Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

The branches and leaves of the Wannian Dragon Blood Tree obscured the sky, and when they fled a certain distance into the woods, Ning Ning only noticed that it was raining.

The patter of raindrops pierced through the gaps between the leaves, scrambling to fall to the ground, breaking into little gleaming pearls.

On a rainy night, the mist is foggy, and the fragrance of flowers surrounds the shadows of the trees. If it had been in the past, it must have been a fascinating and spectacular view, but the whole ancient woods and forests were covered with blood, and there was an inexplicably depressing and terrifying atmosphere.

It's like being soaked in a pool of blood, blood drops falling down.

"This ten-thousand-year-old tree has become a spirit, and it has been inexplicably tainted with devilish energy. With the strength of our two Golden Core Stages, it will definitely be unable to defeat it."

Su Qinghan sighed that other people’s children are good, and calmly analyzed the current situation: "What's more, your junior and brother were injured. Once we fight, we won’t have time to take care of it. It’s better to evacuate first and find—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the remaining words were stuck in her throat.

However, in a moment of effort, the trees and plants in the forest suddenly moved at the same time. As if receiving some kind of instruction, the vines and branches flew up into the air, making an offensive posture.

"Not good."

Su Qinghan gave a dry smile and lowered his voice: "It seems that the tree is strong enough to control the entire forest...Unless it is set on fire, we may not be able to get out."

As soon as she finished her words, Fujieda swooped over as far as she could see her.

This is a lush forest, and almost every tree has become a puppet of the dragon's blood tree at this time, the degree of thrill can be seen.

The sturdy branches are incredibly strong, and at the same time terribly flexible. Under the hazy blood mist, they are fully capable of signing up to participate in "The Anaconda 3".

In their posture, I am afraid that even the real pythons will shout that the little things are really beautiful.

If you want to deal with the enemy, naturally there is no way to fly with the sword. Su Qinghan was about to collect his sword, but heard Ningning yell: "Senior Sister Su, wait!"

She was puzzled, and the other party hurriedly added: "If we are entangled here, we really have no chance to go out! Let's fly back!"

Su Qinghan's eyes twitched, and she quickly understood what she meant.

Now the whole forest is under control. If you fight with the weeds and weeds here, you can only end up exhausted and swallowed by branches.

Capture the thief first, capture the king first, if you want to solve this anomaly, you can only start with the Dragon Blood Tree.

The two sword lights turned back quickly, although Pei Ji became a blood man, but because most of them were traumatic, biting his teeth, he could also chop off the vines that they were trying to approach——

Of course, for Ning Ning, his "gritting his teeth" belonged to the level where he could die directly with one kick on both legs.

They didn't go far, so they returned quickly.

The appearance of the dragon's blood tree was even more terrifying than before. The bark had cracked several long and deep holes out of thin air, and the plasma-like resin slowly fell down, and it was pieced together into the shape of a crying human face.

It's simply outrageous, like a horror movie set by mistake.

Perceiving the aura of the stranger, Gutō keenly turned his angle, and after seeing the appearance of the stranger, he trembled triumphantly as if he was quite unexpected.

"Sister Ning, it seems that we can really deal with this tree with the power of three people."

What surprised Ningning was that instead of showing the slightest fear, Su Qinghan had a smile overflowing from the bottom of his eyes, pulling the corners of his lips slightly: "In my opinion, although the dragon blood tree has a long lifespan, this All the time is using magic energy, not the spiritual power accumulated over ten thousand years. If you look at it from the perspective of magic energy, it is far from enough for the Taoism of ten thousand years of practice. If we try our best, maybe we can There is a chance of winning."

She said that she became excited uncontrollably, her chest rising and falling, and the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious: "Even if you die here today, we can use sword skills to compete with the famous Dragon Blood Tree, we will not lose. I am. I have been waiting for a long time, and finally I can meet some interesting opponents...Fortunately!"

Ningning glanced at her in horror.

Although I have heard about it, Su Qinghan of Wan Jianzong is an out-and-out sword idiot. He is still crazy about the sword, but he is still surprised when he sees it with his own eyes today.

