Supreme Spirit Lord

Hu Bao was angry, Jiao Sansan was even more angry than him, and he spoke mercilessly, but Hu Bao didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, it was the truth.

His strength is indeed inferior to hers.

Hu Bao's voice, which has always been clearly positioned, weakened a lot, and muttered: "I'm just worried about you."

Hearing this, Jiao Sansan controlled the formation to force the bloody vines back temporarily, then glared fiercely at Hu Bao, and said in a bad tone: "Take care of yourself before worrying about me, don't let this girl worry!"

Although the tone was vicious, the concern in it could not be concealed.

This made Hu Bao forget about their situation for a moment, he giggled a few times, raised his arm with the blood-stained cloth strips on it, scratched his head, and flattered Jiao Sansan, "I'll listen to you."

Seeing his foolish appearance, Jiao Sansan glanced at him with disgust in his eyes, then turned his eyes away.

Hu Bao was shut up by Jiao Sansan's first glance, but he didn't notice Jiao Sansan's slightly red ears.

After looking away, Jiao Sansan put away the embarrassment in his heart, looked serious, and began to concentrate on studying how they should leave.

This blood-colored vine is somewhat similar to the Gold-devouring Haikuixing she met five years ago, but overall it is weirder and more pervasive than it.

Fortunately, this vine has no intelligence and is not as strong as the gold-devouring Haikuixing. If she just wants to escape, she can indeed do it, but it consumes too much and will not be able to recover for a while.

This place is too weird, and she doesn't know what kind of difficulties she will encounter in the future. If she can't use her spiritual power, it will definitely become a burden.

But if she doesn't act, they will now become the nourishment of the blood-colored vines.

You can still fight if you make a move, but you will die now if you don't make a move.

It is self-evident what choice Jiao Sansan will make in the end.

As soon as she made up her mind, she heard Hu Bao's voice full of uncertainty.

"The attacks of these vines seem to have suddenly become weaker..."

Slightly taken aback, Jiao Sansan sensed the current consumption of spiritual power, and was immediately surprised.

Logically speaking, the two of them are surrounded by blood-colored vines in all directions. It should be more difficult for her to resist the attack of these vines, but the fact is that she consumes less spiritual power to maintain the formation.

In other words, as Hu Bao said, the attacks of these vines have become weaker.

Just when Jiao Sansan was guessing what kind of medicine was sold in these vine gourds, the last force that fell on her to cast the formation disappeared.

Then the blood-colored vines that occupied their entire field of vision evaporated and melted without warning, like snowflakes that had encountered sunlight.

All the bloody vines disappeared, Jiao Sansan and the others looked up and saw a man in a blue-gray robe holding a little white fox not far away.

Looking at the peaceful man not far away, Jiao Sansan and Hu Bao felt dazed for a moment.

After five years, when they met again, Lin Yile changed so much that the two suddenly didn't dare to recognize each other.

Today's Lin Yile's face has completely disappeared, showing the outline that a mature man should have, and it is more eye-catching than it was back then.

In all honesty, his appearance can only be described as Zhou Zheng, but his body is as stable as a mountain, and his immobile temperament is a lot of bonus points.

It was this calm and gentle temperament that made Jiao Sansan afraid to recognize him.

After all, her little junior brother is not of this character.

And Lin Yile also noticed this, and amidst Hua Yuebai's teasing voice, he slowly restrained his momentum, and teased Jiao Sansan and the other two in a gentle voice: "Senior sister, I haven't seen Mr. Hu for a long time, so I don't recognize you." ?"