Immortal Illusionist

Chapter 4

Mu Ziyi had a plan in mind, so he took a step forward: "My friend's elder is suffering from a disease, and needs the help of Dipin Hehuan and Zhicao brother."

The papyrus baby's big black eyes rolled around, and his nose snorted: "You villains, you clearly want to pick us up and use them as medicine!"

An Xinan was a little embarrassed, but Mu Ziyi didn't care, and said with a smile: "How dare you, the psychic fairy grass with extraordinary talents like the paper grass brother, even if it's just a leaf tip, can bring people back to life."

The papyrus doll was wearing a tall hat, proud of herself, and said proudly: "You stupid human beings naturally don't know that once herbs are psychic, they will break free from the shackles of plants and trees, and respond to the power of heaven and earth. Re-condense a body."

He frowned, and pointed at Anxi Nan and said bitterly: "Poor Ajin and Ayin, just happened to be in the stage of taking off their shells and regathering their spirits, but they were destroyed by you, a reckless villain. This is good , not only the aura of Ajin and Ayin has been greatly reduced, but the original Acacia acacia plant must also be wiped out."

"Then what should we do?" Anxi Nan was in a hurry. The emperor-grade acacia is an indispensable medicine to treat his father's disease. It is rare in the world. If you miss this one, you don't know if you will have the chance to meet the next one in the future. .

The papyrus doll touched its bare chin, meditating: "It's not impossible, as long as you find a silk tree that is more than a hundred years old, and replace the original stamens with Ajin and Ayin, they can grow again, and within three years Years, you will definitely be able to psychic again."

When An Xinan heard that there was still a chance to save her, she immediately felt relieved, nodded vigorously, and agreed.

Mu Ziyi frowned, and said: "Brother Zhicao has a good idea, but why do we save Ajin and Ayin? As far as I know, the essence of Emperor Pin Acacia's body is in the stamens. If we take Ajin and Ayin Silver is used as a medicinal material, and it is supposed to be more effective than petals, stems and leaves."

The papyrus doll was stunned, jumped up and shouted sharply: "You dare!"

In an instant, all his cockroaches rushed forward, turning into a bird's beak and feathers, baring its teeth and claws.

Seeing that he couldn't cheat, he simply robbed him.

Mu Ziyi and Anxi Nan were surrounded by a group of big green-winged birds. The spiritual grass that had survived for tens of thousands of years was naturally not a vegetarian food.

An Xinan's face was pale, his limbs were bound under spiritual pressure, and he was trembling.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Mu Ziyi pulled him behind him and faced the spiritual pressure alone.

He sacrificed the Chuyun Divine Sword in his hand, and the sword energy split open a space in the viscous spiritual pressure, enveloping the two of them.

Sword Qi, called "Ancestral Beginning".Dissipate all the power into the most primitive primordial power.

"Xinan, are you okay?" Due to the narrow space, Mu Ziyi hugged An Xinan into his arms.

"No, no." He was half buried in Mu Ziyi's arms, smelling the faint fragrance of Mu Ziyi's body with the tip of his nose, feeling inexplicably at ease.

But Mu Ziyi could only face the Shuanghua Papyrus alone, and the pressure doubled.

This old goblin who has lived for tens of thousands of years pretends to be tender, is she trying to be serious?

Shuanghua Papyrus told him with practical actions: yes.

Countless flying kites soared into the sky, hovered rapidly in the air, and then fell from a high altitude, and the two dived round after round in the posture of falcons.

The strong and long-lasting impact quickly consumed Mu Ziyi's physical and spiritual strength. He had recovered from his injuries and hadn't returned to his best condition. Now, he felt dizzy and dizzy amidst round after round of wear and tear. Chu Yun could hardly hold it in his hand.

"Ziyi, what's wrong with you?" An Xinan was very panicked, his voice was crying.His head was buried in Mu Ziyi's arms. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Mu Ziyi's trembling body told An Xinan clearly: It's very bad!

Mu Ziyi wanted to appease An Xinan, but opened his mouth, but spit out a mouthful of blood.He retreated back, his body softened, and Chuyun's sword fell out of his hand.

An Xinan was startled, and subconsciously protected Mu Ziyi. The spiritual pressure behind him was like a thousand catties, and the huge impact blinded him instantly.

He seemed to be sinking into molten iron, pressure from all directions poured into every inch of his skin, his internal organs were almost shrunk into a ball, and his brittle bones cracked and cracked.

In an instant, how long does it feel?

