Chapter 52: White lady

Under the aggressive attack of Ye Chuan, thousands of feet and monsters were quickly hit hard. At this time, the huge body of a thousand feet is only half exposed, and half of it is under the ground.
Continue to climb up and drill the ground, it is expected to fight back and kill Ye Chuan, and quickly drill back to the ground, you can escape the attack of Ye Chuan to escape. The injured thousand feet are faced with a choice.
Roar!
The roar of the deafening sounds through the clouds, the sands on the mounds, and the nearby coniferous forests are falling.
The fierce tens of thousands of feet, made the previous choice, mad after the injury, to fight back.
It was its first mistake to attack Ye Chuan, and it was its second mistake after he was injured and evaded madness. The two fatal mistakes add up and the tragedy is inevitable.
Ye Chuan screamed and shouted, urging the swallowing of the body in full force, and the nine knives and the inch of the manuscripts left by the ancestors of the Yunzong ancestor were shown in his hands. Thousands of madness is just right for his appetite!
Cold light, the knife is vertical and horizontal.
Ye Chuan's face is expressionless, leaving a deadly wound on the thousands of feet, each knife, which is exactly the same between the two scales. If there is a god-assisted knife, the blade will fall on the scales, and the deep one-inch blade will be trapped in the body of the thousand-footed monster. The shallow one will not leave the deadly wound.
Thousands of strange roars continue to fight, can not take counterattack, try their best to twist the body to accelerate out of the ground. Unfortunately, it is fast, Ye Chuan is faster and the knife is deadly. Not long after, the huge thousand-footed monsters lost blood and exhausted their strength, and the speed gradually slowed down. In the end, more than a hundred meters of body finally got out of the ground, but the body was unable to struggle. I don’t know how many wounds I have, and I was almost killed by Ye Chuan Ling.
After confirming that the thousands of feet were utterly ruined, Ye Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a little rest, he began to get busy, cut the skull of the thousand feet, and took out a piece of pale cyan stone. The size of the thumb is light green as a natural gemstone, the tentacles are warm, and there is a burst of pure power fluctuations at the fingertips.
This is a nucleus, or a good nucleus.
Thousands of grotesques devour the other monsters for a living, the yang is sturdy, and the crystal nucleus in the body is its source of strength, which is exactly what Ye Chuan needs urgently.
"Unfortunately, this nucleus is still a little small, forget it, it will be."
Ye Chuan shook his head, put the crystal nucleus away, and swept the body of a thousand feet to look away.
After helping the inflammatory devil to lose a lot of energy, he urgently needs to compensate for the consumption and strengthen the spirit. Originally, I pinned my hopes on the seeds of Qingyang fruit. I did not expect that Qingyangguo had not found a thousand-footed crystal nucleus. This is already an unexpected surprise.
In the wild, smell is very easy to attract terrible monsters, Ye Chuan quickly away from the unrecognizable mounds, continue to arrogant in the mountains. Sure enough, the front foot just left, the direction of the mound came the roar of the monster, I do not know how many hungry monsters stared at the body of a thousand feet.
At the beginning of the Hua Deng, Ye Chuan finally arrived at the destination.
From the iceberg on the iceberg, the river rushes down from the plateau and slams into a mountain with thousands of miles. It turns nineeen and eighteen, leaving a Wang Qingquan. Looking under the stars, this sapling spring is like a sapphire, set in the innocent land. Here, it is the beautiful and touching Repulse Bay in the Cloudy Mountains.
Legend has it that in the ancient times, even the fairies were impressed by the beauty here. Every time they went here to wash the flowing long hair, they fell in love with the passing hunters, leaving a story that was beautiful. Since ancient times, many passionate men and women have come here to find the footprints of the ancient immortals and listen to the stories that have been handed down from generation to generation.
With the moonlight in the sky, Ye Chuan walked around and looked for seeds of Qingyang fruit. He has been paying attention to the Qinglian lamp in the body. He hopes to use the Qinglian lamp to hunt for treasure. Unfortunately, this treasure has not had any movement.
The sound of the sound of the water suddenly came faintly.
Someone?
Or is it a powerful wilderness monster?
Ye Chuan stopped and hesitated a little, carefully following the sound of water. After a few hundred meters, a pair of spring colors slowly began to appear.
