Burning Ashes

There was no embarrassment on Ti Hongguan's face, he said frankly, "Will Luo Yan be angry?"

"What do you say?" Luo Yan's voice inserted between the two, like an invisible sword gas.

"No." Ti Hongguan shook his head and said: "I just waited for my son and did nothing."

"So boring, you don't have the courage to do anything." Luo Yan came up with the sword and said, "Okay, I'm much younger than you, don't you behave like a little girl."

Mentions the red crown and teeth, but there is no rebuttal.

She wanted to pick things up, but she didn't expect Luo Yan to be so plain and straightforward, she didn't play with the little girl.

Was thinking that when Chu Cheng didn't hit her, Ti Hongguan heard the sound of Fei skull.

"Female ghost, I tell you."

"If you want to stay young, you don't have to **** the yang of your master."

"You can consider surgery."

"Liposuction!"

"Skin grafting!"

"Bone grinding!"

"Wrapped feet ..."

"What the **** is the foot wrap?"

"You see what she wears, just like the ancients."

"Yes, the smaller the feet, the more men like it."

"So aren't we brilliant?"

"We have no feet, not little feet!"

"Okay!" Ti Hongguan raised his hands and said: "I surrender, I don't wrap my feet, don't grind bones, don't skin graft, I'll really become a female ghost after liposuction!"

"Actually, Reinhardt is full of yang."

"Single man for decades, an elderly ginseng."

"you consider it?"

Mentioning the red crown, crying and laughing, said: "Flying skull, how am I to you?"

"You are like my mother."

"what?"

"If I remember correctly, her old man blew up." Fei skull was serious.

Mentions the red crown and throws the wet towel on Feicran's head, covering his face. Flying Skull sticks his tongue out and licks on the towel, saying: "It's a shame that the towel has a fragrant hand."

"Son, do you want to teach him?" Red Crown asked for help.

"Flying skull!" Chu Cheng was angry.

"I blame you, what nonsense Western romance."

"The host is very oriental!"

"Should say so, it smells so good!"

"Little lady ..."

"Okay, don't waste time, let's do the right thing." Luo Yan didn't want Fei skull to continue to tease the red crown. She pulled Chucheng's sleeves and the two of them walked to the space gate 3.

The flowers bloom in the back of the door, and the crimson flowers are enchanting and dangerous, swaying in the wind.

But the flowers near the door were trampled and the plague creatures did a good job. They will only pay attention not to destroy the integrity and value of the ruins. These flowers are everywhere, so ordinary that they can't be ordinary.

At least the plague creature thought so, then the red crown came and gasped with depression.

Rare flowers that are rare in the world are everywhere here. Even the projection version is enough for her to make a lot of potions.

Alas, since there are so many, you should not be angry.

Mentions that the red crown feels that he is angry, he is maddened by the skull, and has nothing to do with the plague creatures. Let yourself liposuction? Are you that fat?

What does bone mean? The cheekbones are high? Will it be Coff?

What is the most annoying thing is to wrap your feet. If you have a foot-wrapping cloth, it must be stuffed in Fei skull's mouth.

But it doesn't seem to work. Flying Skull has three mouths, the one that is vacant, will definitely yell, so fragrant or something.

Mentions Red Crown's cranky thoughts. Her professional nature does not require her to be vigilant at all times. Around her body, there are eight ghosts guarding. These ghosts can not only perform magic defense, but also resist physical attacks. Unless the siege hammer hits her directly, the ordinary flying sword is impossible to break through.

A French monk bowed his head, picked a flower on the other shore, and put it in a jade box around his waist.

Not very long, he said to Luo Yandao: "Useful."

The plague angel flew up, leaving the high-speed side by side, probing the scope of the sea of ​​flowers.

"Young Master ..." Ti Hongguan whispered in the back, regretting his previous actions.

Luo Yan glanced at her and said, "If you are useful, just keep it."

"Yes." Mentioning the red crown, he dared not play anymore, and when his sleeve flicked, he released some ghosts that he didn't know how many, densely, and rushed towards the distance. Under the control of her, these fierce ghosts gently dig out the other shore flowers from the ground, and connect the root system to the wooden box in her hand.

Chucheng glanced and began to collect the other shore flowers, but he directly used Baigui night walking clothes.

Qingcheng Taoist priests also moved quickly. They were more professional. They had a seal grate dedicated to collecting relics. The space was huge and the collection speed was fast enough.

Amidst the sea of ​​flowers, suddenly a ghost was thrown out, trying to get into the plague creature.

It's just that the ghost flew forward, as if it hit the iron wall of the copper wall, the translucent ghost rippled, and a sharp cry broke out inside.

Luo Yan glanced and asked, "Do you want it?"

Mentions the red crown shaking his head and said: "All are ghosts, but this is an undead, not a ghost."

Chucheng Road: "I want it."

