment, it swept into the eyes. It looked like a gray mouse, but it was about the same size as a calf. It was covered with smooth scales and faintly shone with metallic luster. The pupils emitted a cold green light. The face was as ferocious as the face was, and there was a pair of wings growing behind the monster. It looked like a beetle demon tribe that had been cultivated into a human form for thousands of years. Most of them did not have the ability to control swords, unless they had wings themselves, they could only rely on running or jumping for a long distance.

Before Xingyu could see it, an ice sword shot out, and the surface of the monster was accurately shot. The monster suddenly had a layer of orchid color, and its body fell from the air like a stone.

"Pu" the monster fell on the exposed rock, but it did not split into pieces, but destroyed its wings, with fierce light shot out from its eyes, and its limbs were still struggling with difficulty.

"Rat Demon" fat man used his feet to twitch the monster's body, and then gave a correct answer

"It looks scary." Women don't like ugly things by nature, so Xingyu hides far away, and even Zhuoyue lacks interest.

"Let me tell you a common sense. Animals usually covered with armor are not very fierce in nature. They are herbivorous animals' beautiful armor. The main function of the most vicious animal is to protect. As long as a truly fierce animal has good teeth, a pair of sharp claws is enough to speak. Wang Hao had already summoned the flying sword neatly, and there was no time to explain. He lifted her up the flying sword with one hand. The crack of the sky broke through the sky and Zhuo Yue followed him. The rainbow pulled out a gorgeous arc in the sky on the plateau.

No need to discuss, two flying swords rushed to the west at the same time

Xingyu came back to his senses after a while and asked the fat man: "Don't we dare not use flying swords in the realm of the demon race? Why are we afraid of that monster? You seem to say it is a graze."

"At this time, there is no change in things. When did I say it eats grass? Don't say you don't know what mice eat? Weak animals also have a commonality that likes to gather together in groups, and groups of mice eat everything, and they will never be full."

Zhuo Yue walked side by side with his sword and said with a smile: "Even if the rats become monsters, they like to form groups. The one who just knocked down is just a way out. You can see the reason behind you."

In the sky, the dust rolled up blurred the vision. Because the distance was too far, I couldn't see the specific situation clearly, and I could only see a covered gray area.

Even if the cultivator's ability is strong, it is not enough to resist so many rat demons. No wonder the fat man ran away without saying a word.

Although Xingyu is not timid, his scalp is still a little numb, so he took the opportunity to stick to the fat man and murmured, "All these mice are demons?" Demons are rare things, so they have never heard of them in groups, no wonder she is curious.

"It's not surprising that rats become spirits, and there are no more people. The folk proverb says that there are thousands of pounds of rats but no thousand pounds of oxes, and the lifespan of rats is roughly two to three years, and no matter what, it's less than a thousand pounds. So the rat demons they saw are basically the same as Xuanmen. They like to form gangs. Once the Rat King becomes a monster, they will help the little rats. So whether it's a monster or Xuanmen, they are all in a nest." Wang Hao was talking loudly, and suddenly realized that Zhuo Yue's eyes were not good, and he quickly stopped tactfully.

Having said that, there must be a reason for the rat group to become a monster. The Rat King has no ability to make the rat group become a monster. Maybe it has occupied some treasure. The fat man smelled the treasure again.

As the fat man judged, the three of them were watching swords all the way, and within two hours, they saw an ancient tree from afar.

Everything around hundreds of meters turned into coke. The debris of Momo were scattered on the ground, but the only authoritarian tree was broken by thunder. The remaining branches were still standing, like huge claws supporting the sky, looking a little hideous and desolate

The three of them lowered the flying sword and carefully investigated it. The breaking point was like a knife and axe chopping. The scorched earth under their feet was enough to show that Wang Hao hit the trunk of the locust tree hard at that time, and it was a little harder than the fine steel that had been tempered for thousands of times. Ordinary flying swords were destined to be unable to hurt it at all.

Zhuo Yue stroked the rough tree trunk, unable to help but touch the scene and said, "The branches are still complete, and the locust tree spirit must have almost survived the thunder tribulation, but in the last thunder strike, the ancient tree that was ridden by a group of demons for five thousand years could not withstand the heavenly tribulation, let alone the cultivator with a physical body, there are not enough people who can successfully overcome the tribulation."

