Chapter 1981 Is that a ghost fruit?

"Listen to this creepy voice." Li Luo replied with a wry smile.

He also didn't expect to meet so unluckily this time, and there were so many of them.

One, two, or a few are not scary, but a large area is really scary!

Otherwise, the practitioners around would not have fled in such a panic.

Ye Feixuan on the side saw Ye Feiran and Murong Lingji looking back frequently. They were obviously interested in the poison on the black bird, but now is not the time.

"Aran, Mr. Murong, groups of blackbirds are difficult to deal with. Don't be caught up by them. Otherwise, as long as you stay in the swamp of death, they will look for you for a day."

Hearing these words, Ye Feiran and Murong Lingji lost their thoughts in an instant, and the speed was faster than before.

It's a pity that because of the order of the crocodile, the black bird's target is Ye Feiran, so no matter how many practitioners are around, their large army still follows Ye Feiran and his party.

Regarding this, Ye Feiran was speechless for a while, and hurriedly said, "Everyone run separately, the target of the black bird is me."

"Aran, I will accompany you." Ye Feixuan said immediately.

"No need, Mu Lin can just come with us." Ye Feiran replied.

Ye Feixuan: "..."

She took a look at Ye Mulin, and ran directly in Ye Han's direction.

Seeing this, Li Luo also followed, and Sikong Jing and Hao Zicun were no exception.

Ye Han was also worried about Ye Feiran, but Murong Lingji's words made her dispel the idea of being with Ye Feiran in the past.

"The emperor is here, these black birds can't hurt the empress, let alone the empress doesn't want you to go there."

"Okay!" Ye Han nodded in response, she didn't want to think deeply, for fear that she would be a hindrance in the past.

Sure enough, after they ran in different directions, they threw off the black bird in a short while.

At the same time, Murong Lingji became interested in the poison on the black bird again, and directly stared at the alone black bird.

Ye Han rolled his eyes and couldn't help reminding, "Mr. Murong, Ran'er is also interested in black birds."

"Don't worry, Han'er, I'll catch a few more." Murong Lingji replied immediately, and he would naturally not miss the opportunity to show his favor.

Ye Feiran and Ye Mulin have been pursued by a large group of blackbirds.

However, there are also escaped practitioners around, and the two of them dare not hide in the mysterious space at all.

"Mu Lin, it's not an option to go on like this, why don't we lead them to the depths of the death swamp?"

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Mulin's lips twitched, he thought Ran'er was going to stop and kill birds!

To deal with these blackbirds, they are not helpless. For example, the natal fire of the ancient gods and beasts is absolutely accurate.

It's just that the ancient beasts will be exposed, and they will be more eye-catching.

"Okay, maybe you can meet Mingguo."

As a result, the two changed directions.

Seeing this scene, the practitioners around were stunned. On the one hand, they were glad that Ye Feiran and Ye Mulin had led the black bird away, and on the other hand, they were thinking about Moonlight Grass.

The appearance of a large group of black birds made them believe that Moonlight Grass was on Ye Feiran's body.

"Shall we follow?"

"Those two people will either be poisoned to death by the black bird, or the black bird will be killed by them. If they kill the black bird, do you think we are their opponents?"

"They are heading to the depths of the death swamp. I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with them, and I will be blocked by other ghost beasts."

"But Moonlight Grass is hard to come by!"

Suddenly, many practitioners fell into entanglement, but some practitioners weighed the pros and cons and gave up.

Compared with moonlight grass, life is naturally more important.

Of course, some cultivators also chased after it, after all, the moonlight grass is too attractive.

On the other side, Ye Feixuan was going to catch up, but was stopped by Ye Han.

"Don't worry, Ah Xuan, Ran'er and Emperor Zun will be fine."

Because she guessed that the reason why Ye Feiran lured the black bird to the death swamp was that he might use the natal fire of the ancient beast to deal with the black bird, and the other was that he might hide in the mysterious space.

Ye Feixuan looked into Ye Han's eyes and noticed the seriousness in her eyes, so she nodded slightly, "Okay!"

"The appearance of the blackbird has disturbed the peace of the Death Swamp, let's find a place to camp!" Murong Lingji said.

Anyway, now that they are going treasure hunting, they will be stared at by many monsters under the swamp.

Ye Feiran and Ye Mulin rushed to the depths of the death swamp while paying attention to the situation behind them.

When they found a cultivator catching up, the two looked at each other and started to mess around.

The two of them threw thunderballs one after another into the swamp, which directly drew out the monsters under the swamp.

So, the cultivators who caught up behind were busy dealing with these monsters.

Just like that, Ye Feiran and Ye Mulin ran for another half an hour to make sure that there were no other practitioners around, and the latter made another burst of smoke that could isolate the exploration of spiritual consciousness before hiding in the mysterious space.

After running away at high speed for a long time, it is also time for them to take a break to replenish their spiritual power.

While recovering their spiritual power, the two of them paid attention to the situation outside.

As a result, they noticed at a glance that there was a fruit tree above the swamp, which was full of dusty fruits.

Under the moonlight, each fruit seems to have a different kind of brilliance, which is particularly eye-catching.

Ye Feiran blinked, and asked with a little excitement, "Murin, is that Mingguo?"

(end of this chapter)