This low-level ghost also has a second-order level, not to mention the legendary level deep in the jacquard sea. The ghost can fill the space in the night clothes of the hundred ghosts and be swallowed by the fierce ghosts inside.

His white ghost night walk suit is different from the wooden box with the red crown, which can ingest the source.

The energy of the undead is very troublesome for others, and it is polluted. For him, it is a tonic. After extracting the source of the ghost, the power of death can be sent to the kingdom of death even if he feels impure. It will take decades to grow up there. He collected all his money, and he dared not do anything about the underworld gods.

People have calculated this too. It is not so easy for the gods to intervene in the world, and it requires media.

So the gods will give him so many benefits, if he does not do things, the gods of the underworld still do n’t laugh and die?

The greater the benefit of the gods to him, the better the effect of the medium.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a soldier ant in the distance to be possessed by a ghost. The soldier ants exploded on the spot. The ghosts of the legendary level could not be controlled. They were suddenly dying. .

"Son, don't blow up the flowers!"

"Hundreds of miles of this stuff, don't be so petty." Luo Yan stabbed beside him.

Mentioning the red crown was depressed, but fortunately, her work efficiency of Li Gui was okay. Chu Cheng was far away from her, and she took care of everything with Bai Gui night clothes.

The ghosts that are constantly appearing, the highest level is just a legend, usually the second order.

The ghosts under the legend can't parasitize soldiers and ants, and the miners are more dangerous, but the number of miners is not large, and they were simply sent back by Chucheng.

This sea of ​​flowers is simply not a place where one can come to adventure. This kind of army is dispatched, and many legendary teams can come to take risks.

If it is an ordinary legend, in the face of so many ghosts, I am afraid it is better to hurry to escape.

So in the world of Gaia, the stronger is stronger, the weak want to get such an opportunity, it is too difficult. Legend is no longer a weak man, but he can act alone and take risks. It is still unlikely to have any big gains.

Chucheng didn't want to harm Huahai too, so the plague legion narrowed its scope and simply allowed Taoists and Tiguan to collect other flowers.

After a while, news came from the plague angel and found the edge of the sea of ​​flowers.

Five hundred miles away, an ice lake suddenly appeared. The ice lake was huge and the edge could not be seen. This is weird. Although the other shore flower grows in the underworld, the cold place, but the temperature of the ice lake is so low that the plague angels dare not come close.

The first approaching plague angel was frozen 500 meters away, and the rest only dared to observe it thousands of meters away.

Chucheng tried to contact the frozen plague angel. As a result, an unspeakable fear came from the soul. But he had the original thunder fire to protect the soul. He was instinctively afraid because the power of the ice lake far exceeded He can defend the level.

Chu Cheng immediately told Luo Yan about this matter, Luo Yan asked: "Will it be a powerful projection?"

Chucheng shook his head and said: "The plague angel did not directly observe, just approached, the simulated ice lake picture. Oops, the biological light brain was also damaged ..."

"Is there a divinity?"

"There should be." Chu Cheng said: "It's really impossible. Send Yellow Towels to pass?"

Luo Yan nodded, and immediately a Taoist priest released a legendary yellow scarf. Huangjin Lux made a salute to the Taoist, flew up, and headed straight for the direction of the ice lake.

Chucheng envy, this yellow towel Lux, looks like a real person, except that there is no convenience of biological light brain, it is much stronger than the plague creature.

The yellow towel Lixi flew 500 miles, and it would take an hour ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Speaking of it, it is still not as good as the human legend.

But the yellow towel Lux can fly longer and does not affect its own combat, which is an advantage.

Chucheng and others were busy, cleaning up ghosts, collecting flowers from the other shore, and there was something to do anyway. Soon, in the other direction, the same message came from the Plague Angel.

They all saw the ice lake, and the plague angels surveyed in all directions saw the same thing.

Chucheng closed his eyes slightly, simulated it, and found his position, just like the pupil of an eyeball, and the white eyes surrounding the pupil are the ice lake.

An island thousands of miles in diameter? No, what kind of projection is this?

Should n’t he be the eye of Hades?

The eye of the **** of meditation is something created by the **** of meditation, similar to the kingdom of death, an area of ​​a thousand miles in size, but it is just an airport that provides the **** of meditation with a place of arrival.

Will not be the eyes of the **** of meditation, in the eyes of the **** of meditation, there should be no other flowers on the other side.

The Eye of Wraith is more energetic, and even no undead will appear. Too many ghosts here do not meet the characteristics of the Eye of Wraith. Even the abandoned Eye of Hades is full of vitality, and can be integrated into a world without the breath of Hades at any time, it seems that there is no sense of disobedience at all.

Chucheng didn't allow the plague creatures to continue to explore, but kept them away, using biological light brains to monitor them thousands of kilometers away from the ice lake. Only a few minutes after such monitoring began, Chucheng was horrified to find that the ice lake was approaching. In other words, the ice lake is shrinking inward, and the speed is getting faster and faster.