Chapter 155 Who Stole the Divine Flower

"This should be the seeds of Wuyinlan. When the demon seeds mature, they will use the mother's soul as nourishment to devour their soul power. They will eventually become unconscious puppets."

Wuyou said, when the seeds mature, their souls will be eaten up.

"Why would that beast do this?"

Feng Qianwei learned that Bai Qingqiang was carrying a demon seed, and did not understand why Li Cong wanted to harm so many people.

"No one has a soul, what's the difference between that and death?"

"There are always some people in this world who would rather be destroyed than possessed. This is endless greed."

Wuyou said calmly, he walked calmly in the dark, a lamp in his hand gave off a bright light.

The black mist surging around was dispelled by the lamp.

Feng Qianwei walked beside him and saw his unhurried pace, every step seemed to have taken a long distance, making her almost unable to keep up.

After passing through the passage, she saw a burial chamber with intricate patterns carved in it, and an altar in the middle.

A large piece of purple orchid blooms so enchantingly, it can draw people's minds at a glance.

"The fragrance of the misty orchid will make people fall into a dream."

Wuyou reminded and walked towards the purple orchid bush.

"These are all illusory flowers, and only one is the source."

He leaned over to pick the flowers, and the illusory flowers were in the palm of his hand, and he was not affected at all.

"You have to find it before you can conquer it."

"Um."

Feng Qianwei listened to him carefully. In addition to saving people, she also wanted to find the real Wuyinlan.

"The rest of the way, be careful yourself, the poor monk has already found what he was looking for."

The Wuyinlan above Wuyou's palm will not disperse, even if this is not the real Wuyinlan, but this is enough for him.

"Thank you for leading the way."

Feng Qianwei knew that there was no danger along the way, all because of Wuyou's help.

"If you really want to be thankful, then pretend that you haven't met."

Wuyou's eyes were lowered, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

he came.

When Feng Qianwei saw him disappear into the passage, she continued to search for Bai Qingqiang's whereabouts.

"what--"

There was a terrified cry from the ancient tomb, and she ran to follow the sound, only to see women tied to the shelves.

At this moment, Li Cong took a knife and opened a woman's hand, letting her blood flow down, watering the purple orchid rooted on the sarcophagus in the middle.

In the blood mist, Feng Qianwei saw that Bai Qingqiang was also here.

"That flower should be the source of Wuyou's saying, how can I conquer it?"

Feng Qianwei resisted the urge to save people in her heart. The most dangerous thing here is the flower.

"Master, isn't there me? Have you forgotten me?"

Phoenix Bai Yuexiao's instrument spirit string, opened her mouth to communicate with Feng Qianwei.

It sensed the power fluctuations of Wuyinlan, and only its power could suppress it.

"Use you once and lie down for a day."

Feng Qianwei is holding the Phoenix White Moon Flute, which she usually uses as a sap.

"But you have no other choice."

String said seriously.

"It seems that I can only use you."

Feng Qianwei picked up the phoenix white moon flute with disgust and began to play it.

When the flute sounded, the misty orchid felt danger and wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was sucked into the phoenix white moon flute.

The sudden change made Li Cong pale in shock, and when he saw Wu Yinlan disappear, he screamed wildly.

"Who? Who stole the divine flower?"

There was a black air on his face, and his expression was hideous. He strode over and saw Feng Qianwei.

This place is very hidden, he did not expect Feng Qianwei to find it.

"You came just in time to save me from looking for you again."

He said with red eyes, a murderous look all over his body.