Chapter 62： Aggressive flowers

Sang carefully cradled the big-faced flower disc carefully and pushed half of his body out of the small cave.

It's about twenty feet from the ground. For a person who can't fly, looking like this, there is really a little dizziness and fear.

Sang grabbed the big-faced flower's face plate far and asked it to make a kelp, tied it around her waist, and then jumped down like a bungee jump.

The texture of these physical wood spirits is very similar to jelly, but the toughness is excellent, and ordinary swords are constantly cutting them.

She hung in the air, and threw down the cannibalistic flowers. With her five-fold cultivation practice in the Lingming Realm, she could throw flowers and plants to a distance of five feet away from her.

A brown plant stalk immediately appeared in the wave of dense demons. I saw that the big red flower bud was like a searchlight, hanging down from the top of the stalk in a mourning way, hooked up and humped back, and ‘watched’ the crazily creeping demons below.

Suddenly, the petals snapped!

Like a falcon throwing a fish, this bright red flower flew to the ground with a thunderous speed, and in the blink of an eye, a ghost was caught, the bud rose, and it swallowed it into a brown stem. Among the rods.

The stalk suddenly bulged a large strip-shaped swelling.

"Porridge, Porridge..."

After a few breaths, the man-eating flower stems returned to their original shape, and the entire flower plant grew a little more.

The nearby demons seemed to have some doubts, slowed down, slowly turned their heads and sniffed, but found nothing. The wave of Wraiths in the rear continued to flow, and these Wraiths that felt a little weird were quickly wrapped in the front-they could not sense the bloodless "dead" of Yun Yun.

These ghosts are all crawling towards the light source made by Youmei.

Sang far tried to throw a second cannibalism and failed.

So she concentrated on the only weapon in her hand, and once again looked at the devil to replenish her nutrients.

At first, the piranha was about one and a half tall from the root to the top of the bud. The brown stem was as thick as the forearm of a mature man. After eating twenty or so demons, its height reached the height of two. The foot is as thick as the calf.

The more significant change is that it has doubled the speed of digesting the Wraith, which originally required seven or eight breaths, and now it only takes about three breaths.

The action of predation also became much more fierce, and five huge petals were divided into one, and a ghost was captured silently and eaten in a puffy puff.

Directly in front, the orange flame in Yumute's hands has turned into a dazzling little sun, making Sang Yuan's hair silk into shadows clearly, reflecting on the stone wall behind him.

She looked back and saw a slim and light figure hanging on the wall of this dark underground grotto, like a mural of flying dance.

She turned back cheerfully, looking towards You Meng.

I saw him holding one hand without extinguishing the fire, and waving the knife leisurely in the other. The body of the demon behind him piled up higher and higher. He stood in the middle of the basin without blood.

‘It really is hell. Sang said from afar.

Cannibalism is still hunting wildly.

It has advanced again, but it is almost developed and stereotyped, and no longer jumps up, it starts to grow laterally, just like the middle-aged man. The bud is getting bigger and bigger, and the stem gradually becomes a protective layer at the bottom of the bud.

"Are you a little too fat to feed..." Sang fart secretly.

Fat piranhas are more effective when they come to the devil.

It can swallow three ghosts in one bite, and it takes only one breath to digest it completely!

Sang looked at the gobbling red fat man from afar, with some pride in his heart, and some facelessness-now, she was less like a fairy.

Whose fairy's skill is this!

What a guilt.

At this moment, the orange fire extinguishing in the hands of Yumie has completely formed.

His exquisite lips smirked a smirk, and he threw the fire on the ore bed of the Spirit Fire Vein in a very casual posture like brushing off a leaf that fell on his finger.

I saw that the orange flame flashed like water, and it turned into a dark red vein.

You Wuming looked back at the cave where Sang was far away.

With a quick look, he slowly moved down, staring at Sang Yuan who was hanging in the air, and the corner of his mouth could not help but gently pumped.

He looked carefully and found that she was not forced out of the cave by the demon, but voluntarily hanged there to practice body surgery, rubbed her eyebrows, and continued to another fire point not far away.

Three points and one line can completely ignite this vein.

When Sang looked up from the distance, he turned around and reached the second ignition point.

Just looking at the back is really kind of ruthless.

Stepping on a place of flesh and blood, and ruthlessly stepping on the head of the ghost, the knife in his hand waved at will, and he would reap a large part of the life of the ghost.

Came to the world like a **** of death.

Her little heart bounced twice in disappointment.

Really handsome.

She also wanted to be so elegant and cool.

She looked down at her flowers and flattened her mouth in frustration.