Under the bright moonlight, a young woman walked into a clear little lake and slowly untied her clothes as she walked. Untie the beautiful belt, the wide robes, and then the delicate underwear. Soon, a ketone body with a white fat and a creamy appearance is displayed between the heavens and the earth. The skin is white and the body is soft and beautiful. Just one back is amazing.
After taking off the clothes, the woman soaked her body in the clear lake water for a while, stretched the slender hands and feet, and then slowly combed the long hair on the head. While grooming, singing an unknown song, the voice twirled, with a trace of resentment, it seems that a passionate woman is telling something to her sweetheart. That scene, the voice, let Ye Chuan listen to the music can not help but some lost.
Many years ago, there was such a woman who accompanied him to tell her about her happiness, telling her sadness, but only later...
Ye Chuan felt a pain in his heart, remembered a dusty memory, and accidentally stepped on a dead branch. A bang was heard, and it was very far under the night sky.
"Who?"
The woman who was groomed in the lake suddenly turned around and looked nervous and upset. The face of the melon seeds, big eyes, pointed chin, not others, turned out to be the top of the bird on the Ziyun Peak!
A fierce murderous, quickly locked the bush where Ye Chuan is located.
After a brief panic, the Tuoba bird quickly draped the wide robes, and a pair of big eyes stared at the hidden place of Ye Chuan. Not far away, suddenly the burning torches were lit, accompanied by heavy and rushing footsteps, and the brigade guards rushed over.
"It's me, Ye Chuan."
Seeing that the whereabouts of the whereabouts could not be hidden, Ye Chuan walked out simply and frankly, watching the Tuoba bird coming up from the water, laughing at evil spirits. "Yangzi, it’s me. People say that Xiaobie is better than marriage, how I haven't seen you for a few days. You don't even know the husband?"
"It's you?"
Tuoba bird was very surprised. I didn't expect to hide in the side of Ye Chuan. I remembered the ridiculous thing that happened not long ago. The face was red, and I was covered with a layer of frost. "Boy, say, what do you see?" ?"
"Look at it, I shouldn’t have seen it."
Ye Chuan honestly confessed, a sincere and sincere old man looks like, "Yangzi, I really didn't expect your skin to be so white! Hey, who said that my brother is suffering, my life is very good, I married a white lady."
"Name of the leaf, you..."
Tuoba bird bites his teeth and is smothered by Ye Chuan, and a pair of big eyes faintly tears are spinning.
When she was young, she didn't even touch the man with a small hand, and she was covered. Who can think of it, I was seen by Ye Chuan tonight!
I saw it, and Ye Chuan even said it, and a lady, it looks like it is not only to look at it, but what does he want to do?
"Don't be afraid, let the brothers kill me!"
A cold voice suddenly came from the darkness.
The voice did not fall, a touch of Jianguang suddenly crossed the air and went straight to Ye Chuan's eyebrows. A short, thin, black man threw himself out of the darkness and murdered. The person grows short and thin and unremarkable, but a sword stabbed out, the air actually sounded the thunder of the rumble, and the bronze crest was embroidered on the right cuff. The strength of the body fluctuated and powerful, and it was a master of the monk!
Xuan Dingmen, Ben Lei epee!
The black man’s shot is the lore of Xuan Dingmen’s lore. He’s not merciless when he starts, and he can’t wait to see Ye Chuan’s corpse!
"Good swordsmanship, who are you?" Ye Chuan's body swayed in a row, flashing the epee that screamed, and his face was dignified.
"Xuan Dingmen's disciple, Hong Lie!"
The black man shouted loudly, his voice was sharp and harsh, and he swung his sword. He stabbed it again with a sword. The attack was like a wave and the waves were higher than one wave. "The kid, originally, this son is still preparing to let you live two more. God, kill you again on the big contest. Now, if you are looking for death, then send you on the road!"
The thunder of Hulong’s thunder suddenly became dense. In a moment, the black man’s Hong Lie slammed out the seventeen swords, and the sword sword stabbed the key to Ye Chuan.
As a disciple of Zongmen, his cultivation is much more powerful than Ye Chuan. In the young generation of the three major sects, perhaps only the Wuyimen disciple can be compared with him!