"Huh?" Before leaving the valley, Ye Fan suddenly noticed the faint movement coming from the cliff below, and couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?" said Shen Jiayao.

"She dared to die. ”

Shen Jiayao sighed, "Why don't you give her another chance!"

"Okay, you go up and wait for me first. Ye Fan thought about it, Fujiwara Wulan could be forgiven at the beginning, so let's move my compassion again.

Back in the valley, Ye Fan saw Paris collapsed in a pool of blood under the cliff, and her forehead was blurred with blood.

Shaking his head, he picked up the woman who had been seriously psychologically twisted, but at the moment was so desperate that he committed suicide, and then turned around, and the two disappeared to the bottom.

With thousands of red dusts in the world, Ye Fan put down Paris and looked up to find Shen Jiayao's figure.

In the middle of the boundless sea of red, a beautiful figure is standing on the vines, floating and strolling in it.

With a hint of a smile, Ye Fan stepped on the vine to catch up with Shen Jiayao.

This red color is probably the most special scenery on the earth, like a dream, not like a scene in the world. When ordinary people come here, they can only watch and appreciate from afar, and they have no chance to be in the sea of red dust and experience this ethereal and tranquil feeling. The ancient vines form a unique world that covers the sky and the sun, layer by layer of nets, strolling in the red dust, thanks to the special atmosphere created by the innate spirit grass essence, people can't help but let go of all worries, indulge in it, and feel relaxed.

There are no leaves, only branches and vines, which are intertwined with each other and woven into a net.

Walking forward by stepping on these vines, Shen Jiayao's eyes were suddenly attracted by a touch of gloomy color, not far ahead, several thick purple vines coiled into a nest, faintly blooming deep black mang, from the center of this vine nest, a touch of illusory and distorted crimson mist rose, the surrounding fragrance was fragrant, and the fragrant fragrance was like a hundred flowers blooming, which attracted people's fascination.

"Don't move. Shen Jiayao was about to go to see what was going on, when a nervous reminder sounded in her ears.

"Are you here? What is that?" Seeing Ye Fan appear beside him, Shen Jiayao immediately grabbed him and asked.

"Ten thousand feet of red dust is a poisonous flower. Ye Fan's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that under this heavy poisonous mist, there was a three-petal red flower blooming delicately.

"Wanzhang Hongchen?By the way, it turns out that these vines are really called this name?" When she heard Ye Fan say Wanzhang Hongchen for the first time, Shen Jiayao didn't care, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them at that time, and they didn't notice what he said.

"Well, although there is only one product, it is better than nothing. Ye Fan nodded, "Wait here, I'll pick it up." ”

Fused with Blood Bodhi, Ye Fan was already invulnerable, and this poisonous flower couldn't help him, but when he inhaled a mouthful of floral fragrance, he still had repeated hallucinations in front of his eyes!

The roar of bulldozers, the collapse of houses, and the cries and cries in the chaos and smoke are the most unforgettable memories of my youth......

On the Pu Peak, the sea of fire rushes into the sky, tempered thousands of times, and the pain enters the spinal cord, which is the time of rebirth......

The explosion, the sound of a crazy explosion was deafening in the ears, and the flames engulfed the figures of those delicate women, a smiling face, full of viciousness and pleasure, it was Fujiwara Takumi!

The endless darkness rushed to his face, falling straight into the air at a height of 800 meters, embracing two women, bearing the pressure of 10,000 catties with his broad back, and sank to the bottom of the water......

The flow of people shuttled and intertwined, and the one-legged lame man in front of him invisibly released the terrifying coercion of the extreme powerhouse, and pointed at it......

……

All the painful experiences of his life have reappeared like a shadow in this mouthful of flowers, disturbing his mind, but Ye Fan has already been mentally prepared, just an illusion, not enough to worry about, the dantian agitated, and the endless Haoran Zhenqi rushed to the meridians of the whole body, breaking out of the body, the brilliance was dense, and the red dust flower poison disintegrated in an instant!

"What a poisonous flower!" "Just inhaling a puff of floral fragrance has this terrifying toxicity, if you don't anticipate it in advance, and you are already an invincible body, I'm afraid you will have to plant a big heel.

While shocked in his heart, Ye Fan couldn't help but look forward to using this red dust to refine the poison pill, whether he would really be able to secretly calculate to a monk below the immortal level.