Very good, at this moment, it is completely a red fat man.

The brown stalk can no longer support the huge red head, it hangs down sloppy, the'chin' rests on the ground, the bright red petals open and close, and the ghosts sent to the mouth are one by one. Only prickly entered the flower belly.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Buddha became Buddha. whatever.

It was originally a beautiful big red flower on a long stem, like a tulip. At this moment, the piranha has turned into a creeping fat man with a stalk like a small tail, thrown behind its big fat body.

She has an ominous hunch. It may have a new name.

But this man-eating flower that has evolved into a red fat man is indeed more than a star.

With a big mouthful, you can swallow seven or eight ghosts at once, digest them instantly, without vomiting.

It is like a greedy snake, arching around on the ground, but wherever it passes, it is called to clean it cleanly.

By the time You Yuming ignited the second fire point, the evolution of the piranha had stopped.

Sang feels it from afar, and this is its limit-ten ghosts can be swallowed with an open mouth, and it takes almost no time to digest.

There was a strange energy surge in my heart.

She continued to manipulate the cannibals to eat.

Soon, she clearly captured the impulse in her heart, and raised her hand to throw a lot-

Another cannibalism appeared!

This time the original version of Little Cannibal Flower appeared.

Sang looked at the brown thin-legged rod next to the red giant fat man, and the corners of his mouth could not help but smoke.

The newborn little cannibal gazed at the fatness beside him.

The red fat flicked the big and thick petals at it, and took the lead towards the Devil's Stalk.

The little cannibal spent his learning to shake his tiny head, followed the chubby pace, and began to eat sullenly.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." didn't want to say anything, just wanted to be quiet.

She probably understood.

The advancement of cannibal flowers and big face flowers is different.

The big face flower is her basic flower, as long as she advances, the quality and quantity of the big face flower will increase accordingly, and the piranha is an independently developed flower species, and one can start to develop when it is full. The second one.

Theoretically, as long as she is given enough time, she can manipulate her army of plants, conquer the abyss, and eat the devil to extinction.

The second cannibalus quickly followed the pace of his predecessors and became a red fat man.

Sang Yuan just summoned the third little skinny, and saw Youmei flying with her wings flapping, looking at her with a smile, as if holding back some words.

Sang Yuan's heart shrieked when he saw his evil eyes.

There was no time to stop.

I saw You Wuming pointing at the two huge red fat people below, with thin lips moving, and spit out three words that asked Sang Yuan's life.

"Pighead flower."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

This knife is really painful.

He grabbed her with a low voice and a smile, falling on her ear: "It's time to go, my stupid fruit."

She grieved and took away the two big and one small three flowers.

His wings were heavy, and he was more than ten feet tall.

With a long knife in his hand, he stabbed into the stone wall, and once fell and flicked, his wings were fanned again and swept ten feet.

When he floated out of the sky, Sang felt something from far away, and looked down.

I saw that the three fire spots had all connected the dark fire spots in the veins of the Linghuo mine. The orange fire was flowing agitated in the deposit, and it was about to explode!

She took a breath and unconsciously grabbed his clothes.

"boom--"

Qi wave first came up.

With the first wave of explosions, the lifeless glanced up more than thirty feet.

It's not just the waves that are coming up again.

The rumbling sound was like a thunder, sounding on the soles of the feet.

The veins of the spirit fire were ignited without extinguishment. With the blessing of the spirit Yun, the flames exploded into a group of spirit fires. The heat waves rushed up, and a group of orange and red flames blasted away. The walls of the cave began to shake violently, and countless earth and rocks Dropped from above.

Explosive mine!

The soles of the feet, flames bite extremely tightly.

Youyou laughed arrogantly, rushing upward through the waves of fire.

The knife in his hand danced to see the afterimage.

He cut all the soil and stone that hit her into pieces, and from time to time pierced the blade into the stone wall, using the force to grab it again.

After about Kung Fu's effort, Sang saw the sky covered with bright stars above his head.

The rumbling sound has spread to the ground, because the explosion point is so deep that the people on the flat ground cannot realize that something is happening under the sacrifice pit, and only think that it is moving.

But when the fire waves turned out, they could no longer hide their eyes and ears.

"So the owner of Xiaoxiang Pavilion is needed to attract Han Shaoling's attention, so as not to have the energy to search around and find that there are differences here, blocking us." In the fierce explosion, Sang Yuan's voice was as mosquito-gull.

You Wuming saw her lips move slightly. Although she didn't understand what she was saying, she knew she must praise him for being so powerful.

