Star Mech Legend

"You saved the person, okay?" Leng Xitang once again felt the pain of being choked.

This kid can turn black into white and dead into life with just one mouth. He is obviously the one who meddles, and he is also the one who cut the rope. When it comes to Lingyuan's mouth, it turns out that he is meddling and This kid is clearly a tsundere, right? Even if he saved someone, he had to look like "I only do such stupid things for your sake".

"How are you?" Leng Xitang ignored Ling Yuan, and instead cared about this young man who seemed to have a good temper.

Han Muqing stood up supporting his blood-smeared body. Leng Xitang saw that he was tottering and almost unable to stand, so he helped him up.

Han Muqing was in pain all over his body. Although all the Manshayueguan grasses were destroyed, making his heart hurt as if he had been cut, this did not prevent him from expressing his gratitude.

"Thank you very much, I am Han Muqing."

Han Muqing is a person who looks very noble, but in fact he is noble. This kind of person is introverted and sophisticated, and getting along with him is effortless.

After introducing each other, Leng Xitang paid attention to Han Muqing's injuries.

"This wound is nothing. I am a spiritual master myself, and it will be fine if I take care of it."

Spirit source masters are always more proficient than mecha masters in protecting themselves.

After finishing speaking, Han Muqing looked at the dilapidated Lingzhi, sighed heavily, and said, "All achievements fall short."

In order to find Mansha Moonlight Grass, Han Muqing used all his manpower and material resources. He thought that hard work paid off, and finally gave him hope, but unexpectedly, it was just hope.

Han San is indeed powerful. Knowing how to torture people is more exhilarating. What is more tormenting than watching hope in front of your eyes, crumbling and incompetent? they"

As he spoke, Leng Xitang walked towards the listless Ling Zhi. Even if he couldn't get it, it would be good to have a closer look. However, just as he was about to bend down, he heard Ling Yuan say hurriedly and briefly: " do not move"

A strong force involuntarily hugged Leng Xitang by the waist, and the mansa moonlight grass, which suddenly plumped up and stretched out countless red tentacles from the soil, brushed against the tip of Leng Xitang's nose.

The distance was too close, and the eyes were so good that Leng Xitang didn't miss the row of sharp steel teeth protruding from the tip of the tentacles.

The tentacles still wanted to attack, but they were cut off by the golden cold light, and they immediately shrank back in fright.

But before retracting, the tentacles did not forget to change direction, and dragged all the corpses on the ground into the soil. Dozens of small steel-toothed mouths creaked. In less than half a minute, these corpses were all shared as nutrients. Leng Xitang "fuck you"

He widened his eyes with lingering fear, and suddenly realized that he had once again passed by the god of death. Han Muqing was also shocked. He didn't know whether to mourn for his own people who didn't even have a body left, or to marvel at the silver-haired boy before. If the movement was slow by an inch, the black-haired boy would be dead.

No, the golden light just now, and the tremor of special elements in the air "You are a mecha master of the Holy Light Department"

Han Muqing blurted out, his eyes filled with indescribable shock.

As the bedside man of the second young master of the Han family in the top family in the entire star field for nearly ten years, Han Muqing has access to far more information than Leng Xitang, who was born as an orphan. Naturally, he understands better than Leng Xitang. What does the spiritual power of the system represent?

Lingyuan's face was frosty, and he said coldly: "No."

Han Muqing choked when he said the words in his throat. He had never seen the Holy Light Department, and he was not sure if this was true, but since the other party had such an attitude, he would not continue to ask blankly.

However, for Lingyuan's identity, Han Muqing has a candidate, because even if it is not Shengguang, it must be the spiritual force of the light department. The mecha masters of the light department can be counted on one hand, and they are all young and famous.

Lingyuan had already turned around and taught Leng Xitang coldly: "Can you have some common sense, don't touch anything in the Demon Realm, especially flowers and plants with enchanting colors, your previous vigilance was just a display."

Leng Xitang knew she was wrong, touched her nose and said, "Sorry, I thought the grass had withered, so there would be no more danger.

Seeing that his attitude was good, Ling Yuan's cold face eased.

He sighed and said, "Forget it, pay attention in the future, I really don't know how you have survived until now."

Leng Xitang nodded.

Lingyuan said: "Your basic knowledge is too bad, I will make up for you in the future."

Leng Xitang nodded vigorously.

Ling Yuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth, making Comrade Leng Xitang feel the warmth of a spring breeze blowing on his face.

Han Muqing seemed to have seen a ghost, and he said why the auras between the two teenagers were so compatible. Judging from the situation, it must be that the lovers did not run away.

Lingyuan's hair was all lying down, Leng Xitang looked at the red tentacles that were still eating, his heart was beating, and he said, "What happened just now?"

"Mansa Moonlight Grass is the master of this black forest." Lingyuan explained tirelessly: "It was originally asleep, but the actions of those idiots woke it up."

