Dozens of bamboo-based plant girls saw their eyes straight, and they simply got two cold piths. How can it be more valuable than the "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bead". The little saint is generous! Such a precious cold crystal is only worth a word or a thing in his hands.

Mo Ye can't help it, sell a stable and trustworthy thing. Although the cold crystal is expensive, the cold blood ice crystal has generously given so much, and it seems that it is not worth a few dollars, don't look at the medicine saint son chasing himself everywhere for this thing, maybe there are other reasons.

Between the beautiful and upright, lush peaks, rain and mist are sprinkled on the kapok leaves. Sand, sand, sand, like a maiden caressing the strings of a piano, and like a spring silkworm devouring mulberry leaves. The kapok blooming in the wind by the drizzle river, the red and glamorous flowers like a flame, blazing and golden, like a torch waving in the air in the drizzle.

Mo Ye sat on the kapok a few miles away from Leyuan Creek, and his mind was aware of the wind and grass within a thousand miles. Leyuan Creek is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Dangjing Mountain, and only millions of miles away from Songcheng. Desire said: "After Songcheng, you will arrive in the interior of the planting area." Leyuan Creek is a happy place to do both.

Between the streams, dozens of bamboo girls are half covered in the water, and the white and green half-peak floats on the surface of the water, playing and making trouble, and the shallow stream water is chaotic into sand water, and they don't know it, crackling and splashing, turning turbid waves.

The drizzle was falling like dust, and the hair of the bathing girl in the water was dripping with crystal droplets. Mo Xie figured it out, this group of "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo" plant girls may have been born with a ban on the Flying Star Stream under the "Water Wave Turning Sky" array, what it looks like outside, I have never seen it at all, what is fresh to see, and it is rare to see anything.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of escape, Mo Xie ran away like a sheep. I circled this Leyuan Creek, saw the knee-deep stream, took off the thick green gauze and played in the water, and didn't treat Mo Ye as a saint at all.

Mo Xie had no choice but to sit on the kapok forest a few miles away, as a flower messenger, with a good line of sight here, and occasionally a glimpse of spring. Nourish your eyes. The faintly visible jade body can't imagine what will happen to these plant girls who don't know the sinister and are not deeply involved in the world when they leave the Flying Star Stream and mix in the plant domain.

The Mo evil god recognized the condensation of the river, like a clear clarity of the elixir and jade liquid, overprinting the red sunset, Danya, and green trees. Under the red light, the stream shook like a shiny red satin, flowing clear and joyful. Yujie's figure danced shyly in the white milk overflowing from the branches.

Taketama lightly combed her bamboo hair and shook her graceful posture. The shadow of the bamboo leaf pupil flashed with a figure sitting in the distance. I wanted to fly away, but I became a little ashamed. Looking at it from afar, there was a hint of hope in my heart.

The cool evening breeze suddenly froze in the air. The night became so soft and quiet, a ripple of moonlight, gently, gently, like a wisp of cool wind squeezing into the black sky, blowing a thin veil of feathers on the chest.

Mo Ye closed his eyes, and the light moonlight quietly sprinkled on his face. The night after the rain is so quiet, so quiet that you can hear the color of the water thousands of miles away, so quiet that you can feel the coldness of thousands of miles away. Mo Ye's eyelids moved, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. Behind him was the shadow of a white moon. Blinking his eyelashes with a faint night mist, he floated silently behind Mo Ye.

The fragrance of the bamboo soaked Mo Xie's snort, and the light and even breathing became rapid. The soft jade arm gently wrapped around Mo Ye's neck. Smooth, delicate, moist face gently sticks to the gradually hot face.

Two lumps of squish. The jade peak, which was soft and elastic, gently pressed on Mo Ye's back, and a trace of sharp heat was transmitted between the skin. The current was numb from the Desire Yang meridian to the sea, like an electric arc, and the whole body trembled.

The face with the soft fragrance of spring water is like clotted fat, moist like warm jade, gently sticking to Mo Ye's ears, slowly sliding softly, like an orchid's snort, and a clear fragrance, blowing on Mo Ye's cheeks.

Mo Ye squinted his eyes lightly, slowly raised his hand, gently slid over the delicate skin, swept the two strands of hair flowing lightly in the wind on his cheeks, and gently hugged the waist that was not in his hand with his backhand.

The delicate and fiery jade body fell into Mo Xie's arms, leaning softly, a pair of towering white shadows, lit with light gray peaks, jumped into Mo Xie's hands, soft, sleek, warm, and trembling sliding between his hands. "Brother Saint, I".

The bright red lips were pressed by the hot fingers, and the smart eyes slowly closed with a charming light. The gentle breathing was a little heavier, like a fiery wind blowing in the silent woods.

On a quiet night, the moon shines like water. The moonlight, as white as white jade, supported the complex mood, like a glittering water wave. Urging the night wind, blowing the lingering shadow of the moon, unconsciously slowly hanging on the side of the sky, pouring down wisps of moonlight as clear as water, through the dark cracks of the trees,

A bead of shower in the green of the moonlight, lingering with a clean jade shadow, gently snuggling, gently swimming. The wind and waves blew the leaves in the forest trembling slightly, rustling with drops of night dew, chasing the moonlight from the thin gaps in the leaves, like a little silver spot, crystal warm.

Biting the jade girl with tender lips, her beautiful eyes lingered, like the autumn water in the windless sun, the dazed figure flashing with gradual sweat, the delicate and soft fingers slid across the back soaked in sweat droplets, and gently fell down the waist of the small water droplets. "When the holy brother sees you, he always thinks that you are mine."

Mo Ye breathed rapidly and lightly leaned on the soft jade peak. "You're a flower that has just bloomed, and you've met my big bee."