He pecked at her forehead and pressed his lips to smile.

The next second, he swept out of the sacrificial pit, threw the two guards who came here to explore, and then quickly swept aside, over a palace wall.

The ground shook violently, and thunderous thunder came from the center of the earth, as if the earth dragon was angry.

At this time, no one still has the mind to pay attention to the surroundings.

You Wuming took Mulberry far away, and soon boarded the Fengtian High Platform again.

Looking down from here, the entire Wangcheng is unobstructed.

Sang saw that Han Shaoling and all the royal families were standing in a wide courtyard outside the banquet hall to lie down. On the ground was a person wearing an official costume, a whole blood stain on his chest, and a shell girl headed by the owner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion They stood sideways staggering, and it seemed that the assassination operation was very successful.

Over there, there was already fire blazing out into the sky. It won't take long for Han Shaoling to receive the news.

time to go.

"Fly again." You Wuming smiled.

She grabbed his neck, he spread his wings, and swooped down.

The full moon was just behind him, on the wings, the fire was looming, like a spark on the moon disk. He hugged her waist, narrowed her narrow eyes, and lifted her thin lips. At this moment, it was really high and wide, let alone gallop.

"You're lifeless."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

"Well." He carelessly tickled his lower lip. "I like you too."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." seemed to be suddenly touched.

Soon, he landed in the alley outside the Wangcheng.

Short life has been impatient.

It moved its wet black nose, and its round eyes fixed on the lifeless boots and trouser legs, clearly showing its disgusted expression-they were stained with the blood of the demon.

Out of town was very smooth.

South Korea and You Erzhou border, and each of them puts a lot of dark chess into each other's capitals. At the gate of the city, a low-ranking general who defended the city opened the small door under the gate for You Wuming. After a short ride, he left Handu.

"Bring my knife back to the palace, and then go to Jizhou to accept the gift from Huangfu Jun." You Wuming said.

Sang is far from wondering: "Is it coming so soon?"

"Well," Youyou replied lazily, "I crossed the Qinzhou territory yesterday and spent two days pretending to be in Xilinguan to help the Jizhou king recapture the capital."

The two laughed at each other.

The Huangfu family and the Ji family are relatives. In fact, in the eighteen states of Yunjing, the royal families of the two states are drawn at will, and they are traced back several generations. To put it simply, it is right to recognize relatives when you are in a relationship, but not to recognize them when you are in a war.

After Jidu was captured by Youzhou, the king of Jizhou asked Huangfujun for help. Huangfujun asked Huangfu to lead the soldiers and arrived in Jizhou via Tu, Jin and Qin.

Long-distance march will naturally bring no heavy armament.

After several days of attack, Huangfu could not defeat the West Linguan, so the King of Jizhou purchased a batch of armaments from Qinzhou and shipped them from Jizhou to Jidu.

This batch of equipment is the'gift' that the Huangfu family deliberately sent to Youyou.

Everyone knows you are desperately poor.

Such a mad dog-like army, if it is Chafu, who has got a good set of equipment that is just enough to arm them, certainly can't help but want to fight against the sky.

What Huangfu Jun wanted was this effect.

"Little Mulberry," You Wuming tilted her head a little puzzledly. "In the eyes of outsiders, I'm so lifeless. Are you really a fool?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

This question is a bit difficult to answer.

Actually it really is. Without saying anything else, he said that in the original book, he was not a lifeless lunatic.

"Huh?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and twitched her chin with his fingers. "Little Mulberry, wouldn't you think so too."

Sang smiled from afar: "No, it's because they don't have enough brains to appreciate your profound wisdom."

You Wuming: "..." It seems strange, but it is still very happy.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Huh?" His face changed suddenly. "Short life, where are you going."

The voice was still there, short-lived had jumped a distance of five feet high, puffed, and fell into a clear stream.

It disgusts him.

Stinky and dirty.

Youming: "..."

The wings just fell out and fell into the water.

He stroked the water twice with his wings blankly.

Sang laughed far from the waist.

The lifeless black eyes slowly turned half a circle, and his thin lips suddenly lifted up. He twisted half of the body neatly, his wings flicked up the big water, and his head threw the mulberry far away.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

His hair was all on his face.

She wiped indiscriminately, jumped into the water, waved her arms, and poured the big and small water splashes towards the lifeless.

The short life is very coordinated, and the long water is wet in the potential water, and then swims towards You Wuming, shaking the water with him ‘wow wa’.

"It's against the sky!" Youyou smiled grimly, a flap of wings, swept from the water, hit the short life in the air, and pushed it into the water.

