Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Ling Miaomiao walked slowly, walking around. Although the wound on the leg was not so painful, he limped himself as soon as the right foot fell, reminding her that she was now an injured person.

She couldn't speed up her feet, so she was so sweaty.

No grievances, no grievances, it ’s a bitter plan ... she goes all the way to do psychological construction. Today you do n’t lame yourself. Tomorrow Mu Sheng will lame you. That ’s right, um ...

She walked all the way along the footprints, getting more and more biased, getting darker and darker, and gradually, she heard a clear sound of water, Dingding Dongdong.

Hey, there is a stream in the forest.

The next second, a blurry figure in the stream came into view, the moonlight illuminating the white hair band on his head, reflecting the bright cold light, and Ling Miaomiao recognized the person and stopped.

The temperature of the woods in the long night was extremely low, and the stream was cold and cold. He was immersed in the cold water motionless, his eyes closed, and he did not know how long he stayed. Even his brows formed a layer of hoarfrost.

Ling Miaomiao looked at him for a long time, and thought to herself: Why don't you take off your clothes when taking a shower of the black lotus?

Under the Qingtong tree, Emperor Duanyang shivered and moved Liu Fuyi's head back to his leg.

First I went to Dinghai God Needle Mu Yao, and then I went to a nagging Ling Miaomiao, and even Mu Sheng didn't know where to go. There were only two of them in the forest, but she didn't feel relaxed at all, but felt cold around her Going further, it is chilling.

To make matters worse, Liu Fuyi, who had been in a coma for a long time, moved a little in her arms and slowly opened her eyes.

"His Royal Highness ..." His voice was a little weak, and when he saw the face of the person in front of him, he realized that he was resting on the thigh of Xiaodi Ji. He felt uncomfortable and struggled to sit upright.

As a demon catcher with excellent strength, his recovery ability is amazing. After a short coma, his physical strength and energy have been fully supplemented.

"Brother Liu, you woke up ..." Duan Yang had prepared a stomach and wanted to say to him, let him take a look, and swallowed back into his stomach before saying a word, his voice trembled, and he just wanted to cry.

If she can, she really wants to cry into his arms.

When Liu Fuyi woke up, she first looked around and observed the environment. The surrounding was terrible and quiet, the fire was still not far away, and Ling Miaomiao's outer clothes were thrown under the tree, but the people were not there.

The place was empty, leaving only two of them.

He instinctively became nervous, and a trace of vigilance appeared on his handsome face: "His Royal Highness, what about Yao'er?"

Emperor Duanyang was stunned and swallowed: "She ... she went to fetch water."

Liu Fuyi stared at her dodge eyes, a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart, but he remained calm and still spoke softly: "What about that wonderful? We are just faint, I seem to hear her calling me."

Damn Ling Miaomiao!

Duan Yang scolded and smiled reservedly: "... she went with Mu Sheng, and I don't know where they went together. She called you a few times before she left, just to see if you woke up."

Liu Fuyi stared at her beautiful face for a long while, and she always felt extremely unreliable in her heart: "Is it so?"

"Yes." Duan Yang said, "Brother Liu, you haven't recovered from the injury. Would you like to lie down and rest for a while?"

Liu Fuyi shook his head and held his forehead with one hand. His eyes fell on the ground covered with fallen leaves. His brows frowned sharply: "How can there be blood on the ground?"

Oops ... Duan Yang panicked in his heart and looked down at his eyes. When he saw the place where Ling Miaomiao was sitting, a small piece of blood that had turned black was left.

"Your Highness," Liu Fuyi's face did not smile, and his voice was very soft, but he could still see that he was a little angry. "What happened?"

"..."

That blood stain poked Duanyang Diji's aching foot. She grew up and never hurt people like that. Even if she wiped her hands clean, her hands still seemed to be covered with Ling Miaomiao, thick and hot blood ... Her hands were shaking, her momentum was much weaker, and she had many cowardices out of thin air, "I ... …I……"

Seeing her like this, Liu Fuyi knew that she had guessed that she would stay in ten or nine, and her heart became more anxious and her tone was even more cold: "I will ask you again, where did Mu Yao go?"

Duan Yang's face was green, and for a long time, he cried out aloud: "Brother Liu ... Mun Fangshi ... is to chase the shadow ..."

Liu Fuyi had a chuckle in her heart. This is Tao Ying's site. I don't know how many grievances there are. There are only a few enemies. The road ahead is unpredictable. Mu Yao should not belittle the enemy.

He understands her temperament. This is a girl who is soft outside and hard inside, cold outside and hot inside, strong and stubborn. It must be for him that he is eager to take revenge and act alone.

There was a shock in his heart, accompanied by uncontrollable confusion, he grabbed Duan Yang and asked, "Which direction? How long has it gone?"

Seeing that the general trend was gone, Duan Yang sobbed and pointed to the jungle: "Has been half an hour."

Liu Fuyi's eyebrows flicked, she lowered her body, and her sleeves were pulled by Duan Yang.

The ever proud and self-willed Emperor Ji was like a little girl who was afraid of being left behind, shrunk into a ball, her small face was mottled and mottled, and carefully called him: "Brother Liu, don't go ..."

Liu Fuyi returned to God and let her pull it, only to realize that she was fainted, and she wanted to throw Emperor Ji, who had no resistance, into the illusion alone, and immediately squatted down to draw a spell from her arms.

He bit his fingertips, wrote a symbol with blood instead of cinnabar, attached it to the trunk, and drew a circle on the ground in vain, and asked Duanyang Emperor Ji Fei quickly: "His Highness, don't be afraid, I have made a border Filthy things cannot enter. Before I came back, you were waiting for me under this tree, you know? "

Liu Fuyi draws the symbols with blood, has great power, is an ordinary demon, and no one can break it.

