Cultivation of Flowers

Everyone has seen a child with a cheap mouth, but they have never seen a child who looks so cute, has such a soft voice, and speaks so sharply.

On the street, passers-by A, B, and C who were pretending to be passers-by and walking up and down the road stopped in their tracks, and all of them looked at Hualin in unison.

In the team, the middle-aged woman who asked Hualin to take out the elixir had a cold face, looking at Hualin with murderous intent hidden in her eyes, ready to explode.

Outside the line, the onlookers looked at Hua Lin as if they were looking at a slaughtered lamb, always ready to take advantage of the chaos.

But the end result is that there is no chaos here.

The construction of each base is not easy. There are various magic circles set up. It is not easy to destroy from the outside, but it is not difficult to destroy from the inside. For a good resting place, if it is not necessary, no one is willing to take the risk to fight here.

On the other hand, the middle-aged woman in the team who covets Hualin's private property is thinking that if they attack Hualin now, even if they find something, they will share it with everyone. , it would be better to leave the base with Hualin, and it would be more cost-effective to secretly kill Hualin.

Everything, with interests first.

In the end, the team returned to the hotel, but this was not a long-term solution. You must know that a large amount of purified blood will be consumed every day at the base. When will they leave the base?How to maintain a good relationship with various forces in the base and leave the base smoothly?This has become the most troublesome issue for everyone.

Someone suggested that it is better to hand over Hualin to the major forces.

Some people also said that they had privately investigated how much purified blood was obtained from Hualin's batch of elixirs, and that as long as they obtained the purified blood, it would be enough for their cultivation to improve a lot.

In this troubled world, as long as they have absolute interests, they can be made to take risks.

The next day, the team was divided into two groups, one group stayed at the base, and the other group left the base. Before dark, this group returned again.

This continued for seven days, and on the seventh day, the old man hid Hualin in the crowd, prepared a disguise, and the group left the base in a mighty manner.

Their camouflage was very good, but under the temptation of Huajie Pill, for seven days in a row, even though they knew that their actions might be unnecessary, there were still many forces closely watching this group of people.This battle is inevitable. The problem is that now, seven days later, the number of people participating in the battle will be determined.

Hualin and his group left the base on a smooth journey. They didn't encounter any attack for the first hour. Those who were hiding in the dark were quite calm, and no one took the lead.

An hour later, finally a team couldn't bear it anymore and launched an attack on Hualin's team.They have only one goal, Hualin.

The number of this team is as high as [-], and the goal is clear. No one doubts that once they make a move, it may not be long before they can take down Hualin.With this level of worry, the other teams couldn't help it, and the next moment they attacked Hualin at the same time.

Looking at it at a glance, the dense crowd is attacking in one direction at the same time.

A group of people headed by the old man protected Hualin behind them. What they didn't know was that there were also a group of people in their own team staring at Hualin with vicious eyes, waiting for the opportunity to secretly kill.

Facing such a huge group of cultivators, the old man and the rest of the cultivators looked solemn, as if they were facing a big enemy. Hualin's face remained calm and calm. As if attacking, he seemed to feel something, and looked into the distance.

At this time, the huge group of people had already had their first confrontation with the old man. No matter in terms of numbers or strength, the old man and his party were at a disadvantage. Many cultivators broke through the obstacles arrogantly and attacked Hualin directly. .

At this moment, Hualin's lovely face was stained with a layer of solemnity, and her eyes were staring straight into the distance.

He didn't seem to notice the crisis he was facing.Everyone was thinking that these first batch of cultivators who approached Hualin would be able to easily take him down, but the moment these cultivators stepped into the range of the golden red thread, those silk threads that wandered aimlessly turned into snatchers. With the sharp blade of life, in an instant, the cultivator's bright red blood stained the land.

Everyone was shocked.What are those gold and red threads?Just now, what happened?

The cultivators hadn't realized what happened just now, but the exclamation of a cultivator reached the ears of the cultivators, making them regain their senses from the shock just now!

A cultivator pointed his trembling fingers in a certain direction and said, "Then, what is that!?"

All the cultivators looked at the direction of this cultivator's finger, and their complexions suddenly became pale, without the slightest snow color.

In mid-air, there were a huge number of people approaching them very quickly. At a glance, the number was no less than them. What frightened them the most was that, judging from their aura, those were not cultivators, but , Bloodthirsty!

It can almost be said that this is the first time they have seen such a large number of bloodthirsty teams since the chaos of the Five Realms, and it is also a group of extremely powerful bloodthirsty people!

There is only one word in the minds of all the cultivators, escape!

Among this group of cultivators, some cultivators just thought about the word "escape", while another group of cultivators have already put it into action and took a step forward.

Suddenly, a powerful coercion came towards them from afar. At that moment, they felt that their bodies were bound by something, unable to move.

Their faces were ashen, and their eyes were full of horror. The coercion emanating from such a long distance can suppress so many of them. How strong is the strongest among those bloodthirsty people?Almost without thinking, they all knew that it was at least an existence beyond the Immortal Realm, or even an existence close to a king.

At this moment, they can clearly sense the approach of death.

Soon, the group of bloodthirsty people flew in front of them, standing in the air.

Different from the past, in the past, those bloodthirsty people would rush towards them when they saw them, but this time, those bloodthirsty people seemed to be restrained, standing quietly behind a young man.

The boy was very young, he looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, there was still a touch of childishness on his handsome face, but his eyes were cold. The boy was dressed in white, and his figure looked extremely thin.

The cultivators looked at the young man. For some reason, they felt an indescribable sense of disobedience when they saw the young man standing together with many bloodthirsty men.

Suddenly, a cultivator said in a very soft voice: "He, he is a human, he is not a bloodthirsty person!" His voice was very small, but it was clearly heard by all the cultivators in this quiet place. middle.

Hearing his words, all the cultivators suddenly realized that because the young man in the lead was a human being and a cultivator, so when he was with many bloodthirsty people, he would be so disobedient.

However, the cultivator and the bloodthirsty coexist peacefully?How can this be?

The boy's eyes glanced among the cultivators, and finally fell on Hualin.

Hualin didn't look at the boy, but looked at the two bloodthirsty people behind him, one was the master of Dongjing Mansion, Han Yan's father, and the other was the great elder of Zeng Shenzong, his grandfather .Those two people were his and Han Yan's closest relatives and beloved ones.

The boy said: "You are very weak."

The young man's words made Hualin turn her gaze back to him.

One was in mid-air and the other was on the ground. Hualin felt superior to the young man's gaze. He pursed his lips, and the spiritual formula was activated. Runes were born under his feet, and he slowly lifted into the air, level with the young man.

The young man stroked his hair, the cold wind was blowing, his snow-colored clothes and long black hair fluttered with the wind, his thin figure looked even thinner, he said: "Your sudden appearance made me feel dangerous."

Hualin didn't speak.

The young man was silent for a while, and then said: "I came this time to kill you."

Hualin looked at the boy's eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "I've seen you."

Boy: "...um."

Hualin thought about it for a while, and the memories of the past turned in his mind. His lips parted slightly, and he said: "Seven years ago, in Xianlinggu, your name was Ling Yuan, the bell of the bell, and the mandarin of the mandarin duck."

The young man nodded, shook his head again, and said, "My name is Ling Yuan, Ling from Ling Xiao, Yuan Yuan from Yuanyuan."

Hua Lin didn't get entangled in this issue, he looked straight at Ling Yuan and asked, "Did you make the bloodthirsty man?"

Ling Yuan frowned slightly, stroked his forehead with his hand, glanced at an old bloodthirsty man behind him, and said: "To be precise, the bloodthirsty man is made for me by my other half's soul. of."

Hua Lin said: "Then what about you, what do you think?"

Ling Yuan was silent for a while, then said: "Gods are very strong, if they can become existences that surpass gods, in fact, it's pretty good."

Hua Lin said: "Very good? Destroy five worlds and bury dozens of gods to make your wedding dress? Is this very good?"

Ling Yuan didn't answer Hualin's question directly, and said, "I heard that by becoming an existence beyond gods and spirits, one can travel through time and space, search for the lost existence in the lost past, and bring it to the present world." He paused, and then Said: "In reincarnation, the soul may be the same, but it is no longer the person in the memory. Only the person who is experiencing that life in that time and space is the person in the memory. The existence beyond the gods is really It's very strong, isn't it?"

From Ling Yuan's tone of voice, Hua Lin could feel a trace of hesitation in him.

Hua Lin was silent for a while, and asked: "...you, the current you, are you controlled by your other half's soul...?"

Ling Yuan withdrew his eyes from the old bloodthirsty man, met Hua Lin's eyes, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "I still remember what you said to me seven years ago." The subject changed.

Hualin: "..."

Ling Yuan said: "Seven years ago, you told me that the kindness of saving my life should be repaid by the spring, and I must never forget it."

Hualin: "Yes."

Ling Yuan said: "Today, I won't kill you. However, you and I will have a battle, see you next time, and I will not be soft." After speaking, he waved his hand and led thousands of bloodthirsty people away from the eyes of all the cultivators.

Ling Yuan came suddenly, and left even more suddenly.

The minds of all the cultivators turned, and back and forth it was the conversation between Hualin and Ling Yuan, especially the sentence "Destroy five worlds and bury dozens of gods"!All the cultivators looked at Hualin in unison. This half-grown child looked very immature, but seemed to know some secrets that none of them knew?

Everyone's eyes flickered. Some cultivators thought that there might be more treasures hidden in Hualin's body, while some cultivators hesitated, whether they still want to kill people to seize treasures?

Greed is human nature. Knowing that the value of Hualin may be higher than imagined, some frenzied cultivators want to take over everything in Hualin. attack.

Suddenly, the sound of "Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi" reached everyone's ears.

Everyone was shocked once again when they heard the sound.

As far as the eye can see, it is an army of rats covering the sky and hiding from the earth, and their leader is a snow rat the size of a baby's palm with snow-white fur.

Three words flashed through the minds of all the cultivators——

Dementor rat.

The soul-destroying rat is called the soul-destroying rat because it has a pair of eyes that are called the most beautiful in the world, and those eyes are so beautiful that they are soul-stirring.

At this moment, the eyes of the Dementor Rat are open, but all the cultivators who look at the Dementor Rat are more or less affected by the Dementor Rat, and there are even many cultivators with weak hearts. He stared blankly at the Dementor Mouse, as if a few strands of his soul had been taken away.

This is just the result of casually staring at the Dementor Rat. If the Dementor Rat meets their gaze...

As long as all the cultivators think about it, they will feel shuddering.

The soul-destroying rat stopped at a distance of eight meters from Hualin, its small body floating in the air, a pair of dark eyes glanced at the cultivators, and looked at Hualin: "Squeak!"

Hualin blinked, said "ah", and finally remembered that he seemed to have such a pet once.

Hualin remembered that the little white mouse he raised at that time liked to sleep very much. Sometimes it slept in his little pocket, sometimes on his pillow, and sometimes hung on the corner of his clothes.

Hualin was restless, and he didn't know where he lost the dementor mouse, and the dementor mouse likes to sleep the most, and has a weak sense of existence, so he didn't notice what he had lost.By the time I noticed it now, seven years had passed.

Hua Lin: "..." He is an unqualified master.

It is extremely difficult to give birth to a dementor mouse, thinking with his toes, Hualin knew that the dementor mouse in front of him was the one he lost.

Dementor Rat: "Squeak chee chee!" Its ink-like eyes were full of accusations.

What the hell?Hua Lin couldn't understand, but this didn't prevent him from communicating with Dementor: "Squeak cheep cheep!"

Dementor: "...Squeak?" What the hell?