Ghost Doctor

Chapter 95 Bamboo Forest Practice (6)

"Alas." A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the guardian spirit of the dragon clan.

The hope that had just floated up was shattered at this moment.

"Then I'll go back first, I have to recover my strength, I have to go back to the Dragon Clan!"

He understands that it is useless to talk more at this time.

The human guardian spirit nodded, understanding what he meant.

If there is no result, it is better not to talk, now let the dragon guardian spirit solve its own problems is the most important thing.

Maybe when he returns to the Dragon Clan, there will be some chances of redemption.

Nor can he go to the Dragon Clan.

After listening to the narration of the guardian spirit of the dragon clan just now, he was able to appear on other continents entirely because he was deprived of his abilities.

He didn't need to expend so much energy to go to other continents.

Don't steal chickens at that time and lose money.

Watching the guardian spirit of the dragon clan turn into a green bead and return to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Turning back his gaze, he looked at Yun frivolously.

Will it involve her...

Hope not.

Waves surged in his eyes, and then disappeared in place.

However, he did not return to Yun Qingkuang's consciousness.

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The sky was twilight, and everything was silent, and the light from the eastern horizon soaked the light blue sky.

Among the green bamboo forest, a woman in white is sitting quietly on the lawn,

The surrounding grass had already been covered with dewdrops, but the grass beside the woman seemed to be poisoned, with her head down, lifeless.

There are even a few grasses pressed by her that have turned from green to withered yellow.

And more withered yellows are still slowly spreading.

"Om."

Not long after, the woman seemed to be surrounded by a faint blue light, and the spread of withered yellow plants around her finally stopped.

The blue light dissipated, she opened her eyes, and exhaled a turbid breath.

"Lan Xuan..."

Feeling the strength, Yun Qingkuang curled his lips sadly.

He didn't pay attention to anything, moved his almost numb arm, and lay down directly.

I thought I could feel the refreshing dewdrops and soft lawn, but when I press it, there will be bursts of crisp "clicks."

The back also didn't feel the soft and comfortable grass through the light clothes, but it was tickled by pricks.

Turning around to look, only to find that the surroundings turned into a withered yellow at some point.

what happened………

Her brows were frowned into a "Chuan" shape, and she reached out to the grass.

"Crack." There was another crisp crackling sound.

He randomly picked up a few withered and yellow grasses, put them in his hands and looked at them carefully for a while.

But I didn't find anything special about these grasses, they just withered in a very ordinary way.

But how could ordinary withering make such a crisp sound.

After clenching his fist, the grass in his hand shattered into several small pieces.

With doubts in her heart, she looked around and found that only the area around her was withered and yellow, and the rest were normal.

what is the problem…………

Yun thought frivolously.

This withering should have an inseparable relationship with her, but she had been meditating before and did not do anything else.

And it was impossible before she meditated, when the grass was still very green.

So what the hell happened...

This state of withering is not ordinary withering either.

This season, although it is autumn, but judging from the condition of the bamboo forest, it should not wither.

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