Bei Wucen, who had consumed a huge amount of spiritual sea energy, was immediately hindered.
He escaped this hurricane, but more hurricanes came, making him unable to resist for a moment.
He was suddenly blown by the hurricane, and his upper body clothes suddenly fell apart, revealing his sperm-like chest, but fortunately he was a golden satin No matter how powerful the hurricane was, it could not cause substantial damage to his body.
Bei Wucen didn't have time to think too much, he immediately took out the robe from his storage bag and put it on, and activated the golden sword under his feet to avoid the hurricane that was pursuing him.
Suddenly, a hurricane like a powerful sword appeared from behind where he couldn't see it, and a huge pressure directly pushed Bei Wucen off the golden sword.
As soon as Bei Wucen fell, the originally formed golden sword was blown away by the hurricane and became invisible.
The huge pressure forced Bei Wucen to plummet at an extremely fast speed, leaving him no chance to counterattack.
The strong wind in the air blew against Bei Wucen's whole body, sending a burst of burning pain.
As if sensing danger, the spirit flower thrown by Bei Wucen in mid-air flew over at an extremely fast speed, causing Bei Wucen to land directly on top of the spirit flower.
The spirit flower appeared, and the surrounding hurricane suddenly dissipated invisible, as if it was afraid of the flower.
"Thank you, little flower."
Sitting on the spiritual flower, Bei Wucen breathed a sigh of relief and changed the clothes that were torn by the wind into new clothes.
Say thanks to the spirit flower.
Fortunately, this little flower came to save him, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
He looked up at the dark sky that was getting farther and farther away.
Bei Wucen's golden eyes were full of worry.
The situation just now has been verified, and he cannot go back to the previous path.
I can't go up, what should I do?
I hope Lingling is safe.
When Bei Wucen was worried, he saw that the spiritual flower under his feet was emitting visible white light, covering his body bit by bit.
Suddenly, a cool feeling spread from the skin to the spiritual sea, which was enough to calm down his somewhat turbulent spiritual sea.
This phenomenon made Bei Wucen feel nervous.
It was this Baihua who was treating his injury just now.
As the white light increased, Bei Wucen gradually felt that the discomfort in his body gradually disappeared.
"Little Baihua, I didn't expect you to be able to heal injuries.
Thank you."
Bei Wucen sat on the white flower, calmed down the breath in his body, and spoke again, this time, thanks to the little white flower.
As soon as Bei Wucen finished speaking, he saw a section of colorful flowers suddenly floating from far to near in the void.
When the flowers appeared, an indescribable and elegant floral fragrance suddenly rushed towards Bei Wucen.
This kind of floral fragrance was familiar to Bei Wucen.
He stood up from the white flowers and looked at the group of colorful flowers exuding a faint floral fragrance in front of him.
"Oh, if you want to thank me, then thank me."
Just as Bei Wucen was confused, he saw the colorful flowers in front of him gradually gathering and taking shape, and out of them came a beautiful girl wearing a colorful floral dress, who was the true nature of the flower, Hua Qingmiao.
Seeing Hua Qingmiao's appearance and looking at each other, Bei Wucen was in a trance for a moment. she is "Don't remember my golden satin body."
Hua Qingmiao stood on top of the white flowers, and a trace of surprise flashed in her heart-stirring autumn eyes.
It seemed that this golden satin body did not remember her.
Of course, you must remember even if you don’t remember.
Because she was flirtatious, she fell in love with this golden satin body at first sight.
When Bei Wucen heard Hua Qingmiao's soft but pleasant voice, he suddenly came back to his senses and remembered.
This is the strong man whom I met in the Fog City Secret Realm, Hua Qingmiao.
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