The young man in the yellow shirt had an extremely neutral face, but when he opened his mouth, even though his voice was also a little low, Lin Luoran could tell that she was a woman—a banshee whose body was an acacia tree
The acacia tree that was on the verge of collapse was actually rescued by Yang Lisha.
In addition to the soul-nourishing wood, the price also includes Yang Lisha's cultivation. Looking at Yang Lisha who had returned to Schisandra's body, Lin Luoran couldn't judge whether her behavior was worth it... Even though she had reason in her heart, Lin Luoran was not sure if she would do such a thing for the sake of the person she cared about. It's pretty silly to others.
"Are you Ah Wu?"
Lin Luoran vaguely remembered that when Yang Lisha yelled at her angrily and forced her to fulfill the agreement, she really called "A Wu".
She thought that what Yang Lisha couldn't let go of must be a male monster, just like when she was young, the most touching thing in the world outside of her narrow mind was love. Unexpectedly, the "A Wu" in Yang Lisha's mouth is a banshee who is more dazzling than ordinary men in the world.
She was wearing a light yellow dress and her hair was simply raised up. Different from Lin Luoran's neutral dress at the Dongting Miaoyin Ceremony that night, Ah Wu's temperament made her indistinguishable from male to female, as if she had broken through the shackles of time, from the Wei and Jin Dynasties Celebrities from the Wei and Jin Dynasties who suddenly stepped into the new era of the earth.
That's right, Lin Luoran finally found an adjective. The banshee named "A Wu" transformed by the acacia tree has no lingering temperament endowed by the acacia tree, but exudes a kind of "sorrow" from the inside out. The majestic atmosphere of uninhibited celebrities.
Ah Wu just glanced at Lin Luoran, without saying a word, turned around with Yang Lisha's body, Schisandra, and wanted to leave.
Baojia frowned. Although she had mixed feelings when facing Lin Luoran, being ignored like this was like hitting her in the face.
Lin Luoran held her back and shook her head.
Don't say that the Acacia Banshee is also a sad person at the moment, they should be considerate, even if there is a conflict, Lin Luoran will not let Baojia step forward to fight unless necessary - just like she couldn't see through Yang Lisha back then, now Yuan The baby has become, but she still can't see through this "A Wu"!
Rongcheng is no longer the leisurely city of the past where everything was slow, and it was disturbed by the acacia tree transformation. The conversation between Lin Luoran and Baojia was interrupted. Both of them knew that this opportunity was lost. The nature of the deep talk.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Lin Luoran felt that he was speechless, and the two were in a stalemate. In the lead gray mist of the ruined old city of Rong, a white paper crane slowly flew over.
Lin Luoran reached out to catch it, and the paper crane's white wings were stained with gray mist, not as light as before.
Unfolding the paper crane, Lin Luoran glanced at the few words written on it, and her usually indifferent brows unconsciously frowned slightly.
Baojia was so close that he accidentally saw the content on the paper crane and heaved a sigh of relief: "Since you are going to Qingqiu, let's leave now."
Lin Luoran nodded unconsciously.
A gust of wind suddenly blew up around him, causing people to close their eyes unconsciously, and when they opened them again, the Acacia Tree Demon stood quietly in front of him in a yellow shirt, and asked hoarsely, "Are you going to Qingqiu Country?"
I looked Lin Luoran up and down, and in the current environment of the earth star, a female cultivator who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage may really have some skills. However, the Kingdom of Qingqiu was lost in the long river of time before she took shape, so what can this female cultivator talk about
Lin Luoran responded to Ah Wu with a faint white eye.
She was going to Qingqiu, so it had nothing to do with the dryad. The banshee didn't bother to talk to her, so she wouldn't have the cheek to stick it up. After all, it was Yang Lisha who had some kind of friendship with her back then, not this "A Wu".
Bao Jia felt that retaliation was reciprocal, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes. He only felt that the previous aggrievedness was swept away, and he became very happy.
But Ah Wu didn't care too much, as expected, like a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, he re-introduced himself to Lin Luoran:
"My name is Wuxiang."
No fragrance, the acacia tree actually has a fragrance when it blooms, but you just need to calm down to smell it. Lin Luoran looked at the five-flavored vine wrapped around Wuxiang's wrist, recalling the friendship with Yang Lisha in the past when they went to the Tongtian Tower to cross Babylon, the previous unhappiness dissipated, and nodded:
"Lin Luoran."
Wuxiang suddenly realized, "It's you."
Before she transformed again, relying on the energy of the soul-cultivating wood and that silly girl, she had already regained her mind.
The girl mentioned the word "Lin Luoran" in front of her, but it wasn't a good thing. She was just worried that her realm would be unstable after she transformed, so she told her that since Lin Luoran could take out two soul-cultivating trees, maybe There is a third tree... The demon does not have the hypocrisy and shame that the human race puts on the surface, and Wu Xiang doesn't think there is anything wrong with Yang Lisha's actions.
