My little junior sister’s breasts are fierce and super strong

"Excuse me, have you seen a young man with a high ponytail, black clothes, and a knife on his waist?"

The vampire vine stretched out a vine and pointed to the path ahead that was covered by half-human trees.

After receiving the guidance, Jiang Qing smiled and said, "Thank you~"

The vampire vine shyly curled its leaves into curls and hid them in the grass.

These monster plants are quite cute...

Just now she went to the hole pointed by Tang Yuan. There was no one inside, but there were footprints. She followed the footprints all the way over. Just now the footprints were gone, she suddenly had a sudden idea and asked the demon plants for directions.

Jiang Qingyu walked into the depths of the forest and did not notice an inhuman shadow flashing behind him.

Branches are connected to branches, intertwined and interspersed on both sides of the winding path. Weeds half as tall as a person, and old vines wrapped around tree trunks and branches.

From time to time, an ape would swing back and forth between the trees holding on to the cane, and its cries would be louder than the other.

This path was obviously made by animals.

The mud is slippery when it rains, and animals leave footprints when they pass by. These footprints are of different shades, sizes, and shapes. It can be imagined that there are many kinds of creatures in this forest.

Thanks to the demonic plants, there are no violent demonic beasts here, and these beasts do not seem to be infected by resentment, which makes Jiang Qingyu a little curious.

The ghost domain covers the entire demon forest. Since this is the depth of the demon forest, it should be a key area infected by resentment.

Could it be that there is something here that can resolve or prevent resentment from invading?
Jiang Qingyu thought, holding Jinglan tightly and walking faster.

After about a cup of tea, the sight in front of me became wider. The trees with the thickness of bear legs turned into the thickness of buckets. They were sparsely arranged in a circle, standing straight and straight like soldiers, guarding this forbidden land of peach land.

A sky-blue spring filled with thick white mist appeared in front of us. The spring was surrounded by green grass and colorful flowers blooming everywhere.

The petals of these flowers all have dewdrops on them. If you look carefully, the dewdrops are not just dewdrops, but spiritual dew condensed from spiritual energy!

And the thick white mist is not mist. It is the spiritual energy in the spiritual spring that is too rich. It mixes into the air and turns into tiny water droplets that gather together to form mist.

Spirit flowers and herbs can be found everywhere, but Jiang Qingyu dare not pick them. She loves money, but if she loses her life because of her love for money, the gain outweighs the loss. That is a mental retardation.

What must be able to stop those resentments is this spiritual spring.

A figure came quietly, Jiang Qingyu was still standing ten steps away from the clear spring.

According to the laws of the world of cultivation, such good things must have owners.

So, where is its owner?
The bottom of the spring?
Just when she was about to take a few steps forward to observe the clear spring up close, a shadow fell on the grass. Jiang Qingyu suddenly turned around and swung a bright sword light, dodging to the left!

The next moment, Jiang Qingyu was stunned.

The sword light he swung accurately landed on three beautiful and delicate snow-white antlers, causing no real damage, not even a small wound.

Looking down, the body is white and very beautiful, the eyes are as deep and blue as a lake, and the hair is as smooth as brocade, like a deer.

"Husband..." Jiang Qing sighed at her charm and murmured her identity.

An ancient mythical beast that exists in the mountains and seas, Fu Zhu.

It is said that Fu Zhu is the embodiment of elegance and gentleness, has magical power, can resolve hatred and eliminate disasters, and is a symbol of auspiciousness, benevolence and compassion.

As resentment formed from resentment and hatred, Fu Zhu can be said to be their mortal enemy.

No wonder after the ghost realm was formed, it became the only pure land.

But why, three horns?Fu Zhu did not care about her rudeness, but bowed slightly to her gracefully: "Long time no see, Moon Goddess Wangshu."

Jiang Qingyu looked at Fu Zhu, his consciousness gradually dissipated, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The golden leaves between her eyebrows shone slightly, and when Fang Jiang Qingyu opened her eyes again, her eyes had turned golden.

"Husband, long time no see."

Fu Zhu raised his head and blinked his blue eyes: "Is it possible to have it in ten thousand years?"

Wangshu nodded, with a hint of emotion in his golden eyes: "I can't believe that I can still exist in the world in this way."

Fu Zhu lay elegantly on the grass and asked, "The Gods tried their best to seal the Demons for ten thousand years. Is it worth it?"

"It's not worth it." Wang Shu said with a smile.

Fu Zhu was not surprised by the answer. He said, "As long as you are happy."

"As soon as I woke up, I felt the breath of the succubus and the demon god. By the way, the mushroom is still there. So many ferocious beasts didn't eat it. It's a big disaster."

Wangshu shook his head fondly: "You, do you want to see where you live now before you say anything arrogant to Xiaogu?"

Hushu's body stiffened for a moment, and there was a vague guess in her heart, but she felt it again without believing in fate, and her grace gradually left it: "Why am I in the secret realm of chaos?"

Have you been sleeping all year long, and when you wake up, your nest has been moved? ?
"Then I don't know. Just ask Xiaogu, he will definitely tell you." Wang Shu tilted his head slightly and looked at Fu Zhu as if he were watching the fun, with a smile and help in his voice.

The husband said stubbornly: "I won't go!"

"Huh, don't talk about me anymore, let's talk about you."

Wang Shu: "What do I have to say, it's just a trace of residual consciousness."

Fu Zhu pointed at Jiang Qingyu: "Then let's talk about her!"

Knowing that Fu Zhu wanted to change the subject, Wang Shu asked gently: "What's wrong with her?"

Fu Zhu came closer and sniffed Jiang Qingyu, and said: "This human being is really strange. Not only does he have your soul aura, but he also has the aura of the God of War, Di Xuan."

Wang Shu smiled slightly after hearing this.

It was clearly Jiang Qingyu's face, but Fu Zhu saw the shadow of another person, gentle and strong. For a moment, he was a little distracted.

Her explanation was all in her ears: "Di Xuan became a sword spirit, which can be regarded as existing in a unique way, but I...have long since stopped."

"Now I am just a ray of spiritual thought. As for the soul breath you mentioned, it is probably because of Xiao Ali. On the eve of the war, he took away a ray of my divine soul and kept it for thousands of years. It will be reincarnated for hundreds of generations. To a certain extent, Come on, she is my daughter."

Wang Shu touched his face, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"The child of the moon? As an elder, I will give her a blessing."

A white mist flew out from the white corners of Fu Zhuyu and landed on Jiang Qingyu's head. A cloud of purple breath suddenly appeared. He swallowed the white mist in one gulp, chewed it twice, and burped humanely. .

Fu Zhu was surprised: "Is this the destiny given by Heaven? I feel the breath of Heaven on it."

Wang Shu was thoughtful, she smiled suddenly and said to herself: "That's it."

"Thank you for your blessing. My spiritual thoughts cannot be out for too long. I will go back first. Goodbye, Xiaobai."

"Hey! But-"