Sister Su, it turns out that you are not a straight woman of steel, but Sister Su like this?

Super second but also super handsome!

Seeing the trees and vines rushing forward, Ning Ning and Su Qinghan took their swords at the same time.

She couldn't rest assured that Pei Ji, just raised her head to look at him, the young man pressed her lips and looked away at the moment of the collision, her throat moved slightly, and her tone was stiff: "Don't bother the senior sister, bother."

Ningning was directly exposed by Su Qinghan ruthlessly before, and had already lost the ability to communicate normally with Pei Ji, so she snorted, and didn't bother to go to the persona of the vicious female partner: "Don't worry, I will find a way. Take you out."

After a pause, he was dying unwillingly struggling: "Don't forget the spirit stone you gave me."

After she finished speaking, she took the sword and walked forward. The dragon blood tree has a deep background, and she doesn't know how turbulent aura it contains, and the spiritual power of human cultivation can easily be exhausted. If you want to win, you must fight quickly.

In the center of the weeping face on the tree trunk, there was a dark brown jade stone with an amber appearance, exuding a ghostly light in the blood mist.

Su Qinghan nodded and said: "That should be the magic crystal. Destroying it can destroy the foundation of the monster, similar to the human heart. Where is our main attack, how?"

Ningning nodded, the star-scarred sword in his hand buzzed, and pure white light overflowed from the pearl on the hilt.

As it is a "star mark", the word "fast" is emphasized.

As the sword light flew, several vines that came from the strong attack were cut down, and the cold wind was rolled up. However, the more she moved forward, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Compared with the surrounding tree vines, the vine branches that attacked him became stronger and stronger. As if the previous attack was just a cover, the real purpose was to lure the enemy into deep——

But for what reason did the Dragon Blood Tree want them to approach?

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Ningning's heartbeat stagnated, and she shouted sideways, "Sister Su, be careful!"

At the same time as her voice sounded, there was another loud noise that was even more deafening.

I saw that the soil around the dracaena seemed to be trembling, and it began to tremble violently, something looming, about to burst out of the soil——

With a bang on the ground, a thick and thin tree roots hugged by three people suddenly leaped from the ground and rushed straight towards Ningning!

It turned out to be so.

The roots of the dracaena cannot be extended at will. The reason why they are attracted to come forward is to wait for the rabbits, and let them...become the nutrients that the roots depend on for survival.

Ning Ning's heart tightened, as she was about to swing her sword to respond to the enemy, but suddenly a sword gas flashed behind him, preemptively splitting the root of the tree in half.

She thought it was Su Qinghan, but she smelled a very strong blood.

The smell is getting closer and closer, with a hot temperature, and some faintly fresh soap scent, almost walking to the distance between her and her.

Ningning was about to look back, but was blindfolded by the other party.

The young man's hand seemed to have just been carefully wiped, not as **** as the rest of his body. In a daze, she heard a voice in her ear.

That was Pei Ji's voice, cold and indifferent, as if he was forcibly suppressing a certain unbearable pain, but also hidden a trace of softness that was not easy to detect, perhaps even he himself hadn't noticed.

He said, "Close your eyes and don't look."

Ningning was stunned.

All this happened in a flash, and Pei Ji quickly let go. However, even if he let go, Ningning couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, and she could only see the shadowy shadows in front of her eyes as if she was covered by a dim fog.

The sound of the tree roots breaking through the soil one after another, and the **** smell beside her became more intense, she frowned: "Pei Ji!"

Ning Ning was blindfolded by the demonic energy he released and couldn't see the farther scene, but Su Qinghan and the elders outside Xuan Jing could see clearly.

Someone got up in shock, their voice trembling: "This...this is!"

Tian Xianzi's brows furrowed, and she played the white jade cake in her hand for the first time.

Pei Ji wanted to use his fate to urge his strength and bet his fate.

This move will undoubtedly put him into a dead end.

He was already seriously injured, but now he uses all the remaining spiritual energy in his body to break through the sea of ​​consciousness and stimulate his greatest potential. Even if he can defeat the Dragon Blood Tree, he will be hit hard to repair.