Sang quickly rushed to the rescue and jumped up. The whole person rushed into his arms, wrapped his arms around him, turned over from his short-lived body, and pushed him into the water.

In front of her, he really couldn't make it hard.

Qingling Ling's river, he let her press him and dive to the bottom of the river.

The short-lived four-hoof digs through the water and swims down from above like a seal.

You Wuming couldn't help but laughed. With a smile, a series of bubbles spit out of his mouth, hit Sang Yuan's face, and floated to the water against her cheek.

She couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, it seemed that all the worries and sorrows flew away with wings.

Seeing that he was about to sink to the bottom of the river, he held her backhand, rolled over and pressed her, and kissed her fiercely.

Really, sinking in love.

...

I was very happy when I played, and when I returned to the shore and found that I could only wear wet clothes to rush off in the wilderness, both of them looked faint.

"Short, fate." You Wuming slapped it on the head, "You, very good."

Short-lived: "Ou Wu?" I can't understand what your master is saying, I'm just a simple dog without a brain.

Running short and full of strength, after half a day, arrived at the quaint and ancient capital of Youzhou.

The clothes have already been dried by the wind.

"Change clothes, bring a knife, and go to Jizhou."

Revisiting the place at the moment, Sang Yuan's mood is completely different from the beginning.

She looked away.

Looking at these buildings, I can't help but feel a strong sense of belonging. She knew that this was called Aiwu and Wu.

"Mine." She pointed to the royal city towering ahead.

You Wuming smiled: "Your. It's all yours."

Short-lived turned his head, and some contempt glanced at the male master.

Back in the palace, go straight to its own hot soup pool. You Wuming smirked, hugged Mulberry far away, and walked towards the hot spring palace.

She once bathed him here.

"Little Sanguo," he gritted his teeth bitterly, "when I lied to me, there was a good set, eh?"

His eyes were burning, and he wanted to strike her again.

She swam to the other side of the pool and smiled at him: "How can I lie to you, don't you like you every day? I like it more now!"

He bullied him and forced her to nowhere.

"Little Mulberry..."

The voice is dumb.

"In the water, haven't tried..."

He caught her.

Sang was so heartbroken that he immediately remembered his first embarrassing past in the water. He didn't dare to laugh, and his face turned red.

He was about to get started, and suddenly Yu Yingwei hurriedly asked for advice.

Youming: "..."

He stepped out of Tangchi, put on a large black robe in his backhand, and went outside the hall.

There were vines on the window mound, and Sang was lying beside the pool, listening to You Yingwei telling him--

"Master, the Heartseeker commits the crime again. The victims this time... are our two brothers! The body was just discovered and the time of death is this morning." The voice trembled.

You Wuming didn't speak.

Across a palace, Sang could feel his instantly cold breath from afar.

"Subordinate incompetence! Check these days, still clueless!"

this morning.

Is it when he and her, and short-lived playful in the river?

Sang knew from afar that You Wuming's state at this moment was extremely poor.

She crawled out of the hot spring, wiped off the drops of water with a cloth towel, put on her clothes, and went outside the hall.

Youyingwei has retreated.

You Wuming stood there, wearing the black robe loosely, his chest half exposed, and he didn't care to pull his clothes.

Sang stepped forward and gently closed his shirt for him.

"What is a heart seeker?" she asked.

These days, Agu has been responsible for handling the affairs of Youzhou, reporting to Youmei and receiving orders regularly every day.

Youyouming never avoided Sang Yuan, but she didn't understand much about the names and abbreviations of her names, so she didn't pay much attention.

You Wuming said quietly: "Seven days ago, the first victim appeared in You. There was only one scar on the whole body, and the heart was taken straight out."

Sang took a breath from afar.

Youming said: "The victims continued to appear afterwards. As of yesterday, there were a total of seven deceased. The time of the perpetrators was not regular, and there was no connection between the victims. Regarding the perpetrators, it was temporarily unavailable. The previous deceased were all civilians. The next day, I asked Youying Wei to investigate, and they called the murderer'heart seeker'."

Sang nodded slowly from afar.

Originally thought that it was just an ordinary bad criminal case, the murderer could be caught quickly to close the case.

"Yu Yingwei was actually killed today," Sang Yuan said, "Yu Yingwei, his strength should be above the five heavens of Lingming Realm."

"Not bad." You Wuming couldn't see any emotion on his face.

He took her out.

The body of the deceased stopped outside the hall.

The two dead Shadow Guardians only had expressions of utter blankness and pain on their faces, apparently encountered a very sudden sneak attack, without any defense at all.

