Half a month passed quickly, and Yan Ci and Han Bing were not in serious danger, but the things they experienced every day were not peaceful either.
After the previous battle, Han Bing's body seemed to gradually become weaker. Yan Ci was so anxious that she wished she could step out of the vast forest immediately to seek medical treatment and save her life.
Everywhere you walk is filled with the meaning of ancient vicissitudes, and the tangled green trees and ancient vines reveal mystery. The buds of the beautiful flowers are blooming, and the grass is swaying proudly. Domineering, cruel, docile and cowardly, all kinds of strange beasts emerge in endlessly, living in this wild land in the most bloody way.
After climbing over several mountains and wading through several rivers, we arrived at a quiet valley. The valley was filled with strange flowers. The millstone-like flowers were red and bright, passionate and unrestrained.
The stamens are bright yellow and curved into a strange sleeping baby shape. The flower branches are intertwined diagonally, forming a sea of scarlet.
Tropicana! It can quickly decompose animal bodies into fertile soil to promote growth. The flowering period is short and extremely difficult to pick. If used in large quantities, it is an excellent material for refining magic weapons. However, its medicinal effect is useless for the advancement of cultivation, so although the flowers are rare, But it's not a wonder.
Yan Ci suggested: "If this flower falls into the hands of the devil, it can be used to create a peerless magic weapon. It is better to burn it all with fire."
"It's better to leave it to fend for itself without causing any trouble." Han Bing shook his head and advised, "The Liyang flower is very precious in the eyes of people like Dahuangxu. This place is not considered remote but has not been picked. There must be another reason. "
Yan Ci said: "The trees are getting denser along the way. I think we are approaching the center of the ancient land, and no one has found this flower."
Han Bing smiled sweetly and said, "It's really rare not to be stunned by the elixir."
The breeze blew, and the baby in the petals seemed to move with the wind. The two of them felt more and more strange, so they immediately stopped delaying and circled far to the west before turning south.
A pine forest in front is crowned with emerald green. Under the mottled sunlight, the green grass is extremely charming, and clusters of wild flowers in the east and west are blooming charmingly.
A graceful beauty stands barefoot, wearing a blue lotus-leaf skirt with side-length lotus leaves. On her gently twisted Japanese temples, there is a lily flower that shines like clouds.
The figure under the engraved tube top is unusually plump, and almost everything is ready to come out. An emerald-colored Ruyi girdle is tied around the slender waist. Where the skirt floats, a pair of jade feet are about the same length, white and tender as frost.
She raised her head slightly, with a bright and seductive smile on her face. This mature and charming style aroused the most primitive desire in people's hearts.
Yan Ci was so confused that she almost wanted to fall into the endless tide of lust and embrace the beauty wildly in the misty pine waves.
What a peerless beauty! Yan Cizheng was a little wild in his imagination, and he received a sharp shock on his forehead. Han Bing stared at her beautiful eyes and said angrily: "Be careful, it's Liyang Hua Mei!"
A blush appeared on the beauty's face, and she said with a charming smile: "You two are late, so I have to wait for a long time." Her voice was like a lark singing gracefully, which made people's hearts melt.
Yan Ci was astonished and sighed: "What a pity that he has an unparalleled appearance, but he is actually a flower demon who specializes in bewitching people!"
Hua Mei didn't take it seriously and said with a sweet smile: "We are all living beings in the world, why should we be so clearly distinguished?"
While she was talking, she looked at Han Bing unscrupulously, and saw that this young woman had icy muscles and jade bones, and her beauty was as beautiful as spring plum blossoms piled with snow, and she looked graceful in a painting.
Hua Mei boasted that her appearance was as beautiful as the heavenly beauty, but she couldn't help but sincerely admire her: "How could there be such a flawless and lovely person in the world!"
