On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing felt that after so many years, he had seen the dog on his body.

The lotus mist barrier is strong and quiet, what heroes save the beauty, what Xie Wuwang does with his bare hands, does not exist, does not exist at all.

The start of a mushroom, life depends on crying?

Ning Qingqing: "..."

The gusty wind blew his face and Mao Junjun, who raised his arms, looked like a **** bat, and immediately rushed to the front.

Before she arrived, a strong smell of body had already hit her full.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

Don't panic, hold on... Steady fart!

Her eyes condensed slightly, her legs bent, and she fell back softly.

Mao Yingjun slid close and saw Ning Qingqing slam into the stone steps, and his pair of pure black bat eyes immediately burst into a more evil yin light.

He fits into a vertical position, his body is flat and horizontal, and he wants to press her underneath him.

At this close distance, Ning Qingqing saw his expression even more clearly. Mao Yingjun at this moment has no human expression. He licked his upper lip, his nose flared, his tongue stuck out obliquely, and pointed in the direction of her mouth.

……gross!

If she was kissed by this thing, she could spit out the hyphae on the spot.

The back is hard.

Encountered a stone step! The timing is right!

Ning Qingqing raised her right hand abruptly, and the hyphae that swayed out were very accustomed to condensing into a large mushroom with the umbrella cap closed, and threw it hard along the path of Mao Yingjun's pounce-the strong and powerful stem bends, twitches, and fist The ordinary mushroom head "bang" hit the middle of Mao Yingjun's splayed legs.

With the strength of his own pounce, Mushroom gave him a hard ride.

I saw Mao Yingjun's calm take-off body crashing into the cave passage behind him with a "rumble".

Ning Qingqing got up, dragged her big mushroom, and rushed towards the giant blue lotus below.

"Lianhua, save me! He is so terrible..."

She slammed her nose against the huge lotus petals, and a large cloud of powdery fragrant lotus mist covered her whole body.

"Hurry up, remove this barrier and let Xie Wuwang come over!" She slapped the thick lotus petals with her palms.

Mao Yingjun is a high-ranking monk of Hedao, even if he is in a bad state at the moment, he can still show the strength of the low-rank Hedao.

And she was just a mushroom that had just been promoted to the early stage of Void Refining, and the strength gap between the two sides was as great as the sky. He only succeeded in a single blow, because handsome Mao was completely unprepared.

She just took the opportunity to get a moment of respite, and she couldn't hurt him at all.

"Take down the barrier, hurry up!" She slapped the lotus petals sharply.

The huge Qinglian shook his head, regretfully expressing to Ning Qingqing that it was helpless.

The only help it can provide is-shaking the lotus leaves ‘swiftly’, creating a tense atmosphere and a sense of urgency, reminding Ning Qingqing that she is about to die.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

On the other side of the cave, Mao Yingjun has walked out of the rock pile.

Ning Qingqing raised his mushroom vigilantly.

The strong and strong mushroom rod flicked fiercely and stood in front of him.

Seeing the giant condensed from the mycelium before her eyes, her expression couldn't help being sluggish.

This thing...this thing! What is this stuff?

Was she really just having amnesia a while ago instead of losing her mind?

If she remembers correctly, she once threw such a mushroom to the sky through Xume mustard seeds, and said without shame to Futuzi and Yu Yuyan that she learned this from Xie Wuwang?

Ning Qingqing seemed to be slashed by thunder.

...Some mushrooms are still alive, but in fact she is already dead.

When the thought passed, Mao Yingjun rushed forward again.

The smelly wind blows on his face, and where this person passes, the fragrant lotus mist is faintly blackened by him.

Just now, Ning Qingqing had already noticed that Mao Handsome's eyes had completely turned into pure black. At this moment, the winding magic patterns overflowed from the corners of his eyes, covering the upper half of his face.

People with magic lines on their faces will become ugly.

