On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

"A Qing..."

Although the boy's body is thin, the girl behind him is even more slender and weak. She is light and soft, like the most delicate petal, giving him the warmth and softness that he is most familiar with.

However, such a petal blocked him from the pain of a thousand overlapping bones.

It's Ah Qing.

Ah Qing who can stay in his arms to act like a baby for half an hour after being knocked.

In the past, after taking care of Lingbao, she often quietly approached him, poking her finger under his nose.

He lowered his eyes and looked carefully, and he could find one or two small wounds that were shattered by spiritual power and were not as thick as the hair on his green onion fingers, often without bleeding.

"Injured." She squashed her mouth, her eyes drooping very aggrieved.

He refrained from laughing and said solemnly: "If you are injured, you must deal with it immediately, otherwise it will heal."

When she puffed up angrily, he would take her into his arms and hold her injured hand to prevent her from accidentally touching the "wound", and then whisper some gentle and soothing words in her ear. It wasn't until half the incense sticks, and the scars were no longer visible with the naked eye.

He also remembered that when she was in Canglan Realm, she was stabbed by Ji Ruxue. Although she didn't speak to him, she was still squeamish.

She was wounded by a knife. Only the moment the Tiaoyuan Pill entered her abdomen, there would be warm heat flowing through her body, temporarily eliminating the pain, so he crushed the Tiaoyuan Pill one by one and fed it to her. At that moment, she would furrow her eyebrows, and she felt aggrieved in pain.

Ah Qing who is the most squeamish and most afraid of pain...

What are you doing now?

Her scream almost penetrated his heart.

An unprecedented fear surged from the bottom of his heart and swept all his souls. He was afraid that she was so painful that she couldn't avoid it, and he bore all the pain for him.

‘Aqing, go away. ’

Divine mind is stiff, every word is paused.

Meng Han's rebellion was the deepest obsession in his life, but at this moment, he completely ignored the face of Meng Han who was close at hand.

His mind was gathered on his back, falling on the petite body that was trembling violently.

The sound of my blood and heartbeat intertwined in my ears.

‘Go away Ah Qing. Go away. ’

The thoughts in his mind are not as strong and cold as usual. His soul and the body of the young man in this delusion are completely stiff, but in the deepest part of the body, there is something gentle and hot. Melt away.

She was not in a coma, and she was not so painful to lose her strength.

He clearly felt her small hands wrap around in front of him, tightly embracing his body.

She didn't make a sound anymore, her cheeks pressed against his shoulders softly, and her broken and rapid breath brushed his shoulders, like a knife, slashing his heart.

Her hands were twisted tighter, and her pliable body stood straighter.

Her body was trembling spontaneously, but the determined aura from her made him who had always been cold and hard couldn't help but move.

‘Ah, green. ’

"A Qing..."

This is his wife.

She is delicate and weak, occasionally making things bad and lazy, she is also kind-hearted and upright, brave and fearless.

She is Wenxiang Nephrite, and she also has iron bones.

She said he was a hero, so why not she herself?

How fortunate to be able to marry such a wife in this life!

‘A Qing, hold on for a while. ’

Xie Wuwang felt pain and happiness in his heart. He heard a clear broken sound in his heart, as if he had broken free from a dark shackle.

The vigor in the young man's body skyrocketed, and the illusory state of Thousand Opportunities was vaguely unstable, and the sky fire meteor began to pass over the dark woodland.

Meng Han in front of him also changed.

"Green...Go...Go." The stiff body was breaking free of restrictions. The young Xie Wuzuo's eyes flashed with fire, and his thin lips moved slightly, as if a puppet was talking.

And Meng Han's body lit up with a golden fire.

"Since you have broken the rules of the artifact, then the spirit of the artifact does not need to be bound by the rules." The old man's simple face showed some compassion in the golden flames, "Young Master, I will try my best to destroy your soul. You have done nothing wrong. , But I don’t regret everything I have done. I only blame the world, hate only the evil of the human heart..."

The young Xie Wuwang was still unable to move, and the puppet-like handsome face made a very slow sarcasm.

The old man shook his head: "The young master can let go of the hatred and protect the common people with the world in his heart. The broad-mindedness is beyond the reach of my generation. But at this point, I have no choice but to continue to be the enemy of the young master. If I lose , I also hope that Young Master will let the others in Ying Fangzhou go, they are just being manipulated by me using the Thousand Chance Disk."

Meng Han, who was covered in golden fire, turned to Xie Wuwang.

Without thinking, Ning Qingqing arched Xie Wuwang with her body, pushing him aside fiercely.

She is very self-aware and knows she can't deal with the Yin-Yang-faced Lord outside. If Xie Wuwang really has three strengths and two shortcomings, then she is likely to die worse than him. She had no doubt that the Ying Master would reward her to the zombie seamen and turn her into a delicious mushroom lunch.

Moreover, this Qi Ling named Meng Han is providing her with very valuable experience.

After pushing Xie Wuwang away, a hideous and happy smile spread out on her face, and she fit into Meng Han.

When she saw the look on her face clearly, Meng Han was stunned, and a daze floated on her face burning with golden fire.

Rao is an old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of his life and has become a masterpiece for thousands of years, and he can't understand the thoughts of this delicate and pretty woman.