Emperor Ji looked at his clear eyes and nodded with swollen eyes.

"Mu Sheng, Mu Zi period!"

A familiar voice sounded, Mu Sheng suspected that he had auditory hallucinations again, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the figure that made him spend more than an hour trying to force his mind to stand was standing in front of him.

Suddenly saw her, and now all the pictures that should not be remembered rushed back. He was unsteady in breath, impulsive and impetuous, and suddenly a layer of coldness shrouded in his eyebrows: "What are you doing here?"

Ling Miaomiao's forehead was full of sweat, his face pale, and he almost smiled angrily: "Is this forest in your home, can you come alone?"

The tone is not good.

He suddenly realized that there was a large blood stain on her dress, and a small dagger was inserted in the leg. The handle of the dagger was inlaid with agate glaze, which was brilliant and not extraordinary. He had seen this dagger, it was Liu Fuyi's private possession.

Bleeding so much blood, I walked all the way with this weapon ...

There was a burst of anger in my heart, and Liu Fuyi was crazy, dare to stab her?

His eyes narrowed: "What's going on?"

Ling Miaomiao was panting and anxious, and he ignored his question: "Come and save Sister Mu, she was taken away by the shadow!"

In order to show the urgency of the situation and prevent the Black Lotus from asking and delaying time, she added oil and vinegar, poured oil on the fire, and deliberately raised things up several levels.

Mu Sheng leaped out of the water as a whole, and the corner of his robe was still ticking down. His eyes were dark, and he was definitely looking at her, flashing a terrifying light: "What are you talking about? Alright? "

Miao Miao looked at him, paused, pointed to the side, and calmly replied: "Go, over there, she has been away for half an hour."

"You are waiting here." Mu Sheng's figure flickered, and the wind swept her, and disappeared instantly.

Miao Miao closed her eyes, the bright moon was bright and bright, she was alone in the empty dense forest, the towering spruce like countless guards, surrounded her densely, and the clear spring beating against the rocks and making a ding dong dong bang.

Her pale face turned to the moon and gave a soft rap.

Not far away, there was a long beep of the perching bird, leaving the branch and hula la fluttering away.

Emperor Duanyang sat alone under the tree of Qingtong, and a gust of wind blew, and the leaves in the forest rang, clamoring, like whispering with countless mouths. She shrunk herself into a ball, her dark eyes looked around in horror.

"Don't be afraid, I can't be afraid, I will wait for Brother Liu to come back here ..."

She raised her chin proudly, looking left and right: "Why would I be afraid of staying alone for a while?"

The wind was getting louder and louder, and she felt a cold arm, so cold ...

"Your Highness Duan Yang?" Someone called her vaguely.

She was stunned, and then shocked: Then there are people who recognize her in this forest?

After a long time of running around and being trapped in this illusion, her emotions have long reached a critical point. She has dreamed countless times. If at this time someone from the princess sent her to come to pick her up, she I don't know how lucky I am.

"Your Highness Duanyang, Your Highness ..."

When the voice was getting closer, she was vigilant, uneasy in her heart-the ghost in the Xingshan Temple can also speak, in case ...

No, I ca n’t think, I ’m afraid the more I think ...

She gathered courage and stared at the branches of the trees not far away, silently, and began to count the leaves above.

The voice became clearer: "Your Highness, Duan Yang, something happened to Liu Fuyi."

"Brother Liu has an accident?" She shuddered in her heart and blurted out.

"Well, Your Highness." The voice looked very anxious. "He was trapped, anxiously waiting for rescue. Your Highness will soon follow me."

Duan Yang stood up immediately, just wanted to take a step, but suddenly stopped, and for a time was in a dilemma. Brother Liu said, let her wait for his return under this tree ...

"Your Highness, it's too late, come with me soon!" The voice urged.

Duan Yang was in a hurry and panicked for a time, and was in a dilemma. It took a long time to say: "Did he find Mu Yao?"

If Mu Yao was rescued, he would definitely not watch him in distress, maybe he could still do it.

The voice froze for a moment, and said: "Hey, who can save him, he can't protect himself." He paused, and then persuaded her, "His Royal Highness, Liu Fuyi, now only you can save, come with me. ! "

Only I can save ... Duan Yang's brain "buzzed", and blood was on his head.

She just took the oath. She thought, I said I had to protect Brother Liu from being hurt a little.

"Then wait a minute, I will come."

After thinking for a while, she turned around and “brushed” off the spell attached to the tree and instead attached it to her cuff.

This is the handwriting written by Brother Liu, as long as it is carried on the body, will she be safe?

Duan Yang didn't know that the moment when this mighty ghost ghost rune paper was torn from a specific location, it became a piece of ordinary waste paper.

She put the waste paper on her sleeve and walked out of the safety zone without hesitation. She walked two steps forward and saw a rickety old man standing in the forest, wearing a blue and black short beating, squinting at her . She hurriedly asked, "Where is he? Take me there!"

The white-haired old man looked around blankly and smiled kindly into the air, carefully saying: "Little old man can't see clearly. His Royal Highness comes with me, follow closely."

Duan Yang followed him all the way, and when she walked through a tall bush, she squatted silently behind the bush.

"Your Highness? Your Highness?" The people in front of her realized that she hadn't followed up, turned around and looked around.

Behind Peng Cao, she covered her mouth with both hands, not letting herself make a sound, shaking all over her body, and tears streaming down.

This old man, he has no feet.