Can't see anything.

Look at the wound on the chest, a big neat hole. It is like using a round wooden pile to nail into the body, nailing the heart with bones and flesh to the outside of the body.

Can't find any clues.

Youyingwei are born and died with him all the year round.

You Wuming stood there, like a black shadow that was about to melt into the sunlight.

"Otherwise check the case before leaving?" Sang said far away.

He hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "The substitute can't cope with Huang Fuxiong."

Sang nodded far.

Although Huangfujun said that he would "give gifts" to Youzhou, he wouldn't take things seriously in front of him. The opponent calculates the strength of Yumei, if you let the substitute play, it is not good to confiscate and confiscate yourself. In the ever-changing battlefield, one mistake was thousands of lives.

Which one is more important, at a glance.

For a while, he spoke lightly: "Strengthen the vigilance and wait for me to return. Try not to die a few."

"Yes! Lord!"

You Wuming turned his head down: "Little Mulberry, set off."

This way, You Wuming didn't say much. He didn't seem to be in a bad mood either, but he sat particularly upright and never dragged her into his arms.

Running for a short time, his head was much faster than the original, and within a day, he crossed the Yudukou and reached the capital of Jizhou.

The buildings in Jizhou are mostly off-white. At first glance, they look like bald Sangzhou.

The people of Jidu have been driven away.

The bustling capital of a state has now become a large military camp.

You Wuming went straight to the main account, and saw a man with a figure similar to him, with a silver mask on his face stood up respectfully.

"Lord."

The man bowed his head to salute, then took off the mask on his face, and took off the coach's cloak.

Sang looked at it from afar, and saw that the person's appearance and lifelessness after his appearance were seven or eight points. It is enough to guard against the enemy troops and the detailed work in the battalion.

He spread the map easily and said: "Look at the lord, according to the leaked information from Dongzhou, tomorrow afternoon, 20,000 sets of Lingjia and weapons sent from Qinzhou will pass Qixi Road. This place is very easy to ambush. Once we attack from above, they can only throw their armaments away from the canyon. Lord, among them, I am afraid there is fraud."

Sang looked at the map from afar.

She used to have a poor geography. Looking at the contour lines is like looking at a function image. It took a long time to see Qixi Road as a canyon-like place.

You Wuming nodded an obscure corner with her fingertips.

"Huangfu Xiong will set up an elite cavalry to lie here, and will charge when I leave Qixi Dao."

The substitute general took a deep breath and was immediately puzzled: "In this way, although it can cause casualties to our army, he can't use cavalry to transport this batch of armaments. Eh? Since he knows that armaments have passed through Xi Dao is about to be intercepted, why should he send sheep into the tiger's mouth?"

——The things that You Wuming and Sang did far away in Dongzhou are absolutely confidential, except for the confidant like Agu, the others have no knowledge. In the eyes of others, this is just a mediocre war.

Sang looked far away from the lifeless fingers, and the dazzling lines were gradually cleared by him with one finger.

Sang understood it from afar.

You Wuming counts Huang Fuxiong very clearly.

Huang Fuxiong was instructed to deliberately send equipment to You Wuming, but with Huang Fuxiong’s Zhong Er **** character, he certainly wouldn’t want to become such a disgraced son of a disgraced landlord, so he would add a heroic code to himself, although Lost the equipment, but bit a bitter flesh.

Mind fill the thoughts of Huang Fuxiong, something like this-‘Huh, little boy who knows nothing, don’t think grandpa, I’m really a fool, and give you so many things! See if it's not, everything has been expected by me, seeing that you have been beaten so poorly by me, this little thing will reward you! How can you guess the profound conspiracy behind me and my elder brother? ’

As everyone knows, the initiator behind all this is the ‘little pitiful’ lifeless of this ‘nothing to know’.

Sang Yuan couldn't help but sympathize with Huang Fuxiong, an enthusiastic book friend.

I saw You Wuming's long finger: "Go, bury Tribulus here."

The stand-in general bowed his head: "Yes! Lord, at the end, he will call on his troops to intercept Huangfu Xiong from the flank!"

"No need." You Wuming's eyes were empty and landed on the map. "One person is enough."

The substitute general was stunned, but he didn't talk about it any more, and retreated.

Sang looked at Youmei with far anxiety.

He wants a person, heads-up of Huangfuxiong's army?

Just when she was stunned, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and strode to the palace prepared for him by his men.

His fingertips were slightly cold.

She peeped at him and saw that his eyes were cold, and she looked firm and determined.

It looks nothing like doing bad things.