The Magician's Female Apothecary

Chapter 312: Illusion (3)
The master once said that as long as you concentrate the spiritual power in a certain part of your body, the power of that part will be multiplied hundreds of times in an instant, just like you can float on the water at that time, as long as you change the power of your hands at this time. Strong, maybe you can take the opportunity to cling to the stone wall so as not to continue to fall.

"I'm sure I can..." Murong Ying yelled, as if she was cheering herself up, she slowly reached for the stone wall with both hands.

"Magnetic magnetic..." There were a few sounds of things rubbing against the stone wall.

Murong Ying gritted her teeth, is her ability restricted too much?It is obviously the simplest method that is usually used, but there is no way to stop myself at this time. Due to inertia, the body is still falling. Although the speed of the spiritual power of the hands has slowed down a little, but if I continue like this, my body will continue to fall. The hand can be ruined!

"Magnetic magnetic..." There were continuous voices on the stone wall, and long blood marks were left along the road.

Immediately, a faint smell of blood began to permeate the bleak air, as if stimulating people's sense of taste, and the tender grass on the stone wall became a little weird because of the stimulation of the bloody smell.

Murong Ying gritted her teeth, and continued to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in her body, she couldn't believe it, could she really die here.

As she slowly landed, the blood marks along the way directly soaked into the stone wall, and the tender grass that was originally the size of a thumb suddenly grew rapidly, almost covering the entire stone wall.

How could Murong Ying notice the situation above? It has been falling for so long. Although the speed has dropped, she still has no intention of stopping at all. She can already clearly feel that her nails are almost being rubbed off by the stone wall. Now, his hands were already so bloody that he didn't dare to look directly at them.

All I know is that those hands are almost not my own.

"I'm sure I can..." Murong Ying continued to cheer herself up.

But after all, a child whose body is only ten years old, with limited physical strength, coupled with excessive blood loss, has already exceeded the body's load. It is estimated that it will not be long before he will pass out directly due to physical exhaustion.

"Hiss..." There was a sudden movement from above.

Murong Ying raised her head reluctantly, and seemed to see a familiar figure flying towards her in the haze, was it Xiu Xiu?Or maybe the devil has found him?
As if he knew he would be fine, he leaned back and fell backwards. Sure enough, he had reached his limit!

But it's okay, someone will save me.

Murong Ying's eyes went dark, and she passed out immediately.

Just as she was falling down extremely fast, a rattan weaving fell down quickly, directly wrapping the little person around the waist, and moving up slowly.

What saved her was nothing but the rattan weaving that she bred with her own blood before. Seeing that she was injured, naturally she couldn't be allowed to fall.

The place down there is the scariest place in the world. It is estimated that before arriving, the evil spirit from the downside has already been shaken to the bone on the halfway up the mountain!
When Murong Ying woke up, the sky was covered with dark clouds, maybe it was because it was really in mid-air, at this moment, I could clearly see the black clouds wantonly staying at the foot of the mountain. How beautiful.

"Here is it?" Murong Ying wanted to stretch out her hand to rub her forehead, but just as she picked it up, she felt a piercing pain, her mind suddenly recalled what happened today, she couldn't help but look around, who saved her?

Looking at the surrounding scene again, although it is the same as before, the things are surprisingly big, but the tension seems to be gone, and the air here is much more comfortable now.

"Wow! What a big apple!" Murong Ying suddenly found the apple as big as a house in one corner.

Such a big apple, you have to eat it for several months!

It's not just apples. After careful observation, it seems that this place is like a fruit paradise. It is a giant fruit. It is estimated that I will live here for a lifetime, and I may not eat it all, right?

Could it be that this is already the other side of the cliff?This difference is too big, right?
"Who..." Sensing a movement behind her, Murong Ying couldn't help crying out.

Although there is not much spiritual power left at this time, the feeling of Tiben is still there.

"Hiss..." Rattan shook his body, proving that he is a good person.

Could it be that it rescued itself before?Murong Ying glanced suspiciously at the rattan weaving, and saw that there were no figures with sleeves around, maybe it was the rattan weaving that saved her.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Looking at the silver sword surrounding her, the corners of Murong Ying's mouth twitched, this heartless broken sword knew it was back.

However, right now it seems that there is really no possibility for me to go out. Is it true that I really want to live here for the rest of my life?

No, as long as you become stronger, you can definitely go out.

I still have mysteries of spiritual cultivation!
(End of this chapter)