The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

The branches and leaves of the sky slowly pressed down, and the light around the branches and leaves twisted, as if the Qi was locked.

Mo Lingqing's eyes flickered, sensing that she could not dodge, and she swung the Purple Ice Lotus Sword in her hand!

Purple ice condensed into spikes that shot up into the sky, and the branches and leaves were pierced, but in just an instant, dozens of layers were derived.

At this moment, even if Mo Lingqing was strong, it would be difficult to dodge under these dense branches and leaves of the sky...

It's not difficult to dodge, it's impossible to dodge at all. The power of this tree man is no longer just the middle stage of the human bridge realm!

"Give me a signal, Qingmu Shield has one last chance!" The Qingmu Shield flashed in Wang Que's hand, and his expression was calm, in sharp contrast to the panic a few months ago.

Mo Lingqing looked at the pressing branches and leaves of the sky and put away the Purple Ice Lotus Sword: "This tree man monster has no killing intention, maybe there is another mystery."

She couldn't deal with this tree man, she didn't believe that Xu Guangzhen and others would all die after coming in.

Generally speaking, there is no danger near the next level, from the first to the seventh level, and this is the case, and this eighth level has just entered such a strange movement...

Mo Lingqing gave up resistance, and two bone shields covered himself and Wang Que.

In less than a breath, the eyes were completely plunged into darkness.

In an instant, the bone shield made a bone cracking sound, and Mo Lingqing frowned slightly. When he was about to activate his spiritual power, he received a surprised voice from Yi Fanchen: "Blood Daoist Fellow, give up resistance and don't use any spiritual power. The more you resist this tree man, the more violent it will be!"

Mo Lingqing's soul power probed down, and at this moment Yi Fanchen had disappeared!

Looking at the half-broken bone shield, Mo Lingqing clenched his fist slightly and instantly retracted the bone shield while collecting all the spiritual power in his body.

The blood-colored spiritual sword under his feet dissipated, and the whole person fell directly down, and Wang Que beside him fell with him.

Before Wang Que could scream, the green branches and leaves wrapped up the two of them...

In the darkness, Wang Que felt that his whole body was strongly squeezed, but it didn't hurt, and this squeeze was like the intestines moving downwards...

"Madam? Are you there?"

From below, Mo Lingqing's cold voice came: "Don't worry, you won't die."

Wang Que responded, and then continued to be squeezed downwards...

After about half a minute, Mo Lingqing suddenly fell into a green film.

Standing in the film, Mo Lingqing glanced around, and before she could take a closer look, Wang Que was squeezed down in the upper passage...

As Wang Que fell, the upper passage suddenly shrank and disappeared, and then the film instantly shrank and squeezed the two together!

"Uh, Madam." Wang Que raised his head slightly: "You poked my eyes with your hair crown."

In front of him, Mo Lingqing was facing away from him and was squeezed in his arms by the green film. A cold voice came: "Hold it, I'll see if there is a way to crack it."

As she spoke, Mo Lingqing mobilized her spiritual power and struggled to push the green film.

Although the green film looked fragile, it was surprisingly tough when torn.

Behind her, Wang Que raised his head to avoid being poked in the eyes by Mo Lingqing's hair crown, and looked up through the green film. There were dense and intricate tree roots.

"Tree roots? Is this the underground world of the eighth floor?" Wang Que just thought about it, and he smelled the refreshing fragrance again.

In his mind, the original speculation about the eighth floor was instantly dispersed, and for a moment his mind was full of random thoughts...

Body and brain, when one is dull, the other will become sensitive.

After feeling that the blood and qi in his body were not going in the right direction, Wang Que took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Madam, how long will it take to break this membrane?"

Mo Lingqing said coldly: "You'd better control it, otherwise, hum!"

Wang Que closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the blood and qi in his body that were flowing in the wrong direction...

After a few minutes, Mo Lingqing suddenly stopped and whispered: "Other methods are useless. My Purple Ice Lotus Sword may be useful, but my Purple Ice Lotus Sword seems to be sealed!"

