The moment he saw its appearance clearly, an extremely terrifying name came to Changle's mind.
梼杌.
She had read in a book that the Tao Tzu was one of the four ferocious beasts. After being purified by Mo Lin with a magic weapon, it was locked in the East China Sea and became the sea-suppressing divine beast of the East China Sea.
An idea came to her, and she understood that this place was a forbidden area. If she escaped from the barrier, she would be safe. But she rushed outside the barrier, and the divine beasts ran over one after another. She couldn't help being shocked. What was going on?
thing?
Without allowing her to think too much, she transformed into vines and flew up the wall. Tao Zhu swung her claws and knocked her to the ground easily. She felt the pain so much that she coughed out a mouthful of blood and rolled over to avoid its attack.
Yongzhu pressed forward step by step, cutting off the vines with one blow, and attacking her with another blow. When her life was hanging by a thread, a wisp of snow-white fell from the sky and fell to the ground.
The young master has a tall figure, rich robes and splendid clothes, a jade-like appearance, and an unrivaled elegance. He unsheathed his long sword, soared into the air, spun around in the air, and turned into a stream of light. Then he swung his long sword with a dazzling sword light.
It rushed up, like a brilliant silver dragon, and struck at the 梼杌.
Changle marveled in his heart, this is a hero saving a beauty that only appears in fairy tale books.
However, the young master is a young man after all, so he is incomparable to a mythical beast that has lived for millions of years. He was defeated within a moment of fighting. The Tao Zhu mythical beast seemed to have a soft spot for Changle and came directly towards her.
For some unknown reason, in the chaos, she saw the young master rushing over.
For a moment, countless unwilling thoughts passed through her mind. Just when she thought she was going to die, a strong force arose from her whole body and enveloped her softly.
It is as bright and clear as the moonlight, yet gentle but not warm, like an arm that is extremely tough, like a barrier that stands tall against the sky, but it is also very much like an embrace, like gentle arms that are gently drawn down slowly and slowly.
She felt strength all over her body, and suddenly felt an unbearable pain in her heart. She simply closed her eyes, but saw the woman in peach-colored clothes walking away in the darkness.
Is it a dream?
When he opened his eyes again, Yaozhu had fallen to the ground and expired.
She collapsed on the ground, shuddering when she thought of the scene just now, her heart seemed to be blocked, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.
The young master staggered to his feet, his face was bloodless, but he still stretched out his hand towards her: "Get up."
Changle regained consciousness, grabbed his hand, and stood up with difficulty. Before he could stand firmly, the young master covered his chest with a look of pain on his face. She hurriedly stepped forward to support him and tried to say: "You
injured?"
The young master took out his arm and said, "It's okay."
"How can it be okay?" Changle pushed him down. He was shocked and resisted: "How can you, a banshee, be so wild? What do you want to do?"
Changle let go of him and scratched his hand with his sword. He immediately saw blood. He raised his hand in front of him and said, "You treat me like a countryman, and I will repay you as a countryman. Since you saved my life, I
Let me heal your injury."
Her mother, Taoyao, was the last goddess in the world. She was promised that as a descendant, she would inherit the constitution of her mother, a goddess, and a drop of blood would be good medicine. However, Danshu and Congyun did not allow her to tell others about repaying her life-saving grace.
First, let’s break the precept on this matter.
The young master was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Chang Le had already put his hand to his mouth, and a fishy smell invaded him. He pushed her away hastily, but found that the wounds on his body were quietly healing with just a few drops of blood.
.
Changle saw his surprised look and took the initiative to explain: "My aunt said that I am a peony flower with extraordinary talents. My blood can be used as medicine to cure all kinds of diseases."
"Peony flowers? Be careful, I will stew you into soup." The young master lowered his eyes. Although his face was pale, his face was handsome and his posture was elegant. "You could see clearly just now, what kind of treasure subdued him when he hit him."
?”
Thinking of the woman in pink he saw when he closed his eyes, Changle touched his heart and shook his head honestly: "I didn't see it clearly. But when you knocked me down, I saw clearly that there was a bug on your face."
The young master raised his hand to touch his face and gritted his teeth: "Whenever I knock you down, don't insult my honor!"
The debate ended in silence.
Changle thought he was a generous demon, so he didn't care about him. He came up and took a look at his wounds. Maybe the distance was not suitable. The young man took a few steps back, put a fist in front of his lips, and coughed lightly:
"You Shaoyao, you came to celebrate someone else's birthday, but you killed someone else's sea-suppressing beast. What should you do?"
"Hey, young master, please don't let go of the relationship. If we talk about responsibility, it must be yours." Changle spread his hands, "Do you still want to rely on me?"
The young master said calmly: "Whatever you want. I can escape."
At night, the two made a fire and sat around the fire. Changle held a wooden stick in one hand and fiddled with it in the fire, saying: "Young master, you know water magic and you know so much about the East China Sea, you must be
The young master of Donghai, right?"
The warm firelight illuminated the surrounding area, and also reflected his immortal face. As if he thought her words were too funny, the young man laughed disdainfully: "Who am I, and what does it have to do with you? It doesn't matter.
Are you here?"
The fire suddenly exploded, and Changle was so frightened that she used the topic to her advantage and groaned: "Why are you so fierce? You scare me too."
There were dancing flames in the young man's eyes, and he asked with great interest: "Then tell me where did you come from, the little demon who is so noisy."
Chang Le was dissatisfied and retorted: "You are the one who is making noise, your whole family is making noise! If I were not afraid of being involved in the death of the mythical beast, I would not follow you."
In fact, she secretly sweated. Doesn't the young master of the East China Sea's whole family involve the entire East China Sea? This offends too many people. Misfortune comes from the mouth, misfortune comes from the mouth, crime comes from the crime...
He stopped talking. After a while, Changle looked around, and the words "If you don't look for trouble, you won't be happy" were written on his face: "Young Master, do you know where this place is? I have never been here."
The young master glanced at her, as if he were looking at a country woman, with a rather cold attitude mixed with a little disdain: "To tell you the truth, I went to Baidou Forest to look for medicine. If you don't want to die, don't follow me.
"
"Hundred Dou Forest? My aunt mentioned to me that there are many magical medicines in it, and I also want to go." Changle was a little excited, and he pulled up his sleeves and shook them familiarly, "Young Master, look at it.
, wouldn’t it be beautiful if you were in the front fending off the enemy, while I was healing your wounds from behind?”
In fact, it would be nice to be able to find good medicine and avoid the noise at the same time.
It is said that a man can bend and stretch. As expected, the gods still accept soft things rather than hard ones. The young man withdrew his hand in great discomfort and glanced to the side: "Whatever."