"Huh?" Before leaving the valley, Ye Fan suddenly noticed the faint movement coming from the cliff below, and couldn't help frowning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"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......

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

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