In the dark, Zheng Wan seemed to hear Cui Wang calling her, and looked back subconsciously, but only saw a stretch of endless greenery, and the sound of "Wan Wan" seemed to be an illusion produced when the wind passed through the grassland.
In spring, the grass is green and the flowers are blooming.
The breeze is blowing, and the tip of the nose can smell the fragrance of the soil. The scenery is so beautiful that people can't help but ignore the hidden murderous intent.
"Be careful!"
Shuyuan Xin pulled her with his hands, and the two changed positions.
It took Zheng Wan a while to realize that there was a green vine as thick as an arm growing where she was standing just now, and the vine was covered with small pink and white flowers.
She remembered a volume of strange herbs she had seen in the Scripture Library:
"Life-eating vine?"
"good eyesight."
The Life-eating Vine has not appeared in Xuancang Realm for many years.
It hides in the dark all the year round, and the grass is its best protective color. It is extremely concealed, and the soul consciousness cannot detect it at all, making it impossible for people to guard against it.
Once touched by it, the life-eating vine will bind the person tightly like a pitcher plant, and the small flowers on the vine will also release a gas at the same time. The inside will fall into sleep and become the belly of the life-eating vine.
At a glance, it is all green grass, no one knows how many vines are hiding under the grass.
Shuyuan's face was solemn, and he took out a compass from the storage bag, and the golden pointer in the compass made a "buzzing" sound:
"Jin Kemu, we need to find the Ruijin Killing Eye as soon as possible, you... can you still hold on?"
He hesitated to speak and glanced at Zheng Wan's bare feet. The accident happened too fast, and she had no time to treat the wound. The blood blisters and scabs were more serious than before. At first glance, it looked like toad skin, which made people feel uncomfortable. It's raw to see.
Zheng Wan hid her bare feet in the green grass, she seemed a little embarrassed to be seen in such a state of embarrassment:
"It's okay, hurry up."
"Walk."
This time, the book is far from staying strong, and the Jade Realm cultivation base is fully opened, the person has been shot out, and the light blue magic robe is rattling by the wind.
Zheng Wan almost had to use all her strength to keep up with him, but considering the past of the son of the former city lord, it is not difficult to understand that there is something special about him.
Life-eating vines are almost everywhere.
However, after walking a short distance of tens of feet, there are already many dangers, especially since she has to do her best to escort Shuyuan who is holding a compass...
"careful!"
Zheng Wan raised her hand and used two ice arrows, knocking down the life-eating vines on both sides. The ice concealment swept across the grass, and when she landed, she was unsteady, thinking "not good," Shuyuan had already stopped her in front of you.
Hearing only a "hum", Shuyuan's body arched suddenly, and was hit by the life-eating vine on the back, the vine quickly produced countless sharp barbs, hooking him, and the small pink and white flowers fluttered in the wind. Trembling, a faint fragrance filled the air.
"Go!"
Zheng Wan was pushed away by Shuyuan, turned around to look, but saw Shuyuan showing her a sweet smile, he said in relief, "Zheng Wan, next, I'm afraid it will be up to you."
The thin body of the young monk was caught by the vine net, and he was quickly dragged to the ground.
… no.
Zheng Wan's thoughts moved slightly, and a white colored glass bead suddenly appeared in her palm. She stretched out her hand and threw it, and the glass bead swelled when it hit the ground, and a white sword glow burst out and chopped at the root of the vine.
"boom-"
The exploding green debris flew all over the sky, and the sky and the earth dripped green.
Taking advantage of the situation, Zheng Wan grabbed Shuyuan and pulled him out, leading him quickly away from the exploding area.
Shuyuan squinted his eyes and looked back, the familiar and terrifying power...
"The sword pill of Zhenjun Liwei."
He used an affirmative tone, "The power is so powerful."