There was a trace of anger in Han Bing's bright eyes like a deep pool, and he asked: "Fang Jia is blocking the road here, what do you want to do?" The witty words spit out pearls, like a trickle, with a pleasant sound, Hua Mei listened without reason. Give birth to a feeling of envy.
Looking at Han Bing's delicate body wrapped in a pure white spring shirt, she was blooming with an intoxicating youthful aura. A trace of obsession suddenly appeared in her beautiful face, and she suddenly asked: "I or this girl, who is more beautiful?"
Yan Ci was stunned. He looked blankly at Hua Mei, then at Han Bing, and said, "Spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, each has its own merits."
Han Bing glared at Yan Ci fiercely, but a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his lips.
Hua Mei's thoughts fluctuated. Human beings, the most blessed creatures in the world, seemed to be born to be able to tolerate the worship of all things. Even if they were transformed creatures with profound blessings like her, they still couldn't feel the slightest sense of superiority.
She sighed slightly in her heart, looked at Han Bing with expectant eyes, and suggested in a warm voice: "I live alone and lonely, how about you two staying here for a while?"
Foreign objects can take the form of infants, and the flower charm has a gentle tone, but no one knows what kind of medicine she sells in the gourd. If one person does not deal with it well, causing this monster to do cruel things, it will be over!
Yan Ci's thoughts changed quickly, and he forced a smile and said: "Beyond the ancient land, the soft red fragrant soil is a prosperous and prosperous age. If seniors feel lonely, why not go to the source of the stars and live together, it will be a good thing."
Hua Mei said with a slight displeasure: "There are countless schemes and scheming outside the mountain, and there is no concealment of the wolf smoke. How can you be as free and unrestrained as here!"
Just as Yan Ci was about to say more, Hua Mei said again: "Your Excellency, you can go on your own, but this girl must stay."
Yan Ci asked curiously: "Senior, why did you leave her here?"
The flower charm smiled and said: "This girl is shy of the moon, so she can serve as my concubine."
Han Bing's beautiful face changed suddenly when she heard this, and she said angrily: "What a shameless witch, talking nonsense!"
Hua Mei said sternly: "I despise the dirty men, but prefer the graceful women. Why should I be ashamed?"
Yan Ci was stunned. It was truly a strange thing in the world that this elegant beauty actually liked women.
He couldn't help laughing and said to Han Bing: "Before, you were still obsessed with the fox beauty, but now you are thinking of a more beautiful and enchanting beauty. You are really lucky!"
Han Bing's face turned red and she was so ridiculed that she could not speak. She suddenly raised her Beiluan sword and said, "First of all, let's see how powerful this witch is. How dare she make such nonsense."
The little girl had her beard stroked, so she stepped forward to challenge him with all her might. The Beiluan Sword was full of green light, and countless slender sword rays shot out to stab the flower charm.
Yan Ci saw this and responded from the side, striking with both hands, and the three cold moon blades also rolled away like lightning.
The rain-like sword light confused his eyes.
Hua Mei smiled calmly and said: "It's a small trick." Yuzu paused lightly, and a round of emerald green light was released all over her body, as if the spring breeze turned into rain. The dense sword light suddenly disappeared, and only three moon blades suddenly grew larger and smaller, surrounding The flower charm is hovering.
Yan Ci and Han Bing had already used a move to steal the wind and waves and turned around to escape. When Hua Mei saw this, she said in shock: "How reckless!" He jumped up and wanted to chase, but suddenly saw that the moon blade was slightly blurred, and in an instant it split into thousands of blades of light. Come......
Two figures as fast as the wind cut across the sky. Yan Ci hurriedly flapped his pheasant wings to escape, and Hua Mei broke through the sword light with every movement of her hands and feet, making the two of them unable to fight anymore.
Only then did Yan Ci understand the absolute strength of the Huaying cultivator. Compared with his own three-legged cat skills, there were countless insurmountable gaps between him.
