Xifeng, who was instantly dragged into the ground, was splashed with mud all over her face, and the bloody mud rolled down her face, stabbing her so much that she could hardly even open her eyes.
Qing Yuan disconnected the two rhizomes wrapped around his ankles, and the soil immediately spread a strong bloody smell, mixed with demonic aura, dirty and turbid. He resisted the discomfort and covered the west wind with a robe, trying to take her out of here. But there seemed to be thousands of underground rhizomes, two of them were broken, and the rest of the rhizomes came from smelling blood, as if avenging their comrades. drag.
Xifeng brushed the dirt off his face, took out his flute and turned into a sword, got up and waved at something that was either a rhizome or a vine, and cut off everything wrapped around the two of them.
This disconnection is like ten hands being chopped off, blood overflowing the ground.
After staying here for a while, Xifeng had already noticed that Qingyuan's divine power had not recovered, otherwise he would not have stayed in such a messy place. Ignoring the rhizome that was rushing in frantically, she closed her eyes and chanted the mantra. Thousands of rays of light dyed her body, forcing the rhizome to dare not approach it. Suddenly the sharp edge was like a needle, stabbing at them.
In an instant, the silver needle penetrated into the body, and in the Valley of Flowers, there was a demon screaming in pain, the rhizomes retracted, and the ground was instantly clear.
Xifeng grabbed Qing Yuan's hand and climbed up, and climbed out of the soft mud, until his closed eyes "see" the light, then brushed the soil from his eyelids, and opened his eyes to look at others.
Qing Yuan is like a boneless person, lying on the ground a little lost. Xifeng was stunned: "Qingyuan? Qingyuan? What's wrong with you?"
Qing Yuan looked at her and exhaled: "dirty... it's all mud... it's all mud..."
"..." My life is about to die, and I still have a clean mind! West Wind struggled to climb out, stretched out his mud claws at him, "Come out."
Qing Yuan moved, and the mud at the entrance of the cave rolled down again, rolled in from the front of his clothes, and directly touched his body.
He's going to cry.
Xifeng disliked it, wanted to laugh, but couldn't bear it, so he squatted down and said warmly, "Come on, come out, shake the mud and you'll fall."
Qing Yuan looked at Xi Feng, whose face was muddy and dirty, and felt that she was lying to him again. He took her mud paws and came out of the pit, shaking, and the dirt fell down, but it wasn't clean.
He tried to purify it with spiritual power again, and found that the spiritual power was erratic, and finally disappeared.
"West Wind..." Qing Yuan said with difficulty, "I can't shake it."
Xifeng patted himself on the body, and spread his hands: "It's clean."
Qing Yuan looked at her like a clay figurine, and her face became very ugly: "It's not clean at all."
Xifeng had already looked for Baili Qingfeng and their shadows, but found that they were all gone. They didn't know where they went, and they were definitely not underground, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sense them.
The people who passed by just now have all disappeared. I don't know if they have gone far away, or were eaten by monsters in the ground. This Valley of Flowers is really a creepy place.
Xifeng regained his senses, only to see Qing Yuan still bowing his head and carefully dusting off the soil on his body. But so much mud, and some of it got on the clothes, how could it be clean.
"West Wind..." Qing Yuan trembled, "It's not clean."
Xifeng really couldn't do anything about him. She looked around and couldn't see the source of the water. She listened carefully, but heard the sound of water flowing. It seems that if these muds are not solved, Qingyuan really wants to cry.
"Let's find water." Xifeng grabbed his clothes and took them to the place where the sound of water came out, and said, "Your spiritual power has been disturbed to such an extent, is it because of seasickness?"
"do not know."
Seeing that he was unhappy, Xifeng comforted: "Don't be discouraged, you will find water soon."
Qing Yuan followed her footsteps, looked at her covered in mud, silent for a moment, and said: "When the tree demon was entangled in me, I didn't notice it at all, and didn't react until it dragged me to the ground. I should have listened to it. Yours, let you down, and you won't be in trouble with me. Or, if you say leave, I should let you leave."