"I can't see that the fairy has the heart of a deputy Bodhisattva. No wonder she can become friends with the Living Buddha Kangding. Isn't the Lotus Tree Spirit also a demon? It's no different from the Demon Wolf King. It's important to find Ananda Muxin. It's troublesome to let the rats catch up with you." The three of them did not throw the demon rats all the way. If they stopped, they would be caught up in only half an hour at most.

Zhuo Yue nodded and said, "From you see where Ananda Mu's heart is?"

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a little pain when he knocked on the hard trunks, and said depressedly: "It should be inside the trunk." Although most of the locust tree was cut off by thunder, the rest can be described as towering. This is only the part exposed to the surface. It may be difficult to bury the roots of the tree underground. It is quite difficult to lift the roots of the tree. It is a fantasy to move the whole plant away, but I'm afraid that even the little doctor immortal does not have the ability to fly. You know, it's extremely difficult to carry a person with a sword. Who can hold the whole tree away?

But the trunk of the locust tree is extremely hard and it is not easy to start in a short time. Moreover, the rats and others are chasing behind them, and they will arrive in a moment, which will be tricky at that time.

Zhuo Yue asked with a smile: "Oh, then what method do you have to take it out?" Although the man was the one who took action, Zhuo Yue was a fairy from the Xuanmen, the third in the expert list. At this moment, she deliberately pretended to be a little woman, and pushed the problem to the fat man. It was obviously a suspicion of pretending to be young.

In terms of cultivation, the fat man is far from Zhuo Yue, but he can come up with a plan. This is where she admires the fat man. Her cultivation is limited and she grows with time, but her talent and wit are irreplaceable. Everyone is unique.

Isn't it a kind of honor to make the little medical immortal rely on? The fat man couldn't help but be intoxicated, but he refused to fall into the trap and said modestly: "How can I do anything? I don't know what good strategy does the fairy have? I just put in my strength." As he spoke, his sleeves were rolled up, and he deliberately pulled open his shirt and leaked his chest muscles. Is it fatter or can you see the outline?

Xiao Yixian frowned and said, "If you use brute force, it's not your turn. It's not difficult for me to cut open the locust tree with my cultivation, but it takes time, I'm afraid it will take several weeks. Not to mention that the rat demon behind me is not waiting, the demon king will be alarmed by then. I know you must have a way to keep it from being kept in a silence."

Even if you can wait, how could the fat man be willing to let the fairy chop firewood? He hurriedly said, "I'll figure out a way? You guys can rest for a while." As he spoke, he fell into thought.

The rat group was moving much faster than expected, because they were just cruising on the grassland at first and had no definite purpose, so they were not in a hurry to go, but they were chasing everyone. Naturally, they increased their marching degree. In a short time, the ground had already vibrated.

After a while, Wang Haoji said thoughtfully: "Can you lend me the ice silk for use?"

Before he could finish his words, Zhuo Yue had already taken the ice silk on his hand and refined it into a magic weapon again. One end of the silk was fixed on the flying sword and the flying sword was only the size of a palm. It was simple and simple. There was an original hole at the tail, which was specially left to fix the ice silk and tied to a bracelet with metal texture. The bracelet was also a feeling shape, and it was completely a pair with the flying sword. It was worn on Zhuo Yue's white wrist.

"I mean I want you to help, wrap the locust tree with ice silk, including the ground, I hope it's time to go." Wang Hao seemed to be still thinking, because he didn't have much confidence

"As you said," Zhuo Yue controlled the flying sword to shuttle back and forth around the tree trunk, and at the same time guessed the fat man's method. The space was what the space was. It turned out that the function of the flying sword was like a needle, leading the ice silk to penetrate everywhere, and in a short time, it entangled the trunks on the surface of the earth.

"Ding" the flying sword suddenly changed direction and drilled into the soil. It was easier than inserting into tofu, but Zhuo Yue was not satisfied because the soil around the locust tree was particularly hard, like a rock that was integrated.

This job is not difficult. Zhuo Yue joked with the fat man when she was controlling the sword: "Don't ask me to pull up the whole tree, I don't have the ability."
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