Godly Upgrading System: Full Level Instantly

"Cough ~"

accompanied by a cough, ye Ziheng slowly stood up.

At this time, ye Ziheng's clothes had already been turned into a rag, and there were blood left all over his body, but at the same time, he was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Ziheng walked slowly to Huayan's side. Looking at the flower face all over the body. But before he had time to say anything, he saw Hua Yan raise his hand and reach out to ye Ziheng.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng subconsciously retreats behind him, but then, Hua Yan's fingers are slowly growing a gorgeous red flower.

"Take it. It's not poisonous."

Say, Hua Yan's face showed a faint smile.

But ye Ziheng is some do not believe that, who knows if this is the trick of Huayan.

"Take it. The flower is not poisonous. She wants to do something to you now. She can't do anything about it."

The voice of the devil came slowly. After hearing this, ye Ziheng put down his guard. He walked slowly and picked the flower from his finger.

Looking at the gorgeous and delicate flowers in his hands, ye Ziheng's face is unable to help but show a trace of temptation.

Just want to ask, Hua Yan is the first to ask: "did you send her flowers?"

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment. He looked at the place where Hua Yan's eyes were focused, saw the purple Han rain, and then took a look at the flowers in his hands and shook his head.

Hua Yan saw this and showed a faint smile on her face, "then give this flower to her. Every girl is eager to receive flowers from her beloved boy. Unfortunately... "

Speaking of this, Hua Yan stopped and looked at the flower in ye Ziheng's hand for a long time, and then slowly said after half a ring.

"It's a pity that I haven't received his flowers in my life."

With that, Hua Yan smiles at ye Ziheng, and her body slowly begins to wither, just like those flowers that have lost nutrients and soil.

And ye Ziheng stood in situ also hesitated for a few seconds, finally turned his head, took up the flowers, limped to the purple Han rain.

"This flower, send you."

Ye Ziheng said that he handed out the flowers in his hand. He didn't have good lines. He only had four simple words.

Purple Han rain looked at a daze, but soon moved his eyes to ye Ziheng.

"Don't worry about your health. Let's have a rest and then go on."

Purple Han rain said, face full of concern.

Obviously, compared with flowers, he is more concerned about the safety of Ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng chuckled indifferently, but to tell the truth, he was seriously injured and needed a good rest for a while.

So ye Ziheng handed the flowers in his hand to zihanyu and sat down to recover. Zihanyu carefully collected the flowers into the spirit storage box, and then stood beside ye Ziheng to protect the Dharma for him.

At this time, not far from ye Ziheng's meditation recovery, a figure was quietly watching him.

The figure was there, floating in the air, stepping on a flying sword under his feet. Looking at ye Ziheng's eyes, it was a mixture of five flavors, which seemed to be some sadness, some bitterness, and finally some helplessness.

For a long time, the figure sighed, "apprentice, don't let me down."

With that, the figure left. The master of that figure is Yu Nianzu, ye Ziheng's master.