Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 292 The Wrath of Fengshen

The yellow sand on both sides continued to sink, causing quicksand...

Feng Qian only felt that the sand under her feet was flowing rapidly, and her body sank a little bit.

"Little Feng'er, give me your hand!" Sikong Shengjie reached out to her from the opposite side.

Feng Qian immediately stretched out her hand, and the moment she was about to touch his fingertips, something suddenly tripped under her feet, and a powerful force pulled her into the quicksand, and buried her deeply in the quicksand!
"Little Fenger——" Sikong Shengjie watched her fall into the quicksand, and flew to rescue her, but only managed to touch her fingertips in time, and then completely lost her trace!

"Little Feng'er—" Sikong Shengjie raised his head to the sky and screamed, heart-piercing.

The quicksand came and went quickly, and the surroundings quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, only Sikong Shengjie was left kneeling on the ground, digging the sand with his bare hands like crazy, one handful of soil after another...

"Xiao Feng'er, you can't have any trouble, I won't allow you to have any trouble!"

He kept digging and digging, like a raging lion, digging tirelessly...

I don't know how long he dug, until all his slender and jade-like fingers were bleeding, but there was still no sign of Feng Qian. He finally stopped, slowly suppressed his anger, and stood up.

He slowly opened his arms, a faint purple aura floated on his alluring face, his wide sleeves were windless and automatic.

His expression is extremely calm, but his surroundings are not calm, a whirlwind surrounds his body, slowly gathering, the wind is getting stronger and more urgent!
When you look carefully, you will be surprised to find that at this moment, Sikong Shengjie seems to be a different person, and his whole aura is different!

Like a king descending, the king descends on the world!

It seems that the god of death is coming to the world, ready to harvest life at any time!

A head of silver hair like a waterfall dances wildly in the wind, wanting to become one with the heaven and the earth!
Slowly, a few words came out of his mouth: "Feng, Shen, Zhi, Nu—"

In an instant, there was a strong wind, yellow sand filled the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color!

With Sikong Shengjie as the center, all the yellow sand in a radius of ten miles flew upside down, was blown into the sky, and a retrograde sandstorm rained down!

The scene was shocking!
Wrath of the Wind God!
Destroy the city, destroy the country, destroy the sky and destroy the earth!
At this moment, Sikong Shengjie was really angry!

Even if his opponent is the sky or the earth, even if he exhausts his life's spiritual power, he vows to pierce the sky and the earth!

Feng Qian didn't know what was going on outside, her feet were entangled by something, dragging her down, her eyes were pitch black, as if she had fallen into a bottomless pit!

The surrounding temperature drops rapidly from 40 degrees, 30 degrees, 20 degrees, 10 degrees... until it reaches freezing point!
Then, Feng Qian was dazzled by a sudden bright light, and fell from the world of quicksand into another strange world...

The strong fragrance of flowers wafted through her nostrils, Feng Qian slightly opened her eyes, and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of her!
This is a world of flowers, everywhere you look, criss-cross and full of flowers!

But the strange thing is that there is only one kind of flower blooming here, a flirtatious purple flower. The disk of each flower is as big as a human face, the flower branches are thick and the flower tendrils are curled up. Compete!
At this time, Feng Qian was entangled with the vines of these strange flowers on her feet, hands, waist and neck, and her whole body was suspended in the air, like a sacrifice ready to be sacrificed at any time!

"What kind of flower is this? It's too evil!"

Feng Qian struggled, but the more she struggled, the tighter the vines on her body became, and she was almost out of breath.

"I don't believe it anymore, people can still be entangled to death by flowers? The ever-changing spoon—"

With a flash of silver light, a spoon appeared in Feng Qian's hand: "Sweeping Qian—"

Before she could say the word "Jun", the spoon in her hand suddenly slipped out of her hand, and was entangled in flowers and tendrils. She confiscated it and threw it aside in disgust!
"I'll go!" Feng Qian cursed, and summoned the Dragon Pattern Ruyi Pot, "One hand—"

This time, she only said two words, and the pot was disarmed again!

These purple demon flowers seemed to understand human nature, and they had a thorough insight into her mind.

The spoon is gone, the pot is gone, and the weapons she can use are gone, what can I do?
She can't throw chili powder at them, can she?
囧囧 has God!

"By the way, these flowers seem to be..." Feng Qian suddenly remembered that she had seen the properties of various strange poisonous flowers in her senior brother Hua Mengying's medical books. These flowers and one of the poisonous flowers described in the book It's very similar. She was in a dangerous situation just now, and she just thought about how to get out. She didn't think about it for a while, but now that she thinks about it carefully, she really looks more and more like her.

Purple petals, flower discs with human faces, and a strong floral fragrance...it should be a legendary piranha!

Thinking of the words "Man-eating Flower", Feng Qian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she really wants to bury her life here today?

Turning her head, she looked at the piranha flower closest to her. The petals shrank and swayed, as if preparing to eat, and might pounce on her at any time, bite her face, and crush her. Devour it bit by bit!

I feel sick just thinking about it...

However, Feng Qian didn't panic, because she had already thought of a way to deal with piranhas!
"Come out! Bite them!"

ooh-

hum-

One, two, three... Dozens of spirit pigs were released together, spread their hooves, rushed towards the man-eating flowers, and gnawed on their flower branches.

Piranhas are born with a charming floral fragrance, which is simply too tempting for these spirit pigs!
And the piranha has a special and unknown cleanliness, that is, it only eats people, not livestock!

So, although they will attack spirit pigs, never eat them, because they are too picky!
This gave Feng Qian time to breathe!
Taking advantage of the entanglement between the piranha and the spirit pig, Feng Qian turned over, broke free from the flower vine, and fell to the ground. She quickly picked up the ever-changing spoon and the dragon pattern Ruyi pot on the ground, and shouted twice...

"Total Annihilation--"

"Cover the sky with one hand—"

Feng Qian waved the spoon in one hand, held the pot against the pot, and quickly shuttled among the piranhas, invincible!
Although dozens of spirit pigs were lost, they finally saved their lives. It was worth it!

After finally rushing out of the piranha bushes, Feng Qian came to a small stream, and she stopped to take a rest.

"I don't know what happened to Ah Sheng?"

She began to worry a little.

At this moment, a woman's voice came from not far away, vicissitudes and penetrating power, and somewhat familiar: "Since you are here, come in!"

Feng Qian looked around in surprise, and found that there was a simple thatched hut on the bank upstream of the stream, and the sound came from here.

There are still people living here?
Feng Qian was very curious, and walked over Xunsheng.

A lot of spiritual materials were planted in front of the thatched cottage, and the aura was particularly abundant, which reminded her of the spiritual material fields on Sunrise Peak. Could it be that the owner of this house is the strange man who lives alone on Sunrise Peak?
Before she knew it, she had come to the door, took a deep breath, and was about to knock on the door, when suddenly, the door opened by itself...

(End of this chapter)