Saying that she loved Xie Wuwang to death, sacrifice for him, and there seemed to be something wrong—this woman seemed to be more interested in his spirit at this moment.

She opened her arms and rushed forward, as if a hungry refugee saw a piece of hot barbecue.

But her face was distorted by the pain.

The dazed Meng Han tilted his head to look at Xie Wuwang who was pushed aside by Ning Qingqing.

Ning Qingqing turned his back to him. The young Xie Wuwang couldn't see her expression. He only tightened his lips. The flames in his eyes became more and more shocking.

At the corner of the left eye, there was actually a thin line of burning blood slowly rolling down.

If this is Xie Wuwang's true body, Meng Han has no doubt that he will eat a phoenix thorn—this is the treatment he could not enjoy in Xie Wuwang.

Meng Han turned around and raised his hand to attack Xie Wuwang.

A terrifying golden fire footprint was left at the place where it left, slowly boiling around, igniting the mud in the paradox, and burning it into gray-black debris, which rose in a circle.

The woman turned around and blocked Meng Han.

When she was in front of the golden fire, she unconsciously let out a cry of pain.

The fragile body instantly peeled off like burnt gold paper.

Just when Meng Han was about to wave her away, he saw under a scorched black shell, the woman’s sorely pale face resurfaced again. I wonder if it was Meng Han’s illusion that he actually found her eyes more than He was brighter just now, and his expression was firmer.

Instead of retreating, she ran into him like a calf, using her body to resist his advancing footsteps.

She regarded the soul as a large cocoon made of mycelium, and the outer layer was scorched, so she peeled it off.

Mental power manipulates every strand of the soul, forming a fresh body, blocking Meng Han.

One step, one step, peel off the cocoon.

Meng Han, who was burning with golden fire, was not flexible in his actions, just like a big anvil burning with flames. She used her soft body to stop him, which is no different from using a praying man's arm as a car, but she was really blocked by Piansheng.

She will not retreat, she will not retreat one step, absolutely not.

She had realized it when she was at sea. Find a target, then throw everything away and move forward! This is the way she found for herself!

At this moment, the greater the pressure from the front, the more she was forced out of her full potential.

Xie Wuwang can stand on the reef to block the wind and frost in the world, and she can also stand here, never let this golden firearm spirit take a step forward!

"A...green..." Xie Wuwang's voice was hoarse and trembled.

Ning Qingqing was in terrible pain. She kept screaming ‘ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-’ in his head, and never heard the young boy Xie Wuwang weeping blood.

He only saw that she used her delicate body to block Meng Han's forward footsteps for him, enduring the pain of the flames and burning her body for half a step without retreating.

Her body collapsed layer by layer, and his heart peeled off.

This kind of pain... unprecedented, far more painful than being cut and gouged.

Suddenly, the mood of sinking into purgatory suddenly fluctuated.

He suddenly realized. Such a firm, courageous and kind-hearted Ah Qing, how can he take away his moral bones because of his own selfishness?

Xie Wuwang, who had figured out this level, clearly felt a beautiful flower blooming in the darkest swamp in the bottom of his heart.

"A Qing!" The puppet boy's voice grinned grinningly, "Take me... the bones... the lore... this lion!"

Ning Qingqing heard this sentence.

It just fell on deaf ears.

Because of her evolution, it is the most critical moment.

She has gathered enough experience, no matter whether she dismantles others by herself or others dismantle herself, she has already practiced thoroughly.

At this moment, it is the moment when the sand is gathered into a tower and the finishing touch is made!

The scorched body peeled off again.

After peeling the onion layer by layer, she has become a little one.

She raised her face, smiled at Meng Han in the golden fire, and said happily, "It's me."

The flames were raging, and only Meng Han heard her voice.

The delicate face spread out like flowing water, and the strands turned into the softest and toughest mycelium, entangled towards Meng Han.

What she didn't expect was that Meng Han showed a dazzling look of horror, and suddenly stepped back several steps, leaving behind a string of golden fire footprints, and avoiding the hyphae on her body like a ghost. .

"Huh?" Ning Qingqing tilted her head blankly.

No wonder Meng Han is timid.

After all, the old man is old, and suddenly he saw a delicate girl's facial features suddenly scattered into strands of thin threads, and he drilled on himself. Such a horrifying scene, it is really unbearable.

Ning Qingqing was about to chase forward, and suddenly a hot, hot wind swept behind her, the young man Xie Wuwang passed her and attacked Meng Han!

His figure was still a little stiff, and he was full of fire during his actions, and when he forcibly broke free from the shackles of a thousand opportunities, part of his body remained in place.

He lacked a small half of his body, and even part of his handsome face was turned into the flames, like a beautiful evil puppet that had been burned in half.

With a grin on his stiff face, he dragged the mad fire up, and a lanky hand was raised from his sleeve, which caught Meng Han's head.

Bare teeth, chuckle.

This look of Xie Wuwang, beautiful, evil, and cold, and a little bit irritable.

Ning Qingqing silently put away the hyphae on her face, raised her face to look at him.

At the next moment, Xie Wuwang's golden spirit was torn out of Meng Han's body, and crushed to pieces.

He seemed to have forgotten those words that would delay Meng Hanling thousands of times.

I also forgot the answer that I had been obsessed with for a thousand years.

He wants her to be good.