The body of Mengmei is like a fluffy and transparent little rabbit, with pale blue eyes that cannot resist sophistry. Its body is wrapped with thin yellow awns, making it impossible to escape. It knows the current situation and only asks for mercy.
"Two immortals, God has the virtue of a good life, please spare me once. When I achieve success in the future, I will definitely repay the kindness of these two immortals. The two immortals are very discerning and can see that there is no evil in me. Industry……"
Tu Kun stretched out his hand and took the little Mengmei into Xu's hand, pinched it lightly, interrupting Mengmei's non-stop begging for mercy, and sneered: "You are dishonest, you have been twisting and turning for a long time. , you haven’t told me who is chasing you all the way? If you don’t suffer a little bit, you can just treat us as easy to talk to, right?”
"Don't, don't, it hurts... Lord, please forgive me, I can't bear the pain. I can tell you anything."
Mengmei let out a shrill howl, but Tu Kun didn't do anything to control it, and was just bluffing. The little guy was dying as if Tu Kun had given him to him, and he shouted: "There is a group of monks who will take me from the north Jingzhou, I chased all the way to Qizhou, and then here, I just got a little breathing space, and I was caught by two immortal masters again. My life is so miserable..."
Tu Kun said with a smile: "It's your fate. Good luck has come to you. Come back with us and eat delicious food and drink spicy food. You don't have to worry about being beaten and killed by the monks from now on."
Mengmei screamed: "Let me go, I don't want to sign a contract of prostitution with humans, I just want to live freely."
"Let you continue to harm the dreams of the world? Let you trample on other people's dreams every day? Do you think there are such cheap things in the world? If you are caught after doing evil, you must be prepared to accept punishment. , it’s no use shouting at your throat, come back to the mountain with us, or go to the Daolu branch to save yourself the trouble and effort, you can choose one of the two paths."
"No, I don't want to choose either path. I choose the path of living freely."
“What a beautiful thought!”
Zhang Wenfeng heard Meng Mei bargaining with Tu Kun, but he did not interrupt.
Although this little guy looks pitiful and desperate if he is caught, he is very powerful and domineering in the dream. If he is not restrained, he can even kill people invisibly.
His body was not stained with the evil of human life, but he had a cold and strong aura, and he had done many bad things.
Under the collar on the left shoulder, Lu Xiner opened up the fabric to reveal half of her little head. Her eyes were a little unbearable, staring at the transparent Mengmei who was screaming and ghosting. She wanted to say a word of pity for the miserable Mengmei, but she felt that I am also dependent on others and have no right to speak.
Mengmei suddenly noticed a strange aura. She suddenly saw a pair of green eyes under the collar of the Taoist priest's shoulders. They were extremely beautiful. The little guy was stunned for a while and shouted: "I want to follow that immortal master. I want to fight with him." Beautiful and charming sister to accompany you!”
The rapid change caught Tu Kun off guard and left him speechless.
Lu Xin'er blushed and spat, then cursed softly: "You little pervert, a gangster, a scoundrel!"
She had limited words to curse, so she quickly lowered her collar to cover it up.
It is indeed a bad guy, no wonder Mr. Tu wants to deal with it, it should be!
"I'm not. My name is 'love of beauty'. Little sister Jingmei, please listen to my explanation. My name is Ding Sanqi. What's your name? We are called fate. We have come thousands of miles away to meet..."
"Shut up!"
Tu Kun stretched out his finger and hit the impatient little guy, but he didn't expect it to be a slut with no taste.
He was thinking about whether such things should stay in Xianling Temple?
Lu Xin'er's little face turned red as if she had applied rouge, which was embarrassing for the sloppy Mengmei. After all, she had not forgotten her mission. She sent a message to remind: "Guardian Master, our sisters discovered that there is a Ji Dan underground on the lower left.
The strange wood energy is slowly approaching, about five feet away, and it seems a little out of place with the desolate and dead land around it, and something feels wrong."
The sisters also followed the little fox demon in calling them Guanzhu, which seemed cordial.
Before Zhang Wenfeng came out, he specially brought Sister Lu Xiner with him because he wanted to rely on the unique skills of Lu Zhinian. The more trump cards he had, the better.
The elm tree sprite we have to deal with is over a thousand years old. Even if he hasn't recovered to the fourth level yet, he should be close to it.
Suddenly there was a strange wood energy approaching here, and he immediately thought that it was an elm tree sprite appearing.
"Earth protector, sister Lu Xin'er noticed that there is a strange wood energy approaching from the ground on the lower left. Let's be careful. Maybe the elm tree spirit wants to attack us?"
Zhang Wenfeng said.
Being able to evade his and Tu Kun's detection and get close to about five feet away, the weird wood energy should not be underestimated.
Tukun grabbed Mengmei, who was still chattering after being beaten, and shouted through the voice: "Fly!"
The two men suddenly flew into the air from the rock. Zhang Wenfeng's hand was like lightning, and the sword light passed by, cutting off the seven or eight dark green roots that broke out of the ground and chased around them.
A burst of "crackling" sound broke out in the night sky.
There was a faint "pop" sound, and dark green juice sprayed upward from the broken roots, as if a drizzle had fallen.
"Close your breath and pores, the juice contains the smell of wood poison that corrodes the soul."
Tu Kun warned and shouted. He observed its color and smell, and with his rich practical experience, he recognized that the inconspicuous juice contained sinister means. It was not fatal to them, but it was a fatal trouble during a fight.
When masters compete, there is often a thin line between them.
He held the transparent body of Dream Charm in his hand, with orange-yellow flames burning inside.
Mengmei let out a shrill scream: "Master God, please spare my life. I surrender. Please don't burn it. It's going to be burned."
Compared to the previous petty beatings, pinching, and burning with earth flames, it was truly heartbreaking and painful.
There was no falsehood in the shouting.
Tu Kun sneered: "You are pretending to be dead, just pretend! Keep pretending to be crazy and stupid to distract us so that the elm tree sprites hiding underground can sneak up on us. You are indeed a pretending dreamer, and you almost hid it from us."
past."
He also just figured out that the Mengmei they caught was actually the accomplice of the elm tree sprite.
A combination of light and darkness almost plotted against them.
He didn't believe it was just a coincidence.
Who would have expected that the elm sprites hiding in the woods would be so courageous. Of course, they don't have the courage to plan the elaborate "Star Coffin Cloak" magic to trap tens of thousands of lives.
"Master Immortal, I was wronged. I didn't expect there were other things here. I really surrender. Please, don't burn it! I really don't know any elm sprites."
Mengmei caught it in Tu Kun's hand, and when it burned, it smelled like smoke and begged for mercy.
If it burns for a while longer, it will never survive.
It senses that the other party is really determined to burn him to death and bring him down. In a life-or-death situation, of course, life is the first priority. All moral integrity is bullshit.
Tu Kun didn't believe a word of this cunning little guy.
"If you really surrender, open your soul core. Don't talk and take action. We can try to see who can withstand it. A second-level Mengmei. I haven't seen it yet. I'll treat it as if it's burned to death." If you eliminate harm for the people, you won’t lose anything anyway.”
The soil burned slowly and unhurriedly, and he would not let go of the hawk until he saw the rabbit, and he would eat the little thing in his hand.
He has a lot of trump cards, and Mengmei has already completely lost.
Are you playing tricks with him?
Ten feet below, the viewer was fighting with countless teeth and claws and roots emerging from the soil. Tu Kun counted in his mouth: "I'll give you ten to consider, and you won't wait until it's too late!" He slowly counted the time, looking towards Look around.
The main body of the elm tree spirit should not be far away?
Have you misunderstood Meng Mei?
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