Her rationality was almost gone, and she still had the mood to perform the technique.
Feng Fuyao successfully touched the wrapped and bloody cloth band this time.
Her plain little face immediately sank.
This person was really able to hold on.
She slapped her hard, and Ji Ciyan's frowning lips turned white, "You are trying to kill people."
This woman, Why didn't he find her so angry before, but he liked it.
"It's better to kill you than to commit suicide."
He completely tore off his clothes, and the spring scenery inside couldn't be better.
The red and white were in perfect harmony, and there were several crooked straps hanging on it.
Feng Fuyao couldn't help laughing.
Smiling, Ji Ciyan opened her eyes for no apparent reason.
When he understood why she was laughing, he glared at her quietly.
She just smiled a few times, and then took out a small shell, a small piece of cloth and a few pieces of white stuff from her sleeve.
After removing the cloth belt, the skin inside looked like it was cracked by shock.
If you don't take care of it now, it will definitely be dangerous when you get inside.
Isn't he very calculating and powerful?
How could he be so stupid today.
Apply the ointment on the wound and immediately stop the blood flowing out.
Wipe the surrounding area clean, pick up a small square cloth, cover it, and finally stick it with homemade tape.
From a distance, it looks like a handicraft.
Ji Ciyan felt the refreshing coolness and simply picked up the small shell containing the ointment while she was packing other things.
Feng Fuyao raised her hand and looked up at him with the medicine, "Have you seen the ointment?"
Ji Ciyan tilted her head and said nothing.
Feng Fuyao: "Brother, how old are you?
If you like it, I will give it to you.
Why are you pretending to be in kindergarten?"
My little friend.
However, this look was really cute, and her motherly nature was completely aroused.
Feng Fuyao simply leaned over and kissed him.
The action was natural and not obscene.
It was really like kissing her own son.
However, Ji Ciyan's cheeks darkened.
Why is this kiss so different?
Although he really wanted to continue, he was really powerless now.
He didn't know what kind of danger he would face when he got inside.
He wanted to take a rest now to ensure that she would not be hurt.
After resting for a while, he set off again.
It was better not to stay in a place like this for as long as possible.
Now he could faintly hear the sound of conversation, which sounded like chatting, but not at all.
It was light gibbering, and it was difficult to distinguish the sound of the wind.
Ji Ciyan didn't dare to leave her for even a step.
Although he didn't know her next plan, when he knew that she was coming back here, he rushed from Xiaoling Mountain to where he was.
Finally, he used spiritual skills to get there at the most critical moment.
Come.
Last time he didn't know that the owner of Xingxiu Pavilion was her, so he couldn't stand by when she was injured.
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Now that he knew it, how could he let her have another accident?
Turning a corner, there will be several echoes of different lengths with every step, "tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap."
The Ghost King once explained that the boundary here is simple, with one road leading straight inside, but it is easy to get in and difficult to get out.
Although Ji Ciyan is here now, the hope of success is greater, but we still cannot relax until then.
Moreover, if we want to get The things have been refined for tens of thousands of years, even older than this place where the camel is buried.
After walking for a while, a large door stood in front of her.
Ji Ciyan reached the armrest one step ahead of her.
Feng Fuyao grabbed his sleeve.
The door at Guitou was huge.
It looked like it must be three stories high.
Deep black, cold to the bone.
"I will open the door with you."
Her eyes were firm and she could not tolerate his refusal.
The two of them worked together, and the door was opened effortlessly.
"Huh!"
Another strong wind blew by, and the dust was everywhere.
The scene inside was unexpectedly beautiful.
The door was so big, and the inside was indeed not small, like a small underground palace.
The tinkling sound is ethereal and beautiful, and an extremely huge peach blossom tree is blooming, filling the room with fragrance.
But except for the flower tree, the scene under the tree is extremely terrifying.
People of all kinds are sitting on the boxes, no, to be precise, mummies.
The boxes are big and small, and the people are old and young. few.
The peach petals were flying and circling, floating in the direction of Feng Fuyao.
Ji Ciyan wanted to fight him away, but Feng Fuyao held his hand and said no.
The evil-suppressing peach tree, but now it grows here and absorbs people's essence.
She is now very unsure whether the peach tree is still valuable.
They had better be careful not to wake him up.
With green love and pink flowers, this peach tree can change into thousands of colors without appearing cluttered, and it is amazingly beautiful.
"Why don't you say anything, little girl?
Everyone here is here because of me.
It would be a pity for you to retreat now."
The peach blossom tree in the center was far away from where she stood, but her words floated in front of her ears.
The huge door slowly closed behind them, and the entire room became extremely beautiful, like a starry sky.
The rest are floating in the air, almost wanting to overlap with the petals.
I know that this place is indeed difficult to walk through.
If I don't solve it, there will be no way out.
"Although the flowers and trees are good, they suck people's energy.
Your value is not worth my sacrifice now."
The implication is that anyone who wants to get you will Now that it has become like this, you don't seem that useful now.
How can you be a match for her life?
The flower tree seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
His voice was ethereal and graceful, and it was difficult to tell the gender or age.
"Hahaha, the little girl is interesting.
Not only does she look like my old friend, but she also has a straightforward temperament.
But I really don't like to hear what you are saying."
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Feng Fuyao raised her eyebrows, old friend, "But this is a fact, why don't you admit it?"
Ji Ciyan stood by.
He wouldn't ask too much about her, but he would protect her.
This was his heart.
"Little girl, do you know what's in the boxes under these people?"
"I don't know, but I'm curious."
Hearing what she said, Huashu laughed again.
It was the first time in ten thousand years that he met someone so interesting and so similar to her.
Although "I tell you, it is filled with their sad stories.
Some of them have heard, seen, and personally experienced things.
They thought they could move me, but they didn't succeed.
Their souls were all voluntarily sacrificed.
Come out.
What do you think of my value?"
The pink brilliance overflowed, and the boxes began to become transparent.
The tragedies, performances, joys and sorrows, heartbreaking, homeless children, and raped girls seemed to have not moved the peach blossom tree.
Feng Fuyao turned away and began to think seriously.
The flower tree seemed to want to hear a story, but these people were looking in the wrong direction.
Peach blossoms have been a symbol of love since ancient times, but these people have everything but very little love.
But from this, it can also be seen that this peach blossom tree is a tree that does not like perfection.
Even if it is perfection, it still likes to hear tragedies.
It can be seen that these people are not useless.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Peach Blossom Tree: Hey, I just like sad stories, but they have never told me.
Young Master: I will tell you a sad story tomorrow.
Peach Blossom Tree: I will tell you the day after tomorrow.
Young Master: What do you want to say?
Peach Blossom Tree: I won’t tell you.
Young Master: mean.
Peach Blossom Tree's eyes were full of nostalgia, Huang Ge, this girl looks so much like you, although not as beautiful as you.
The young master tilted his head, this old tree is too cunning.
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His Highness: It goes without saying that I didn’t take any medicine today.
Cheng said angrily: I forgot to give you medicine today: