Zuolan was angry and wanted to fight back. He suddenly found that his hands and snake tail were all pressed on the ground by several mechanism people. He could not move at all.

"What do you want to do? Ink lotus?? I warn you! Don't mess about Ah! " Zuolan mountain screamed bitterly, almost breaking through Yunxiao.

"Don't do it. You can't do it! You, don't fight! No, don't fight! What do you want? I know, I know! I, I will go with you to save and save people

Zuolan mountain is very depressed. He looks at the ink lotus with blue nose and swollen face. His perfect expression is completely cracked.

Oh, where on earth is this son of a bitch with such a bad character.

If you don't agree with each other, you'll beat up your convinced means. Who did you learn from.

Ink lotus cold a handsome face, a will zuolan mountain from the ground pulled up, "go!"

It's not too late to start at once. It's a little more dangerous to be late.

They two people come, naturally want two people to go back together, less who can not!

……

"Joe's lotus, Joe's Lotus!" The tree reached out and touched the phantom, trying to see what was going on.

However, as time goes by, the water ripples disappear in the air, too fast for people to react at all.

"Lotus!" Tree in the heart of a Deng, hurriedly turned to look at the ancient ink lotus.

However, seeing the figure of the goods looming, he looked at her. In a pair of pure eyes, there were some confused colors.

"I, I feel so tired, so tired. I can't seem to hold on. I'm sorry. I feel like I'm going to have a rest. "

"How are you? What's the matter with you? How can I help you? " The tree rushed to the past and reached out to hold him. The bright eyes stared at him anxiously and asked anxiously.

"I, I'm ok, I just feel a little too tired, OK, it seems to be..." Before ancient Chinese ink lotus finished speaking, it turned into a little streamer, reduced to the size of a soul bead, and floated to the fingertips of trees.

The tree was frightened, and quickly reached out to hold it, and put a brocade bag close to the body.

She was just a little flustered. The more unknown she was, the more nervous she was.

In my heart, I thought at random: how can half of the spirit of ink lotus become a soul bead?

Is it because it's very weak?

What happened to him? Is there any danger between him and rotten peach blossom? They shouldn't have

Arbor did not dare to continue to think, because she felt that the more restless she was, the more confused she could not think of the reason.

She had to calm herself down.

But that kind of fidgety flustered feeling actually how all cannot control.

The eyes are sour and astringent, as if something is coming out.

No, how can they be so fragile? They will be OK. They must not scare themselves.

The tree took a deep breath and looked around at the stranger standing beside him.

"Mo, let's go out first." The tree will sit on the lotus flower and meditate. A soul body that has not opened its eyes from the beginning to the end will be included in the talisman.

She turned and pulled the sleeve of the stranger. "Let's go."

"But these lotus flowers..." Mo reluctantly looked back.

The tree reached out and patted its forehead, "yes."

I almost forgot such an important thing for a while. Anyway, I first refined the holy land of pond lotus.

In this way, she can also get out of the secret place in advance.