Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

There is no color in the chaotic and empty world. Murong Ling curls up in a baby's embrace. Her mind pulls away from the spirit and begins to wander through time and space. She seems to have walked through the ancient footprints and glories, witnessing some resplendence and desolation. She can't really see or remember the mountains through the fog.

The comfort and warmth spread endlessly, and the mind finally broke away from the shackles of unknown forces and returned to the spirit. Everything she traveled in her dream was forgotten, but her memory before coma gradually became clear. She played every scene like a movie, and the information was so huge that she couldn't accept it for a moment.

When she was so powerful, she could trigger Huolian Jingguang to get rid of the devil. She didn't know how to do it. She didn't want to be magic.

"Master, master, you are awake at last."

A bright red figure flew out. The little man's facial features were delicate, male and female were indisputable. His face was full of excitement and excitement, and the curtain and joy in his eyes almost overflowed.

Murong Ling felt that her voice was very familiar, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "are you Huolian? What are you doing here? "

"It's me, it's me. The master didn't forget Lianlian. I'm so happy." Huolian fluttered her wings, patted her red belly pocket with her little hand, and her eyes were bright. "Master, Huolian has come to save you. Huolian has many sources, and master can get better after eating."

In order to prove that she was right, she threw a string of red light from her fingers and fell on Murong Ling's spirit. Murong Ling immediately felt a warm and soft breath washing in the spirit. The chaos disappeared immediately after she woke up, which showed the origin of Huolian.

The last time she was able to wake up, it was because she absorbed a lot of roots in the forest, which is similar to the fire lotus. This has puzzled her for a long time, and she has never heard that the roots of plants and trees have a miraculous effect on the recovery of spirits.

"What's the matter? Why can your origin save me?"

Huolian tilted her head suspiciously. "Don't you know, master? Your spirit and plants have the same origin. Our origin can save you naturally."

Murong Ling raised her eyebrows in surprise, "my spirit and plants have the same origin? What's the matter? I'm a human being. "

No matter in the past life or in this life, she was brought up by human fetus, not by plants. How could the spirit be homologous with plants. However, thinking of her powers and the green flow in her spirit, she began to be uncertain again. Is there any connection between her and herbs?

It seems that ordinary friars can't communicate with plants and draw people's life.

"Lianlian doesn't know. The spirit of her master is very familiar and warm. The first time she saw it, Lianlian was convinced and willingly worshipped you as her master." So said Huolian.

Murong Ling then understood where his master came from. After pondering for a long time, she said, "I suddenly had your purification ability before I was in a coma. Did you provide me with power?"

Although she can control things, she only stays at the most superficial level, communicating with each other, promoting growth and extracting the source, which must be completed with divine consciousness and controlled unilaterally. But since she entered the mysterious state on the spirit boat, she can know what the plants are thinking without communication, and even integrate with them, just like instinct.

The most wonderful thing is that when she was in the sea of fire, although she was not conscious, she still clearly remembered that she did not use any plant powers - besides, her powers could not extract and use plants, which she obviously did at that time.

"No Huolian shook her head and said, "master, it's not that we provide power, but that at that moment, you have our power."

Murong Ling was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time. She always felt that she had acquired some powerful skills. Now the question is, is the skill of being powerful and good without friends a flash in the pan, or does it need any specific trigger conditions?

These puzzles can only wait until there is a chance to try again, now the most important thing is to leave here.

She has learned from huoliankou that this is the space of yanghun wood. Li cangmin auctioned it for her in the auction house. Thinking of the strange Li cangmin in Liuli tower, murongling can't sit any longer and immediately gets out of yanghun wood.

As soon as she came out, she faced Li Cang min's bloodshot eyes, haggard and tired. At the moment when she saw her, she burst into bright light, just like a rainbow after a rainy day, full of bright and warm colors.

"Ling'er, you wake up at last."

Murong Ling was tightly held by him in her arms, and her arms imprisoned her for fear that she would disappear from her arms. Murong Ling was both excited and distressed. She was close to him carefully, and at the same time, she tried to maintain her soul body, so as not to turn into smoke and frighten people.The breath of the person in her arms is still cold, with the familiar cold fragrance, which makes her unconsciously want to get closer to him. It seems that there is a feeling in her heart that even if she has been in a coma for so many days, they are intimate and never separated - they are both in spiritual cultivation, and naturally water and milk mingle, but she has no consciousness in the past.

Murong Ling didn't know that they had already been in double cultivation. She just felt that they were getting closer when she woke up. She easily noticed Li cangmin's hidden emotions, the anxiety of waiting for a long time, the joy of being lost, and the love of cherishing treasure... Warm and sincere, fresh and real, that's Li cangmin who loves her deeply, Not the one who wields the sword at her.

She finally put down half of her heart.

After he was in a stable mood, Murong Ling pushed his shoulder and sat up straight. Yu Guang found a dark brown wood and three burnt incense sticks. The fragrance filled his nose, but the smell of Yu Xiang's spirit was very comfortable. It should be the holy product of raising the soul. Otherwise, her injury could not recover so quickly.

Of course, these are not important. The most important thing is, what's the matter with that strange Li cangmin?

"What are you hiding from me?" She fixed her eyes on him. When she touched the blood under his eyes, her heart was sour again, and her voice softened. "Don't hide from me any more. Shall we face it together?"

Li cangmin's dark eyes struggled. He looked at her and didn't speak. When she looked disappointed, he was shocked and quickly covered her eyes. His voice was low and dumb. He made a difficult decision, "OK, I said."

From the beginning to the end, he hoped that when ling'er looked at his sight, she would be in love and joy, not in disappointment and resentment. His endurance was more fragile than he thought.