You An, who was working with Qiu Shui over there, saw the scratches on You Ming's face, and there was a trace of hostility between his brows. Even Qiu Shui didn't care about it. He returned to You Ming and called out in a low voice: "Ming."

You Ming raised a hand, "I've suffered a loss myself, and I'll get it back myself. Dark, you don't have to interfere."

The dark glanced at Wen Ran rather ruthlessly. He didn't force it in the end, but when he attacked Qiushui again, his moves were obviously much more ruthless.

On the ground at You Ming's feet, there are inexplicably many tree buds that have broken out of the ground. This lively scene seems a little weird in the dark.

You Ming said with a smile: "Even if the saint is disfigured and missing a leg, as long as the hand is still there, there should be no problem in serving Wang Shu."

Wen Ran raised the spirit of 120,000 points, and she clenched the sword in her hand, "You should try it, I am the one who ruined my face and lost my legs, or your little saplings will be used as fertilizer for other flowers and plants first. ."

After exchanging some harsh words, the tree buds grew wildly, and the vines swept over the sky and covered the earth.

The thorns on the vines are very sharp, and people can't help but suspect that if they are entangled by the vines, they will be disabled.

Wen Ran took two steps back, swung out her sword, and knocked back the rushing vine by an inch.

The dense network of vines spread out, and You Ming's unmoving figure appeared for a while. His seemingly innocent, seductive face still had a smile on his face.

The next moment, all the vines returned to the appearance of a dense net, and came towards Wen Ran again.

Wen Ran has indeed become more courageous recently. For example, now, judging from the situation, she shouldn't anger the twins, but she doesn't like to suffer.

She slashed the vine that was trying to attack her face from midair with a sword, and the kitten guarding her side swiped away the thorny vine that was trying to get around her with a single paw.

This person and cat cooperate very well, and it can be regarded as a miracle.

But going on for a long time is not the way. Wen Ran tried to get close to You Ming several times, but was blocked by the vines surrounding him.

Judging from You Ming's skills, he should be a long-range mage. Generally speaking, mage is crispy, and she has to find a way to attack.

On the other side, Qiu Shui was also overwhelmed, and his clones were lacking in skills.

The blades collided, wiping out a flash of fire.

The dark is just like his name, he is like a ghost in the dark, his figure is like a ghost, and it is difficult to capture the breath of his existence. When he realizes his existence, his ultimate move has already arrived at the opponent's side.

Qiushui rarely found a space to explain, "You guys really misunderstood, I didn't want to be disrespectful to your Wang Shu, it was all misunderstanding, I am the person who respects the customs of different places! How could I go on purpose? What about destroying your king tree?"

What responded to her was a dark sword light.

Qiushui avoided, and said again: "I'm telling the truth, how hurtful it is to fight and kill? If we sit down and have a good chat, talk about life, and talk about ideals, you will find that this world is like this. beautiful."

The dark figure disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was behind Qiushui.

Qiu Shui hurriedly turned around and blocked with his sword, but unexpectedly hit him in the palm of his hand.

Qiushui took a few steps back, and she was sore and angry, "They are all young people, can you not be so angry?"

The gloomy eyes were slightly cold, and he finally spoke unbearably, "Noisy."

I've never seen someone who says so much nonsense in a fight!

The battlefield is divided into two, both of which are full of crises.

Wen Ran's physical strength was weak. After cutting off a piece of vine that was about to wrap her feet, she panted slightly.

Several times, she seemed to be unable to lift the sword, but she didn't know what belief was supporting her. Whenever the vines were about to get tangled, she would grit her teeth and lift the sword.

After fighting for so long, You Ming still seemed to stay out of it, not even a drop of sweat, he tried to persuade, "If the Holy Maiden fights again, it won't change any result, it's better to give up early, to save time wasted."

Wen Ran unceremoniously stepped on a section of the vine.

You Ming said again: "The saintess can also rest assured, for the sake of the same clan, we will definitely not harm the saintess, at most we just peeled off the saintess's face, or asked for a leg of the saintess."

There was a thin layer of sweat on Wen Ran's forehead, but she said not to be outdone: "I heard that orchids can also be used to make tea, why don't you first ask your Excellency to donate a few flowers generously, and let us drink tea, and then we can think about how to make tea." Don't give up on things."

You Ming's expression suddenly became strange.

Wen Ran realized later, she only focused on speaking harshly, as if she had forgotten that flowers had a special meaning to plants like them.

So, she added cautiously: "I really just said making tea, absolutely nothing else."

You Ming smiled, "Could it be that the saint has thought of something else?"

All the vines turned into sharp swords, and the tops floating in the air were very sharp. If they were stabbed, a hole would really be pierced out of the body.

But Wen Ran seized an opportunity.

While all the vines were rushing towards her from the air, she did something enough to make people criticize her as a cultivator but shameless.

She threw out her cat.

That's right, throw it.

You Ming looked at the cat that was rushing towards his face, the wound on his face reminded him to avoid it subconsciously.

He did avoid it, but at the same time, Wen Ran also rolled over from the ground, avoiding the vines that pierced deeply into the ground one by one, and she raised her sword towards You Ming with a body of mud, "You Stop it, or I'll cut off your stamens!"

The tip of her sword was pointing at the position below the young man's waist.

The wind was also silent for a while.

All the vines coming towards the girl stopped in mid-air.

But the white corner of the clothes on the tip of the sword moved slightly, and if it got a little closer, the things under the clothes disappeared.

The coldness of the sword tip also seems to be transmitted at this moment.

This kind of cold is definitely enough for everyone to feel, a kind of cold that is uncomfortable from the bone.

Wen Ran was still lying on the ground, maintaining a threatening posture.

The white kitten that was thrown out earlier had already landed gracefully. It walked over slowly, as if strolling in a garden, and finally stopped at Wen Ran's hand holding the sword. It glanced at the motionless ghost, and walked slowly He licked his paw.

It is very doubtful that if the cat's paw moved a little bit, and the sword in the girl's hand moved a little bit, it would really cause an embarrassing situation.

Seeing that An An suddenly stopped, Qiu Shui hurried to Wen Ran's side, and looked at Wen Ran with a strange and admiring gaze.