Chapter 1763 The Key to the Tower of the Witch God
Ye Murin noticed Ye Feiran's mood and hugged her directly with his big hands.
Before he could speak, he found that his sleeves were soaked.
Ye Murin's beautiful eyebrows suddenly frowned, and her Ran'er actually cried!
Why?
"She is just a stranger who met by chance..."
Before Ye Murin finished speaking, Ye Feiran interrupted him and said in a hoarse voice, "Yue'er is not a stranger!"
Ye Murin frowned slightly and looked at Yue'er, but he only saw Yue'er's back, and he couldn't remember what Yue'er looked like, so he had to put the question aside for the time being.
"Ahem... Maybe she got the Fire Spirit Bead the day after tomorrow. We just need to convince her to let you take it out willingly." Ye Mulin continued to reassure her.
"What if they are born together with Dantian?" Ye Feiran's voice became hoarse. For some reason, she had an intuition that Yue'er's Dantian and Fire Lingzhu were born together.
Ye Mulin: "..."
The next moment, he suddenly thought of a question, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Ran'er, you forgot that you can repair your Dantian."
Hearing this, Ye Feiran immediately raised his head from the man's arms, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise, "Yes, how could I have forgotten my own abilities? It turns out that caring leads to chaos!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feiran wiped the tears on his face, pushed Ye Murin away, and fell into thinking.
Ye Mulin: "..."
Is this too heartless?
However, he noticed that Ye Feiran had really returned to normal, and he also fell into thinking.
Not a stranger?
Then who is she from Ran'er?
After thinking about it, he grasped one of the points. The aura of this fire spirit bead is very strong. If it is obtained later, it may be like this. If it is born with the Dantian, then it must have been specially nourished.
Thinking about this, Ye Mulin couldn't help but look at Fei Yun and his wife, and he had an answer ready to come out...
Ye Feiran's heart was also in a mess. After all, this was not a small matter, but a very big matter. Digging the Dantian to get the spirit beads would not only destroy the Dantian, but also the spirit beads would be gone, and the strength that had been cultivated through hard work would be gone.
Who is really willing?
What's more, she couldn't do anything to Yue'er. No matter what status Yue'er was, she could only do it if the other person was a heinous person.
After thinking about it, Ye Feiran couldn't help but cursed, "Fuck!"
The next moment, Ye Murin looked at her.
Ye Feiran glared at him directly, then took out the wine gourd and took a few sips of wine, which was a great way to drink away his sorrows!
"Ranran, maybe you will have become so powerful by then that you won't need this method." The mutated nine-leaf red branch couldn't help but comfort her.
Although this possibility is very small, it cannot see Ranran being so irritable. This is the first time it has seen Ranran so irritable.
Ye Feiran blinked and suddenly thought of a way to comfort himself.
She is a soul from another world. According to the law of time travel, she has God's favor and the ending must be perfect!
Yes, not bad, that's it.
For a moment, Ye Feiran was comforted by himself, his expression returned to normal, and he even gave Ye Murin a big smile.
"Ran'er, don't think too much, I have everything with you!" Ye Murin continued to comfort him, while he already regretted telling Ye Feiran this matter.
He just wants to make his Ran'er happy, not troubled.
Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "Well, let nature take its course. I'll think about it later!"
After the group crossed the Black River, the girl's laughter still did not disappear, but Ye Feiran could already ignore its existence.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, scattered poisonous plants finally came into Ye Feiran's sight.
"Tongtong!"
Ye Feiran shouted, and Tang Mengtong came to Ye Feiran's side. The two looked at each other and smiled in perfect understanding.
Along the way, the two men dug up a lot of poisonous plants. Mr. Fei looked at them frequently but said nothing.
Yan Zheng thought of Ye Feiran's poison skills and couldn't help but said, "Mr. Fei, would you like to learn the poison skills with Little Ye Zi?"
Hearing this, Mr. Fei looked at Yan Zheng as if he were a fool. Yan Zheng must be looking down on him when he asks him to compete with a young boy in poisonous skills.
"I don't care about you."
Yan Zheng was not angry and continued, "Xiao Yezi's poison skills are really good. You can really compete with her."
For a moment, Fei Lao was so angry that he glared and blew his beard, "Yan Zheng, are you looking for a beating?"
Seeing that Mr. Fei was really angry, Yan Zheng curled his lips and said, "If you don't want to learn from each other, we won't learn from each other. What's there to be angry about? Humph!"
"You..." Mr. Fei strongly suspected that Yan was deliberately angry with him.
After Yan Zheng walked away, Mrs. Fei said comfortingly, "Old man, don't be angry. It's not the first day you met Yan Zheng. He is so careless when he has nothing to do. If you are angry, you will be fooled by him."
After hearing this, Mr. Fei thought about it and felt that what his wife said was very reasonable, but he still snorted coldly and ignored Yan Zheng.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so old, but you still have such a bad temper." Yan Zheng said softly.
Hua Moli on the side couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Okay, if it were you, and I asked you to compete with a young man you don't understand, you would be angry too."
Yan Zheng took a sip of wine and said, "I just want Mr. Fei to share experiences with Xiao Zizi. Mr. Fei's poison skills are already good. Now that he has stayed here for seventeen years, his poison skills must have improved a lot."
Hua Moli glanced at Mr. Fei, then at Ye Feiran, and then said, "There is no rush in this matter, just take your time!"
As night falls, the surrounding temperature seems to have dropped a lot, but it does not affect Ye Feiran and Tang Mengtong from continuing to dig for poison.
After a short while, they actually gained quite a lot, but there was no need for too little poison, so they dug out whatever they could.
After everyone ate the barbecue, Ye Feiran went back to the tent. She wanted to sort out today's harvest, especially the poisons transplanted to the mysterious space.
After she came out of the space for a while, she always felt that the atmosphere in the tent was a bit weird, as if someone was watching her.
After a quarter of an hour, she simply walked out of the tent.
Tonight is Blackwood's vigil, along with Hua Jasmine's Mo Qilin and Yue'er's Ice Flame Demonic Lion.
After looking around, Ye Feiran walked to a big rock not far away and lay down on his side. He held his chin in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, looking at the bright moon in the night sky, his thoughts drifting away.
Seeing this, the bamboo spirit stayed by her side silently, always paying attention to the surrounding situation.
Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and Ye Feiran saw a bright flower of the other side flashing past.
The next moment, the girl's laughter sounded in Ye Feiran's ears, "Giggle..."
Ye Feiran sat up all of a sudden, frowning slightly, could the girl's laughter be the flower of the other side?
After entering the secret realm, he met the bamboo spirit, the thousand-year-old tree spirit and the piranha spirit. Ye Feiran had to suspect that there were also spirits from the other side of the flower.
Furthermore, she has not forgotten the voice belonging to Bianhuahua that she heard on Wuming Island.
Therefore, firstly, it may be the Essence of the Flower of the Other Side, and secondly, it may be the remaining power of the Flower of the Other Side that is causing trouble.
When Ye Feiran was thinking, the flower of the other shore flashed past again.
Ye Feiran narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the wine bottle and walked over, followed closely by the bamboo spirit.
Along the way, bright flowers of the other side of the flower flashed by from time to time, seeming to be guiding Ye Feiran.
After walking for a while, a red figure suddenly came into Ye Feiran's sight.
She stood there, looking at the red figure, always alert to the situation around her.
"who?"
Ye Feiran's voice was very soft, and the red figure heard it, and she turned around slowly.