The Emperor Descending the Heavens

"I rub, boy, are you fierce, grandma, has your tongue broken?"

Qin Yu felt that she was in the dark, but suddenly there was such a word of **** sword spirit in her ear, it was very clear, and no more, no more.

Woke up?

This time, is it true?

With these questions, he immediately looked inside his tongue.

I do n’t know, I ’m surprised ...

He ... grandma's, tongue ... Teme was about to break, and a neat row of tooth marks, mixed with blood, revealed the shocking scar.

pain……

Heartache

Heartbreaking pain ...

Qin Yu's face turned black.

Unexpectedly, he just fell into the illusion, so he bite so quickly that he almost broke his tongue.

At this moment, the pain was so clear and clear that it stimulated each of his nerves.

When he was looking outside, he found himself in the swamp, surrounded by mud, and sinking slowly with his movements.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu suddenly realized.

Any variation of misty grass leaves entangled in himself is false, because he sank into the swamp quagmire and was unable to breathe, so the body instinctively felt a choking sensation.

"Boy, you finally woke up, grandma, only you got poisoned and fell into a mirage. What does Lao Tzu call you and I ca n’t wake you up? Look at this ... The swamps have been chopped off by you, Misty grass. Hallucinogenic toxins are really **** powerful! "

There was a sigh of enthusiasm from the blood, and Qin Yu quickly ran Xianyuan, pushing away the mud bound to her, and rising into the sky.

in a blink.

Just like the carp leaping through the dragon gate, it emerges from the swamp mire.

This time, if he had not become immortal, plus his special constitution, replaced by someone else, or repaired to a slightly lower level, he would be buried in the swamp quagmire full of poison in front of him.

It was really thrilling.

The illusion of the misty Misty grass is really the truth of his mother, not even his once great Emperor of the Emperor, but he did not notice it in time.

Qin Yu looked around with a lingering sorrow, but found that the swamp land in front of her, as the hot-blooded sword spirit said, was dead.

It may be that he was caught in a fantasy, slashing with a **** mad knife, but in fact, he was trapped in the fantasy, and he was smashing the mutant misty grass, which eventually caused the surrounding knife marks to be scattered.

Taking a closer look, Qin Yu's face suddenly darkened again.

Because he was caught in a fantasy, and he was slashing the sword, the misty grass was gone at this moment. It is estimated that in case of being broken by the mad sword.

"Boy, Lao Tzu reminded you and made you be careful. I didn't expect that you were still in the middle of it. At the moment, there is nothing you can do. You just have to look for another Misty Grass, but fortunately, your kid is a high-end goldsmith. As long as this evil forest has misty grass, you will find it sooner or later! "

After listening to the words of Hot Blood Sword Spirit, Qin Yu smiled bitterly.

Not really. How could he think that the hallucinogenic toxin of Mistygrass is so strong, it is no wonder that this herb is not found on the market.

It's really weird that ordinary people can collect this toxin.

Nowadays, as the hot-blooded sword spirit said, he can only find another Misty Grass.

After sorting it out a bit, he left the valley and continued to look for misty grass and other two herbs.

At this time, another group of men and women in the depths of Wan evil forest wandered in the virgin forest filled with poison.

They are not others, but a team of Luo Cheng.

What's worth noting is that Luo Cheng's complexion was extremely gloomy at this moment, and the anger in the eyes was flashing.

"What's going on, it's been a few days. You didn't even find a decent rough vein for Ben Shao. Didn't you blow yourself how capable you were?"

Then, the anger in his eyes turned into taunt.

"You are just so capable and brave enough to brag about how powerful you are, how about your face?"