However, now that she is going to Qingqiu, she has to rely on Lin Luoran's power. What Yang Lisha planned, Wuxiang can only give up. Demons have no moral shackles, but it doesn't mean that they are all a group of ruthless beasts who turn their faces with revenge.
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Lin can do Wu Xiang a small favor?"
Lin Luoran thought for a while and nodded, Baojia was a little annoyed, and felt that Lin Luoran was very soft-boned, and she gave up her previous prejudices if someone showed her a little favor—but Baojia, who is now renamed Manjia Nolan, did not expect that , if it weren't for Lin Luoran's good temper, how could they talk easily with what happened to Namixing
Lin Luoran didn't understand Baojia's thoughts, the Dryad Wuxiang's cultivation was unfathomable, she was not sure of victory, and the two had no deep hatred, so there were some connections between them, so it would not be shameful for each of them to take half a step back .
With such thoughts in mind, Lin Luoran nodded calmly:
"As fellow practitioners, you don't have to be so polite, Fellow Daoist Wuxiang."
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Weifang, Shandong.
All the way from Rongcheng to Dongting, hired professional people to take care of Frank, and then rushed to Weifang, Shandong with Lin Luoran. Manjia Nolan didn't know what kind of wind he had.
Seeing the man and the demon standing side by side laughing and talking, Nolan convinced herself that she just didn't like the arrogance of the tree demon, and definitely not the slightest protection in her personality... Even though she had completely forgotten Lin Luoran as her old friend, Lin Luoran This person is a good person, she doesn't want Lin Luoran to be coaxed by the banshee in her heart.
Besides the appearance of the dryad, neither male nor female, Nolan kept silent all the way, making no secret of his dislike.
"Friend Lin, is this the place?"
Wuxiang closed her eyes, a strong aura glowed above the scorched earth, and the mutant beasts completely occupied the scorched earth slope where the aura leaked. When they saw Lin Luoran and the three of them, they stared at them as if they were powerful unknown beings who came to snatch the territory.
Lin Luoran's eyes were sharp, and at the foot of a mutant elephant, he noticed a touch of green on the scorched earth that irritated people's retinas—it was a dandelion seedling that was so common before the New Era, but it really grew on the scorched earth of the New Era at this time.
The leakage of spiritual energy was so severe that there was indeed a big turmoil in Qingqiu. I don't know what happened to Lao Liao and Xiao Qinghu.
Lin Luoran was worried, and with the delay of Zhihe on the road, Qingqiu's situation might have worsened.
What is worrying is that even if she gets a way to enter, she will have to wait until night.
"Hopefully there will be a moon tonight."
Only when the weather is clear at night can Yuehua's power reach its maximum. She is not a survivor of Qingqiu, and if she hadn't been with the little green fox for many years, she would not be able to get in with all her strength.
The two of them and the demon are practitioners, and half a day is not enough to affect their state of mind and make them restless. Night fell soon, and the light spots of aura flying around became more and more clear.
Lin Luoran looked at the sky, only to repeat the old trick, like the night of the Miaoyin Ceremony, attracting the moonlight through layers of dirty air, and she also borrowed the "Ten Thousand Years of Sky Blue" from Fairy Bai.
This is also the "Qingqiu stone" produced in Qingqiu, contaminated with the breath of Qingqiu, it will not dissipate for ten thousand years, Lin Luoran can't smell it, but the Qingqiu world can sense it.
The moonlight shone on the ten thousand year sky blue, entangled the bluestone, and disturbed the mutant beasts occupying this place in a stream of light.
Seeing those mutated beasts rushing, Baojia just raised his eyebrows, and Wuxiang gave the mutated beasts a light "Stop", and they were all fixed in place without moving. Not a single cricket chirped.
Without any aura fluctuations, Baojia's spine felt chills, and finally understood the reason why Lin Luoran didn't let her be impulsive.
Out of the corner of her eye, Lin Luoran caught a glimpse of the tree demon's movement, and the brows also slightly twitched.
She has studied the body-holding technique for a long time. It is of course possible to hold such a weak existence like a mutant beast, but to hold such a large area? Lin Luoran shook her head secretly, she would practice for another ten years or so.
Wanzai Kongqing leaped into the air, spun around in mid-air like a compass, and pounced on the dandelion seedlings that had been trampled to pieces by the mutated elephant. The wind suddenly blew up, and the space was distorted. Half of Wanzai Kongqing had disappeared Seeing that it was about to disappear in the invisible wall refracted by light, Lin Luoran firmly held the remaining part, and grabbed Baojia's arm with his backhand:
"Walk!"
Before the two disappeared, Wuxiang followed Baojia and stepped into the strong wind.