In normal times, Han Muqing would have goosebumps all over his body, but at this moment, he seemed to have grasped at straws, and said, "You mean that the Mansa Moonlight Grass is still alive?"

When Ling Yuan faced Han Muqing, his calm face instantly changed into an iceberg face, and the speed of the change made Han Muqing amazed.

"The Book of Mieshi Chapter 3." After Lingyuan spit out these words, he did not sincerely let Han Muqing imagine.

Han Muqing suddenly realized as if struck by lightning, and at the same time stared at those bewitching and terrifying bloody tentacles with burning eyes.

"I see." Han Muqing muttered to himself.

Leng Xitang felt that he was illiterate. Books of Annihilation and Genesis, which could be called popular science books in the era of the big universe, were just very shallow flashes in the pan in his mind, with almost no memory.

Leng Xitang innocently asked for help with a face jerk.

Lingyuan looked back for a few seconds, and said resignedly: "Every demon domain is a territory created by the monster itself. If the monster dies, the entire domain will collapse."

From this, it can be deduced that the monster is still alive.

Leng Xitang understood, and asked curiously like a baby: "How do you know that Mansa Moonlight Grass is the owner of this black forest?"

There are many types of demons, and those connected with forests can be collectively referred to as black forests.

"Feeling." Ling Yuan said casually, looking in the direction where Han San and the others were escaping.

A rustling sound resounded in the eerily quiet black forest. Leng Xitang was waiting for him, and he dragged Han Muqing, who was equally weak in combat power, to hide behind Lingyuan.

Lingyuan: "..."

Ling Yuan didn't mind, but he wanted to tell Leng Xitang that there was no danger at all, and he was too nervous.

Still, it feels good to be trusted and depended upon.

Not long after, Leng Xitang saw something scary in the dark.

The two freshly baked corpses were pulled back by the dark red slender tentacles. They looked intact from the outside, but all the blood from their bodies had been released.

Mansa moonshine grass absorbs the blood with its tentacles, and the withered petals slowly regain their bright color, which is as red as blood. The huge and gorgeous petals are fluttering and swaying on the slender flower path without wind, which looks extremely strange .

Leng Xitang noticed that the two fresh corpses were exactly the two spiritual masters who "killed" Mansha Moonlight Grass before.

"The nature of monsters is to mark food." Lingyuan walked to the mansha moonlight grass and said, "Only by promoting blood can this kind of monster wake up completely, those idiots."

Leng Xitang looked at the red tentacles that were eager to entangle Lingyuan, and couldn't help reminding: "Be careful, do they want to eat you?"

Ling Yuan looked at the pile of Mansa Moonlight Grass in front of him, which seemed to be eagerly trying to find an opportunity to attack, but was actually trembling, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Although this is a monster, it is a magic plant after all, and is famous in the whole demon world for its low IQ.

However, the lower the IQ of this kind of thing, the more it can perceive the source of danger with its natural perception.

"Come and collect them." Ling Yuan said, "I'm watching from the side, they don't dare to do anything wrong."

Leng Xitang took out the spiritual source pen that he carried with him, and came to Lingyuan.

The spiritual source pen is to the spiritual source master what the mech is to the mecha master. It is a medium, but in order to facilitate the spiritual source master to divide the spiritual energy into extremely fine forms, the tip of the spiritual source pen is mostly Flat as a knife.

The spiritual source pen in Leng Xitang's hand is made of spiritual stone, and its quality is not bad. After all, a good spiritual source teacher is absolutely inseparable from a good spiritual source pen. No matter how much money Leng Xitang saves, he will not Take it with a grain of salt.

Relying on the memory left by the original owner, Leng Xitang mobilized his spiritual energy.

This process is not difficult. After all, the original owner was not a straw bag before, and left a belly full of ink. Leng Xitang even knew how to do it with his eyes closed for the steps needed to pick spiritual plants.

This is the first time that Leng Xitang has seen the shape and color of his spiritual energy with dark green light dots, like the golden powder shaken off by the wings of a butterfly, shining brightly and looking like a dream.

The manifestations of spiritual power are different, some people are round, some are lines, some are powdery, special like Lingyuan, his spiritual power should be a complete arc of light.

Leng Xitang felt that the Lingyuan pen in his hand was like a magic wand. When he clicked there, the bright green powder would scatter everywhere. This effect is like a special effect in modern times.

Leng Xitang's spiritual energy formed a complex pattern above the moonlight grass. This is a pattern that must be created in advance when picking spiritual plants above level three. The function of the pattern is, on the one hand, to Protecting the spiritual plants when picking them ensures that the spiritual plants will not be damaged. On the other hand, it is also to make the spiritual plants enter a dormant state.

God knows that some high-level Lingzhis have bad tempers, and bloody incidents of attacking Lingzhi masters often occur.

And picking a first-level spiritual plant is very simple, just dig it out with your hands.

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