waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 354 Ink Hair, Purple Robe, King of Ziyun

Chapter 350 IX Ink Hair, Purple Robe, King of Ziyun
An Ran couldn't help but grind her teeth secretly, this Lao Shizi's Qingli resurrection bracelet likes her?
And the Qingli resurrection bracelet that has been floating faintly in the sky seems to be anxious because it can't find the person who has been faintly attracting it.

got windy.

The fields of flowers and plants are still swaying with the breeze.

I don't know if it was because the breeze was too strong, or the flowers and plants that were promoted to grow were too sharp, and accidentally scratched the exposed skin of the two black-clothed and veiled women who had been standing still.

The maid obviously experienced the deaths of the three of Fang Yongchang just now, and understood that a drop of blood from this Qingli resurrection bracelet can kill a person.

Looking at each other, the right hand immediately covered the injured skin.

Unfortunately, it is still too late.

The green glass resurrection bracelet and its rapid rotation flew to the side of the maid, tightly covering the wound of one of them.

The other person was also unable to move, only to see the weeping blood phoenix engraved on the bracelet emitting light again.

I only heard a desperate roar from the woman's throat, followed by the two of them fell to the ground, just like the tragic death of the three of Fang Yongchang.

Dongfang Ji narrowed his eyes tightly, and kept scanning Rong Qingmeng and Anran back and forth.

Regarding the death of the two maids, he did not attract much attention.

Originally, in his plan, these people were all to be used by the Qingli Resurrection Bracelet.

And they just played their due value.

It's just that compared to this, he cared more about what Ye Muqing said just now.

The reason why the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet did not choose her would be because someone more qualified appeared.

And there are only four of them in this area.

The Qingli Rebirth Bracelet will only choose softer women as graves.

In other words, the more qualified ones are in the dream of Yang Anran and Rong Qing.

Rong Qingmeng is a wood spirit monk, maybe it's her.

His eyes were finally glued to Rong Qingmeng who was dressed in fluttering white clothes.

Apparently, Rong Qingmeng's complexion was not very good, because her thoughts were just like Dongfang Ji's. It was because of the power of the wood element in her body that she lost control of the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet just now.

She was in the Rong family, a family of medicine, and she knew everything about medicinal materials, including the green glass resurrection bracelet that brought the dead back to life and revived everything.

Like this, how could he look good.

At the same time, the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet was spinning faster and faster, and the Weeping Blood Phoenix not only didn't stop as before, but instead glowed even brighter.

Dongfang Ji frowned tightly, the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet was out of control.

Ye Muqing's complexion didn't improve after resting for a while, on the contrary, she became paler, even leaning against Dongfang Ji's arms, she seemed to be crumbling.

The sound is like a fountain
"It needs blood. If we don't find a suitable tomb to nourish it, we will all be sucked dry and die here."

The flowers and plants blown by the breeze in the valley began to grow faintly, getting thicker and thicker.

An Ran bit her lips tightly, if she knew that she was the one that this broken bracelet liked, she wouldn't stay here for a second even if she was killed just now.

I saw that there was no time for people to breathe, the bracelet spun quickly, and it flew towards An Ran's direction.

The seven-colored black silk tightly held in An Ran's hand has not been withdrawn, and the faint smile on her face has disappeared.

Just at this moment, An Ran's heart skipped a beat.

A powerful and familiar aura densely surrounded An Ran, lingering and strong, and tightly entwined with the smell of medicinal herbs.

It's him.

All of a sudden, An Ran, who was originally on guard, relaxed and cracked a smile on the corner of her lips. That smile was not polite, and even her eyes were stained with that deep smile.

The whole person exudes warmth, like peach blossoms in full bloom.

The sense of urgency and crisis brought by the Qingli resurrection bracelet seemed to be nothing in front of that person.

Sure enough, when the bracelet was about to touch An Ran's flying hair, a powerful purple lightning instantly wrapped the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet tightly, and with a bang, it flung it towards a towering valley , Thick gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Immediately afterwards, An Ran felt her waist tighten, and she was hugged tightly by a pair of big hands with well-defined knuckles, and pushed her into a broad and cold chest, with her cheeks pressed against each other.

An Ran only saw a touch of lavender robe cuffs enter her eyes, followed by her body before consciousness, raised her hands, and hugged the man tightly.

The smile on his lips grew stronger.

The person who came was Jimo Qingcang.

Only an indifferent voice with imperceptible annoyance
"Yang Anran!"

An Ran's cheek was pressed tightly against the man's chest, and a smile spread across her lips.
"Yes"

An Ran could even feel the ups and downs of that man's chest, she knew why this man was so angry.

"Because you are here."

Because I feel that you are coming, I can be so unscrupulous and ignore the danger in front of me. I know that you will protect me.

The clear and shallow voice carried joy, joy, and peace of mind into Jimo Qingcang's ears.

The lips were pursed tightly, and the rigid face that was originally a little angry eased a little.

He hugged An Ran vigorously and tightly with both hands, and only heard a sound.

"stupid"

It seemed that this stupid woman would not be able to let her wander around in the future, and it would be safer to keep her by her side.

Also, she always flatters and acts like a spoiled child whenever she gets a chance. Except for herself, no one will be able to accept such a stupid woman.

On An Ran's side, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but the rest of the people are not like that.

Especially Rong Qingmeng, the pale look on her entire face, the moment she saw Jimo Qingcang appearing, was no different than the pale look on Ye Muqing's face, which had been exhausted.

Especially seeing the action of protecting Yang Anran with a decisive posture, it finally made those charming eyes stained with a miserable expression.

"My King"

The expressions in Ye Muqing's eyes were also varied.

Such a powerful man broke into here suddenly, not only shocked but also amazed.

I just felt the slightest pain from the palm that hugged me tightly, and I finally came back to my senses
Doubtful and inquiring
"He, who is he?"

Dongfang Ji hugged Ye Muqing, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the palm of Ye Muqing's tight embrace suddenly exerted force.

"Ink hair, purple robe, so powerful, the strike of thunder. It should be that person. The king of the Ziyun Empire"

Dongfang Ji just said this, but the astonishment in Ye Muqing's eyes intensified.

It turned out to be that person, the king of Ziyun Empire, Jimo Qingcang? !

But, why, how did that legendary existence appear here? ?
Jimo Qingcang didn't care about these things, his black eyes exuded indifference, he glanced lightly at everyone present,

"go back."

An Ran raised her eyes and met her gaze.

Without losing his smile, he nodded.

(End of this chapter)