Sword pills are things made by sword cultivators injecting their own sword energy into sword beads. Generally speaking, they are less than one hundredth of the strength of sword cultivators themselves. However, making sword pills requires a lot of energy and effort. For someone who is very close to him, Jianxiu doesn't even bother to bother with it.
"how much do you have?"
"Not many, ten."
Zheng Wan recalled the situation when she got the sword pill.
At that time she came to the Xiyu Mountain camp for the first time, and the two spent the night peacefully. When she left, he threw these sword pills into her arms, with an understatement on his face, which she interpreted as: these The glass beads give you some bounce.
She pursed her lips and said:
"Now that one is used, there are nine left."
"pity… "
Shuyuan smiled, and said with a meaningless face: "Zhen Zhenren, just put me down, relying on these sword pills, you might be able to survive until Zhenjun Liwei comes to save me."
"No." Zheng Wan doesn't like to owe people, especially this person is just protecting her from disasters. Although she is selfish, she is not such an ignorant person. "I don't know anything about the formation. If the sword pill is used up, why won't he come?"
Shuyuan stuffed a elixir into his mouth, feeling that the numbness in his body was suppressed a bit, looked at the compass, and pointed in a direction:
"To the east."
Zheng Wan led him all the way, using the Ice Concealment Technique to rush forward, and consumed three more sword pills before reaching Shuyuan's so-called sharp gold killing eye.
But at this time, the vines were no longer the only ones, and the shadows of flowers were floating all over the sky. The flowers and leaves were like steel knives, and the robes of the two of them had been cut into rags, with bloody cuts all over their bodies.
Zheng Wan only felt that she was being backlashed by the technique of falling leaves and flying flowers, and she couldn't help shivering from the pain.
"Really, please help me out."
Shuyuan glanced at the sky, grabbed a handful of formation flags, stepped on the seven stars, and began to set up the formation. After the formation was completed, Zheng Wan had almost become a bloody man, "The formation is completed!"
Zheng Wan couldn't hold it any longer, she just lay down on the ground and sighed:
"It's so difficult..."
Shuyuan also staggered and sat on the ground. The young cultivator had an unusually peaceful expression. He glanced at the sky and saw pink, purple, and carmine petals fluttering one after another, as if someone had rained flowers from the sky. He narrowed his eyes:
"gorgeous… "
"I haven't seen such a beautiful view for many years."
He looked at it fascinated, and seemed to start talking suddenly, "My aunt loves flowers, so Aye circled a flower garden in the city lord's mansion. The flower garden is full of rare and precious flowers he found in various places, colorful, Extremely Beautiful."
"It seems that you, Aye, Auntie, must have a very good relationship."
Shuyuan bent the corner of his mouth:
"is very good."
"I, Aye, died looking for flowers for her..." He smiled gently and softly, his eyes were like the clearest spring water in the world, "So, my aunt can't afford to be sick anymore..."
Zheng Wan pursed her lips and thought of something, she stopped lying down, turned over and sat up, stuffed a healing elixir into her mouth, and looked at the rain of flowers all over the sky:
"It's still the same as before in the summer time, you put it aside and come in."
"good."
Shuyuan glanced at her with a smile, and when the next round of flower rain came, he manipulated the formation and let it in.
The two struggled through spring and autumn, and finally fell into winter.
The ten sword pills have all been used up, the pill pills and talismans have been used up, and the two of them have run out of ammunition and food, and have entered a land where mountains and rivers are exhausted.
In this vast wilderness, there is a piece of snow, and there is ice as hard as iron everywhere. Although monks are not afraid of heat and cold, when the cold is close to the extreme, they are invincible.
The blood in the body will be frozen and flow slowly and slowly until finally...
Become a lump of ice.
Zheng Wan dragged Shuyuan and moved forward step by step. Just now, Shuyuan blocked a fatal wound from the wasteland snow beast for her.
The gust of wind was like a knife's edge, falling on the person's body, causing bone-piercing pain.
"Really Zheng, put me down."