"you, it's so scary! It's a big bee, I think you're a big glutton, and you won't let it go." Zhuyu hugged Mo Ye tightly, although it was so strange, she was ashamed to blush.

Immerse yourself in the silver light beads, setting off the warm and quiet night. Sprinkled with tranquil mist, splashed with passionate woods, the mist is like wisps of soft yarn, swirling in the night bamboo forest.

More than a month later, in the blink of an eye, the steaming mist wrapped in the splashing remnant sun, floating in the afterglow above the forest of fire, smeared with a ghostly pine forest, the pine is hundreds of feet high, and the branches are staggered, blocking the road ahead like a copper wall. The breeze blows through the pine forest, and the leaves tremble and jump. The roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. "Those who enter the planting domain must first wash their hearts."

Mo Ye stood in the oak forest, and through the small gaps between the leaves, he recognized the "Pine City" five hundred miles away. All those who return from the sacred realm will wash their hearts in Songcheng, and those who do not wash their hearts will not be able to enter the planting domain.

Zhuyu took Mo Ye's fingers and fiddled with them gently, his body half leaning on Mo Ye, staring at his face with tenderness. "Holy brother, don't you follow me to the 'Heavenly Thunder Pool'?"

Mo Xie lowered his head and smiled, caressing Zhuyu's warm skin. "I'll go to the Danhua Holy Land and I'll see you when I come back."

"If you have to talk about it, I will be in the 'Heavenly Thunder Pool' for at least five hundred years, and I will wait for you." Zhuyu Zhuguang's blue eyes became watery, and for more than a month, he was used to snuggling in Mo Xie's arms, liking Mo Xie's caresses, and preferring to stir the breath of the soul.

"I'll go, obedient, I'll go to Songcheng with my sister Zhuxiu tomorrow, I'll wait a few more days to find out how to wash my heart before entering the city." Zhuyu and other "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo" have not entered the holy realm, so there is no need to wash their hearts, and they have been imprisoned in the Flying Star Stream for hundreds of thousands of years, and they don't know much about washing their hearts.

Mo Xie didn't want to involve Zhuyu. Once the Songcheng Great Planter discovers that he is a saint, there is inevitably a shocking escape battle. Mo Xie was worried that the naïve Zhuyu would risk his life to save him, which would lead to death.

"Holy brother, don't look at Songcheng anymore, hug me tightly, I'm so afraid, I'm afraid that you will leave and I won't be able to find you again." The tip of Zhuyu's nose was sour, and a stream of tears came out of her eyes, falling one by one, flowing to the corners of her mouth, salty.

Mo Xie hugged the bamboo jade, his eyes blurred on the soft gauze jade body. "Zhuyu said that this green gauze dress is called 'Acacia Clothes'. It is the secret technique of the bamboo clan's desire to be body, it is the only one, only after lust depends on each other, it can be put on, once it is put on, only the desire and love brother can see through it, and only he can take it off."

Although Mo Xie didn't know whether it was true or not, after that night, Zhuyu never wore other green gauze clothes, and every time Mo Xie realized Zhuyu, the soft jade body, the peaks with pink tips, every detail, every piece of skin, were spotlessly reflected in his eyes, so that Mo Ye's eyes would always shine with the light of desire.

The ghostly eyes of Zhu Xiu and dozens of bamboo sisters, and the mysterious smile, made Mo Ye's face red and red, when he fled, he always had to go a little forward to escape, Mo Xie found out and took a breath, even if Zhu Yu escaped in the body of the tree, he could clearly glimpse the curvaceous back. Mo Xie is really convinced, how can he not be "lovesick" with such a "lovesick clothes".

The night became silent, with tears, sweat, and wheezing. In the foggy mountains and forests, only the wind is responding, blowing light mist, blowing bamboo incense, blowing soft, wet, soaked in sweat breath. Sweet, cool, from the nose to the heart.

The night is always short, short like a snuggling carcass that has not yet been warmed, and the dazzling light has pierced through the mist in the trees. The fiery red of the shy answer can't stop the bright shadows, like the fog rippling in the whole forest, reflecting the lingering of the shyness. Mo Xie gently put the "Acacia Clothes" on the pink jade body of the bamboo jade. "Yu'er, it's time to go, go to sleep again, Sister Zhuxiu is going to laugh."

Zhuyu hugged Mo Ye tightly, shaking his head vigorously, as if he was afraid that Mo Ye would throw him away, and his begging eyes were staring at the tears of Dou Dalu. "Holy brother, I don't want to go to the 'Heavenly Thunder Pool', I want to follow you."

"Obedient Yu'er, if you don't cultivate, when will you see me when I ascend to the Spirit Realm, not to mention, your sisters owe me so much 'Heavenly Cold Thunder Bead', you have to help me take it back." Mo Xie helped Zhu Yu to comb her messy bamboo hair and tie up her "acacia clothes".

Zhuyu turned around with tears in her eyes, and buried her head deep in Mo Ye's arms. refused to leave for a long time. Outside the oak forest, there was Zhuxiu's urgent urging. "Bamboo sister, hurry up, if you don't go to Songcheng again, you're going to close the city."

Taketama lifted her beautiful white face, her handsome eyes were clear, and her cherry lips were smiling. Take out a green bamboo leaf from the "Acacia Clothes". "Holy brother, this is my bamboo soul. It is the essence of my divine thoughts, and one day, when you think of me, as long as you have a drop of essence and blood, you can see it wherever I am at the ends of the earth."

Zhu Yu gently put the "Bamboo Soul" into Mo Ye's palm and closed it tightly. A green light flashed, leaving Mo Ye standing stunned with the "Bamboo Soul" in the oak forest, and his mind was aware of the jade and beautiful shadow that fled to Songcheng. (To be continued......)