The meat shield of the era of aura recovery

Chapter 240 Transforming Spirit Smoke Bamboo
"Ah!!!" The ear-piercing scream directly shattered the already fragile ice formation, and the figures of the two appeared in front of the person with the green light without any cover.Its eyes were strange and wriggling.

Lin Xiaoqiang observed carefully, and found that the eyes of the green man had moved from the position of the ears to the position of the mouth, but his appearance was still shocking, and he could feel inexplicable evil thoughts just looking at it.

As soon as he saw the green man looking this way, Lin Xiaoqiang heard the sound of breathing again, he turned decisively and covered Song Wanhua's mouth, trying to make her hold it back.

Song Wanhua's scream was too lethal. If it were an ordinary person beside her, she would have foamed at the mouth and passed out. Fortunately, she was specialized in defense. Lin Xiaoqiang thought with shame, but still couldn't cover it. Song Wanhua.

A scream pierced through the clouds, followed by an instant drop in temperature of more than ten degrees.Song Wanhua can use super-large-scale freezing spells even when she is afraid, how strong would this strength be if it can be used normally?
Shivering involuntarily, Lin Xiaoqiang hurriedly pulled Song Wanhua away.Because Song Wanhua's attack just now also frightened the green man, and even made it fly.

There is a figure in the air. There are several branches growing on the body of the figure, one of which runs across its head, as if it has been pierced. Coupled with the vines hanging beside its head, it looks like it was hanged. tree people.

Although Song Wanhua was terrified, she did not lose her ability to escape at all. After realizing it, she grabbed Lin Xiaoqiang instead, and ice cubes appeared continuously under her feet, carrying her quickly to the distance like a skateboard.

"Calm down." Lin Xiaoqiang yelled weakly, not knowing what kind of evil this person is, he would be so frightened by something like that that he would run away with his head in his arms.

"That's just the spirit of the tree! It's not a ghost!" Seeing that he was about to hit the huge tree trunk, Lin Xiaoqiang panicked: "Look carefully! That's the demon king! That's the demon king, not a ghost!"

"I'm afraid." Song Wanhua said sadly, turning her head to look at Lin Xiaoqiang tearfully.

"Trees!!!" Lin Xiaoqiang shouted in despair when he saw the trees close at hand.

With a sound of 'poof', Lin Xiaoqiang bumped into Song Wanhua's back, and Song Wanhua bumped into a huge ball of white cotton, sinking deeply.

"Calm down!" A beautiful female voice came from the cotton, Lin Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it should be the talking spirit.

The two pulled themselves out of the cotton, only to find that they were surrounded by white cotton. This should be a trick used by the Hualing.Song Wanhua breathed a sigh of relief, the other party did not have obvious malice.

Because she couldn't see the hideous Hualing, Song Wanhua also calmed down a little. She listened to the voice next to her ear, and still stared around vigilantly. Like a bunny.

"What do you mean?" Lin Xiaoqiang was unhappy when he found himself trapped. He stared at a certain position on his right hand, his eyes fixed there.

"Calm down! Calm down! Let's wait until we grow our face!" Hua Ling's voice came from the cotton, it was very dull, and it was impossible to tell where it was from the source of the sound.

Hua Ling was trying hard to shape her appearance according to Song Wanhua's facial features, when she suddenly became agitated and found that the man was staring at her hiding place, she moved shyly, and then Lin Xiaoqiang continued to follow her movement.

"Hey, don't stare at us like that, we're afraid, we don't want to hurt you!" Hua Ling's voice came out of the cotton again.

Because she couldn't see the transformation spirit but could hear it, Song Wanhua was still very nervous. She stepped back to lean on Lin Xiaoqiang, but she didn't expect that there was no one behind her, so she lay on her back without any precautions. On the cotton cushion, there was a series of "puff puff puff" sounds.

Lin Xiaoqiang's eyebrows raised up and down, watching Song Wanhua's mysterious operation, he chose to pretend not to see it, turned his head and continued to study cotton.

In fact, he was setting up his formation in secret. After all, he was deeply trapped in someone else's cage. His nerves were not that big, and some necessary protective measures still had to be taken.

"There is also cotton in this place?" Lin Xiaoqiang asked in surprise when he poked the soft white cotton to make sure that it was really a fiber he was familiar with.

"Hey, this is cotton, our specialty!" Hua Ling explained proudly.

Hearing Hua Ling's explanation, Lin Xiaoqiang was shocked: "Your body is actually a cotton plant?"

"Our body is Yanzhu! What eyes do you have?!" Hua Ling said strangely, and then suddenly realized: "Sorry, I forgot, we are from there."

"Hi everyone, our name is Yanzhu, and we are the spirits in the dimensional cracks you mentioned. Hehe, one of our characteristics is that we can weave cloth! These cottons are our specialty, so you can hold back What? We haven’t disconnected from this ball of smoke yet! You’re still poking with spiritual power!!”

Lin Xiaoqiang smiled embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, this cigarette cotton feels so good, I can't help but touch it more."

"That's not true! All the spirits and humans say that our smoke cotton is beautiful! And this smoke cotton has not been disconnected from us, and it still maintains the maximum activity!"

Hualing's triumphant voice came, and then he said angrily: "Don't use your spiritual energy to poke it!! We are very itchy!!!"

Lin Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Song Wanhua, who was squatting on the ground poking the cotton aggrievedly.

There is a very magical thing about this cigarette cotton, that is, the dirty things that can't get on it.As soon as things like dirt and branches on the feet touched the smoke cotton, they flowed out as if being carried by water.

Listening to Hua Ling's voice, Song Wanhua's head was full of black threads, and she rubbed her hands together in embarrassment. She now felt that her hands were very rough. After thinking about it, she couldn't help pinching the cotton again, which is softer than silk The feel really made her linger, like swimming in milk. The slight resistance not only did not reduce the feel, but also gave the fingertips enough time to analyze and understand the structure. This feeling is really unforgettable.

"Oh, we are very itchy. Hey, what is the sudden comfort?!" Hua Ling's voice changed in an instant, from the kitten who had just blown its fur to a kitten enjoying itself.

"Ahem, we haven't arranged our facial features yet, wait for me."

After waiting, two hours passed, and when Lin Xiaoqiang was about to fall into a coma in this warm and gentle village, Hua Ling suddenly yelled excitedly: "We have grown up!"

(End of this chapter)