"Don't worry about the jujube tree." Fan Wujiu picked up a small flower pot on the book, "Here."

Xie Bi'an came over and looked at it, sneered, "Is this the brave land god? A mere vegetative monster, dare to attack my Lord, Pluto, damn it!"

Fan Wujiu glanced at him: "Be careful that someone would hear him. No one knows the whereabouts of his master except you and me, and you must not reveal the secrets of heaven."

"I know." Xie Bi'an's voice lowered a little, then sighed, "We can't protect our master. Fortunately, there is that little aunt by his side, otherwise it will be more worrying!"

As he said, he reached out and pulled the ginseng out of the flower pot, and a cold murderous intent flashed across his face: "Damn it, you dare to hurt my master, I will let you lose your soul and never be reincarnated forever!"

"It's all right." Fan Wujiu said coldly, "She is now in Ruan Ling's hands. If she takes her life, it will inevitably bring trouble to Ruan Ling."

"It's really hard to relieve my hatred if I don't destroy her!" A cold light flashed in Xie Bi'an's eyes and his fingers were pressing.

A glimmer of light flew away from the ginseng.

The whole plant of ginseng suddenly lost its spirituality and became depressed.

Fan Wujiu looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.

There was a rumbling sound in the distance of the sky.

Ruan Ling and Hua Hanxiang in the cave immediately noticed the movement here.

They looked at each other, picked up their skirts and put them on, and rushed towards them together.

Ruan Ling shouted, "Who is there?"

"It's not good, the difficult person is here, leave!" Xie Bi'an threw away the ginseng casually and pulled Fan Wujiu away quickly.

As soon as their figures disappeared, Ruan Ling arrived here.

She looked around and frowned: "The person ran away."

Hua Hanxiang glanced at the ground: "What is that?"

Ruan Ling saw that the ginseng spirit was pulled out and thrown on the ground, looking half dead, so she quickly picked it up and said in surprise: "What's going on?"

Hua Hanxiang looked at it and shook her head: "I don't know who the person is, but she actually crushed the spiritual character of this ginseng spirit."

"What, her divine nature is gone?"

"Yes." Hua Hanxiang looked solemn, "and it was crushed directly in a very rough way. It was a blessing that the ginseng still had a life."

Ruan Ling looked at the ginseng spirit: "Then is it possible for her to practice and transform into shape?"

"The possibility is not great." Hua Hanxiang said, "The most important thing is spirituality in plants and trees. The spirituality of this ginseng essence has dissipated. It is difficult to achieve success in cultivation. I don't know who it is, but it is so cruel."

Ruan Ling was also suspicious.

She woke up the pure girl and asked them, but they didn't know anything.

Zhiman rushed over and scolded them.

Ruan Ling stopped her and said, "This is not their fault. Although I don't know who came, I should be a very powerful person, even I can't beat it. Fortunately, I only hurt this ginseng, and everything else is fine. You all go back and rest."

After they left, Ruan Ling replanted the ginseng into the flower pot.

Hua Hanxiang said: "Although your Jiuqiu Mountain is a good place, there is no obstacle at all. Anyone can come. It's too unsafe."

Ruan Ling's heart moved and turned her head to look at her: "I want to create a powerful formation or restriction like Wan Jushan, but I don't have the ability to do the same as Pu Zihuang."

"You are so stupid." Hua Hanxiang mocked her, "You have no way to set it up, so you can ask someone from here to help you."

"Where do I know such a great person?"
Chapter completed!