"Come, you're mine. The Victory Evil Sword slashed out a few sword lights, cutting off the vines around the flower nest, and the one-grade poisonous flower, along with this basin-sized flower nest, was stored in the storage bracelet by Ye Fan.

The poisonous flower was picked, and the vine connected to it withered instantly, and the trunk, which was as thick as a pillar, lost its vitality.

"Huh, where are the flowers you picked?" Shen Jiayao searched around Ye Fan, her eyes fell on his wrist, and she immediately found something strange, "Here?"

"I'll tell you later, that poisonous flower must not be touched, a sip of the fragrance of the flower will kill someone, you go and look at Paris first, and then I'll see if there is any unexpected gain." ”

Although the red dust is beautiful, if he accidentally touches a poisonous flower, it is really powerless, Ye Fan hurriedly persuaded Shen Jiayao to leave this dangerous area.

Searching through the dense red sea in the middle of the valley, Ye Fan found two more first-grade poisonous flowers, which made him very happy, and he did not hesitate to pick them into his bag.

Maybe in time, this valley will still have a chance to give birth to second-grade and third-grade flowers, thinking of this, Ye Fan had a plan, he could make good use of his identity as a god and ask those cannibal women to take care of the red dust.

When she returned to the tribe with Paris, it was almost noon, and she hastily dealt with her injuries and summoned all the cannibal women, and Ye Fan announced the oracle to them.

The high priest led his people to prostrate themselves on the ground, listening to the teachings, and was very pious.

"Okay, I'll come here often when I have time!" After ordering the last matter, Ye Fan looked around and said with a smile: "Do you want to go back?"

"Oh, Boss, you're talking about it!" Sabadis didn't want to linger here for a minute, and most of the others were in the same mood as him, with a bunch of uncivilized cannibals, and they always felt hairy in their hearts.

"Since you want to leave, let's go back. Ye Fan smiled, "Who will come first?"

What does that mean? Sabadis blinked, and Juan and the others looked at each other, confused.

"Who does he mean to be the first to leave?" Shen Jiayao explained for Ye Fan.

"Why are you still in order?" Sabadis was even more puzzled: "Aren't we going together?"

"Of course not, let's experience it first!" Ye Fan smiled and beckoned to the guide Quinine: "You and Sabadis first wave!"

The two of them came to Ye Fan stupidly, not knowing what he wanted to do, Ye Fan grabbed the shoulders of the two of them and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

The figures of the three disappeared at the same time, and the high priest of the cannibal tribe saw this miracle and led his people to kneel down and worship again.

He really is God!

Ye Fan took Saba and Quinine back to the jungle stronghold in an instant, and before a few base elements who were lazily smoking cigarettes could see the situation clearly, Ye Fan disappeared from front of their eyes again, leaving only two unconscious guys.

"Second wave!" Baili moved, relaxed, Ye Fan brought Paris and Shen Jiayao this time.

If you can't call a plane, you can only take this shortcut if you want to get out of the Amazon jungle as soon as possible.

The speed of teleportation is much faster than that of an airplane, and for Ye Fan, it is just a matter of consuming some True Qi, but it can save a lot of trouble.

Everyone disappeared into the cannibal tribe in a matter of minutes, and the high priest led the people to their knees and prostrate themselves on the ground for a long time.

At this moment, in another part of the jungle, several faces covered with mud sat under the trees, unclothed, and their eyes straight, as if they had been hooked by something.

Fernandez's lips trembled, he couldn't believe what happened last night, it was worse than a nightmare!

"Ah...... Damn Paris, damn slut!" The big drug lord Webb jumped up and scolded, but suddenly fell to the ground, and couldn't get up after trying for a long time.

In the fierce battle all night, the iron guns couldn't be carried, not to mention that each of them was not only an attacker, but also a bearer.

"Kill me, kill me!" Antonio's mullet eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and even the corpse of Master Kaye could not escape the catastrophe, and he was humiliated, and he felt shameless to live any longer.

"I swear that I will take revenge on Xue Shi with my own hands in the future!" Fujiwara Hideki pulled out a scimitar and slashed it at the saloon tree beside him, leaving a deep scar in the scar.

The poison in their bodies is self-cured, but the physical and mental humiliation can never be erased.

An electronic prompt sounded suddenly, Fernandez took out his mobile phone from his pocket, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and he held the mobile phone and shouted: "Mobile phone...... The phone is ready to use!"

"Give it to me!" Webber snatched it, pressed a string of numbers, and roared at the other party: "It's me! I want you to go out and blow up the Amazon!"