On the edge of life and death, what will you think of?

Is it a calligraphy and painting drawn by my father when I was seven years old, or the Zimei vines I planted by myself in front of Tianshu Gate?

Or is it someone's faint sadness hidden in the cloud and mist that lingers all year round in Cangwu Mountain?

In a trance, I saw that faint smile...

Mu Ziyi's whole body relaxed, and the spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared. When he looked up, his eyes were almost cracked.

The ten-thousand-year old demon engulfed An Xinan with overwhelming pressure like a spider web, and its arrogant spiritual power cut An Xinan's skin without mercy. They infiltrated through every pore, devouring the vitality in An Xinan's body, and then killed him. The essence and blood were forced out.

Almost in an instant, a cluster of blood mist rose from An Xinan's body, completely covering his small body.

The young man in his arms blocked all the spiritual pressure for him at the last moment.

Fool, what a fool!

Mu Ziyi wanted to jump and shout.

Do you think I'm really good to you?Do you think I'm helping you without asking for anything in return?

I'm trying to win you over, lie to you, and try to use you in a disguised form!

fool!

The youth's blood mist splashed onto Mu Ziyi's cheeks, scorching hot and bitter.

He opened his arms and caught the fallen boy.

A coquettish sweet smell filled his nostrils.The boy's still young body is soaked in the vermilion liquid at this moment, and the dazzling color is as bright as camellias in Cangwu Mountain in autumn.

With delicate eyebrows and delicate contours, such an ignorant and innocent face like a boy next door, has a unique mountain atmosphere in the mountains.

The young man's expression still remained astonished and determined at the moment when he rushed forward, only the blood foam from his throat shot out, showing that a fresh life was passing by rapidly.

Fear, like an autumn rain, floats in the open field in a dense and dewy night on a deeper night, and the sticky water vapor fills every inch of space.The piercing chill emerges from the sleeping ground accompanied by the sense of autumn, spreading with teeth and claws.

do not die!

Xinan, don't die!

A trace of sparks suddenly rolled up in the fear-woven rain curtain, like the hottest red lotus karmic fire between heaven and earth, igniting the pattering rain in an instant.On the fertile field of Pingchou, a madly surging blaze swept up, sweeping away all fears.

Strong emotions burst out of Mu Ziyi's chest, and scattered away like monstrous waves.

A voice exploded from the other side of the Shuanghua Papyrus, and the whistling sound was like a sharp sword, cutting off the overwhelming spiritual pressure.

Chu Yun returned to his hand, Mu Ziyi's eyes were bloodshot, and Taichu sword energy shot out from his body crazily.

"kill!!!"

In the beginning---the wind and clouds are surging.

The whistling sword energy cut the spiritual pressure into pieces, and the verdant grass had already changed beyond recognition. The milky white sword energy enveloped the frosty papyrus with overwhelming force. Like the scythe of the god of death, they cut the screaming kites.

Damn it!How can such a young boy have such power.I just happened to be sealed by Tianshu again for most of my cultivation base, now I'm in trouble!

"Stop! Stop!" Green-winged flying kites fled in embarrassment in the sword aura, and countless flying kites were cut by the sharp sword aura until they were covered in bruises.

"If you kill me, that boy will never be saved."

In a word, Mu Ziyi's sword energy was slowed down.

Mu Ziyi's eyes were icy cold, and chills splashed all over the place: "Can you save Xinan?"

"Yes, yes." Shuanghua Papyrus nodded hurriedly, fearing that if she said a word too late, she would be cut into meat sauce.

All the flying kites hurriedly flew to one place, merged with each other, and finally transformed into the original milk doll.

He ran to Mu Ziyi's side, bit his chubby little finger, and a drop of golden liquid flowed down An Xinan's lips into his mouth.

"This is my essence for thousands of years, brat, it's cheap for you." Shuanghua Papyrus' body was slightly illusory, as if it was exhausted.

Mu Ziyi stared at Anxi Nan, and when the liquid flowed into Anxi Nan's mouth, a golden light glowed all over his body, his body that had been oppressed and necrotic by spiritual pressure was completely revived, his bones were rejoined, and his face instantly turned rosy.

After a while, An Xinan's eyelashes moved, opened his eyes, stared at Mu Ziyi in a daze, and smiled silly.

"Ziyi, you're fine!"

Mu Ziyi suddenly had a sore nose and a lump in his throat.

Fool, of course I'm fine, it's you who has something to do!

two eras