Mao Yingjun, on the contrary, looks more pleasing to the eye with the magic lines on his face.

The magic pattern is exposed, this is the appearance of enchantment.

After entering the demon, he can no longer recover, but since then loses his mind and completely becomes a monster.

In this way, I am afraid that he won't get any valuable information from him.

Ning Qingqing frowned and thought--is it because of the influence of the lotus mist that caused Mao Yingjun to lose control of the devilish poison in his body?

The thought flickered, and the enchanted Mao Yingjun had been culled to the front.

Ning Qingqing smashed the mushrooms at him, and at the same time kept moving, grabbing the lotus petals, and crawling on top of the giant lotus.

"boom!"

A terrifying shock came along the mycelium. When the condensed mushroom hit Mao Yingjun, Ning Qingqing's chest seemed to be hammered, and the sweet blood poured into her throat, and she forcibly swallowed it.

She didn't dare to shake Mao's handsome strength. When the mushroom was hit, she had already scattered it into a pile of hyphae, floating loosely and loosely.

This is so, the sharp spiritual power of the metal monk still hurt her.

The mycelium was broken a lot, and the tip pierced fiercely.

She is not afraid of pain.

In every battle between her and Evil Spore, she fought for her life. She was accustomed to beating and tempering. The pain did not affect her ability to act and judge.

While the lotus mist was overflowing and the mycelium was flying away, she quickly hid her body.

Mao Yingjun mouthed, twisted his neck slowly, looking around for her figure.

She knew that once caught by him, he would definitely use her poor body to satisfy the two different desires of eating and breeding at the same time.

Ning Mushroom carefully hid himself in the gap between the two closed lotus petals, little by little, gently retracting the hyphae floating in the distance.

She turned her mind quickly, thinking about the way to save her life.

Mao Yingjun's spiritual power is gold, and his body is strengthened by gold spiritual power, and it is as hard as fine iron. There is only a dead end to head-to-head with him.

Before he came up with a charter, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of Mao Yingjun's figure.

The area around the giant lotus was full of dense lotus mist, and the field of vision was slightly shaken and blurred. Ning Qingqing's mind was slightly frightened, and when she looked closely, she found that Mao Yingjun had disappeared in place!

Her cold hair "brushed" stood up at once, and the back of her head was chilly.

Without thinking about it, she didn't dare to pause for the slightest moment, and immediately condensed a mushroom and smashed behind her back.

"boom!"

The mushroom with all senses hit a face covered with black magic patterns.

Mao Yingjun really came behind her!

If she hesitated for a moment, she would definitely be caught by him!

Ning Qingqing fell to the ground with the force of a counter shock, and when she retracted the hyphae, her fear was like a tide, and it came over in hindsight, causing her limbs to numb slightly and her heart palpitations.

She raised her head and saw Mao Yingjun quietly crawling between the lotus petals, revealing evil and weirdness everywhere.

She knew that the magic poison was completely eroding and transforming him.

He will become something stronger than the Demon King and similar to the Demon King, but this thing does not have the high-level taste of the Demon King, he will only eat her alive.

Her luck is truly incredible!

Seeing Mao Yingjun fit and fly down, Ning Qingqing anxiously negotiated with the green giant lotus.

"Barrier, dismantle, understand?"

It slowly shook the lotus petals, indicating that there was more than enough energy.

Mao Yingjun's speed is getting faster and faster, like a stream of black sewage, with a strong stench, flying down, getting closer and closer to Ning Qingqing.

She used mycelium to wrap around the tip of the lotus valve, and quickly swept up and down the giant lotus with the pulling force of the hyphae, avoiding Mao Yingjun's chase dangerously.

On two occasions, he grabbed her dress with his hand and "stabled" the long cloth with a ruler.

The clothes were broken, and her poor little heart was horrified.

Ning Qingqing couldn't help thinking of her previous complaints--

‘The beautiful goddess fought hard to resist the mad thief, exhausted her strength, her clothes were torn, her half-covered body collapsed softly in the arms of the hero...’