Wang Que opened his eyes: "Sealed?"

Mo Lingqing hummed: "It seems that we can only think of another way. Before that, you'd better not move!"

Wang Que tried to struggle for a while, and he found that his body seemed to be stuck to the membrane and couldn't move: "Madam, I can't move even if I want to."

As he spoke, Wang Que tried to turn his head to the side. Sure enough, his hair was also stuck, but he had a lot of hair... There was still some room for movement!

"Madam, I can still move my head a little!" Wang Que was a little excited: "Isn't your Purple Ice Lotus Sword on your forehead? Let me show you what's going on."

Mo Lingqing's heart moved slightly: "Try it."

Mo Lingqing began to turn his head to the right and back and raised his head. Wang QueHere, I tried to stretch my neck with the buffer space provided by my hair...

After trying for a long time, my hair was pulled so hard that it hurt, but at least I finally saw the center of Mo Lingqing's eyebrows.

The evil ghost mask was ferocious, and the blood-red mask extended to the lower part of Mo Lingqing's cheeks on both sides. There was only a hollow at the center of the eyebrows. At this moment, a leaf covered the center of Mo Lingqing's eyebrows in that hollow.

"Husband, Madam, there seems to be a leaf under the hollow at the center of your mask's eyebrows!"

"Leaf?" Mo Lingqing's heart was shocked, and she immediately understood why she couldn't activate the Purple Ice Lotus Sword.

The Purple Ice Lotus Sword was not a magic weapon, and it couldn't enter her soul sea, but as the top magic weapon she had, she naturally didn't want to put it in the storage ring...

However, just because of this reluctance, she couldn't activate it now.

After a moment of silence, Wang Que spoke again: "Madam, the leaf is under your mask, can you take it down?"

Mo Lingqing's voice was slightly cold: "If this village chief can raise his arm, will this village chief still turn his head to you?"

When saying this, Mo Lingqing's eyes were slightly evasive.

Inside the film, the atmosphere became a little weird at some point.

Mo Lingqing's eyes were evasive and he didn't look at Wang Que, and Wang Que's heart couldn't stop pounding.

The film was squeezed so hard that Mo Lingqing, who was close to Wang Que's chest, could naturally feel the rapid heartbeat: "You! Don't let your imagination run wild!"

Wang Que pursed his lips and whispered for a long time: "Madam."

After a few breaths, Mo Lingqing hummed and didn't speak, but still didn't look at Wang Que.

The temperature inside the film seemed to rise, and the atmosphere became more and more weird.

Mo Lingqing's body slowly tensed up and her eyes dodged more fiercely, feeling Wang Que's fiery breath... "You, you want to die!!"

"Hey, Que, you guys are also sucked in!" A surprised voice came, followed by footsteps from behind.

Wang Que was startled and suddenly retracted his head and coughed twice to cover up his panic.

Mo Lingqing also turned around and opened her eyes, with a rare flash of embarrassment and shame.

Behind him, Yi Fanchen's voice kept on: "This green film is really annoying. I spent a lot of effort to get out of trouble. Why haven't you gotten out of trouble yet? It stands to reason that the Purple Ice Lotus Sword can easily break it."

"Forget it, I helped you get out of trouble, you don't have to thank me, just give me two magic weapons."

As he spoke, Yi Fanchen slashed the black dagger in his hand, and then Wang Que and Mo Lingqing both fell down.

As the top of the green film was cut, the feeling of compression and contraction disappeared instantly. Mo Lingqing's spiritual power shook the film directly, and the skull under his feet materialized to support himself and Wang Que.

Yi Fanchen flew over with a smile: "Friend Xue, I really helped you this time. I could have done something dirty just now. Do you see my sincerity? No need to say thank you, just give me two magic weapons, I won't be picky."

Mo Lingqing looked at it with icy eyes, and her red lips under the mask opened slightly with a chill: "Get lost!"

"Did I need you to save me!"