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117, miscellaneous fish pot(2/2)

Look, it even has barbs!

Everything was calm before. They even collected blood lingzhi and dug out so many corpses, but they didn't see anything strange. Suddenly this thing came out of the ground, and it was so fierce and fast. Although the disciples quickly reacted and drew their swords to fight.

, but someone was still accidentally drawn,

The disciple who was struck fell to the ground with a face full of horror when he was halfway out of drawing his sword, but he quickly shouted, "Be careful, everyone, the blood vine has a paralyzing effect!"

Jing Feng had already flown out to save people. Feng Ruqing took a look at the Hehuan Sect. Two disciples were hit. One of them was pulled up by the nearest sister, and the remaining one was far away. The one with a bulging chest was

As for the extent, I went to collect Ganoderma lucidum while everyone was discussing it.

Feng Ruqing quickly flew away. When she reached the disciple, she raised her hand and pulled Shen Hai out from under her ribs. She saw a green shadow flash past, and then the sharp sword blade struck the vines, causing blood to splash everywhere.

The vines relaxed, and the female cultivator was sprayed with blood on her face. She screamed "wow, wah, wah," but couldn't move.

Feng Ruqing thrust Shen Hai back in, and then watched helplessly as the male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect killed the vines with a cold face while stretching out a finger to hook the female disciple's back collar, trying to use this

He dragged her to a safe place with a gesture that showed his disgust.

Feng Ruqing couldn't remember how many times she laughed today. She stood there without moving. There was no blood vine to entangle her. If the blood evil energy on her body was not restrained, it would probably be heavier than the entire world. This

Blood Vine may have made her his companion by default.

Up to now, this little trick is no longer considered evil in Feng Ruqing's eyes. She just came here because she was bored. If she wanted to, she would just pull out Chen Hai and hack this so-called palace to pieces.

yes.

However, when it comes to the disciples' training, she is not that annoying, so Feng Ruqing just sees which disciple is in danger and goes up to help him.

They originally planned to go to the west, but there were especially many blood vines in the west, so a group of people started to head east, fighting against the blood vines while retreating.

After not walking far, they saw several disciples wearing grass-green gowns coming out of the stone cave that pressed against the realm gate.

They were not very lucky. They didn't see the Blood Ganoderma everywhere on the ground. Instead, they were faced with the Blood Vine as soon as they entered. However, these Qingyuan Sect disciples, whose sword skills are even more powerful than their sword skills, can't deal with such kind of blood ganoderma.

The aggressive blood vines are just like chopping melons and vegetables.

Soon everyone gathered, and the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect raised their hands to signal Jing Feng. After a moment, they turned around, with no expression of disdain or rejection on their faces. They also raised their hands to the senior sister of the Hehuan Sect, who was taking the lead, and then they were greeted by the senior sister.

Her face turned black due to her charming eyes.

Finally, he raised his hand to Feng Ruqing and said, "Master Ghost King."

After passing through Fen'an Road, the sects that went there at that time all know that the king of the ghost realm is Feng Ruqing, the young disciple of Xuanyun Mountain who was lost in the past and could not be found. Therefore, the ghost king stood beside Jing Feng, Qing Yuan

Men was not surprised at all.

Feng Ruqing gave a low "hmm" as a response.

"It is certain that some of the disciples who came in before are dead," Jing Feng said. "Everyone must be careful on the way ahead. Don't touch anything without confirming safety."

Everyone agreed that Jing Feng was the leader and started walking towards the east. Except for the small area at the beginning that was full of bloody Ganoderma, other places in this small world looked normal.

It's just that it's midwinter outside, but it's midsummer inside, with the sky high and high, lush greenery, and the undulating mountains in the distance look huge.

However, the real ruins could not be so big. What they saw was just a visual illusion. They walked eastward for a while, and when they reached a creek, they could no longer walk forward.

It can be seen that this is the boundary of the Yifu.

They followed the border all the way, and after a while, after going around and around, they returned to the place where the blood vines were. After some discussion, they formed a group and began to smash the blood vines on the ground.

The place welcomes you.

With more people and greater strength, soon no more blood vines will appear on the ground. The blood that flows out after the blood vines are cut spreads in all directions, following the potholes on the ground, and converges towards one place, accumulating

It is filled with two symmetrical pits.

There was a bang, and a door suddenly opened in the void in front of them.

Outside the door was another world, another time. Feng Ruqing hummed in her heart, "Fantasy," and followed a group of disciples, slowly walking towards the door.

This time the world looks more peaceful and peaceful, with wild flowers all over the mountains, bees and rain butterflies dancing intertwinedly.

