【Oh, he is dead.】

Su Feng has a cold face.

Oh, only a dog who knows about falling in love.

Bai Mo broke a purple bamboo branch in his hand, gently avoiding the purple bamboo thorns shot out of the formation, and tapped the ground with the purple bamboo branches. His body was as light as a swallow's feet without traces, avoiding the formation trap on the ground, his expression was not at all panic, and he said slowly:

"Wukong, you're naughty again."

[No kidding, if you don’t go over at the first three o’clock direction, he will be dead.] Su Feng said cruelly, coldly and ruthlessly, [When the time comes, you can just go to guide a corpse, hehehehe~]

“…”

Bai Mo: "…Si Mo?"

She whispered in a tentative voice.

[Want to know?] Su Feng continued to giggle for a moment, and then immediately turned his back on him: [I won't tell you! I'll suffocate you to death!]

Bai Mo: "..."

Oh, you are so arrogant, you are so great.

The formation set up by the Purple Bamboo Forest may be exquisite and wonderful for Chinese cultivators, but in Bai Mo's eyes, it is not very difficult to crack.

She avoided several formations and trapped in, and Yi Yi walked into the center of the purple bamboo forest.

In the purple bamboo forest, the boy in a wheelchair was flawless in white clothes, with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows, which was so beautiful and beautiful.

He closed his eyes, and his slender and beautiful eye feathers drooped gently, as if he was sleeping deeply and as if he was sleeping. His skin, which was so snowy, was crystal clear and pale and transparent under the golden sunlight, as if a gust of wind blew, the boy could become an immortal and pass away with the wind.

Just so happened that a gust of wind blew, and the thin and thin boy in white was not blown away, but a few light purple bamboo leaves were blown away.

The light purple bamboo leaves fell down, one fell between the boy's black hair, one fell on the boy's flawless shoulders, and one fell on his wheelchair's legs...

The scenery is picturesque and the characters are amazing.

At this moment, the beauty was suffocating and the wind seemed to stop.

There was no sound of the breeze blowing, the purple bamboo forest was so quiet that it could hear her heartbeat and breathing, and there was also a heartbeat and breathing sound, which shone together, as if the notes in the distance were echoing...

However, another heartbeat and breathing sound were very weak.

And, with an increasingly weak trend, it is rapidly declining...

The cultivator is already smart in his ears and eyes, and now he is at the peak of the fifth level of the Qi Refining Period. He can naturally detect the changes in the heartbeat and breathing of the boy in white.

She frowned slightly.

Su Feng glanced at the white-clothed boy sitting in a wheelchair and said with some gloating pleasure: [Look, I'll say he's dead.]

"No, you have to add a 'fast' in front of you - he is about to die. But..." Bai Mo refuted Su Feng, and his bright red lips raised a confident and confident arc. "When you meet me, the King of Hell wants him to die in the third update, I insist on keeping someone until the fifth update."

[Which spicy chicken gives you confidence, you will definitely save him?]

Su Feng's tone was extremely cold, like a strict father being refuted by his daughter, or with... other emotions.

"Huh? Have you forgotten Dad Tong?" Bai Mo raised his eyes slightly, flew out a curve in an ablation, and said in surprise: "...My courage and confidence have always been given to me by you! How can you sing that song? You are my greatest courage and luck..."

After humming a few lines of self-composed lyrics, she finally summarized it perfectly and said:
Chapter completed!