He thought that he had nothing to deal with the dangers of the Valley of Flowers. Whoever wanted to come in would be like this.
This was something he didn't expect.
He had met a strong enemy, but he had never seen a strong enemy that disturbed his spiritual power.
"You always protect me, this time, it's my turn to protect you." Xifeng shook his hand, if it wasn't for the fear that he would feel dirty, she would still hug him to comfort him, "Dangtang Dragon God wants me to come with a mortal. Protect, I'm dying of joy. Do you want to see me happy?"
Qing Yuan nodded.
"That's right, just make me happy."
"But..." Qing Yuan looked at her worriedly, "Are you really not going to be beaten to death by the tree demon?"
The corner of Xifeng's mouth twitched, and he replied, "No."
The water source was not far from where they were, and when they walked there, they saw a small pool, about twenty feet long and wide. The water was clear, and she could see the sinking stones at the bottom. She pushed aside the ripples, and she could still see fish and shrimp swimming.
Xifeng washed his face and hands and ran into the grove. He covered his eyes with his back and said, "Hurry up and don't let others find out. Be careful if there are any monsters under the water, and don't be dragged away."
The sound of water rushing from behind, Qingyuan entered the water.
Xifeng sometimes looked at the sky and squatted down to draw circles, waiting for him to come out. She tried using the Fire Charm, preparing to dry his clothes later, otherwise the wet clothes would be very uncomfortable to wear.
"West wind."
Someone stepped on a broken branch behind her and walked slowly into the woods. She covered her eyes and turned around, spreading a gap between her fingers. When she saw Qingyuan, she couldn't help but put down her hand, looking at him who was dry and dry, and said in surprise, "How do you dry your clothes? already?"
"It seems to be alright." Qing Yuan wanted to turn the wind to extinguish the small fire she lit to prove it, but the wind just passed, and it turned into a hurricane, instantly raising the flames.
So frightened, the west wind hurriedly jumped over, put out the fire with the broken branches, and threw his face in ashes.
"Hey, why doesn't it work again?"
Qing Yuan still wanted to try, but Xifeng hugged his arm: "Don't try, I'm afraid that the entire Valley of Flowers will be burned by you."
"Yeah." Qing Yuan seemed to remember something, looked at the dark woods, and said, "Probably because the Valley of Flowers is too gloomy, this demonic energy will affect the gods."
"Why does it only affect you?"
"Because Jiuxiao is very clean, we are not used to living in the human world, but we haven't reached that level, so it has no effect on the divine power. But this Valley of Flowers is full of demonic energy, and it happens to be the demonic energy that can restrain the gods."
Xifeng did not expect that the monster was so powerful that even Qing Yuan was recruited, but a mortal like her had nothing to do. She felt wrong again: "But God Lord Baili is fine."
Qing Yuan frowned and pondered: "It's not that there is nothing wrong, but it's not that fast. After all, he is not as clean as me."
Xifeng squinted at him and despised him who had difficulty using words: "Don't use the word clean, or you will have to fight. You have to say that his divine power is not as clear as yours."
"Oh." Qing Yuan said again, "So I still have no way to protect you."
He looked lonely, as if he had done something wrong.
Protecting the west wind has become a habit. Because apart from being able to repel the strong enemy for her, he doesn't seem to have anything else that would make her willing to keep him by her side.
Once there was no way to protect her, he wondered if he was going to be abandoned by her.
Xifeng, who knew his thoughts deeply, hugged him, raised his head and said seriously, "Don't worry, this time it's my turn to protect you."
But Qing Yuan's face was still not good, and it even became more ugly.
Xifeng said heavily: "I really won't despise you!"
"Then can I... despise you?" Qing Yuan stretched his finger to his clothes tremblingly, "Mud, it's all the mud on your body."
Xifeng gritted his teeth: "Don't dislike it, or I will kiss you! Kiss your face full of mud!"
Qing Yuan's eyes widened and he categorically refused: "Don't kiss me."
Xifeng was so angry that he jumped up and said loudly, "If you don't kiss me, I won't kiss you in the future. If you kiss me, I'll call you Nanfeng!"