Shuyuan looked forward, the lotus-colored robe on the slim and graceful woman could no longer see its original color, but even the rags couldn't conceal the beauty of the city in the ice and snow.
She dragged him step by step, moved forward slowly, never uttered a cry of pain, and separated from the white-robed swordsman, she became the hardest seed in the world.
This kind of seed is sprouting and breaking through the ground, but because of its magnificent and soft outer skin, people ignore her tough core.
Shuyuan casually thought, this person is really the complete opposite of his aunt.
Zheng Wan turned her head, thought for a while, and took the grasshopper he gave her from the storage pouch. The white and slender fingers couldn't see the original appearance, and there were countless small wounds. The flesh and blood were turned out, and they were no longer beautiful:
"Take it away."
She said, "Your brother is still waiting at your house, and I want to go back too."
"If it's for the grace of saving my life just now, it's unnecessary."
Shuyuan said lightly, even though a puppet body is destroyed, his real self's cultivation base will drop by one level, but it will not take more than ten years of effort to repair it back.
"Of course it's for your life-saving grace."
Zheng Wan smiled and said, she still remembers that when the wilderness snow beast came rushing, Shuyuan threw herself on her body and blocked the shock of the bite for her. , she's not a hard-hearted person, but—
"Shu Zhenren, do you like me?"
Her tone was firm.
The gust of wind was like a knife's edge, falling on the person's body, causing waves of bone-piercing pain.
Shuyuan smiled and narrowed his eyes:
"you guess?"
Zheng Wan narrowed her eyes and looked ahead:
"You will give me the array flag in a while."
But things in the world are often unexpected, and when she was about to rely on the formation to continue to hold on for a while, there was a violent vibration under her feet, like an ink painting - the ice and snow color quickly faded, and gradually returned to its original appearance.
Four hazy clusters of light suddenly appeared in front of her, and Zheng Wan opened her eyes wide in surprise:
"Shuyuan, what is this?"
She turned around and asked the young monk lying on the net cloth, Shuyuan pursed his lips and dimpled from a smile:
"I guess...a reward."
He coughed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:
"Every time the Four Seasons Formation breaks a level, a seed should be harvested. It turns out that there will still be chaos in the Formation... From left, Xuanbingyan, Vitality Water, Yuanguo, Ganyuejing, corresponding to summer, spring, and autumn ,winter."
"It's much better than the rewards of the front line."
Zheng Wan's eyes are shining brightly:
"You two, me two."
She is not greedy either.
"..."
Shuyuan laughed: "One person can only take one, unless you want to do it again."
Zheng Wan's joy was discounted, "Ah", Yuan Li directly wrapped the leftmost ball of light and put it in the storage bag: "Then I want Xuan Bingyan."
She helped the book away and helped him collect the vitality water.
"Why did the formation suddenly disperse?"
At this moment, a shadow appeared in front of him, and the shadow got closer. Zheng Wan squinted her eyes and realized that it was... Cui Wang.
Cui Wang's white clothes are like snow, a snow jade rabbit stands on his left shoulder, and there are hands hanging around his neck. Those hands are clean and white, and his fingers are as slender as green onions. Zheng Wan looked along those hands and found that the person on Cui Wang's back was actually Qian Shuang. true king.
Zhenjun Qianshuang was wearing a clean Tianyu Liuguang suit, and smiled softly at her.
Among the dark cliffs and mountains, that smile is very beautiful and watery.
Zheng Wan looked at her bloody hands, the dirty robe that couldn't be seen in its original color, and the bare feet covered with blood scabs. For some reason, she didn't dare to take a step forward, her heart seemed to be gently pinched ,A little pain.
Shuyuan held her hand:
"Zheng Wan, wipe it off."
He handed over a handkerchief, and Zheng Wan realized that she was crying.
Tears fell drop by drop into the soil, and disappeared in a flash.
She thought blankly: The actor in the peony class is right, it is difficult to enter the play, and it is also difficult to get out of the play.
Accidentally, he sang this play for real.