Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

There is heavy fog in the purple fog forest. Even if there is a big red road, it is limited to a very small range, and can only maintain a short time. A group of people can walk through it, and the place is quickly engulfed by the purple fog. People walk in the fog, and they don't know where they come from, and they don't know where they are going. Without the guidance of Rongfei's compass, they have to spend more time to get out of the purple fog forest.

Because the danger in the forest is unknown, they keep on marching in formation. Dahong and Rongfei are driving ahead. Murong Ling and Fengjian are in the middle of the moon, one on the left and the other on the right. Li cangmin is responsible for breaking up. They have successfully avoided several arrays and have not encountered any risks.

It's extremely difficult for Murong Ling to keep her spirit tight all the time. She had been trained and kept alert for three days and three nights. At this time, she had a broader sense of God, but she didn't feel any better. Feng Jianyue's face was obviously tired.

After another half an hour, she finally said, "Rong Daoyou, let's have a rest."

She already knew that if she spoke to Murong Ling or Li cangmin, they would not pay attention to her. Only Rongfei seemed kind and easy to talk.

Sure enough, Rongfei looks back at her mental distress. Just as she is about to respond, she is interrupted by Murong Ling, who says coldly, "if you want to rest, you can stay, but we still have to go on."

Although red dispels purple fog, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. At least between the breath of mouth, nose and skin, scattered fog will be inhaled more or less. The accumulation of poisonous gas in the body will paralyze the body's reaction ability and mental acuity, thus reducing the overall combat effectiveness, which is extremely unfavorable for everyone. This kind of time is naturally the faster out the better, where there is time to waste to rest.

Anyway, it's a monk's body. Even if he lost his vitality, he shouldn't be so fragile. It's only half an hour's work to start.

Murong Ling despises Feng Jianyue even more. She comes from a big family. Feng Jianyue's environment is more complicated than her. She is trained to be like a greenhouse flower. She is a monk with a strong willpower, even less than an ordinary soldier.

Like her Murong family, even though she was born in her own family and had the talent of cultivation, the elders in the family did not spoil her at all. Instead, they were more strict and tempered, so as to temper her willpower and temperament. Only after a lot of training, could she become the most qualified successor and lead the Murong family to regain its former glory.

Even though she sometimes dislikes the cold and heartless family, she is more grateful. Murong Ling is today's Murong Ling only with the cultivation of the family. No one will refuse to be stronger. Only the weak will hide in the greenhouse to enjoy the sunshine and rain. From the beginning to the end, she does not want to be a weak person.

Only the strong can dominate their own destiny!

Just like now, Feng Jianyue's status in the team is not as good as Da Hong, who is the favorite of the spirit. After Murong Ling clearly raised her objection, Rong Fei didn't have the heart to pity Xiang Xiangyu, and changed his words, "Feng Daoyou, you can bear it again and rest when you get out of the forest."

The rejected Feng Jianyue's face was very ugly. She subconsciously looked at Li cangmin, but saw that the other side's eyes had been on Murong Ling. She didn't even give her any light. Her face turned pale and blue, and she reluctantly said, "OK."

But at this moment, Murong Ling's eyes suddenly turned sharp, her narrow eyes flashed a sense of obliteration, and she even offered a spirit whip to her. The spirit whip with wood spirit came whistling, and it was about to fall on her face. The wind saw the moon immediately avoiding to the left, and she was afraid to blame, "Murong Taoist friend, what do you mean! If you have any problem with me, just put it forward. Why do you want to ruin my appearance? "

Her sharp accusation sound was sharp and harsh under the whistling whip wind. Murong Ling scolded her coldly, "shut up!"

After the blow failed, the wood spirit whip in her hand continued to wave. The monster screamed and scared away by the wind and the moon was finally hit by the spirit whip. There was a shrill whine after the whiplash. At this time, people suddenly realized that there was a monster sneaking attack in the purple fog.

"Murong fairy, what's the matter?"

Rongfei immediately sacrificed his magic weapon, yuruyi, and began to be on guard. His magic weapon was a jade Ruyi, with a white body. The jade body curved slightly, with a dragon carved on it. At the end of the jade body was a circle the size of a palm, with heavy overlapping scales on it. From a distance, it looked like a flower shower.

Murong Ling didn't laugh when she saw the time difference for the first time, but she still restrained herself with great self-cultivation. By the way, she remembered the lovely and comfortable bathroom of her family, which aroused a little homesickness.

But at this time, Murong Ling, who was fighting with monsters, didn't have the time to answer his question, "there are monsters, we are surrounded by monsters!"

After the wind saw the moon, she realized that Murong Ling was saving her.

When she thought of her behavior, she felt a little humiliated. She didn't appreciate it at all. Instead, she complained secretly. Murong Ling clearly wanted to make a fool of her on purpose. Otherwise, why didn't she remind her? If she didn't escape in time, her face would be scratched by vitality.At this time, hearing that she was surrounded by monsters, she was both worried and afraid, and asked, "how did Taoist Murong know? The purple fog is heavy. Can you still see it? "

However, no one paid any attention to her. Those who have combat power have already attacked Ziwu. Li cangmin, who knows Murong Ling best, made a sword at Ziwu at the first time. She only hit eight times in ten times, which is far less than Murong Ling, who has only refined the eighth floor of Yuan Dynasty. Every time she draws out the spirit whip, she can hit the target. The whip never fails. Can she see it, The fact is obvious.

Feng Jianyue's face turns red when she is beaten again, and her hatred for Murong Ling goes deeper. The other three are busy killing demons. She can't use Yuanli, can't use magic, and can't even use magic weapons. She can only try to get close to the three and take advantage of their protection.

Even if the three were superior, they could not resist the fact that there were a large number of monsters in the purple fog, and soon some monsters broke through the siege and re entered the defensive circle. This kind of monster's body is very small, and its whole body is like purple mist. It is as fast as lightning. It changes its shape in a vertical crossing, just like a mass of flowing purple fog. It perfectly integrates with the environment of purple fog forest. It should be a unique monster of purple fog forest.

Purple fog beast is not only fast, four claws and tusks are extremely sharp, Rongfei accidentally caught a paw, immediately skin rolling, wound lingering with a layer of light purple, slowly began to rot up, with clear is with poison!

Rong Fei was injured, the speed of attack became slow, there are more purple fog beast from his side to break in, the wind saw the month suddenly scared out of courage, quickly ran to Li cangmin, "Li master, help me!"