Qing Yuan said: "Nanfeng is very nice."
"Don't speak."
"Oh."
Qing Yuan thought again, but the best sound was the west wind.
As Qingyuan expected, Baili Qingfeng was obviously also affected by this turbid demonic energy. Seeing his friend and Xifeng being dragged into the mud by the rhizomes, he wanted to rescue him, but found that he was also entangled by the vine rhizomes. He slashed his sword qi, and at first there was no difference. Blood spattered on his upper body. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and was whipped by the vines.
Countless long vines rushed towards the crowd, intertwined into ropes, and rushed towards the sky.
Xiaohuo and Yue'er, who had turned into giant beasts, avoided these vines, fought back some, and more came up, very annoying.
Zhong Ning held the sword in his hand, avoiding the long vine that attacked her. The movements of dodging are smooth and smooth, and they are still calm and light in the chaos, without fear.
The people who entered the valley behind were also attacked by demon vines, some were dragged into the ground, some were thrown into the sky, and some were entangled like Baili Qingfeng and his party.
The valley became more and more chaotic, and the group of people who were still together was gradually separated by the vines, unable to take care of themselves.
Rong Qi has been hiding behind the rock, looking at the chaos ahead, and did not go out easily. Not far away, three people were already entangled in vines and dragged away from him. They wailed in pain, saw Rong Qi and asked him to save them.
Rong Qi hid behind the rock, watching them being dragged and swallowed by the evil spirits, unwilling to go out.
Suddenly, he felt that his ankle was entangled with something, and he looked down tremblingly, but before he could react, he was entangled by the rhizome sticking out from the ground and dragged him down sharply.
He suddenly became unsteady, fell to the ground, and screamed.
Seeing this, the rickety old woman who was brushing away the entanglement vines with a cane ran forward and smashed the rhizome with her cane.
The monster took back the rhizome and jumped to the ground.
Rong Qi broke free from the entangled rhizome, and was pleasantly surprised to think that he had escaped the catastrophe, but found that his money bag fell into the dirt pit, and was swallowed by the dirt pit along with the rhizome that quickly escaped from the ground.
Startled, he jumped over and grabbed the purse. When the old woman saw it, she hooked his belt with a cane, and said angrily, "Come back! Don't you even want your life?"
"Money, my money!" Rong Qi was reluctant to let go, the pit was only as small as the mouth of an ant's hole, how could it possibly swallow him. This purse is full of gold beads. He wants to use it to buy rare things in the land of flowers, and then go back and sell them at a high price. Without this money, he can't do business.
He held on to the purse tightly, even if his hand was swallowed by quicksand, he would not let go.
The old woman was almost exhausted, and if she went on like this, she would die. She ruthlessly retracted the crutches and let go of Rong Qi completely.
Without the binding force of pulling, Rong Qi's body quickly buried in the pit. It wasn't until half of his arm was buried in the soil that he finally panicked and shouted, "Save me, save me!"
But there was no one to save him, and the old woman was helpless, sitting in a calm place, gasping for breath.
The white-faced scholar leaned against the rock, looked at him calmly, and didn't make a move.
With the breath of death close to his eyes, Rong Qi cried bitterly: "Save me, please save me, save..."
He never had a chance to finish what he didn't say, his mouth was stuffed with dirt, and until the end, his eyes were full of despair.
"hiss-"
The dirt pit spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and turned into a blood pit.
The old woman looked at the blood pit, silently, looked at the white-faced scholar who had never moved, and said, "Why didn't you save him, with your strength, you can obviously save him."
The white-faced scholar smiled: "Why do you look at me like a murderer? I didn't save him because I didn't have the responsibility to do so, but I didn't kill him either, so I'm not guilty."
This is indeed true, but as a human being, it is not that people who are standing on the edge of the cliff are not pushed down, or that there is no sin. Not pulling the man is actually a sin of indifference.
She sighed, unable to blame the indifferent young man.
And if the merchant can finally let go of the purse, he won't die.
The wages of avarice is death.
It was him who really killed him.
Sad.