In the old Ghost Dance Village, Mrs. Hongwei died tragically under the beak of Qingluan without any chance of fighting back, which gave Yan Ci the illusion that the Infant Transformation Monk was nothing more than this. Compared to this monster today, Mrs. Hongwei is like a baby who has not yet been weaned. In terms of momentum alone, even if the Qingluan Bird had the upper hand, it would never be able to compete with this monster.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind blowing behind him. Yan Ci tightened his collar and was picked up and thrown out.
Suddenly he flew dozens of feet away and sat down on a branch of a tree, unable to move at all.
Hua Mei sacrificed a piece of plain brocade and tied up Han Bing's hands and feet easily. She moved closer with lotus steps and touched Han Bing's rosy cheeks with pity. She smiled sweetly and said, "Xiao Nizi is full of tricks and tricks. rude."
Han Bing couldn't use his magic power, and his face turned pale with anger. His red lips were trembling, but he couldn't curse a word.
Hua Mei tilted her head and muttered to herself: "You are quite familiar with this young boy. How about leaving him to fend for himself?"
Han Bing was wet with tears, Hua Mei smiled like a cunning fox, and said leisurely: "If you are willing to stay with me, I will spare his life."
Han Bing was the one in Tongchenyuan's palm. She had never been ridiculed like this before. She couldn't hold back the burning anger in her eyes, but she was helpless.
Then I heard Hua Mei say softly: "It seems that you two have a close friendship. It's better for me to protect him for a while than to make you hate me." After saying this, Han Bing felt sleepy as he flicked his sleeves. , leisurely fell asleep.
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There is the sound of silk and bamboo in my ears, gentle and melodious, as slow as the wind and rain, flowers blooming and falling, and as fast as the violent waves, clouds and snow.
Han Bing suddenly opened his eyes, and the bright red curtain came into view, with a tassel gently shaking.
The vermilion brocade quilt is soft and silky, the red sandalwood bed is exquisite and stable, there are green and jade pillows, an emerald inlaid dressing table, a bright mirror for dressing, porcelain bottles, treasures, and pearls and jade.
The interior is covered with warm-colored wallpaper, inlaid with pearls to make it even more majestic. The walls are hung with finely embroidered brocades, and the pictures of erotic palace patterns of women embracing each other are lifelike. The gilt lintels set off red palace lanterns, which look like joy. house.
The Han Bing phoenix crowned with Xia Pei in the mirror is more beautiful than the begonia and more beautiful than the flowers. She is clearly dressed as a bride.
She was so angry that her hands and feet were cold, and she wanted to tear the Xia clothes into thousands of pieces. Suddenly I heard a voice saying: "Don't get so angry that you get so angry." The words contained Quanquan's caring feelings.
The sun is shining brightly outside the window, flowers and trees are combing the comb, and a group of pink and jade-carved Liyang little demons are singing casually while embracing the harp, harp, and pipa. Hua Mei bit her lip and looked out the window, her expression a little shy but also a little proud.
Han Bing frowned and said angrily: "What a shameless woman!"
Hua Mei came in through the window and moaned: "What a beauty, she is so cute even when she is angry."
She looked at Han Bing's exquisite figure infatuatedly, with a trace of lust in her eyes, and suddenly said: "With ice-attribute spiritual roots and a Yanyang body, it will be difficult to move forward on the road of cultivation, right?"
Han Bingfang was startled, and Hua Mei slowly said: "I haven't seen Yin Ying grass or even Yin things in this place for a hundred years. You are so blessed that you are lucky enough to take one."
Han Bing said in astonishment: "How do you know?"
"My body is the spirit of grass and trees. Even the smell of strange grass cannot escape my eyes." Hua Mei said, "However, it is difficult for a single yang to grow, and a single yin does not last long. It can take as short as a month or as long as half a year. The body of Yanyang will inevitably Awakening puts your life at risk."
Han Bing's face was calm when she heard this, and she seemed to have a clear understanding of life and death.
