Fushengfang Night Travel Notes

"Li Ye, forget it, forget it." Ye Qing looked at the big brother who didn't know what to do, and then at Su Bai who was rushing over, reached out to hold Li Ye's hand, and prayed in his voice.

"It's useless." Li Ye sighed, looking at the pale and almost silent person in his hand, at this moment he realized that the blood was not half useful.

After overthrowing the general, the red-eyed Su Bai directly entangled with Li Ye. The pure white demon power met the blood-red demon power, and brilliant colors exploded in the air, just like blood smoke, making the standing Ye Qing stiffened, holding Liu Jin who was just thrown by Li Ye in his hands.

The figures in mid-air were coming and going, the fight was still a bit inseparable, but after a little longer, Li Ye was a little bit at a disadvantage, Ye Qing saw the red figure rushing towards him, and when he was close at hand, he wrapped his arms around him. Passing himself, the other hand pulled Liu Jin and threw it to Su Bai.

Su Bai, who was following Li Ye closely, saw a figure thrown in front of him, and instinctively took it with one hand. He fixed his eyes and saw that his face was as white as paper, lifeless. Su Bai's hands trembled a little, and he raised his eyes again. There is still someone in front of me.

Su Bai felt that his eye sockets were a little damp, and he unconsciously hugged him even tighter with his hands, pressing his face against his face. The cold breath made him shiver, but he didn't mind, and carefully traced it with his fingers. His eyes, nose, mouth, and finally his neck.

Withdrawing his hand, he silently clenched his fist, his fingertips started to turn white due to too much force, but Su Bai didn't seem to feel any pain.

In Fushengfang, Fu Qi was fiddling with the flowers and plants around her as usual, the books on the rattan chair were lying quietly, everything was sparse and ordinary.

"Here we come." Fu Qi said softly, feeling the fear of the flowers and plants in the workshop at the same time, she had no choice but to reach out to comfort her.

The door of Fushengfang opened voluntarily, a white shadow came along with the night, but it was full of evil spirit, holding a person in his hand, before the person stood still, a wave of evil spirit came straight to Fuqi, Fangfang The flowers and plants inside move with the wind.

The limb bamboo instantly rose several feet, turned into a piece horizontally and vertically, pretending to be a fence; the mulberry and grass were also intertwined into a net, hanging on the limb bamboo, and the ecstasy fungus at the door closed the door calmly, In an instant, the workshop is the world of plants.

Su Bai's demonic aura rushed straight at these plants, but it didn't hurt them in the slightest. Su Bai was surprised, and his heart was full of anger. The demonic aura spread in the air as if it didn't need money, and it was always in contact with the flowers and plants in Fushengfang. contend.

"Is it enough?" Fu Qi looked at it for a while, his eyes were a little cold, and even his voice was [-]% cold, "Stop it if it's enough."

Su Bai stared at Fu Qi: "Why did you tell them about the cyclamen?"

"Isn't that good?" Fu Qi looked back at him, "After all, no one knows what the use of cyclamen is, except you."

"You killed him." The expression in Su Bai's eyes was inexplicable. It was this person who led him to find Xiao Hei, but it was also because of him...

"Humans and monsters cannot be together." A calm voice came out of Fu Qi's mouth, "It has existed since ancient times, and folk myths and legends may not necessarily be false."

Seeing the thoughts in Fu Qi's eyes, Su Bai calmed down, but he was still a little angry when he saw the person in his hand.

"Then what do you mean, when did Fushengfang do things so unreliably?"

"Credit? If Fushengfang didn't have credit, would you be here?" Fu Qi said, seeing that Su Bai still didn't understand why, she suddenly felt that most people who were obsessed with love were fools, "Liu Jin is neither dead nor alive, it's just that Back to where it should be.”

"Where should I go?" Su Bai murmured, the place Liu Jin should go back to is the place where he came, isn't that the hell!

Looking at Fu Qi in surprise, seeing him nodding, he felt confident, so he found an open place, put Liu Jin on the ground, and squatted beside him.

Fu Qi looked at Su Bai strangely, shouldn't he rush to the underworld to find someone at this time, what is this for?

I saw that Su Bai raised his head to look at Fu Qi, the red light in his eyes has faded, and the aura on his body has returned to normal, "Cyclamen, it's here."

Fu Qi was stunned for a moment, and saw Su Bai turned into his original form, huddled in Liu Jin's arms, a burst of white light appeared, illuminating the entire Fushengfang, stabbing Fu Qi so much that he wanted to close his eyes, but he just held back, waiting for that When the white light faded, there were still figures and monsters on the ground, only a black and white flower remained.

Cyclamen!

Taking a closer look, Fu Qi finally understood why no one could get this cyclamen for thousands of years.

Cyclamen and rabbit flowers are born together, and only the rabbits voluntarily donate their bodies for the use of cyclamen, which can create the real cyclamen.Not to mention that it is difficult for the monster race to develop spiritual wisdom, but it is rare to say that voluntary separation is rare, and it is even more difficult when the cyclamen is possessed.

Fu Qiyi couldn't tell whether this was a blessing or a curse, and the celestial being who combined the black and white impermanence of the world, did not know what kind of situation it would bring to this Fushengfang, Fu Qi sighed quietly, let's go with nature.

And because of the cyclamen suddenly occupying his territory, the other flowers and plants were a little curious and wanted to try to touch it, but this leaf would be blocked every time it was less than half a meter, no matter how difficult it was to stretch.

This situation is also very strange, Fu Qi also curiously stretched a finger in, but easily touched the petals, the soft and smooth feeling made Fu Qi feel a little better, and smiled slightly.

At this moment, the book on the wicker chair glowed faintly, slowly floated up, flipped page after page in the air, and finally stopped on a page of ordinary paper, the white characters on it still turned golden, and the black background turned into a white background.

Fu Qi turned her head to look, and smiled in her heart, knowing that Su Bai saw Liu Jin, and that night travel notes only accepted Qi Qing.

This time, the flower petals in his hand actually gave off a faint fragrance, which attracted Fu Qi's attention, it seems that this flower is still related to Su Bai, and the cyclamen seems to have another use.

"Wear a plain white brocade shirt in front of your body, keep it in the world and return it in a day." All kinds of things in this world are like a dream.

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