Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

eldest brother?

You're not mistaken. When Muyun settled down, he felt that his position had been raised two sections directly.

However, even if you call me big brother, I will not teach you to comb the middle part!

"What to do? Attack it, of course Mu Yun An rolled a white eye, hit it pain, hit it bleeding, it will let go.

"Good!" Shi Xiang's palm slowly gathered spiritual power, and the one who "brushed" lost it to the magic vine.

"..." Mu yun'an opened his mouth and wanted to say nothing.

With Shi Xiang's eyes open, after the attack on the magic tree vine, it not only didn't feel miserable, but also expanded even more

History item.

He probably attacked a fake magic vine.

It's also the first time I've seen you beat him, the happier he is.

Shi Xiang turned his head helplessly, "big brother, what's the matter?"

It's agreed that if you beat it down, you'll let it go?

So now the problem is, what can I do if I can't get down?

"Shi Xiang, you are Mu Lingli..." Mu Yunan blinked.

"That's not the point. It's time for you to observe the spirit power." Shi Xiang hates iron but not steel.

He is a practitioner of the spirit of wood. The spirit of wood is really scarce, so in the family, he is also cultivated as a key seed.

However, what time is it? Muyun'an only observes the problem of his spiritual power, and doesn't he hear the girl cry worse?

"Isn't that nonsense? What is magic rattan? It's a tree. Can it be more exuberant if you beat it with the wood spirit? " Mu Yun An stares at him, she has no time to stop.

With the spirit of wood, isn't it urgent to send nourishment to magic rattan?

Shi Xiang's face suddenly realized that, yes, he didn't think of it. Big brother is big brother.

Teach me to comb the middle part!

"What about..." Shi Xiang looked at the girl hanging on the tree a little wrongly. He felt that he had lost more breath and less air. He was going to die soon.

Sorry, mistake.

"What to do? It's cold, of course." Mu yun'an hooks the corner of her mouth, and slowly condenses a fiery red color in her palm.

The moment when Lingli ball flew out, it lit up the world.

As soon as the fire spirit touched the magic tree vine, it started to burn.

Dry firewood and fire, can we not burn it.

Even the leaves of the magic tree were trembling with pain. He grabbed the girl's vine and obviously relaxed a lot.

But the girl hasn't been put down yet. The food in her mouth doesn't make sense.

Do you think there's no way to set fire to it?

The leaves of the magic vine trembled, and then some green viscous liquid spilled from its vine and dropped on the flame.

The fire is dying out.

Muyun'an doesn't care. If you put it out, I still have the fire.

A psychic ball slowly condenses, and the magic tree vine is not a good stubble. He realizes that the opposite human is not a fuel-saving lamp, and the psychic ball is put as if it doesn't need money.

So the magic vine relaxed its control over the girl, and the other vines stretched out and caught the girl hanging in the air.

I used that girl as a shield.

As long as muyun'an's Lingli ball dares to fly towards it, the "humanoid basketball basket" in magic rattan's hand will catch the Lingli ball, and then the girl will be miserable.

Is every tree fine now?