Chapter 145: Deception is not about suppressing the medicinal spirit

Author: Luo Wuxiao

Chapter 145: Deception is not about suppressing the medicinal spirit

The palace is under the tower and on the round platform of the ancient well.

Shen Tangluo's cold and slender figure was as straight as a strong bamboo, and her black hair flew wildly with the Gu silk medicinal spirit coming from above her head, calmly and calmly.

And the black and red Bianhua flowers running in the two palms on the sides burned like wild flames all over the body.

In just an instant, the cold and hellish aura filled the entire hall once again.

The fine and transparent Gu silks stopped one inch away from Shen Tangluo's body.

They seemed to be timid about the flower-shaped flames. They kept making scalp-numbing hissing sounds but did not dare to approach rashly.

Shen Tangluo's face was evil, and there was no trace of panic in his indifferent eyes. His cold eyes narrowed slightly and were locked on the Gu silk that was about to move.

She was careless and didn't expect that there were eight thousand-year-old Gu silk medicine spirits in this palace.

You must know that in the entire Li Kong Continent, there can be no more than two strains of the same medicinal spirit that have been growing for thousands of years.

Like the Cang Fu Phantom Flower, there is only one.

But here, unexpectedly, there are so many cruel and bloodthirsty Gu Silk Medicine Spirits.

If she hadn't accidentally broken the barrier, she would have thought that Fuyuan Tower was a place used to suppress medicinal spirits, as everyone knows.

But after entering in person, I discovered that there was a shocking secret hidden here.

The Yunfu royal family deceived everyone!

What is suppressed here is never the spirit of medicine, but the spirit of death!

It is a place where bones are buried and a hell where the souls of those who died unjustly are trapped!

From the inside to the outside of Fuyuan Tower, there are not only numerous magical formations, but also countless mechanisms and hidden arrows.

The most incredible thing is that in order to prevent anyone from breaking into this place, such a terrifying and ferocious Gu Silk Medicine Spirit was kept.

Why does the Yunfu royal family want to deceive the world?

How many people were buried under this ancient well? Who was buried?

In just a short moment, Shen Tangluo's thoughts went back and forth, his nerves were tense, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.

Wuying is a body of nothingness. At this time, seeing Shen Tangluo being surrounded again, it couldn't rush in and kept spraying flames at the fine balls of Gu silk medicinal spirit.

However, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be faster than Gu Silk's regeneration speed.

Soon, Wuying was also involved in another encirclement.

It was furious and its anxious little body was floating around, "Ha! I just don't believe that I can't burn you to death! No matter what it is, don't hurt my master!"

After saying that, he puffed up his little mouth and started spraying flames.

Suddenly, a coquettish red shadow flew across the sky, only the light was visible, but no figure was visible.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic spiritual power struck, and the phantom wind blade condensed with white light struck horizontally at the magic circle erected high in the palace.

Without any warning, the magic circle that had been torn open with a huge opening cracked open countless gaps, and in an instant it was shattered into powder, falling from the air.

Shen Tangluo was standing facing the palace. When the red shadow flew in, his expression changed.

Even though she had been alert to the Gu silk around her, she could instantly detect who this aura was that was so familiar to her.

Her heart trembled, her pupils shrank, and suddenly, Jun Yunsi's tall and tall figure fell into her eyes.

The green barrier fell like flying snow and frost between the two people, and the sound of "bang bang" resounded throughout the palace.

Just for a moment, everything was silent again.

Wuying, who was immersed in anger, was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and the fire that he didn't have time to spit out was held in his mouth, which was round and bulging.

Jun Yunsi's face was cold and hard, his expression as cold as ice, and his dark eyes fell deeply on Shen Tangluo, who was trapped in the transparent ball thread.

Their eyes met, and a thousand words seemed to be gathered in their eyes. The silence was better than the sound.

"Yun Si..." Shen Tangluo murmured unconsciously.

Jun Yunsi narrowed his phoenix eyes, condensed an invisible sharp blade from his long five fingers, and focused his cold eyes on the Gu Silk Medicine Spirit.

Shen Tangluo's eyebrows tightened, his eyes suddenly became solemn, he spun his left foot, flipped in the air, and stepped directly on the Crescent Moon Magic Artifact on the ancient well.

The thin figure is cold and charming, and there is a hint of frivolity between the eyebrows.

Also during this spin, countless flames shaped like beads and sandalwood flew toward the ball of Gu silk, burning it up.

However, Shen Tangluo didn't notice that when he stepped on the crescent moon, a cold hook made a thin mark on his ankle, and a drop of blood seeped into the top of the instrument.

Jun Yunsi frowned, and the sharp blade in his palm pierced the root of the Gu Silk Medicine Spirit. In an instant, Gu Silk's blood spurted out, damaging his vitality.

Shen Tangluo glanced indifferently, jumped off the crescent moon magic weapon, and walked towards Jun Yun Si, "Yun Si, why are you here?"

Jun Yunsi frowned slightly, and did not let her run any further. He flew to the round platform, and under Shen Tangluo's astonished gaze, he squatted down and grabbed her ankle.

Shen Tangluo stiffened and looked down at him.

She was confused and asked: "What are you doing?"

Jun Yunsi brushed away the hem of her skirt, and when he saw the blood stain, his handsome face was cold and a little unhappy, "Didn't you agree to wait for me at the palace? What are you doing here? You don't think the injury is serious enough?" Shen Tangluo, do you still want to die?"

Shen Tangluo knew that Jun Yunsi was not talking about this minor injury, but the dangerous magic circle and medicinal spirits in Fuyuan Tower.

She felt a little guilty, bit her lower lip, and spoke in an attempt to save her life, "This is not fatal, right? And Yun Si, I took the elixir you gave me, and the internal injuries and injuries on my knees were all healed." .”

Jun Yunsi's face was dark, but he felt helpless and lowered his head to heal her injuries.

Shen Tangluo felt the warmth of his palm on her ankle, feeling warm in her heart.

Wuying was completely forgotten. It turned to look at the two people beside the ancient well angrily.

In an instant, his eyes widened, and his attention was completely attracted by the ice-colored begonia flower in the Crescent Moon Artifact, "Master, that flower can drink blood, and it has turned red!"

Shen Tangluo was startled and turned his head subconsciously. Jun Yunsi had already stood up and looked over with a frown.

The ice-colored begonia flowers glowing with cold light become blood-like and enchanting in the faint blue of the first hall, and the red is gorgeous and charming.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a roar, and the Crescent Moon Magical Artifact sank rapidly as if it was under some suction force, and a dazzling ice-blue light slowly rose from the ancient well...
Chapter completed!