Sinister!

It should be on your own body!

What's more tragic is that the barrier is solid, and it doesn't look like a hero is breaking the wall.

The melancholy mushroom dodges a devil's claw, and flies by, eagerly said to Qinglian: "Lian mist sprays him, all right?!"

This is simple, the giant lotus shook the lotus petals.

The communication between higher creatures is always very magical. It is obviously the same action, but it can clearly convey different meanings.

In an instant, the mind was connected.

Ning Qingqing's eyes condensed, and the mycelium contained enough earthworm fluctuations, and quickly swept towards the giant lotus.

Three feet...

Two feet...

One foot...

Suddenly heard a sharp cry from behind his head.

A biting metal blade wind hits.

She stooped quickly to avoid it, and the gale swept past almost against her back, arousing a tremor of fear. It was an instinctive fear wandering at the border of life and death. Under amazement, his pupils contracted unconsciously, and everything in front of him seemed to slow down.

She turned her head very slowly and saw a big hole cracked in the palm of Mao Yingjun's right hand, and a black and hideous spike came out of the hole and shot straight at her.

"Hey."

Her back suddenly tightened, and her movements were slightly fettered.

Although her body had been avoided, the robe floated in the same place for a moment, pierced by the black demon thorn.

She was hung up.

Ning Qingqing felt Mao Yingjun raise his other hand and grabbed her fiercely.

It seemed too late to escape with the torn collar.

She took a deep breath.

A mushroom umbrella suddenly opened behind him!

At the same time, the mycelium slammed forward and swept a sincere earthworm into the giant lotus!

"Spray him!"

"Boom! Puncture—"

The umbrella shield behind her was torn apart, most of the force was removed, and part of it still fell on her.

She received a dull slap on her back, and her nasal cavity was affected by a cold concussion, and physiological tears burst into her eyes.

This force instantly tore the back collar hung on the devil thorn to pieces, and Ning Qingqing took advantage of the momentum and rolled to the other side of the giant lotus, just to avoid the fresh lotus mist sprayed by the giant lotus.

This lotus mist is obviously different.

After receiving all the earthworm fluctuations, the entire cyan giant lotus was trembling and convulsing, and the action of spraying lotus mist was like a string of earth-shattering sneezes.

It trembled, and gave all these unbearable fluctuations to Mao Yingjun.

Ning Qingqing rolled aside, and after spitting out a mouthful of congestion, the pain in her chest was relieved a lot.

She ignored her body, but hurriedly raised her head to look at Mao Yingjun.

The lotus mist that contained enough earthworm fluctuations completely surrounded him. He had lost his mind at this moment, and would not notice what was wrong with the lotus mist. He just licked his upper lip, opened his nose, and sucked the lotus mist into his body.

Accept all orders as they are, very sensible to praise.

Ning Qingqing held the beating heart, panting lightly, and slowly moved her body behind the giant lotus.

Mao Yingjun raised his leg to pursue.

Step out!

"Pumping, pounding..." Ning Qingqing heard her heartbeat ringing in her ears, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be condensed in her eyes. His eyes didn't even dared to blink, staring at Mao Yingjun's movements.

I saw his calf traverse a tortuous arc, taking a catwalk enchantingly.

Even with his entire body twisted out of a big wave, the traveling speed slowed more than ten times.

"Huh...hehehe!"

Ning Qingqing's expression relaxed, and she raised her hand and patted her chest.

A needle-like tingling pain immediately came from the chest that was just shattered by the metallic spiritual power, and the pain made her wrinkle her face.

Ning Qingqing: "..." Am I hurting myself?

She raised her sleeves and wiped the blood from the corners of her lips.

Grabbing the lotus petals, she crawled up, and then quickly protruded the hyphae, rolling over the vines that had fallen from the cliffs in all directions.

Mushrooms will always take advantage of all favorable conditions around them wisely.

