The villain of quick wear

Chapter 652

Song Qingshan had been on guard for a long time, and urged the artifact towards Wuxia, turning tens of thousands of vines into dust.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingshan desperately picked a Huangquan ghost flower regardless of the danger of his injury getting worse.

"Master, Master, you are amazing, you are amazing, Huayu really likes you."

Looking at the Huangquan ghost flower in Song Qingshan's hand, Wen Huayu's eyes lit up, and she jumped up and down happily.

The corners of Song Qingshan's lips curled up slightly, and just as he turned around, the hairs all over his body stood up, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

With a bang, a samadhi true fire rushed towards it, burning up the Huangquan ghost flower in Song Qingshan's hand.

"Who?" Song Qingshan turned his head suddenly, and saw Jinran and his party on the other side of the valley, and immediately became furious, "Su Jinran, it's you."

Jin Ran smiled and nodded, "It's me, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

There is the ghost flower of the underworld in the secret place of the ghost tree. Song Qingshan's master and apprentice need the ghost flower of the underworld, so Jinran deliberately hides it here in advance, just to severely damage Song Qingshan.

Song Qingshan was furious, sacrificed the artifact to Chao Wuxia, and rushed towards Jinran bravely and without plan.

"Master, Master." Wen Huayu stopped Song Qingshan, "Master, don't worry about that bitch Su Jinran, Huangquan ghost flower, Huangquan ghost flower is more important."

Wen Huayu also hates Jinran, but there are priorities. For her now, the most important thing is to relieve the pain of her soul.

Song Qingshan stopped in his tracks, gave Wen Huayu a vicious look, and stretched out his hand towards the Huangquan ghost flower, intending to pick another Huangquan ghost flower.

How could Jin Ran let Song Qingshan get his wish? With his white hands, he struck out several spells with great agility, and the fiery Samadhi fire fell from the sky, burning the ghost flowers of Huangquan non-stop.

The ghost flower of Huangquan is from Yin to cold, and the true fire of Samadhi is from Yang to strength. The real fire of Samadhi naturally restrains the ghost flower of Huangquan.

Jin Ran summoned the True Fire of Samadhi at any cost, and the ghost flowers in Huangquan that filled the valley disappeared.

In the raging fire, Wen Huayu stared blankly, and murmured, "My Huangquan ghost flower, my antidote, my Huangquan ghost flower, my antidote!"

Wen Huayu couldn't bear the mouth-to-mouth duck and flew away, rolled her eyes, and passed out.

Song Qingshan rushed out of the sea of ​​flames, picked up Wen Huayu, and took the precious apprentice away from the ghost tree secret realm in horror.

Jin Ran and his group did not catch up, because Chao Wuxia, the artifact in Song Qingshan's hand, was always a threat.

......

Song Qingshan and Wen Huayu left the ghost tree secret realm and returned to the ghost tree forest.

"Hua Yu, Hua Yu, wake up quickly."

Song Qingshan's body was scorched black, and there was blackened blood in the hideous wound.

Having been wounded repeatedly and scorched by Jin Ran's true fire of samadhi, Song Qingshan is already at the end of his strength.

"Huayu, wake up quickly, Master will not be able to hold on anymore."

Song Qingshan had a premonition that he was about to faint, but the ghost tree forest was extremely dangerous, the two of them, master and apprentice, were unconscious here, it would be strange not to be eaten by the lonely ghosts, mountain spirits and monsters here.

Song Qingshan shook Wen Huayu violently, Wen Huayu couldn't bear the disturbance, so he raised his hand and slapped Song Qingshan.

The sudden slap stunned Song Qingshan, and Song Qingsong froze in place.

Without the annoying flies, Wen Huayu babbled, turned over, and continued to sleep.

fell asleep?

Huayu fell asleep?

Song Qingshan hesitated for a moment, not caring so much, and slapped Wen Huayu's face with a breaking wind.

This slap woke up Wen Huayu, and made Wen Huayu fall into a state of rage.

"You hit me, and you hit me."

"Huayu, Master did this as a last resort, you listen to me first..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen. I just know, you hit me, you slap me." Wen Huayu burst into tears, shaking her head, hysterical, "You are too bad, you are too bad."

Wen Huayu gathered her five fingers together and punched out, the surface of the fist was shining golden.

Song Qingshan's pupils shrank sharply, his hair standing on end.

(End of this chapter)