When Jian Xiu finished speaking, the big flower on the ground remained motionless.

The piranha's reaction made Jian Xiu look more meaningful.

Seeing this, Xiaotang wanted to remind Yuanyuan that pretending to be dead is the last resort, because the big swordsman is different.

But at this time, Yuanyuan couldn't hear it.

Otherwise, it will show up now and swipe this sword repairer with one claws?

However, Xiao Tang was a little flustered.

Can it really beat this big sword cultivator whose father boasted a thousand-word rainbow fart?

If he is accidentally caught by the other party, as a unique ancient beast in this world, will this sword cultivator with a spirit of research and exploration take it for research?

Huh, it's scary to think about.

After a while, Jianxiu's clear and lingering voice sounded again, and then he said flatly, "I'm really blinded. If I haven't opened my spiritual sense, I'm just an ordinary spiritual plant."

Xiaotang's breath-lifting heart was relieved. Listening to this tone, the boss doesn't seem to be interested, just not interested.

However, Xiaotang hadn't let go of it in one breath, and this Jianxiu raised his two fingers.

A sword qi pierced out, the sword qi passed, and the corner of the petal was cut open.

A small petal the size of a fingernail was taken into the palm of Jianxiu's palm.

Xiaotang screamed in pain in the space: "Ah, ah, **** Yun Wuya, actually bullying my family Yuanyuan! Even if you accumulate stones like jade, jade trees, beautiful scenery, moon, moon, flowers, and beautiful appearance, you hurt Yuanyuan and you. It's my enemy, I'll bite you to death—"

At the incision, the large and delicate flowers exuded a viscous pale yellow liquid like honey.

Liquid dripped from the incision like tears.

After a while, a faint fragrance drifted away.

Yun Wuya's eyes swept across the sweet liquid that looked like weeping tears, and he commented in a calm voice, "Sure enough, the meat is full of juiciness."

As he said that, with an unusually indifferent expression, he handed the cut petal to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

"This fragrance is refreshing. If it is non-toxic, if you chop it up and dry it and make it into a scented tea, it should taste good."

Candy: ! !

Xiaotang instantly entered the first-level alert.

Nan Yuan was speechless.

A person who cultivates self-cultivation does not eat whole grains, but eats panacea and drinks Xianlu Lingyu, but this person wants to use her to make scented tea?

It's a pity that her cultivation is low now, and everyone she encounters is a fish on the chopping block, and she can only be slaughtered by others.

Nan·piranha·yuan felt very aggrieved.

Xiaotang is also very aggrieved. Although it is the divine beast of the bunker, it is still a cub. Many bunker skills have not been activated, and it does not know if he can do this sword repair.

But soon, Xiaotang regained her confidence.

In this world, the Yuanyuan with no memory is very delicate. Although it is a cub, it has to take on the responsibility of protecting the Yuanyuan!

"Don't be afraid of Yuanyuan, if this **** Jianxiu really wants to dry you to make flower tea, I will fall from the sky and save you from fire and water, hum! Ha!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaotang put on a super cool shape in the space.

The aggrieved Nan Piranha Kite didn't know the existence of Xiaotang, but she remembered the venom in her heart.

In this transformation, Li Chu's body has mutated. Not only is it much more gorgeous and larger than the piranha flower in his memory, but also a few vines have mutated in the flower's heart.

When hunting, she does not have to wait for the prey to approach, she can use the vine to swept the prey and stuff it into the flower mouth.

The stamens in the mouth of the flower can quickly secrete venom, which is stronger than before, and can quickly digest the prey.

I just don't know if her venom can paralyze the person in front of her.

Nan Yuan has already started to think, if she has to fight against this person, what kind of measures should she take to get the best chance of winning.

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew in the void.

Yun Wuya stretched out his hand and pinched it.

The wind disperses, and the wind letter hidden in the wind unfolds.

A few lines of small golden characters appeared in the void, accompanied by an exasperated voice of an old man: "Yun Wuya, what is the urgent matter for you, this old man, it's just to hunt for treasure! Is the sword more important or the treasure? I still want to make an appointment at another day, forgive me. Served!"

Nan Yuan was shocked when she heard this.

Fengxin?

To be able to store the news in the wind, rain and thunder and lightning, then at least have a cultivation level above Nascent Soul, this person is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator?

If it was said that she still had a desperate plan to fight to the death, now, she dared not have this idea at all.

No matter how powerful her venom is and how fast the vines are, the Nascent Soul cultivator can kill her in an instant.

At this time, Yun Wuya frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a chill between his brows.

He wrote a few golden boys in the void with his fingertips: Are you afraid of it, are you looking for an excuse not to fight?

The moment the words fell, Jian Xiu swung a thin purple lightning bolt.

The thunder and lightning flew far away wrapped in the reply, and in a split second, they galloped for miles.

No need to read the reply, Yun Wuya knew that the Shadowless Sect's Elder Xue would agree to fight again.

Thinking of something, Yun Wuya glanced at the piranha, and then left Wuya Mountain with a small piece of petal.

Nan Yuan didn't release her consciousness, she wasn't sure if this person really went far, so she didn't let down her guard for a long time.

After about an hour, she slowly relaxed.

In a moment of slack, the five large and delicate petals also drooped down lazily.

The small mouth that was cut by Yun Wuya has solidified. This scar is not painful or itchy to Nan Yuan, it is probably equivalent to a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail.

She wasn't even afraid of the eighty whips for returning to a precepts hall, how could she be afraid of such a little pain.

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Yun Wuya took a small piece of cannibal flower petals to the alchemy hall of Dayan Sword Sect.

Outsiders all know that Dayan Jianzong only has Jianxiu, which is not the case.

There are also monks who concoct alchemy and casting tools in the sect, but these monks who concoct alchemy and casting tools also use swords, and they all use the Dayan swordsmanship unified by the Dayan Sword Sect.

But these people can't be called swordsmen.

On the way Yun Wuya walked, there were disciples from time to time who greeted him with salutes, which showed his status in the Dayan Sword Sect.

"Is Uncle Qiu here?" Yun Wuya asked a disciple.

The disciple respectfully replied, "Senior Brother Yun came by coincidence. Master has just come out of retreat and successfully refined a pot of high-grade cleansing elixir."

Yun Wuya nodded and went directly to the alchemy room.

"Oh, my God, rare guest, what kind of wind blows our nephew Yun?" Qiu Zhifeng, an alchemist, joked.

Dayan Sword Sect are all sword cultivators who are as cold and indifferent as Yun Wu Ya, and other sword cultivators even because they can’t be sharp and restrained, they give people the feeling of being sharp and cool. The Dayan Sword Sect is really rare, so it is particularly vivid.

Yun Wuya looked cold, and said straight to the point: "Please help me to see this flower, Master Qiu."

Qiu Zhifeng took the incomplete petal, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and immediately frowned, "What is this?"

"Uncle Qiu doesn't even know?"

"Hey, you give a little more, just a little bit of petals, I can see something."

Yun Wuya turned around and left, "Don't bother Master Qiu, I plan to keep it by myself and observe slowly."