"thanks."

She turned and left.

No, no, no!

The elder immediately stopped An Lan: "Senior Sister An Lan, you don't really want to go to Wushan Shrine, do you?"

"If there is no harvest elsewhere, then you have to go there and try your luck."

is a very sure voice.

After so many years, An Lan also knows that the lower realm is not useless, and there may be records related to Bai Lian's special physique in Wushan Shrine.

She has to try.

Although Bai Lian walks with death all the time, he should be able to save him now.

Without waiting for the green-faced elder to reply, An Lan quickly rushed out from the Duxian Gate.

……

The north wind blows snow at the beginning of the fourth shift.

The night is thick as ink.

rustling.

On the vast land where the grass and trees are withered, there are small things that are struggling to move forward.

It was a pink flower.

?

The stems were drooping, as if they were about to break at any time, and when you got close, you could see that they were covered with fine scratches.

The flowers didn't seem to have the slightest bit of spirit, and they spread out wrinkled, as if they had been exposed to the sun for several days.

It was such a little flower demon that looked a little ugly now, constantly wriggling its roots towards the black-gray mountain at the end of the wilderness.

It can only advance half an inch at a time, but every time it moves, the pain from the flower stem will make it tremble for a long time.

It hurts.

"Don't go any further!"

The flower demon persuaded herself like this in her heart.

But it can't.

It can't just fall here, it still has an unfinished mission, and there are companions behind it waiting for it to rescue.

So, the devastated flower demon took the next step again.

I can't stand it, I have to stand it!

It believes that after the pain, there will definitely be a happy time.

And it has come so far, just go a little further and it will reach the end.

The flower demon walked staggeringly for another half an hour, then it stopped, its consciousness was already blurred, but it knew that the formation barrier composed of countless spiritual power talismans finally appeared in front of its eyes.

Now all it needs to do is simple.

Take out all your strength, dash forward with all your might, and break through it!

but……

Hua Yao never thought that she would jump so low.

It fell to the ground with its flowers facing upwards, only two inches away from the barrier of the formation.

These two inches are the moat.

Life is passing, and what makes the flower demon feel even more desperate is that the last bit of nectar left in the flower also drips out.

This is the "secret medicine" it uses to replenish its stamina, but it's just wasted.

No more, no more miracles.

The flower demon looked desperately at the dark night above her head.

In a trance, it saw that the snowflakes falling from the sky became more and more dense.

Tomorrow morning, it will be buried under the snow, and after a while, it will become fertilizer and sleep forever at the foot of Qiongming Peak.

……

Bai Lian gave himself a knife.

The sharp blade was frozen by an invisible force when it was still a foot away from her body.

This is the effect of the body protection beads that An Lan gave her.

Compared with rebounding, a sudden freeze seems to make the opponent more vulnerable.

Bai Lian, who was immersed in joy, suddenly heard the door.

"Hawhaw!"

Obviously bunny.

Bai Lian opened the door: "What happened?"

Tutu looked anxious, its ears were drooping, its two front paws were raised high, and on the front paws was a wilted flower.

Bai Lian asked, "Are you going to eat it?"

Tutu immediately shook his head: "Ha!"

It lifted the flower up and wrote on the ground with its ears, which was clearly a word for salvation.

Bai Lian took the flower, she swept it with her divine sense, and then realized that it was a dying flower demon.

She took a look at her attribute, medical skill 6.

There is a hammer!

Even a professional veterinarian can't cure a flower!

Feed it a healing elixir?

Bai Lian stared at the flower demon for a long time, but couldn't find a hole to put the medicinal pills in, and didn't know whether the medicines used to cultivate the spirit grass would be useful to it.

"What's the matter?" Bai Lian asked again.

Tutu was suddenly furious.

It stood up, punched the air violently, and then used its ears to choke its neck.

Is it you who beat her like this?

Bai Lian was stunned.

No, now is not the time to think about such a thing.

As his eyes wandered, the tree with a crooked neck outside the window caught Bai Lian's eyes.

There is!

She thought of the ancestor of the blood tree.

It is the same plant that becomes the essence, the ancestor of the blood tree might have a way.

"You come with me."

Bai Lian led Tutu quickly towards Zhu Yanfeng.

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Zhu Yanfeng's guardian disciple was extremely polite to Bai Lian.

She cupped her hands and said:

"Master said, if it's Senior Sister Bai, you don't need to be notified. Except for a few forbidden places in the back mountain, Senior Sister Bai can go wherever she wants."

"thanks."

Bai Lian didn't have many contacts with Yan Yue, but she didn't dislike Yan Yue.

This uncle is a little impatient, but the character of protecting the short is still very appetizing to her. If it wasn't for the big age difference, Bai Lian would have wanted to have an in-depth communication with her.

After sighing in her heart, she explained her intention: "I have something to ask to see Master Yan."

That disciple pointed the way for Bai Lian.

After a while, Bai Lian led the anxious Tutu to a forest.

In the wind and rain.

Under the **** monster tree.

Yan Yue closed her eyes and caressed the Nth generation lyre inlaid with bloodstones in front of her.

The sound of the piano is melodious.

I can't say how pleasant it sounds, but it's not offensive either.

Of course, it is limited to [people].

"I'm holding back!"

Standing behind Yan Yue, the sleepy ancestor of the blood tree was furious. It was also a tree with musical cells. In its eyes, Yan Yue was a woman who was really incompetent.

It has been played for hundreds of years, and it is still at this level. What kind of piano can you still play with such a dish? Let's go home and raise pigs!

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Yan Yue's face darkened: "Do you have an opinion?"

The ancestor of the blood tree said: "I want to sleep!"

"Then you're saying that the music I played wasn't hypnotic enough?"

Oh yo, if it's really hypnotic, then we'll be thankful.

Unfortunately not.

Why are you killing pigs?

The ancestor of the blood tree glanced at Yan Yue disdainfully.

Yan Yue felt humiliated, she raised her eyebrows and became furious: "Shameless old tree, I raised you so big for nothing, who helped you find a female tree to let you grow branches and leaves? You didn't Heart!"

"You seem to be taking the initiative. It's not that you lost the bet to me."

"Damn, my mother fought with you today!"

When Yan Yue played the lyre on the stone platform, it was a swift knee strike.

Click.

The lyre suddenly split in half, Yan Yue held half of it in one hand, and chopped at the ancestor of the blood tree as if dancing with two swords.

"This sword contains four hundred years of anger!"

The ancestor of the blood tree calmly responded to Yan Yue's attack.

One person and one tree formed a ball, and in the blink of an eye, all the surrounding trees were blown over, revealing the expressionless Bai Lian standing behind.

"..."

Yan Yue's body stiffened.

When it was over, Bai Lian saw her, and her fame was ruined.

Bai Lian must think she is very unstable!

In this way, she still has the confidence to **** Bai Lian away from An Lan's scumbag woman.

Damn.

She was so angry that her chest hurt.

Bai Lian bowed and called, "Master Yan."