The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 344 Tangtang, Sorry
Nangong Mo didn't know that the medicinal fragrance of the Cangfu Magic Spirit Flower overflowed like silk, and it had already alarmed monsters big and small in the depths of the forest.

In the dark, a pair of blood-red eyes salivately stared at the anther body in her hand, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Even though Nangong Mo was very impatient, she didn't dare to walk too fast.

She looked left and right, turned her head from time to time, and tried every step, lest she make too much noise and disturb the creatures in the forest.

At this moment, the monster in the dark bowed its huge body and rushed up impatiently.

The sharp breaking wind blew past her ears, wiping a drop of blood on her flawless white face.

Nangong Mo instantly realized that the danger was approaching her, and her little face turned pale.

She used to be a profoundly gifted cultivator, so she naturally knew very clearly that what was coming from her side was an extremely powerful monster force.

"Jie! Jie!"

A strange sound shook the sky, resounding through the entire mountain in the dark night.

Looking at the huge monster so close at hand, Nangong Mo broke out in a cold sweat and froze immediately.

For a moment, she forgot that the most important thing she should do at this time was to run for her life.

This monster looks like a hornless dragon, huge, ferocious and frightening.

A volume of records instantly appeared in Nangong Mo's mind.

This is the big monster in the forest... a mandrill!
She subconsciously looked down at the Cangfu Illusory Spirit Flower in her hand, and suddenly understood.

It was brought by this medicinal spirit.

She was so stiff that she didn't dare to move, and she was very annoyed.

How could she do such a stupid thing?

Cang Fu Huan Linghua is not an ordinary anther, but a peerless medicinal spirit that is rare in ten thousand years.

Not only the cultivators scrambled to snatch it, but also the tyrannical monsters flocked to it.

This is also the reason why it caused such a big commotion in the Lingmai Grand Canyon when it first appeared.

There are no two suns in the sky, and one mountain cannot accommodate two masters.

Now, above this mountain forest, the mandrill must be the most powerful monster.

The rest of the monsters who wanted to seize the anthers had already hidden them knowingly.

Nangong Mo finally moved, if she didn't escape, she would die.

Escape, maybe there is a glimmer of life.

The mandrill is a big monster in the forest, who can tell good from bad, and doesn't care about a small human body at all. His blood pupils are firmly locked on Nangongmo's hand.

It suddenly raised its claws, squeezed her petite and thin body, and dragged her into the air.

Nangong Mo is like an ant on its huge sharp claws. No matter how much she struggles, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree, and she is overwhelmed.

She felt that her ribs seemed to be pinched and broken, and a strong sense of suffocation surged up, and she weakly let go of the hand that was holding Cang Fu Huan Linghua tightly.

She thought that as long as she left quietly, she would be able to control her life and not drag Shen Tangluo down.

She never thought that she didn't go far, and even her own life and death were difficult to decide.

How sad.

In a trance, she returned to the morning when Shen Tangluo rescued her from the ghost forest.

That year, Shen Tangluo was only ten years old, but she was able to use the most indifferent and sharp words to wake up her who insisted on pretending to be confused.

She said: "Did your mother bring you into the world just to let you be manipulated by others?"

Do not!
It was also from then on that she made up her mind that she must live out her own image and never let others control her life and death.

Tangtang never interfered with her affairs, she gave her enough opportunities to choose freely.

Having been by Shen Tangluo's side for so many years, she witnessed the girl's sharpness and growth with her own eyes, but she gradually lost herself, trapped herself in a prison, and became anxious about gains and losses.

For four years, she has never understood that she has never been anyone's burden.

At this moment, she was just Nangong Mo, and she would never become anyone's burden again.

She realized it, and at the moment of life and death, she realized it completely!

Unfortunately, it's still too late.

The matter has come to this point, the heart has been relieved, and there are no regrets in this life.

"Tangtang, I'm sorry, I still failed to live up to my expectations in the end, and I will let you down."

A weak voice came from her lips, the girl slowly closed her eyes, and a line of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

　ps: Chi, that is, mandrill.A kind of mountain monster, shaped like a hornless dragon, huge in size, extremely ferocious, likes to bury the prey it catches (collection addiction)

　　It is recorded in "The Chronicles of the Gods and Demons" that "Drill is the mountain, which is a monster of wood and stone in the mountain."

　　This article is quoted only, with minor changes.

　　
　
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