Feeding humans, she's serious

The one who should come still can't hide.

Ning Zhi looked at Gu Fanyin smilingly and lifted himself onto the pack of wolves with a blank face. It was obviously only in the state of a soul, but the moment he sat on it, he still felt the soft fluff.

The messy young man in a long robe pressed the corners of his lips tightly, and black air rose from his surroundings, which seemed to be real.

Qian Qiuxue dragged the monk who couldn't help but look further away.

Speaking from experience, it is best for these two people not to get involved in what happens next.

Ning Zhi sat motionless on the back of the wolf, obviously sulking.

Gu Fanyin was still holding a few ropes in his hand. If you looked carefully, you could find that they were the hemp ropes used to bind people before.

Isolation of spiritual power also restricts these soul bodies to a certain extent.

"Is it uncomfortable to sit on?"

"Or should it be slower?"

Gu Fanyin tugged at the rope lazily, and only after she finished speaking did she realize that he couldn't hear her, so she bent down and slowly took the hand that was hanging by her side.

Ning Zhi clearly heard the voice coming from his mind.

"You can transmit sound, so why..." Ning Zhi gritted his teeth, but never mentioned in his heart that he even forgot about it.

A weak wind blew past his ears, Gu Fanyin lowered his head, and inadvertently pulled back the rope in his hand——

The boy who was originally upright turned upside down in an instant. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have fallen to the ground with his head.

Ning Zhi couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Are you trying to murder me?"

Not far away, Qian Qiuxue witnessed everything: "..."

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Murder is impossible. If Ning Zhi fell like that, he would be the first to fall into Gu Fanyin's arms who had been prepared for it.

It's a pity that he turned his body sideways and just missed the trace of regret across Gu Fanyin's face.

"Murder?" Gu Fanyin chuckled, looking down at the gold thread hanging on the young man's wrist, while the other end was being firmly held in her own hand.

"I don't want to do such a bad deal."

In an instant, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other, Ning Zhi pressed the corners of his lips tightly, and some real emotions leaked from his eyes: "Let's go—"

"If you let you go on so slowly, Wu He's body might be cold."

"At that time, I can just find a coffin to bury... Oh, there are even coffins ready-made."

"That can't be done," Gu Fanyin calculated his fragile body, and finally sped up his pace appropriately, but it was not for his casual threats.

"That's something I custom-made for you, how can you let others sleep?" Gu Fanyin had a serious face, as if guarding some undefiled treasure, "You just die of this heart."

Ning Zhi: "..."

Ning Zhi swore that he had never felt so tired in his previous life.

The outside space is gradually highlighted, and the further you walk, the more you can feel a vigorous vitality.

Walking here, even the vegetation I saw was more prosperous.

Gu Fanyin nodded with great interest, stopped at the fork in the road, and couldn't help but comment: "This tree is quite lush..."

"And it's very human."

The monk who had been hiding all this time couldn't help shouting out: "This is not just lush!"

"Which tree can have a human face!"

Literally, human vitality.

He turned his head to look at the calmer people around him, crouched down and collapsed alone.

"That's why we say that there is vitality in people," Gu Fanyin clicked his tongue twice, not at all panicked by this strange phenomenon, but stared secretly at the small handful of crowns on the tree's face, his eyes full of eager to try.

"Who are you, why disturb my sleep?"

The face of the tall tree suddenly lowered, and small red flowers grew on the twisted vines, covering the sky and blocking out all the light.

The moment the tree bent down, the sword in Qian Qiuxue's hand was already out of its sheath.

The busy Jianfeng pointed directly at the distorted face, and the extremely small Jianxiu stood in front of everyone, the bell on his head shook.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was extremely vigilant.

"We have no malicious intentions, we just want to pass by here."

Qian Qiuxue suppressed her violent heartbeat, trying to communicate friendly with this apparently intelligent creature.

"I grew up here, since the tiny human beings have come, why don't they offer offerings?"

Its voice fell, the originally gloomy ground began to feel cold, and the shrill and dense cicadas continued to explode in his ears. Qian Qiuxue subconsciously closed his hearing, and before he had time to remind him, he saw a very thick rattan It slammed straight towards the place where he was standing!

Qian Qiuxue raised her sword and retreated quickly, and an extremely fast shadow of a tree slashed past her.

If she hadn't retreated so quickly, she might have been cut in half by this thing.

Before it was too late, Qian Qiuxue picked up the frightened and speechless monk beside her with light kung fu, and the monk's long arms and legs were dragged in the air, like a weird paper kite on the verge of collapse.

"Fairy Fanyin!" Qian Qiuxue's pupils constricted, she gritted her teeth and turned her head to look behind her, shouting loudly: "Avoid—"

The words of reminder had just begun, but they stopped abruptly when they noticed the movements of those two people.

Gu Fanyin had led the wolves back to a safe range without knowing when. At this time, she was waving at the girl who was struggling to escape, and her vacant fingertips began to wrap the golden thread around Ning Zhi's waist again.

"To pierce the tree's eyes—"

Looking at Qian Qiuxue who was dragging her burden to cope with the difficulty, Gu Fanyin reminded her very kindly.

Qian Qiuxue didn't have time to respond, she evaded for a while and found that she couldn't make a move, and then changed the direction of her toes.

"then--"

The girl who stepped on the sword soared high into the air and threw the person down vigorously. With a scream that pierced the sky, the monk who fell from the sky continued to fall.

Gu Fanyin... Gu Fanyin calculated the height, and after confirming that this level would not damage a monk, he retreated to the side with peace of mind.

Give the figure falling from the sky an extremely open landing position.

Ning Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking of the scene he was going to face next, he simply looked away.

He is not interested in watching such embarrassing scenes.

"Ugh-"

It ended with an extremely long syllable, and with a bang, there was a human-shaped pit in the open space on the ground.

Gu Fanyin sighed, poked her head for a glance, and then moved back as if it had nothing to do with her.

After throwing away the burden, Qian Qiuxue's movements became much more refreshing, stepping on the blade of the sword and confronting the shadow of the tree in the air, a huge phantom slowly lit up behind her.

Hanging high in the air, there is an immature yet extremely sharp cold light.

"It's the Heart Sword," Ning Zhi looked up at the imperfect phantom, and calmly concluded, "Although he is not yet mature, he is almost ready to cultivate the Sword Heart."

He lowered his eyes, and his words seemed to be ridiculed, sarcasm, and simple exclamation:

"The Canglan Sect, apart from those old men who are about to die, there are actually a few outstanding talents."