What's more, the black air surrounding him...

The whole body of the young man exudes a strong devilish energy, as if an invisible barrier is covering it.

The pure black breath of smoke and mist diffused on his cold eyebrows, dimming the pitch-black pupils, making people think of the calm deep pool, too dangerous to approach.

However, before Pei Ji took a little girl carefully in his arms.

His thin lips, which were already pale, were almost bloodless, he twisted his eyebrows and recited the secret in his heart.

This is an extremely weird and treacherous scene. The devilish energy is like a ghost escaping from purgatory, clinging behind the young man like a shadow; thick bloodshots are as many as tides, completely submerging the whites of his eyes; a trace of blood drips from the corner of his mouth slowly, setting off His face became paler than thin paper.

Pei Ji walked to Ning Ning without saying a word, shielded her behind her without a trace, and clenched the long sword in his hand.

The sword energy belonging to the right way surged with the unstoppable devil energy, and gathered into a light and dark brilliance.

Layers of sword light covered thorns and thorns, like unstoppable lightning and thunder, splitting the thick blood fog around in one fell swoop. The sword aura was like a wind and horse, blowing open the cascading branches and leaves of the tree top, a drop of rain fell, wet the young boy's blood-stained long eyelashes.

Pei Ji raised his eyes intently, and in the dark pupils, cold light and blood condensed into a turbulent sword intent.

No trace of light and shadow, no trace of the sword.

It only takes an instant to break through the layers of giant vines.

All it takes is a sword to bet on your life.

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On the other side, sing Yuefeng.

After He Zhizhou went back to retrieve his bewildered brother Xu Ye, he continued to stumble forward.

But what is he.

He is afraid of heights.

Let a person who is afraid of heights fly with his sword, and behind him there are two eyes that can poke him to death at any time.

The degree of difficulty of this matter is no different from letting the gourd baby recognize the snake spirit as the grandfather and drive in public on Jinjiang Literature. It is still the kind of N.P.

He flew in a muddle-headed manner, and was about to sail tonight, but instead of flying to Happy Planet, he came to a ghost place that he didn't know where it was.

The reason for stopping here is purely that there is no way down, all is the endless ocean.

The moment Feijian landed, He Zhizhou was as happy as a child, and hugged Xu Yan's neck: "Yi, we finally got rid of the clutches and escaped! Then just wait for Ningning to converge-wait, where is this? ?"

Xu Yi pointed to the bruises on his face exhaustedly, with a weak tone: "Who did this."

He Zhizhou laughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I."

"Here," he was expressionless, and pointed to the blood stain on his arm, "who did it again."

He Zhizhou dared not speak, and raised his right hand.

Xu Yi: "Then, do you think I have escaped the clutches of my clutches now?"

"Hook, you can't say that."

He Zhizhou cautiously coaxed him: "He Zhizhou is a little trouble compared to the vision there. You see, I have brought you to this absolutely safe place. How can there be something more terrifying than that forest? ——"

Before he finished speaking, he took a breath, staring straight at a certain position behind Xu Yan, his whole body resembling a frozen ice lolly, suddenly stiffening into a straight line.

Xu Yan followed his gaze and turned his head faintly.

Xu Yan closed his eyes peacefully, and was so scared that he fainted.

——In the mid-air behind him, a giant bird the size of a house flew. Naked and long tailed, his orange eyes were actually snake-like vertical pupils, exuding a faint light in the rain and mist.

That is the look that the carnivore naturally shows after seeing the food.

Seeing the giant bird leaning down, the sharp claws were about to touch He Zhizhou's body, and suddenly a light of Buddha flashed, making him squint.

The giant bird screamed and returned to mid-air, but a pair of strange pupils still stared at them.

So, so.

What the **** is going on? !

"Don't worry about the donor. With this diamond shield, the mysterious bird will not hurt you at all for the time being."

He Zhizhou followed this voice and saw a little monk meditating not far away.

