Chapter 559: Peach

"Be careful!"
Lan Ying also made a reminder at the same time, her witch is a long hook, which can be used to lock the opponent's magic weapons.
Unexpectedly, this stream of light is soft and abnormal. Lan Ying's witch clearly distinguishes this sudden light, and the streamer is light and rounded around the long hook, making her blockless.
It was such a flash of fire, I saw that Lan Ying had no time to stop, and that stream of light fell on Jia He’s body, and he wrapped him up with a big flower, but he was still moving there.
However, Jia and the face of the wind cone still rushed toward him without stopping. Jia and avoiding inevitable, can only watch his body pierced, pierced, and torn by the wind cone until the final consciousness. Fall into the abyss.
The tacit understandings of the two human monks who never knew each other at the moment of life and death were simply amazing. The two men joined forces to strike not only to relieve the monks from being besieged by the trio, but also to succeed in killing each other. One person makes the strength of both sides return to balance in the first place.
This time, instead of Lan Ying and the old poisonous two people, Yang Junshan stood under a giant peach tree several hundred feet away. After the monk who broke out of the convergence of the wind cone, the whole person looked pale. There is a lot of embarrassment between the looks.
Yang Junshan calmly stepped forward two steps, the person has already walked to the side of the monk, standing side by side with him, facing the opposite of Lan Ying and the old poisonous two foreign monks.
The monk straightened up and looked at Yang Junshan on his face, sulking: "This time it is a loss, and cheaper makes you guys take it."
Yang Junshan is in the right direction: "The brothers and the Taiwanese say this, and the brothers and sisters have never seen it with their own eyes. How do you know the benefits?"
The monk did not say: "You guys, clearly accounted for the cheap and sold, this Red Mist Hill, except for a few combined domain monks will leave you and me, who are you and who?"
Yang Junshan asked: "How does Xiongtai know that the Terran monks in the Red Mist Mountain will only have you and me, and Xiongtai has seen it again? Moreover, now the life of Xiongtai is saved for the next, if it is done in the bottom Brother Xiongtai also died, and what are the benefits for him?"
The monk immediately grievances whispered: "There is no heaven, the benefits are taken away by the white, and a few grievances make people unable to speak, hey, yes, what do you call?

Yang Junshan did not know whether this person really had no heart, or deliberately pretended to do so, but he still replied: "In the next Yuzhou Yang Junshan!"
"Yuzhou people are embarrassed," the monk apparently had some unbelief. It was obviously closer to Liangzhou, but far away from Yuzhou. However, he nodded his head and said: "In the next breeze, one is a mess."
Yang Junshan naturally sees the suspicion in the eyes of the breeze, but he is too lazy to explain, but after hearing that he called himself a "disintegration", this seriously looked at his eyes.
Just as the Qingfeng real person faced the situation of the siege of three foreign monks such as Lan Ying, Yang Junshan was able to see it for a long time, and could persist for so long under the siege of three foreign monks, even if it was called a true monk of any big gate. It’s just that.
At least Yang Junshan is unable to hold up when facing the siege of the three foreign monks. Of course, if Yang Junshan’s cultivation is the same as Xuan’s, he will say it.
"Did you both finish?"
After Yang Junshan and the Qingfeng real people met, the two of them were chilling, and the look of Lan Ying and the old poisoned face became more and more gloomy. In the end, Lan Ying couldn’t help himself, and interrupted the words of the two. .
The two men were slightly stunned, looking at the two foreign monks on the opposite side, but listening to the Lan Ying Shen Sheng: "Who are you two killing Yuan Kong?"
Although the two men initially smothered the magic and repaired Jia with a tacit cooperation, they did not even know what the other party called when they saw the face. Obviously the two were not a group, so they killed Yuankong and got the Red Mist Mountain. The news should also have only one talent pair.
A thing that was originally worthy of the present is now a branch, and a small group of five people has now degraded three members, and the belonging of the desired things has become uncertain.
Yang Junshan and the breeze, you see me, I see you, it seems that no one has answered the interest, Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head at this time, looking at the old poison that Lan Ying has been silent.
Looking at Yang Junshan's expression like a smile, the face of the old poison that was originally covered by many ornamentation was slightly discolored. The breeze on the side noticed that Yang Junshan had a different look and could not help but ask: "What?"
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "This barbarian friend seems to have studied the poisonous magical powers..."
The breeze suddenly jumped up and said: "What, did you just show the poisonous magic, how did I not find it?"
