Suddenly the petals closed, a vine wrapped around him, and the whole big flower formed a greenhouse, and he was carried by the vine to Xia Qiu.
At this moment, Xia Qiu closed his eyes, but was in a coma again.
Chen looked at her, before he could do anything, a strong fragrance lingered in the bright red "flower house".
The flame in his body seemed to be ignited again, Chen's throat was thirsty, and he subconsciously grabbed the snow-white wrist, and the floating and unconscious Xia Qiu's body seemed to be conscious, and spontaneously grabbed his neck.
The intertwined figures are entangled endlessly, and lingering to death.
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But at this moment, Xia Qiu, who had been unconscious since the appearance of the mandala, reappeared in his natal space.
With the release of Hongwan's power, Xia Qiu, the entire natal space connected to the soul, also undergoes earth-shaking changes. A piece of chaos slowly fades away, like a dispelled fog, and a piece of land expands again on the edge of the space.
The newly expanded land was dry and sharp, with a faint golden aura. Xia Qiu just stretched out his hand to touch the gravel on the land, but the sharp aura that penetrated almost hurt her hand.
The natal space is cultivated from the chaos, and the demon flower's soul has been nourished for thousands of years, but it is only a few tens of meters in size, but the power of the red pill is so powerful.
In the natal space, Xia Qiu is still vaguely aware of the lingering movement outside, feeling the power attribute of Chen, Xia Qiu twists a pinch of gravel, and feels that the two are exactly the same.
Sure enough, such Jinrui and Fierce Qi all came from Chen.
Hongwan, which has been able to absorb demon flowers for tens of thousands of years, has a not simple background, at least it can be compared with such exotic plants as demon flowers.
It's a pity that when Chen separated from Qin Feng's body, Xia Qiu saw that he was slender, but there was a layer of blackness on his face, and he couldn't see what he looked like.
With a thought, he watched the movement outside with his soul, and at that moment, Xia Qiu suddenly saw it.
All the black energy dissipated from Chen's face like sunlight, revealing his face.
Handsome and charming, unparalleled in the world.
In any case, Xia Qiu never thought that what he would see was such a face, that handsome and monster-like face, which made people feel in a trance at first glance, and it was not like ordinary people.
Is he a vixen? Guessing in my heart, a cold snort suddenly shocked Xia Qiu's natal space from the outside world.
The spirit in Xia Qiu's natal space trembled suddenly, and was immediately grabbed back into his body from the space.
As if punishing, Chen ruthlessly bit on her collarbone, and the delicate white collarbone soon left a trace of bright red oozing blood.
And the entangled footsteps also came to an end, as if they had been defeated at the peak, the huge mandala petals overflowed and flew upwards, but then floated down beside them.
The petals and vines gradually became illusory, and a warm force flowed through Xia Qiu's body. His whole body was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, and his spirit seemed to be energized as if he had taken a great tonic.
She looked at the wooden house, and in the middle of the wooden house was Qin Feng in a black robe, who was unconscious on the ground, and a series of fiery red threads were intertwined, and in the middle was a powerful concealment restraint.
The sense organs seem to have become extremely miraculous, and looking at the world around them, it seems that they can directly see the essence of power.
The power of Qin Feng on the ground is a restless gray purple halo, and beside him... the demon she dedicated herself to is as scorching as the bright sun. Xia Qiu just looked at her, and his eyes burned extremely painfully.