The monk looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he was bald, his face seemed very beautiful even if he was a straight man. With bright eyes and white teeth, the face is like white porcelain, not to mention the innocent sense of holiness exuding the whole body, it is even more difficult to look away.

And beside the little monk, there were actually five unfamiliar monks who were also in the vajra hood.

"It's a human-eating mysterious bird, it stays here deliberately."

The monk smiled at him slightly, and the boy's voice was like Mu Qingquan: "We can't help it, we can only hide here."

He Zhizhou almost spat out old blood.

Advanced into the wolf pit and into the tiger's lair, he was filled with the thought that he had finally escaped, but he encountered a bigger monster.

Just like when playing football, I finally scored the goal, but only after a blink of an eye I realized that it was my own goal.

He Zhizhou swallowed bitter water, and thanked with a bitter expression: "Thank you. Excuse me, who is...?"

"This is the little master Mingkong from the Fanyin Temple, don't you even know fellow Taoists?"

The little monk did not speak, but an Yinxiu next to him spoke out first. Seeing He Zhizhou shook his head blankly, he was surprised again: "Do you know that there are three peerless exercises in Fanyin Temple today?"

He Zhizhou was silent for a while, and tentatively asked: "That... the mighty heavenly dragon, the world-zun Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Barrack?"

"It is the power of Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, Wuxiangjie and Vajra Body Protection."

Yinxiu glanced at him and smiled a few times at Mingkong, with a somewhat flattering meaning: "Among them, the vajra body protection is the most difficult. It takes at least a hundred years for ordinary Buddha cultivation to reach the third level; And our little master Mingkong, it only took ten years!"

ten years.

That is indeed a genius!

He Zhizhou, incarnate as a little fan, Xingyeyan, curiously continued to ask: "What about other exercises?"

There was a weird silence at the scene.

Mingkong looked at him with a smile in his eyes, with a breeze Jiyue, detached from the dust. The impeccable facial features are caged with a faint light, reflecting the whole person as pure as a flower of snowy ridge, and the Buddha's nature is natural.

He Zhizhou saw him smiling and raising his right hand, and slowly drew a circle around his bright and bright bald head.

Like a round duck egg.

The meaning is clearly placed there: Xiaoye can't, I didn't expect it.

"After all, it is the three masterful exercises, it is already very powerful to be able to practice one."

Yinxiu rubbed his hands and smiled, staring closely at Mingkong's side face: "Except for these three, the other skills of Master Mingkong must be super supernatural, right?"

Mingkong glanced at him lightly.

Then he pursed his lips and smiled, then raised both hands at the same time.

Then around the two eyes, like the dark circles of a panda, two more circles were drawn around the eye sockets.

This action is really silly, He Zhizhou laughed.

The little monk is quite humorous and naughty.

——So the progress of your other exercises is all 0! Pianke doesn't bring such a thing, right! You can even tell with a smile, is this the genius of your Fanyin Temple? Hey!

He Zhizhou probably has never seen anyone more unreliable than himself, his eyes widened in shock on the spot, and he raised his thumbs and shouted at the insider.

"People don't offend me, and I don't offend people. The so-called buddhist and inquirers follow one's heart, fate, and nature. Since they already have the skills to protect their lives, why bother to hurt others?

Mingkong maintained the posture of Guanyin sitting on the lotus, with beautiful eyes as clear as stars and moons: "Practicing the magic power of Vajra body protection is enough."

The Yinxiu over there has already started yelling, "It is worthy of being a young master Mingkong" and "The monks take compassion as their heart", but He Zhizhou thinks that this person has a problem with his brain.

Mingkong bent his eyes and scanned the crowd, and he could not hear half anxious panic in his clean and clear voice: "Don’t worry, you don’t need to worry. If you want to be the Buddhas, dragons and elephants, you must be a horse and ox for all. Every kind of trauma is one time. Maturity, only through this difficulty can we go further in the process of cultivating morality and nature."

He Zhizhou was silent.

Dude, this is not mature.

Are you going to get acquainted immediately?

He kept making complaints, and Xu Yi beside him seemed to regain consciousness and moved a little.