The breeze really stumbled, and looked at Yang Junshan strangely: "How did you find out?"
Yang Junshan did not return: "You even enter this red misty mountain, facing the sky, the peach blossoms and fog are not afraid, are you afraid of other poisonous magical powers?"
Yang Junshan found that the idea of ​​the breeze seems to be off-line, so he did not wait for him to say that Yang Junshan would go straight to the opposite witch monk Lan Ying: "So what is the charter of the witch friend?"
Lan Ying sneered and said: "There is only one thing left and right. The people of my Malays have always fought and fought, who are they afraid of?"
Yang Junshan smashed his mouth and ran straight from the top of the mountain to the canopy of several hundred acres of giant peach trees.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The breeze sees the sky and rises up, chasing Yang Junshan.
"Looking for peaches, you ventured into the Red Mist Mountain this time, isn't it for the sake of peaches?"
When Yang Junshan spoke, he took out a storage bag from his arms and shook his hand. When the Yuan magnetic treasure light swept over, the huge spiritual fruit produced on the tree was instantly collected into the storage bag.
"Ah, Peach, this red misty mountain has peaches?" The breeze shouted, and then said: "That, I actually want to find a lightning striker in the peach forest to refine a pickpocket. The magic weapon is coming."
Yang Junshan bowed, but his hands were not idle, and Yuan Baobao swept away, and dozens of Lingtao, who had the size of a child, were collected.
The breeze is strange and strange: "You are not looking for 蟠 peach, how is it that all the peaches are confusing, can't the peaches of this tree be peaches?"
Yang Junshan glanced at him, but the action on his hand did not stop, but asked: "How long can you stay in this red foggy mountain?"
The Qingfeng real person did not have any dissatisfaction with Yang Junshan's transfer topic. He replied with a sigh of relief: "After an hour, the peach blossoms here are too powerful. If you have a long time, you can't stay, but if you can find lightning strikes this time, you can find lightning. Made into a magic weapon, you can't be afraid to enter this red misty mountain."
Yang Junshan glanced at Lan Ying and Lao Duo under the tree. These two seem to have guessed what Yang Junshan was going to do, and he began to come to the canopy. Obviously he had to learn Yang Junshan’s method, so he went on. : "Do you have the ability to see the direction of the peach?"
The breeze stunned and said: "There is nothing, but..."
"But it's too long to see the direction of the real peach. Unless you start with a peach, you don't have time to test every moment on the giant peach tree."
The breeze suddenly understood it and said: "So since there is no time to find the real peach, you simply pick up the full peaches, and then go back and verify?"
Yang Junshan gave up his mouth and said: "If you don't want to help, then two-thirds of this Lingtao may be gotten by these two extraterrestrial monks."
In the blink of an eye, Lan Ying saw that Lan Ying was just shaking it on a branch. The dozens of peaches on this branch fell into her bag. As for the old poisonous means, it looked It will be inferior, but the speed is certainly not slow.
The two apparently have already understood the purpose of Yang Junshan and began to collect the peaches on this giant peach tree.
The breeze sees the human voice: "Look at me, I will pick it up!"
His body shape winds and walks among the canopies. When passing through the nearby Lingtao, the wind will take these peaches away by the way. After a while, there are dozens of big peaches under the breeze. Holding a long line, and as he turned to open a storage bag, the long line of this spirit peach fell into it.
The huge canopy of this giant peach tree on the top of the mountain covers almost tens of acres of squares. Together with the canopy of the canopy, four monks are scattered among them, and they are quickly covered by dense foliage, even the sound. They all cover a lot, and almost no one knows who's specific location.
Yang Junshan shuttled among the canopies, because it was his first hand, so the number of harvested peaches was not so small, and he had picked about a few hundred.
At this time, the picking of the peaches on the giant peach tree has been left by the four people. The four people often collide with each other in the canopy, but they all maintain restraint.
Yang Junshan walked through the branches and leaves. From the far side, there were still two or three peaches swaying between the branches and leaves. It should be leaked, and a metamagnetic light would be extended from the fingertips. I want to take these three peaches off.
But when the Yuanbaobao just touched three peaches, the whole giant peach tree suddenly swayed. In the surprised eyes of Yang Junshan, the three peaches suddenly began to shrink, and the original peaches were The child became crumpled, leaving only the peach core wrapped in a dry skin.
Not only that, but the original lush canopy, when a cluster of peach leaves began to yellow and fell, the green oily branches gradually lost their luster, slowly becoming like the old bark that lost moisture The dead branches.