Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 148 Guangyuan Secret Realm (21)

"Okay," Xue Wen always pampered Ji Mingzhao. There are not many places for Ji Mingzhao to be unrestrained. He hopes that he can be one of them, "Go to the stars and the sea."

Ji Mingzhao turned on the flashlight, and the return journey was always faster than when they came here. When the two came out of the tunnel, there was still fierce fighting in the sky.

When the two returned to the altar, Xue Wen spread a piece of cloth on the ground, then put Ji Mingzhao on the cloth, and stood in front of the altar gate to listen.

There was the sound of fighting outside the door, and for some reason these monks all focused on this 'mountain', because they knew that there were tigers in the mountains and they went to the mountain.

"...Don't go out yet." Xue Wen came to a conclusion.

At this moment, when he finally got out of that space, the Fenlingcao jumped up behind Ji Mingzhao.

It can be heard clearly in the space under the tunnel. Ji Mingzhao should have taken a piece of heavenly materials and earthly treasures in its name. It has kept its place so far in order to go up to the top and enjoy it with peace of mind. At this time, it is to remind Ji Mingzhao Ming Zhao returned its share to it.

Ji Mingzhao hurriedly carried the cloth bag to her chest. She really forgot to turn the grass. Although she brought out the treasures of heaven and earth in its name, these treasures of heaven and earth are all tens of thousands of years old. Cultivation, how could it be able to subdue it with a plant that is less than a fraction of the life of others...

"You can't beat it... you trust me..." Ji Mingzhao persuaded, "How about I give you three high-grade spirit stones?"

Fanlingcao didn't believe her nonsense, and felt that Ji Mingzhao was really lying to it, so he became more and more troubled.

Ji Mingzhao couldn't help it, but after all, it was taken out in the name of Fanlingcao, so he had to give Fanlingcao an explanation: "Then I'll release it, if you can beat it, it's yours, if you can't beat it, be good Take the spirit stone, calm down."

Fanlingcao shakes the blades of grass, signaling to Ji Mingzhao that he talks a lot of nonsense, it's a mule or a horse out for a walk, don't treat it as a grasshopper.

It has grown strong enough to follow Ji Mingzhao in the past few months, and it is more than double the size of the green grass that was picked at the end of the year. This size is very big, and the mentality is very inflated, but it has been cultivated for ten thousand years. In front of the grass are all small characters.

"I really let go..." Ji Mingzhao was still giving Fanlingcao one last chance.

The leaves of the fenling grass are flying, and all the patience is exhausted. As long as Ji Mingzhao says one more word, the grass will turn against her.

Ji Mingzhao had no choice but to let the wood essence out. After letting out the wood essence that was not yet awake, he whispered to the wood essence very worriedly: "This is Fenlingcao. I want...to discuss with you , for my sake, how about leaving it alive?"

Wooden Jing 'looked' at the eagerly-eager grass, and nodded slowly.

At this moment, Xue Wen sat down next to Ji Mingzhao: "Is the fight going to start?"

Ji Mingzhao looked at the Fenling grass very worriedly, she was afraid that the wood essence was not important, and she would go to Yucheng to catch another plant...

This grass has been with her for such a long time, how many opportunities have been found for her, and how many spirit stones have been earned for her. It must be a lie to say that there is no emotion, but this grass is so inflated for some reason, Ji Mingzhao thinks, he said Maybe she has to bear a share of the responsibility. In the final analysis, she was too conniving.

You shouldn't follow it in everything, take care of a plant of grass, and spoil yourself like this!

But then again, if she hadn't been doting on her and was as strong as a weed, she would have committed suicide long ago to show her ambition...

Just when Ji Mingzhao's mind was full of wild thoughts, Fanlingcao and Wooden Spirit moved at the same time.

Ji Mingzhao only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and two green shadows were entwined in the air. After a breath, the two green shadows landed at the same time. The wood essence was still the same wood essence, but the five leaves of the fenling grass were broken in half in an instant after falling to the ground. .

It was because Mu Jingkan was saving Ji Mingzhao's face, otherwise, Ji Mingzhao would be burying Fanlingcao today.

"Cao, are you alright, Cao!" Ji Mingzhao immediately hugged Fanlingcao in his arms.

Fanlingcao was greatly stimulated, and lay in Ji Mingzhao's arms for a long time without being able to calm down. The wooden spirit lacked interest. Obviously, ten more Fanlingcao would not be enough for it to fight, and in the end he directly He returned to Ji Mingzhao's backpack, and ignored the mentally traumatized Fenlingcao.

But what a staunch grass is the Twilight Grass, after losing, he feels ashamed to live in the world, so he wants to end it by himself, and it will be over once and for all.

"Don't! Don't die! What will I do if you die!" Ji Mingzhao hugged Fanlingcao and almost burst into tears. I can't bear you to die!There are still so many treasures of heaven and earth that have not been found, what would I do without you!

"I'll give you the spirit stone," Ji Mingzhao immediately thought of the spirit stone, "Isn't three spirit stones enough, can I give you five?"

At this time, Turning Grass doesn't want to make a comeback. This wood essence is the essence condensed from the essence of wood. Compared with its strength, Turning Grass is really far behind. The grass thinks that its own strength is good, but at this time Somewhat disheartened, perhaps only spirit stones can move its injured heart. It lifted the injured blade of grass and shook it at Ji Mingzhao twice: ten.

Ji Mingzhao's body hurts, but at this time the life of the vermicelli is more important. She hopes that it will live, not only because it can help her find opportunities, but also because it is the only vermicelli, and she is still happy to take it. Take out ten high-grade spirit stones and throw them into the cloth bag: "As long as you live."

Fanlingcao may have been moved by Ji Mingzhao's emotion, or maybe it was moved by the ten top-grade spirit stones. Fanlingcao finally calmed down, curled up in the cloth bag, and seriously absorbed the spiritual power in the spirit stones .

Ji Mingzhao's injury wasn't healed at all, and his mood fluctuated even more at this time, so he called out the Yanghuo Talisman again to save himself a sigh of relief.

"How is it?" Xue Wen felt ashamed after witnessing the ups and downs for a minute, but found it difficult to blend in, so he could only be a dedicated bystander and witness this big scene, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ji Mingzhao was really okay, she had suffered more serious injuries, and she had already sublimated at this time, and this little ailment still wouldn't kill her, "I'm really okay."

"Are you okay?" Xue Wen was still very worried about Ji Mingzhao's fatal injury, "Do you want to rest?"

It's okay to take a rest, Ji Mingzhao sat back on the cloth that Xue Wen had spread out, but just sat down on the ground when the sound of fighting outside the door gradually turned into screams.

Ji Mingzhao couldn't understand that these people knew that the 'mountains' were a tough nut to crack, but they insisted on rushing forward like this. She thought so, so she said the same thing: "Why are they all rushing here, beating and beating again and again?" but."

Xue Wen also sat down next to Ji Mingzhao: "Could it be... that the treasures of heaven and earth cannot be found elsewhere, or is someone persecuting them?"

If someone hadn't forced them, there would be no need to come here to take risks, and only these two possibilities would make these monks so reckless.

Ji Mingzhao agrees very much: "I think the latter is more."

"Actually, I've been thinking about one thing." Xue Wen frowned slightly. "It's not that this venerable is a very open-minded person. Why did you set up these 'mountains' in front of this palace?"

　small theater:

　　Ji Mingzhao: Why is it a life and death situation for others, but it becomes a comedy for me...

　　Xu Guangbai: ...Don't you think, you should reflect on yourself...

　　Ji Mingzhao (pressing Xu Guangbai): Shut up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)