At the same time, Xuanniao, who was unwilling to let go of the food, swooped down, facing his eyes through a gleaming layer of gold.

So when Xu Yan woke up, he saw his extremely unreliable Brother He confronting the legendary Xuanniao.

After a moment of silence, He Zhizhou shouted with confidence: "Don't look at me! If you make me food, you will suffer!"

Xu Yi just thought it was a dream.

How could He Zhizhou be so hard-hearted at this time? Could it be that he is just used to making fun and playing treasures on weekdays, and now he comes forward when he encounters a dangerous moment——

He hasn't completely come to his mind yet.

He saw He Zhizhou bow his head savagely, and took out from his bag a snake-shadow grass that was famous for its bitterness and smell.

Then he rubbed it and crushed it without hesitation, spreading his brain on his face.

Really bitter.

Xu Ye:...

Are you sick, brother! Whose hardship really makes your head suffer and then pass it to others to eat! Isn't this just for nothing? I beg you to have a spirit of resistance!

What he didn't expect was that Xuanniao seemed to really understand what he was saying, and after a moment of surprise, he turned his gaze away dumbly.

The Lumen Fuxiu, who was watched by the two orange pupils, trembled.

"Don't look at me! I am a hard-hearted man, and my stomach is full of stubbornness and it's not delicious!"

He paused for a moment, and pointed to another person not far away: "He's good! He's a scum, and he won't jam his teeth when he eats."

——Bocai! Luumingshan has picked up a ghost!

No, right? He Zhizhou's fool's disease can be contagious? ! Are you Fu Xiu all of this kind of virtue? ! What is going on in this world? !

"I bother!"

The accused Mei Xiu stood up angrily: "Master Xuanniao, you have to be clear! People will say that I am cold-blooded and ruthless. This blood is cold-blooded."

Xuanniao's weird vertical pupils shrank slightly, which seemed to be a little joking.

Meixiu will never forget. When he finished the above paragraph, the holy spirit beast that controls life and death smiled coldly and told him in a black and white impermanent tone: "It's okay, I don't eat life. People, only eat acquaintances. Are you afraid of cold blood after they are cooked?"

Mei Xiu's figure shook, and a small heart riddled with holes almost directly followed this sentence on the road.

It's horrible, it's horrible.

Xu Ye was stunned. This group of monks were abnormal, and even Xuanniao was taken to the gutter and began to play a mentally handicapped word game. The only one on the scene who looks more serious...

It seems that there is only Master Mingkong from the Fanyin Temple.

This is a well-known genius and master of the vajra body protection magic, not to mention that the Buddha cultivation is all solemn and serious, and he will definitely not make any moths.

So he endured the pain and moved closer to Mingkong: "Little master, what's the situation now?"

"There is nothing serious about the situation now, but why are there always tears in the eyes of the donor?"

Ming Kong looked down at him, frowning very lovingly, and his voice was as clear as a mountain spring: "If I were a deer in the mountains, I would definitely die because of the deep sadness in your eyes."

After a pause, he said: "It's better to look up at the starry sky with me to see the rainy color of the sky. The Buddha said, who is the cause of who, and who is the effect of who, cause and effect-ah, this mountain. Ah, this water."

Xu Yi: Grass, can you speak human words?

So the last sentence of landscape that is completely useless is just that you really can't make it up, just add it randomly! There is too little continuity of cohesion, okay! The Buddha never said that sentence, right?

In a daze, Xu Yi saw He Zhizhou coming out from nowhere, and shook his head with Mingkong's voice: "The sky is waiting for the mist and rain, and I am waiting for you. The young master Mingkong is very interested."

Someone not far away was shouting three missing one, and waited until the flowers were gone.

It turns out that this is the elite disciple in the various martial arts, he loves, loves.

Feeling that his outlook on life has been severely impacted, the young Jian Xiumu squatted silently in a corner where no one cares.

He is so lonely, pitiful and helpless, like a child abandoned by the world, the only concern in his heart is the senior sister Su Qinghan who does not know where he is now.

Sister, do you know?

The sky is waiting for the mist and rain, your trolling is waiting for you.

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