On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing stopped the movement in her hand, and the thoughts quickly turned in her mind.

She remembered the appearance of a wandering monk.

A wicked and lively young man, very skinny, got drunk with the old man Ba ​​Chun during the Faun Festival, and took the opportunity of the old man to pretend to be a Faun, and pretended to fool the herdsmen for a whole day.

It was this young man who returned the little wooden people handed down from her ancestors to her hands and helped her find herself completely.

At that time, the only wooden figure that the wandering monk took out was Xie Wuwang. He said that the other wooden figure had been shattered without warning on April 18.

Under the coercion of Xie Wuwang, a mortal without a cultivation base would never lie. In addition, that day happened to be the day when Ning Qingqing forgot his memory. When the wooden man was broken on that day, he could only say a word of God’s will. in this way.

Unexpectedly, today, I accidentally heard the news that the monk was forced to confess and died tragically.

The suspect is the elder of Kunlun, and he has no grudges or grudges against the monk. He can't fight him, and he can't find any motives... How is this scene so familiar? Isn't it the way Yin Zhi Su used Devil Gu to manipulate others to do things for him? !

"Quickly," she stood up suddenly, "Go to Medicine King Valley!"

"Ah!" Futuzi was accustomed to faithfully executing Daojun's orders, and got up without asking.

Sitting on Futuzi's big abacus, Ning Qingqing's heart beats faster, only that it flies slowly.

"Yun Shuimiao asked Yin Zhishou to find a way to get Xie Wuwang's vital blood. As long as she succeeds, she can get Xie Wuwang to Xiyin!" Ning Qingqing's voice was slightly undetectable.

When hearing about this, Xie Wuwang and Ning Qingqing were not bothered.

After all, this person Xie Wuwang does not leak, how can his vitality be easily obtained?

But at this moment, hearing that something happened to the monk, Ning Qingqing remembered a mistake-the little wooden man contained her and his blood.

Yin Zhi Su manipulates the inner demon, and naturally knows about the little wooden man.

Hearing that, Futuzi's mung bean eyes ‘噌’ suddenly turned into broad bean eyes.

"The Daoist is taking the divine halberd. Don't miss it!" He slapped his thigh straight, making the waves roll.

Ning Qingqing took a deep breath, took out the demon pill from the Qiankun bag, and swallowed a dozen spores in a row to be shocked.

‘Maybe luck is not that bad. "She thought, "The wooden man is broken, and the blood has long been dripped. It may not have any results... I hope that! ’

Futuzi swiftly turned on the wind, and went all the way to the south.

Soon, I arrived at the Yaowang Valley Mountains with lush trees.

Ning Qingqing signaled the Futuzi to land where Xie Wuwang had built his nest last time.

The branches crushed by the big wooden nest have not returned to their original shape, and the ground is scattered with the scraps left by him when he made the wooden wedges for the second time.

Looking at these traces, she couldn't help thinking of the scenes when she was nesting in the wooden nest with him, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by a small hand.

‘Xie Wuwang, you must not have an accident. ’

She pinched her palms and calmed her mind.

Futuzi lifted a pair of mung bean eyes, and said fiercely: "The subordinates have transferred the staff to come over, Madam, don't worry, I will level down this medicine king valley later!"

Ning Qingqingmulu pondered: "It's too late, protect the law for me."

Having said that, she sat down cross-legs, sticking out the mycelium into the soil, spreading rapidly from the ground under the dazzling distance of hundreds of miles, and once again swept into the Medicine King Valley.

When she was flying like a gallop, another aura faintly flashed through her mind, but when she wanted to find out, it disappeared in a flash.

The situation is urgent at the moment, and she really can't let her be distracted to think about other things. She threw off her thoughts and went all the way forward.

Soon, he arrived at Yinzhidongdong Mansion smoothly.

Ning Qingqing pulled the mycelium into the thinnest one, climbed up the carved wooden lattice window, looked at it, and saw Yin Zhi Su and Yun Shuimiao sitting opposite each other on the window. Their faces were very complex and haggard.

Looks like a few quarrels, resting in midfield.

Both people's eyes were bloodshot, their cheeks were deeply sunken, and their eyelids glowed unhealthy red because of the agitated emotions.

The air was densely covered with violent particles that looked like sparks and lightning, as if a random touch would explode some unbearable thoughts.

Finally, Yin Zhi Su figured it out. His expression quickly eased, and he raised his head in an earnest manner.

He said: "Miao'er, it's my fault. I shouldn't ask more about you and Mao Junjun, let alone suspect that you have an affair with him. If you are hurt, I still suspect you, it's not something! "

Once you have served softly, the play will be a full set.

Yin Zhi Su raised his hand and slapped himself.

Yun Shuimiao looked up at him, then dropped his eyelids again. Her expression was extremely complicated, and she couldn't understand the simple mushrooms.

But one thing is understandable-Yun Shuimiao dislikes Yin Zhi Su and doesn't like him anymore.

No wonder Yin Zhi Su wondered if she had someone else outside.

Yun Shuimiao twitched the corners of her lips, her eyes flickered, "I hope you believe it, from now on, I don't want to hear the three words Mao Yingjun!"

