Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

When Wu Sheng was discovered by the female cultivator, the talisman cast a spell to quietly hide the aura of the two of them, and led Wu Sheng down a small slope.

As it was getting late, Fu Zhu thought about what the monks on the road said, raised her eyes and glanced at Wu Sheng, and didn't plan to move on.

She doesn't practice tonight, so let's see what the monster in Qijabori Mountain is.

The evening wind rustled the leaves.

The flames on the ground flickered from side to side, flickering on and off.

Fu Zhu's hand was already on the hilt of the Dulu Immortal Sword, and whenever he found something wrong, he would chop it off with his sword.

But after a long time, there was no movement.

Those few monks mostly heard the rumors and spread rumors, and the more they said, the more outrageous they became.

Fu Zhu loosened her hand holding the Dulu Sword. She moved a step, trying to add some firewood, but suddenly realized that Wu Sheng was gone!

And the surrounding wind didn't seem to change at all.

Fu Zhu pursed her lips, her complexion was heavy, her knuckles were slightly white due to too much force in the hand holding the fairy sword, and the veins on the back of her slender white hand were bulging, showing the girl's anger.

Fu Zhu raised his sword and wanted to find Wu Sheng, but just half a step away, his body suddenly stopped.

wrong.

She had clearly set up a barrier, and Shuang Xueming was by her side protecting Wu Sheng, so how could someone take him away silently?
The talisman's eyes fell on the place where Wu Sheng was before, it was empty, and Shuang Xueming was also missing.

She suddenly had a guess in her heart, and suddenly slashed out with a sword. The sword light was soft and white, and its energy was like a rainbow, illuminating the entire night.

There was a bang, and trees fell one after another, making a loud noise.

The mountain monk was suddenly shivered by the cold wind at night.

Holding the weapon he hadn't taken back, he couldn't figure it out, "What happened just now? Where is that monster? Why did it suddenly disappear!"

"Have you encountered a monster too?" came the voice of the companion.

He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that the monster had left, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "It's a three-headed monster."

"No, it's obviously a monster with a beautiful face and a bird's body, but when it sings, it's like a newborn child, whining." His companion retorted.

The two quarreled about what the monster just now looked like.

Naturally, the talisman on this side didn't know, the tree fell to the ground and caused a burst of dust, she waved her hand quickly, fanned away the choking dust, and looked towards the place where Wu Sheng disappeared.

He blinked twice with black and white eyes, looking at the talisman.It seemed that she didn't understand why she swung the sword suddenly just now, and the sword energy cut down so many trees.

"Sure enough, it's an illusion." Fuzhu murmured.

Seeing that Wu Sheng was fine, she finally stretched her brows and eyes, and swung her sword casually again. The soft white sword light was as thin as a silver thread, and she went towards the woods.

After half a breath, something seemed to be nailed to the tree.

Fu Zhu took Wu Sheng's hand and teleported to the ancient tree.

A green eight-legged spider was nailed to the trunk by the sword aura. The sword aura had not yet dissipated, and it was as thin as a silver needle.

The green spider was still breathing, and after struggling a few times, a red flower bone growing on its head fell to the ground with a thud.

"I've never heard of dream-weaving spiders growing flowers on their heads..." Fu Zhu knelt down to pick up the flower bone, a soft red light flashed, and the flower bone on the ground turned into a palm-sized villain.

She seemed to be woken up, rubbed her golden pupils, looked around, it was not dawn yet!
The villain has a red dress with green wings, red gold pupils, and a head of black hair as beautiful as silk. He looks like a harmless elf.

Fuzhu picked up the red flower villain, put it in the palm of her hand, and talked to her, "What's your relationship with the dream-weaving spider?"

Seeing a stranger suddenly, the villain timidly dragged his long black hair to cover his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking curiously at the girl in front of him.

A little silver light flashed into her golden pupils, and then she saw a sword aura as thin as a silver needle on the tree, nailing the Dream Weaving Spider to it, and green blood dripped down the tree trunk.

"Is the dream-weaving spider dead?" The villain flapped his green wings and flew to the tree, turned around, and then gently dropped the talisman into his palm, saying happily, "That's great!"

It doesn't seem to be with the Dream Weaving Spider, so why does she grow on top of the Dream Weaving Spider?
The villain seemed to be very happy, she danced in the palm of the talisman, and stopped after a while, embarrassed to remember that she hadn't answered the question of the beautiful girl in front of her.

The red flower elf jumped onto the shoulder of the talisman, and said in a warm voice: "I don't know how long this dream-weaving spider has lived in the mountains. I was swallowed by it after I ran out of Wangshe City. I don't know why it didn't die. It fell off, and it grew back on top of its head."

"Then we seem to have merged into one. I like to devour sunlight, so I will appear during the day, while the Dreamweaving Spider appears at night..." Little Red Flower pointed her fingers, "It's been like this for about 300 years."

"You ran out from Wangshe City?" Fuzhu asked in surprise.

The red flower figure nodded, "That's right! I am a hibiscus flower in Wangshe City." But at that time, it hadn't yet given birth to wisdom, and it was an ordinary hibiscus flower.

But it remembers that the Crown Princess often held it in her hand and praised it as the most beautiful hibiscus flower in the world. Even on the wedding day, the Crown Princess brought it with her!
But after the princess died, Fusanghua suddenly became very depressed. She sobbed, "Hey... I miss Princess Wei Jiang..."

Fu Zhu quickly put her in the palm of his hand, and interrupted the crying of the little Fusang flower by talking to her. Fu Zhu asked, "Who is Princess Wei Jiang?"

As expected, the hibiscus flower girl stopped crying. She raised her tearful eyes and said, "Princess Wei Jiang is Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess!"

"..." Saying it is tantamount to saying it in vain.

Fuzhu asked softly: "Then why didn't you go back to Wangshe City to find your Princess Wei Jiang?" After being swallowed by the dream-weaving spider, she could control the dream-weaving spider's body during the day.

The teardrops of the hibiscus flower figurine fell down with a thud, "Princess Wei Jiang is dead, she is dead..."

In her memory, the clouds on that day were extremely beautiful, but they were not as beautiful as the most beautiful hibiscus flowers in Wangshe City. The clouds all over the sky were compared by Princess Wei Jiang.

The hibiscus flower villain suddenly became very sad.

Fu Zhu didn't expect that her words would make the hibiscus flower sob again. She changed the subject repeatedly to comfort her, "Now that the Dream Weaving Spider is dead and you are free, don't be sad."

The hibiscus flower villain glanced blankly at the dream weaving spider's body, and suddenly a gorgeous red flower grew out of its head, it was a hibiscus.

Fuzhu put the villain on a branch, and said softly: "I'm leaving here, you take care of yourself."

The hibiscus flower on the villain's head shook twice, and a petal fell off. She felt sad because the girl in front of her was about to leave.

The villain picked up the bright red hibiscus flower petals, put them in the palm of the talisman, and asked reluctantly, "Are you going to Wangshe City?"

People who come to Qijabori Mountain all want to go to Rajagha City, and this girl in front of me should be no exception.

The green and transparent wings behind the hibiscus flower figurine kept flapping and stopped in the air, carefully reminding her, "The city of Wangshe is very dangerous."

The little elf is kind by nature, and she has been preventing people who enter Mount Jijabori from going to Rajagha.

She was even more reluctant to let the girl in front of her go into danger.

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