Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

The words of Climbing Teng made Luo Feng get goose bumps all over his body and hurriedly opened his eyes.

Tang Dal and Ling Yaoyao waited long ago. Seeing Luo Feng awake, Tang Dal came up immediately, "Congratulations to Brother Feng."

"Congratulations, I got a vine?" Luo Feng said.

Tang Daer was stunned, "..."

In Luo Feng's mind, the voice of Climbing Vine rang out, angrily, "I am the mother root of Climbing Vine, the only one in the Immortal Emperor's Domain. There are even more areas, and it is impossible to give birth to a parent root of Climbing Vine. You only think of me as a vine?"

"Aren't you a vine?" Luo Feng asked.

Climbing the sky vine, "..."

After a long while, Pantianteng snorted, "Do you know that if the power of Pantianteng can be used to the extreme, it can restrain a domain! Of course, with your current strength, it is still a thousand miles away."

"My current strength?" Luo Feng felt it, his eyes could not help but wiped out a look, "Unfortunately, I can no longer participate in the Tianjiao assessment, if not, I can fight for the God of Returning Pill."

"Why can't you participate?" Pantianteng said, "I know that the Tianjiao assessment of Blue Sky City is very lively, so go and participate." It sounds like Pantianteng is very interested.

"Xiaoteng, your first half of your life was really lonely as snow." Luo Feng couldn't help sighing.

After Pantianteng recognized the Lord, his voice changed. It was a bit clear and ethereal. Like a girl, Luo Feng couldn't say the word ‘senior’. After thinking about it, he gave a nickname of ‘Xiaoteng’.

"Small Teng?" Pantian Teng stunned, and it was actually a little joyful. For countless years, although it is the root of Pengtian Teng, noble and rare, and the entire Immortal Emperor Realm, it is also unique, but it has no name.

"I recognize you as the Lord, and I should follow your surname. From now on, I will be Luo Xiaoteng." Pantianteng said joyfully.

Luo Feng was startled, he just casually gave the Pantianteng a name, but didn't want the Pantianteng to be so happy. Around Luo Feng's figure, the vines began to swing, and the branches and leaves rustled.

"Or, I'll give you another name?" Luo Feng felt that this name was too dirty.

"No, my name is Luo Xiaoteng." Pantianteng looked for it and insisted not to change it.

"Uh...Xiaoteng." Luo Feng had to give up, "Tianjiao will not be able to go for the assessment. How should we leave this place now?"

"Follow this river and you can go out." Luo Xiaoteng replied, "As for the Tianjiao assessment of Blue Sky City..." Luo Xiaoteng said in a tone, "Your human race is too complicated. After you go out, you can make your own decision. ."

After Luo Feng fell into the cliff last night, Luo Xiaoteng also knew what happened on the cliff, but in his eyes, it was too complicated and difficult to understand, and he didn't bother to analyze it. Luo Feng decided by himself.

In the final analysis, it is just a vine.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless vines flew and shrunk under the buried gods.

In the end, all disappeared.

Luo Feng could feel the existence of Pantianteng, relying on him.

Luo Feng can control the climbing vine with a single thought.

Open the palm, there is a faint vine pattern, which is gradually disappearing.

"Thank you."

Luo Feng whispered.

This time, the three of them, all relying on Luo Xiaoteng, saved their lives.

"The field here seems to be gradually weakening, probably because Xiaoteng's power has disappeared." Luo Feng didn't stay any longer, lest it might change. After all, this place is still within the scope of Lan's sacred mountain.

The crisis has not been resolved.

"Big ears, demon demon, let's go."

Luo Feng and the three came to the river.

"If you go down the river, you can leave this place."

"There are many fields on both sides of the river." Tang Dal pointed to the front, "Brother Feng, there is a bamboo boat ahead."

The place where the field above the Burial Shenyuan is blocked is a cliff. Lantian Xie's body was stained with blood. This time he made a forcible breakthrough and encountered a frantic culling of the field. Even though Lantian Xie had a earth-shattering cultivation base, he could not fully implement it before the terrifying field of the buried gods. Almost hit hard

Create.

"The field is suddenly weakened?" Lan Lanxie opened his eyes wide, in disbelief.

It was just the sudden weakening of the field that gave Lantian Xie the opportunity to successfully break through this heavy field.

Escaped a death catastrophe.

"The field under the Burial Shenyuan unexpectedly changed at this time." Lantian Xie's mind was shocked.

The first time in thousands of years.

"Could it be because of Luo Feng?" Lantian Xie felt that this reason was a bit absurd, but besides, there were other reasons?

"It must be because of Luo Feng." Lantian Xie's expression lifted and his eyes were firm, "I said, burying Shenyuan cannot bury my grandson of Lantian Xie." In the depths of his heart, Lan Lanxie still holds a lot of faith. .

Without too much rest, Lan Lanxie continued to rush down.

The field is weakened, and Lantian Xie's confidence can quickly reach the bottom of the buried gods.

However, at this moment, the bamboo row has ripples layer by layer, drifting downward...

It's already noon.

In direct sunlight, there were no trees blocking the floating corpse river, and several people stood under the scorching sun.

Lan Xiang brought food, walked to Lan Yafu's side, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "Aunt, let's eat something."

Lan Yafu slowly turned back and looked at Lan Xiang.

"She is my daughter, Lan Xiang." Lan Haoxing said. Lan Yafu's eyes were hollow and empty, and she chuckled at Lan Xiang, "Aunt is not hungry." After saying that, Lan Yafu once again looked at the direction of the source of the floating corpse river, the dark hole, the river flowing out, From time to time I bring an unknown flower

petal.

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart ached.

Lan Haoxing turned around, his nose was a little sour, he couldn't bear to look at it, and he felt even more heartbroken when he saw his sister's situation now.

"Brother Luo, we haven't known each other for long, but in my heart, I recognize you as a big brother." Xiao Li sat on the ground, holding a jug of wine in his hand, "By the floating corpse river, I will drink with you." Xiao Lizi Gu raised his head and drank.

In the scorching sun.

Lan Yafu's body trembled. She was not a cultivator, and her physique was weak, supporting her with tenacity.

"Fu'er." Luo Junchen shouted softly, hugging Lan Yafu.

Lan Yafu's eyes couldn't help but cry again, her voice choked, sad, "Our child, is it really gone?"

Luo Junchen's eye sockets were red, and his eyes kept widening, not to let his tears flow down, his wife was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't. He is the last support of his wife. "It's okay, it's okay." Luo Junchen said repeatedly.

Lan Yafu's tears poured down, "Buried Shenyuan, the buried Shenyuan where no one has left alive..."

"Look, there seems to be something coming out of it." Zhuge Poxing suddenly shouted.

Huh huh!

The eyes of everyone looked over.

At the mouth of the dark hole, ripples of the river rose.

With the barriers of the field, they can't see the situation inside.

Suddenly, a bamboo row appeared.

The white-clothed boy, like Yu Shengxue, stood on the bamboo row, his eyes were particularly bright. The breeze brushed his black hair and rippled in everyone's hearts.