Some disciples marveled that this bee was a sweet ant bee, and the honey it brewed was a good medicine for healing, and could even repair minor torn meridians. It was also something extremely cherished in the world of cultivation, especially for low-level disciples.

It can be said that it is something that can only be encountered.

But this time, for the sake of caution, no one made any move. This ant wasp grows in a harsh environment. It looks like an ant, but has sharp stingers. Its wings are quite large, and they make a buzzing sound when they flap. They only eat a species called Biying.

The nectar of the flower, but there are disciples who recognize the Biying flower all over the mountains and plains, but there is no such thing.

The honey ants and bees are eating the nectar of these wild flowers and constantly shuttle in front of everyone.

The disciples carefully explored the surroundings and found nothing unusual. To prevent the blood vine incident from happening again, they also explored under the grass, but found nothing unusual. For a moment, they were a little unsure.

This place looks peaceful and peaceful. Unlike the previous blood vines, there is no trace of blood evil spirit here. Butterflies are flying and bees are dancing here, and it is full of vitality. Even after entering for a long time, no beasts have come to attack.

Feng Ruqing didn't even notice anything was different. The blood vine didn't arouse her interest before. This palace was very strange, but it was obviously not the kind of place where Feng Ruqing was used to, where there was a lot of openness and murderous intent. It was used to give

The disciples were practicing just fine, but it was a bit boring for her.

So her attention began to slowly shift, from the group of impatient monks at Qingyuan Sect to the beautiful female cultivator from the Albizia Sect who had already taken out a small bottle and started thinking about getting some ant honey, and finally

With a startling glance, he caught sight of a figure who had quietly slipped away from the crowd at some point and was heading towards the back mountain.

It has been confirmed that there is an evil spirit in this palace, and it is an evil spirit that likes to play dirty tricks. With so many people, it is only a matter of time before it is discovered, but there is something wrong with this male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect.

As a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he is not like those female cultivators who show off themselves all the time. Instead, they follow the team dull and indifferent. Their clothes are not colorful enough, and their eyebrows are not charming. It is obvious that she is not good at seducing people. There is no such thing as seduction in the Hehuan Sect.

Man, why did he join the Hehuan Sect?

At this moment, this man quietly ran away from the group. Compared to the bees and butterflies in this mountain, Feng Ruqing was now more interested in seeing what he was going to do.

So she whispered to Jing Feng, "I'm going to play for a while, you take them with you first."

Just when Jing Feng was about to ask where you were going, he saw Feng Ruqing's dark shadow disappearing in a flash.

Feng Ruqing turned into a wisp of ghostly aura and arrived at the back mountain in an instant. She watched the male practitioner bending down and tinkering with the stones. The light in his hands flashed, and he seemed to be... setting up a formation?

The moment Feng Ruqing appeared, Shen Hai took out her sheath at the same time and placed it on his neck. "You have been caught by me, what kind of formation are you doing?"

The male cultivator paused, as if he hadn't thought about it, and looked back at Feng Ruqing with a surprised expression. He had handsome eyebrows, and from this half-pouting posture, you could see that his waist and back were in good shape, and his buttocks were round and straight.

The male cultivator turned sideways and looked over. Although his face was expressionless, he did not show any panic. Instead, there was a clear watery light at the end of his eyes, which went straight into Feng Ruqing's eyes.

I may have drank too much deer blood wine recently, Feng Ruqing thought.

Or how can you see a guy and feel a little bit attractive?

Feng Ruqing took Shen Hai back, slapped the male cultivator on the waist with the back of a knife, and said, "Stand up straight and say it, or I will send you out now. You can explain to them why you are doing this."

Who is the formation trying to harm?"

"What kind of formation is this?" Feng Ruqing's knife tip struck the stone he had just made on the ground again, but her ghostly eyes were staring straight at this man.

This face... is not outstanding, and the body shape is only acceptable. There are many people with this kind of body shape in the world of cultivation, but Feng Ruqing just feels that he doesn't know what is attractive.

There is a very strange and strange feeling, it is too calm.

Feng Ruqing thought again that he had just saved the person and was afraid of being stained with blood, so he only hooked the person's collar with one finger.

Are your fingers dirty when playing with stones?

She paid attention and found that this man's fingers were really not dirty at all, they were clean, white and slender, with rounded fingertips.

Feng Ruqing didn't know what kind of mentality she had. The sword slowly touched the back of his hand again. She saw his fingertips curled up and her eyebrows jumped.

Then I met his gaze and saw the cold look in his eyes.

Feng Ruqing's heart skipped a beat when she saw it.
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