Last time, she used the mouths that bite on the vines to deal with Yin Chaofeng.

This time, vines wrapped around the enchanting handsome Mao, following the arc he twisted, wrapping him round and round, moving forward with him without hindering his movements.

Mao Yingjun noticed these vines for the first time. He lowered his head, twisted his waist and hooked his arms, and easily tore off the vines.

There is no threat.

It's just plain vines.

After repeating it several times, Mao Junjun no longer paid attention to these harmless vines. Instead, with his waist and hips, he crawled up the lotus petals like cartilaginous animals and pursued Ning Qingqing with all his strength.

Ning Qingqing continued to direct the giant lotus to spit out earthworm lotus mist at him, while spreading out the hyphae, mixing her extremely flexible hyphae into the vines, circle after circle, secretly crossing the Chencang quietly, wrapping it a little bit. Handsome Mao. Wrists, ankles, forearms, calves... waist, chest, neck...

Circle after circle... entangled closely, getting thicker and thicker.

A chopstick is easy to fold, a chopstick, a large chopstick... you can't hold it in your hand.

Ning Qingqing dodged between the lotus petals, chasing after her Mao Yingjun was entangled with more and more vines, and his body was close to the Buddha.

Occasionally, he raised his right palm, and pierced out the thorns of the golden spirit power to randomly cut the vines.

Ning Qingqing dexterously directed the hyphae, manipulating the vines to avoid them.

From time to time, a few broken mycelium and vines will slowly fall, but after you chase me and escape, Mao Yingjun was successfully entangled into two floating butchers.

Ning Qingqing was not impatient or impatient, and carefully controlled the hyphae, which did not hinder Mao Yingjun's movements and tricked him to relax his vigilance even more.

The turquoise vines divide and recombine in the lotus mist, like extremely flexible snakes, and like dense tides.

After experiencing battles with evil spores, her spirit control methods are even more proficient.

Mao Yingjun was entangled into five floating tuzi.

"collapse--"

The old vines on the four walls were all straightened, and the chubby Mao Yingjun big sepak takraw was taken to the center of the court, dangling in the air.

It is too late to struggle now.

The mycelium is tightly twisted among the vines, sharing the power of Mao Yingjun's thumping for them.

Ju Lian continued to spit out the earthworm lotus mist at him, Mao Yingjun's resistance turned into enchanting ripples, slowly fluctuating along the vines.

The right palm and the sharp magic thorn are firmly fixed, no matter how hard it is swiped, the tip of the thorn can only move an inch, without lethality.

Mao Yingjun, who was as fat as five floating butchers, only had a ugly face, which was embedded in the sepak takraw ball.

The dust is settled!

Ning Qingqing finally let out a long breath and shook the hyphae in her hand, her face was full of villains.

She turned around with a smile, raised her white paws, and gave a high-five to the big lotus to celebrate the victory——

"boom!"

There was a tremor, the earth shook the mountains.

Ning Qingqing was almost knocked over to the ground.

She looked at her delicate hand like a ghost.

Did she do this?

In the next instant, her expression froze in amazement.

I saw the isolation barrier across the lotus heart burst into red and shattered, an inch by inch like a mirror, falling toward the ground.

Every broken mirror reflected her gleaming eyes.

The barrier is broken.

The other pharmacist Lianhua mirror behind the mirror appeared clearly in front of her eyes little by little.

The first thing Ning Qingqing saw were Xie Wuwang's indifferent eyes.

He stood on the other side of the barrier, with a cold white hand slowly retracted into his wide sleeves, his posture could be described as graceful.

The fragmented and cracked dust dragged a slight trail, following his movements and was dissipating.

He really took down the barrier.

It's just that this story is completely different from the story in the story.

Xie Wuwang and Ning Qingqing met.

Yu Guang could see the scene behind each other clearly.

Xie Wuwang: "?!"

Ning Qingqing: "?!"