Ancient elf as husband

Jian Yan's heartbeat was pounding in her throat, and she was highly nervous: "What do you want to do!"

The three of them were tall women and it was not easy to restrain her. Jian Yan struggled hard but could not break free. A thick vine was tied around her waist, and a piece of her face was tied to the other end of the vine. A boulder the size of a basin.

Jian Yan jumped into the air, and she seemed to be able to vaguely guess their intentions, "Come here Molix, I will slap you twice at most. If you really dare to do this, the lives of the entire clan will not be enough to repay you!"

She didn't know why they had changed their attitude completely and dared to drown her in the river at the risk of the entire clan being buried with her!

Plop——

The cold and biting river water poured into her mouth and nose, and Jian Yan's voice was blocked in her throat by the muddy river water. Her body was pulled from the waist without any pause, and she sank violently.

Under the ice and snow, the river water mixed with ice slag was like silver needles, seeping into her clothes and piercing into her body. Jian Yan pulled the thick withered vines around her waist with both hands, and fluttered upstream with her four feet, but she couldn't. To no avail, he was dragged into the abyss by the boulder tied around his waist.

In her vague consciousness, the last thing she heard was Jasmine's proud sarcasm: "As long as you die, no one will know that I harmed you!"

Molix...

Molix stood in the windy wall of cherry blossoms with a serious look on his face. He was still holding a black light ball full of filth in his hand. It was obvious that his dignity was deeply insulted by the stimulation of his little pet. , demonstrated outstanding ability in the past few days and completed the task ahead of schedule.

There is a source of poison hidden here, and with the blessing of poisonous spirits, all kinds of poisons gather here. Because of the blessing of power, there are no natural enemies, making this place so poisonous and smoky that it never sees the light of day all year round.

This kind of muddy place is the most suitable place for bugs to breed, one after another, spreading and invading everywhere.

After he spent a lot of effort to take away the poisonous spirits, the poisonous insects here fled in all directions. Before he could rest for a while, he received a request for help from his little pet.

Molix naturally rushed back at high speed, but little did he know that there was a stumbling block waiting for him here.

Molix looked coldly and said sternly, "Ou Ling, get out of here!"

The cherry blossoms spontaneously condensed undercurrents without wind, rolling up their petals to surround him, forming an invisible pale pink tornado.

There was a voice in the sky that disgusted him: "The poisonous spirit is an evil thing and is extremely corrosive to the environment. Why don't you destroy it here and take it with you to cause harm to other places?"

Giant vines spread out behind Molix. A vine grew from the ground under his feet and caught his toes. He warned again with patience.

"What does it have to do with you? Get out of here, I have other things to do."

This poisonous spirit has been entrenched here for a long time and has absorbed the nourishment of a lot of poisons. Stimulated by his dignity, he ignored his own safety and spent a lot of energy to take it down. He is very tired now and has no time to tangle with this person. .

Ou Ling sneered and refused to give in: "As long as nothing happens to Disen, you have nothing to do!"

Molix's eyes were red with anger, and his heartbeat was beating so fast that he felt like he was about to breathe out. Uneasy restlessness was pulling at every corner of his body, as if something was dissecting his heart.

It's only three things. He can't bear it anymore. There is no need to bear it anymore. His little pet is waiting for him. He must go back quickly!

The invincible vines extend outward, just like a lotus breaking the wind wall with the man in the middle as the center. The flow of petals is broken by the intervention of the vines. After a while, it automatically sorts itself and returns to its own orbit to flutter. The soft petals are mixed with the wind blade. , can actually cut through thorns and vines as thick as a bucket, and there is a murderous intention hidden in the elegance.

The riot of vines did not stop. The petals were interrupted again and again by the vines that broke in one after another. The two forces collided, sparks of hostility burst out.

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I suspect that if I posted such a hasty ending, I would be sprayed to death〒▽〒

Break away the entanglement, let it out...not let it out...let it out...not let it out...