Chapter 25 The Free Zhou

"puff."

Zhou Ye uprooted, ready to run.

Although he knew that he couldn't run away, out of respect for his own life, he still decided to do it.

Bai Lu's eyes lit up as he watched Zhou Ye pull himself out of the Lingtian soil.

Xiaocaojing really understood what it meant, and now she can't wait to go out to relax.

White Deer is very happy.

It decided to use this method to communicate with Xiaocaojing in the future.

Presumably the friendship between it and Xiaocaojing will be deeper.

Bai Lu lowered his head and bit Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye was caught off guard and was carried into the air by the white deer.

"Nima." Zhou Ye's two blades of grass swayed in the air, and he directly swears.

He never understood why Bai Lu wanted to kill him.

Obviously the friendship between the two sides is so strong, there is no reason to kill him at all.

Zhou Ye thought about it for a while, and felt that Bai Lu definitely didn't believe in him, so he planned to silence him.

"It's just that the grass is difficult, I didn't expect it to end soon." Zhou Ye sighed.

But he will not give up hope of life.

He lifted two blades of grass and patted the corner of Bai Lu's mouth constantly.

He wanted to force Bai Lu to put himself down.

The blue light on the tip of the leaf said, turned into a ray of light, and patted the corner of Bai Lu's mouth.

"Snapped."

The corner of Bailu's mouth was patted, but it didn't feel anything.

Instead, he stopped and thought.

The grass essence actually hit it.

Maybe it's because it's too slow to move.

It seems that Xiaocaojing can't wait to go out to relax.

Bai Lu nodded secretly, feeling that he was really witty, which can be guessed by Xiaocao's careful thoughts.

If Zhou Ye knew what Bai Lu was thinking, he would definitely spray it.

Why do you have no self-knowledge, how high your IQ has no point in your heart?

The white deer jumped out of the yard and jumped into the sky.

Under his feet, he was walking on colorful auspicious clouds.

During this period, Zhou Ye kept waving two blades of grass and slapped the corners of the white deer's mouth, but to no avail.

"Never give up, even if you don't get hurt, you will be annoyed to death." Zhou Ye made up his mind and increased the output of profound energy.

One after another, the azure silk threads were split next to the corner of the white deer's mouth.

Other than making the hair around the corner of Bailu's mouth quiver a little, there is no half-point effect.

Zhou Ye was already in the Profound Sea Realm, and the azure silk thread he released was enough to sever steel.

Such a powerful cyan silk thread can't hurt Bailu.

From this, it can be seen that Bai Lu is really strong.

If Bai Lu didn't want to kill him, Zhou, maybe he really didn't have the guts to provoke him.

The white deer flew in the sky and felt the grass spirit constantly beating itself.

It was thinking in its heart that the speed was still too slow, and Xiaocaojing was not happy.

As soon as the thought arises, the white deer speeds up, it wants to meet all the requirements of the grass spirit.

Every time you cross, it is a distance of two miles.

The scene on the ground below quickly regressed, and Zhou Ye became more and more desperate in his heart.

He has completely given up.

He just didn't know where Bai Lu was going to take him.

"I hope it's a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. If you hang up in that kind of place, you'll be happy if you think about it."

Wait, what is this Nima thinking.

Do you not cherish your own life so much?

As soon as the thought appeared, Zhou Ye shook his head in denial.

Afterwards, he used his IQ to the limit and wanted to think about how to escape from Bai Lu's hands.

Bai Lu's cultivation is far beyond his reach.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks will have no effect.

Zhou Ye looked at the white deer,

A sense of powerlessness rose in my heart.

The problem in the end is that his cultivation is too low.

If his cultivation base is high, how could it be Bailu's turn to bully him.

If he doesn't hammer the white deer, he has a good temper.

...

Below, there are rivers galloping, and herbivorous birds lined up in the air.

Along the river, there are many animals drinking water.

On a small hill not far away, several mane lions are slowly approaching.

The scenery here is good, but unfortunately, a contest between hunters and prey is about to be staged.

Bai Lu took Zhou Ye and descended from the sky.

The white deer is a big monster. No matter what species the white deer is, animals with a lower realm will feel an overwhelming sense of oppression when facing it.

It's like facing your own enemy.

Even if the breath emanating from the white deer is as gentle as the spring breeze, it cannot change this.

Therefore, when the white deer came, several mane lions roared at the white deer as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Other animals by the river avoided the white deer.

"Yo."

The white deer landed, and its four hooves stepped on the cobblestones by the river.

It put Zhou Ye down and called at him, as if asking: The scenery here is not bad, right?

Peripherals look around.

In the distance on the other side of the river are endless mountains, and the forests on both sides of the river are a mile away from the river. In this distance, it is very gentle and overgrown with weeds.

The breeze was blowing, and the grass swayed in the air.

Zhou Ye sighed.

It's really good here.

He nodded to the white deer.

Then there was no movement, waiting for Bailu to react.

With Zhou Ye's affirmation, Bai Lu was obviously very happy.

It feels more and more that it is a wise move to bring the grass essence out to relax.

Bailu went to the river, raised a hoof and pointed to Zhou Ye, and then pointed to the surroundings.

It wants Zhou Ye to play by himself.

This time, Zhou Ye immediately understood what Bai Lu meant.

This is to let him Zhou Mou enjoy a happy time before he dies.

Zhou Ye thought about it for a while, but still walked towards the distance.

To live is to have hope.

He stood on tiptoe and ran quickly.

high speed.

It is hard to imagine that when a weed is running, it is impossible for ordinary people to see its movements with the naked eye.

Zhou Ye currently only has one idea.

That is to run straight away.

Bai Lu was lying on the spot, looking at Zhou Ye's back, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt very relieved.

It felt that Xiaocaojing must be releasing the annoyance in his heart.

Once the release is over, everything is restored.

Thinking of this, Bai Lu did not follow.

Just for Zhou Ye's safety, it separated a thought and fell on Zhou Ye's body.

No matter where Zhou Ye ran to, it could retrieve it immediately.

...

Among the forests.

Zhou Ye used the 'cloud trail', his movements were blurry and his figure was ethereal, like a wisp of blue smoke that could dissipate at any time.

Fast as the wind, fast.

Every jump will span a distance of dozens of feet.

Zhou Ye was running, paying attention to the movements behind him at all times.

When he realized that Bai Lu was not catching up, he shouted excitedly, "Nima, I am finally free!"

White Deer strolled on the clouds, a little bored.

It originally didn't want to follow, and it would be good to let Xiaocaojing have a good time in the mountains and forests, but after thinking about it carefully, he was quite bored, so he had to peep.

Let's see how the grasshopper plays.

Every movement of Zhou Ye was very clear in his eyes.

It also felt that the speed of Xiaocaojing's running was a little slow.

But it is normal, Zhou Ye's cultivation is not high after all.

ground.

Zhou Ye ran for a long time and was a little tired.

It's just that the sea of profound energy in the dantian is about to dry up.

He found a random place to take root and began to restore his profound energy.

The recovery of profound energy was very fast. After only half an hour, Zhou Ye returned to life as usual.

He continued to run.

Not long after, I came to a beautiful valley.

As a spirit grass, Zhou Ye is very sensitive to everything around him.