After the devil, she ran away again

Chapter 139 Tearing tentacles with bare hands (2)

Chuan Qiong felt that this was probably his worst year in tens of thousands of years.

He was hanged by a mere tree demon, and what's worse, he actually needed a mortal woman's plea?

Oh no, she can't be called a mortal woman, after all, she was once a fairy in the sky, but her status is low, and her status is not much better than that of a mortal woman.

Faced with such a dire situation, he couldn't get angry.

"Hehe." Chuan Qiong sneered.

Oh, and keep calm.

The Dryad heard the Demon Lord's laughter and felt that the other party was laughing at her. She recited the spell, and the leaves of the laurel tree were twisted into a long and thin shape, stabbing at Chuan Qiong like a sharp long sword.

"Don't!" Du Ruo tried to grab those vines, and a long mark was cut on the palm of her hand from the tiger's mouth to the side palm. If it was stronger, it would be enough to split her palm in two.

Du Ruo was still in shock, and could only watch those leaves stabbing at the Demon Lord.

However, the moment they touched the Demon Lord, they turned into scorched yellow leaves and shattered one after another.

Demon Lord recovered? !

Obviously not, because Chuan Qiong also had doubts in his eyes.

But that doubt quickly disappeared, and gradually turned into a helpless smile, as well as disdain for the dryad in front of him.

"Tsk tsk." A teasing voice sounded from the top of the osmanthus tree.

The man was dressed in white with his back facing the moonlight. There were faint dark patterns of bamboo on the white shirt. He was dressed in a particularly capable outfit, as if a god had descended into the world. The invisible aura made people want to kneel down and worship him.

Du Ruo came to his senses and knew what it was.

This is the deterrent force released by the gods. The dryad knelt down uncontrollably on the ground, and the vines wrapped around Chuanqiong quickly loosened, causing Chuanqiong to fall from the osmanthus tree.

Just as she was about to pick it up, the God who came had already rescued her.

The gentle breeze at night makes the blue hair blind the eyes, as if the unbreakable love thread is entangled together, the leaves of the osmanthus tree fall scattered, although it has not yet bloomed, it has a faint fragrance.

With his arms around his waist, he rescued the person from the suspension with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Time seemed to slow down at that moment, clearly depicting all the details of the two of them.

The breeze blows down Chuanqiong's hair-wrapped shawl, like thin smoke falling down, with a sense of dream.

The moonlight seemed to be shining specially for them, and the picture was too beautiful to describe.

Du Ruo subconsciously covered her heart. There was a gratified and excited smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was an urge to make tears come out of her eyes.

Oh my god, her cute CP actually handed out dog food face to face!

woof woof!tasty!

"What's going on here?" Danzhu put his arms around Mozun and asked Mozun to sit on his shoulder, very worried about the situation of his good friend.

The tree demon saw a great god-level immortal who was actually standing on the side of the demon, so he had no choice but to sneak into the ground and escape while no one was paying attention.

"Is there something wrong with your mana?" Dan Zhu asked, wanting to check Mozun.

Mozun withdrew his hand, pushed him away and sat down, and said, "I'm fine, there's just something wrong with my practice."

After speaking, he looked at Du Ruo lightly, his eyes were cold and stern, as if saying: If you dare not help lie, I will strangle you to death right now!

However, Du Ruo's eyes were flooded, and he stared at him and Dan Zhu excitedly, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"..." Mozun frowned slightly, remembering Lingxian's infatuation with Danzhu.

(End of this chapter)