Chapter 9 Blue Face and Disastrous Water (1) First Encounter——Sacrifice to the Lost Fragrance Soul
Chapter 9 Blue Face and Disastrous Water (1) First Encounter——Sacrifice to the Lost Fragrance Soul
Author: Lianxin Mortal
In the hinterland of the monster tribe, where the green hills are verdant, and waterfalls hit the rocks and screams from time to time, the flute insects who were tired of harvesting for a while are aimlessly relaxing to relieve the feeling in their hearts that they can't break through after exhausting tonics. Depression in Yuan. Suddenly, she saw a long-sought rare elixir growing on the cliff in front of her. Immediately, her heart was full of surprises, and she rushed to get the medicine.
At this moment, a medicine taker appeared on the opposite side, so the flute insect immediately stopped and confronted it. Looking at the other party, his brows were like swords, exuding a sassy heroic spirit, and those rolling black eyes were like the endless depths in the starry sky, which made the flute insect, who was full of masculinity, stunned slightly.
But she immediately returned to normal, and didn't give him a chance. After all, the path of cultivating immortals is dangerous, and the love of a good man is just to go further on the road of longevity, how can he disregard life and death.
However, such a good cauldron at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, after picking up the supplements, it will definitely improve in cultivation, even if it is possible to advance to Yuanzhong.
"Haha, little guy, you are mine now, haha!"
The flute insects were the first to attack. ... I saw the male cultivator calmly dealt with it, while disdainfully said: "You are only the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, huh! I don't know who will catch whom!" ... "Hehe...you are the first one to treat me like this At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, there were not many people in Yuanzhong, you are so cute!... cluck..."... The more you beat the flute insect, the more surprised you are, this kid is a fusion spirit, and he is that weird The three-color fire is difficult to deal with, but hey, I have an imitation spirit treasure borrowed from the nine-headed grandfather... After another fierce battle, I finally subdued it under the strength of the imitation spirit treasure, and used myself The natal Gu fragrance mist in the body imprisoned him. ...Looking at his handsome face, elegant frown, and unruly eyes, she, who was proud since she was a child, was not aware of a little annoyed in her heart, and pretended to smile smugly: "Little handsome guy, you are already very good." It's amazing, you can force me to use the imitation Lingbao, but you should obey me obediently!... cluck..."
Raindrops, do you still remember who he and she are?