Murong Li frowned slightly with her closed eyes, avoiding those poisonous things, and walked towards the only road.
Ignoring the suffocating sense of entanglement on her body, her ears twitched slightly, wondering...how could she not hear the slightest movement from Xuanyuan Yehan, Jing Liu, and Lian Qi?
After a pause, Murong Li closed her eyes and walked toward the light.
That might be the exit.
In the scene that appeared in my mind, there was a big tree in front of me. The big tree had dried up, without a single green leaf. All it had was a stump and branches, and -
There is also a white flower blooming strangely on the branch.
The strange thing is that there is no poison around this flower.
Murong Li was overjoyed. Although she didn't recognize the flower, it looked like it was a treasure.
When the treasure appears in front of her, is there any reason not to take it?
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, she lifted up her skirt and ran quickly towards the dead tree, her fingers stuck to the white flower, and she felt a cold touch on her fingertips.
Murong Li shrank her hand, and a cold touch spread throughout her body from her fingertips.
It was cold, bone-chilling cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Murong Li couldn't stop shivering, the cold spread throughout her body, screaming in every corner of her body.
Murong Li lowered her head and clenched her fists.
Holding back the cold, he unclenched his fist, stretched out his hand towards the flower like a ghost, quickly picked the flower and put it in the palm of his hand.
The coldness emitted by the flowers was even worse, and it seemed that they would not stop until Murong Li was cold to death.
Murong Li's face turned grim, and she bit down on a petal of the white flower, chewing it in her mouth.
Call it awesome! Otherwise, she would still eat it.
He grinned at the flower with a missing petal in his hand and said viciously: "I call you Dese! With your little ability, you still want to freeze my aunt to death!"
After saying that, he swallowed the chewed flowers into pieces in one mouthful.
As soon as I swallowed it, the coldness on my body dissipated little by little and no longer existed.
Murong Li was startled and overjoyed. She placed the white flowers in her palms on her body. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel her eyes full of joy.
He clapped his hands, picked up his skirt and was about to continue moving forward.
What appears in my mind is still an empty place surrounded by black mist, with occasional traces of poison.