Ning Qingqing looked at her blankly. I don't know if it was an illusion. She actually felt that when Yun Shuimiao mentioned the ugly man who had taken her away twice, there was a strange hatred in his eyes, like the kind of hate that cannot be loved.

Could it be that... she fell in love with Mao Yingjun, but it was a pity that the goddess was deliberate, but Wang Xiang was unintentional?

Ning Qingqing couldn't help the hyphae being messy.

"I swear I will never mention him again! Let's let this matter pass, okay?" Yin Zhisu stared at her affectionately, "Come on, don't be angry, I have found Xie Wuwang for you. Blood, don't you want this? I finally got a clue and dug it out."

This sentence was like a blast of thunder, which immediately shocked both Mycelium and Yun Shuimiao.

"Really?" Yun Shuimiao stretched out his hand suddenly, clutching Yin Zhisu's wrist tightly, and roared, "Where is it? Where is it!"

The voice was high-pitched and almost broke.

Ning Qingqing felt her heartbeat spread to the hyphae, and the whole line was shaking constantly.

"You just came back, take a rest and take a bath first." Yin Zhisu gently got up to help her, "I'll talk about other things later."

Ning Qingqing was so excited that he circled around the place.

‘Yes, yes, go take a shower, roll the bed again...’

As long as there is some delay, the staff of Tiansheng Palace will arrive, and she can also find a chance to steal Yin Zhi Su's Qiankun Bag.

Yun Shuimiao turned around to avoid the hand he stretched towards her, rounded his arms, and slapped Yin Zhi Su abruptly.

"Snapped!"

This crisp sound stunned Yin Zhi Su and Ning Qingqing.

Yun Shuimiao jumped up excitedly, grabbed Yin Zhisu's collar fiercely, her eyes widened, and the effect of whiteness and blackness appeared. Her face was ecstatic and hideous, and she said with her lips: " Give it to me! Give it to me! Do you know, do you know! As long as this is done for my god, I will be able to get the power bestowed by the gods! Ha, all of you despise me and think I am a furnace Ding? From now on, this world will be the master of Luding——Will you give it to me?!"

Yin Zhi Su stared at her, covering his face in a daze.

A vague smile hung on the corner of his lips, as if disappointed, but also as expected.

"Of course I will give you the original blood. I found it for you, Yao...I can do everything for you." He chuckled ethereally.

Facing this mad woman, he didn't need to continue calling her "Miaoer" falsely.

Yin Zhisu pressed his lips, shaking his hand, took out a half-finger-wide small jade box from the Qiankun bag, opened the lid, and handed it under Yun Shuimiao's eyelids.

"The original blood has a strong one and one weak. The weaker half belongs to Ning Qingqing and has been removed by me. This is Xie Wuwang."

For Xie Wuwang's everything, Ning Qingqing has taken it into his bones.

She felt it as soon as the lid was opened.

That's right, what Yin Zhi Su held was Xie Wuwang's extremely rare blood.

Ning Qingqing's heart was sinking, quietly climbing down the window lattice, around the edge of the sandalwood table, and approaching the jade box. She was very careful, trying to walk in the blind spot of Yin Zhi Su and Yun Shuimiao's vision.

Yun Shuimiao took a few long breaths while clutching his chest, and with a crazily smile, he took the jade box and placed it on the wooden table.

She raised her hands and placed them in front of her, pinching out a few strange handprints.

Immediately, a strand of snake-like golden light slowly overflowed from the flower tin of her forehead, curled up, licking the drop of red blood in the jade box.

Ning Qingqing was so nervous that the hyphae twitched slightly.

That's too late.

Even if Futuzi led his army to attack at this moment, it was too late.

You can only rely on yourself!

If the drop of blood was taken away with mycelium, her whereabouts would be exposed under Yin Zhisu's nose.

Her cultivation base is only for refining the Void and Great Perfection, but Yin Zhishou is a practical middle-level cultivator. She has no ability to retreat under his hands, and his vital blood will also be taken back by him.

The only way at the moment is...

Li Daitao is stiff.

While thinking quickly, the mushrooms swept across the sandalwood table and took the jade box straight.

When the golden light on Yun Shuimiao's forehead fell into the jade box, the mycelium also climbed onto the edge of the jade box.

The dazzling light concealed the invisible thin transparent thread. The mushroom quickly forced out its own blood. Before Jinmang touched Xie Wuwang's blood, he "sucked" it out, and then took his own blood. The blood remains at the bottom of the box.

Jin Mang Yican completely wrapped that drop of blood.

"Clang Clang Clang—"

As Jin Mang swallowed the blood, Ning Qingqing seemed to hear the sound of thousands of pieces of jade in her mind.

In the next moment, I saw that golden light rose into the air, straight out of the window lattice.

Intuition tells Ning Qingqing that it is heading towards him.

She quickly recovered the mycelium, opened her eyes, and before the golden light fell, she hurriedly confessed to Futuzi: "Don't act rashly. When Xie Wuwang succeeds in taking the halberd, tell him that I have gone to Xiyin, and he will decide."

The voice was still there, golden light fell from the sky, turned into a golden vortex and swept her into it, and disappeared in the same place in the blink of an eye.

"Madam—"

Futuzi's wailing sounded like a magic sound, which accompanied Ning Qingqing all the way.