When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wen Yuan struggled, but the vines were so tight that they were squeezing his flesh, and he was unable to break free.

Wen Yuan calmed down and thought about it. He struggled to hook his fingers hard, and a talisman from his waist was hooked out. Then a fire talisman burned, and Wen Yuan's body and the vines began to burn.

The vine was alive. When it felt the heat, it immediately let go of Wen Yuan and quickly shrank back.

After the restraints were loosened, Wen Yuan quickly rolled on the ground a few times to put out the remaining fire on his body. He did look a little embarrassed, but at least he was safe.

Recalling the dream I just had, forget it, I’d better not recall it.

Without time to think, Wen Yuan immediately set out to look for someone.

Since he was dragged here because he fell into a dream, the others should be the same.

Soon, Wen Yuan found Lan Jingyi, who was being carried forward while sleeping.

Wen Yuan cut the vine with a sword and woke Lan Jingyi up.

Lan Jingyi slowly opened his eyes, then blinked before he could see the person in front of him clearly. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the man from top to bottom and said, "Sizhui, you are so dark, like a rat."

"..."

Lan Sizhui said, “Go find someone, save the others, wake them up by shouting their names, and I’ll go deal with the flower demon plant.”

After pulling off the vines on his body, Lan Jingyi came to his senses after experiencing the dream. He also understood his current situation and nodded.

The two soldiers divided into two groups.

Wen Yuan kept searching forward in the direction the vine was pulled.

After finding a distance, Wen Yuan finally discovered that the roots of these vines were sinking straight into the ground.

The roots, stems and leaves are very thick, extremely flexible, and powerful in attack, just like ferocious poisonous snakes.

Wen Yuan swung his sword to create a sword formation, and the spirit sword immediately turned into countless sword lights that revolved around his body, forcing the vines to not get close at all.

They were getting closer and closer, and the attacking vines were almost cut to pieces by Wen Yuan's sword formation.

It fell to the ground in sections.

Arriving in front of the huge, still wriggling flower demon plant, Wen Yuan pinched his fingers, the sword formation was retracted, and the hilt flew back into Wen Yuan's hand.

The long sword pointed to the sky and infused with spiritual power. With just a swing of the sword, the evil flower could be cut in half by Wen Yuan's sword.

But it was not the case. At the moment when he swung his sword and was about to chop down, Wen Yuan suddenly felt as if his whole body had been deflated. He could no longer exert any strength and could only fall limply to the ground, and his vision became blurred.

Wen Yuan held his breath immediately after waking up to isolate himself from the influence of the pollen in the air, but he still seemed to be affected.

At this time, Wen Yuan heard a voice coming from the bottom of the thick rhizome: "Little brother, save me."

It was a delicate girl's voice asking for help.

Wen Yuan thought that the flower demon had swallowed a girl from a family down the mountain. He barely supported his body with the sword and took small and difficult steps to chop at the roots of the flower demon plant.

Because of the blurry vision and double images, the first sword strike missed the target.

Suddenly the girl spoke again: "Little brother, please don't cut me with the sword. I'm afraid of the pain."

Wen Yuan asked, "Afraid of pain? Were you eaten by this flower demon?"

The girl hummed and said, "Little brother, I am in the belly of this flower demon. I am afraid that you will cut me with your sword and hurt me."

The girl's voice was soft and tender, as if she was about to cry. Wen Yuan comforted her, "Don't be afraid. I can hear your voice. Now that I know where you are, I will definitely not kill you too hard."

The girl's voice was filled with expectation and admiration: "Will you really not cut me if I make a sound? Will you really protect me?"

Wen Yuan: "Yes, don't worry, young lady."

After saying this, the girl seemed to laugh delicately.

Wen Yuan called her, "Girl?"

The little girl said, "Well, I will scream then."

Wen Yuan instinctively felt that there was something wrong with these words, but he still nodded.

Then, when Wen Yuan was concentrating on listening to the source of the sound, he heard a hum that was getting louder and louder.

So charming and beautiful, so twists and turns.

Wen Yuan's body suddenly became as stiff as iron, and the hand holding the sword trembled again and again. He finally realized at this moment that this was not a girl at all, but a trick played by the flower demon on him.

The flower fairy plant has a charming body and a seductive appearance. Originally, there is no distinction between male and female, but most flower fairy plants will transform into female appearance to attract passers-by.

It was he who was careless.

The flower demon was still making that blushing and heart-pounding sound. At this time, Wen Yuan's own strength, which he had barely accumulated because he was worried that someone would be killed, had been exhausted.

His body has become even weaker.

The body supported by the sword could no longer hold on. The sword shook, and Wen Yuan's body shook with it. Soon he could no longer support himself and squatted down on one knee.

The blurriness in front of my eyes became worse.

Wen Yuan shook his head to force himself to be more awake. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the peripheral vision of Wen Yuan, and then the figure approached.

Wen Yuan lowered his head and saw a pair of naked feet as white as jade in front of him.

The woman's sweet voice kept hitting his eardrums from far away. Wen Yuan suddenly collapsed to the ground, and the owner of the feet also squatted down.

She was a naked banshee with black hair flowing like a waterfall, green eyes, blood-red lips, and a very evil aura.

The demon girl said, "Little brother, didn't you want to save me? Why did you suddenly lose your strength? I'm still waiting for you to come and save me."

Wen Yuan closed his eyes tightly. He probably knew clearly what the monster in front of him looked like.

The demon girl was a little unhappy: "I see, little brother, you don't like this, or you like this..."

After a moment of silence.

"A Yuan."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Yuan subconsciously opened his eyes.

Wen Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank when they looked into each other's eyes. The witch laughed wantonly, "I know, I know, I know...!!!"

The banshee was laughing crazily with that face. Wen Yuan's eyes were wide open and there was a slight tendency of bleeding. He gathered all his strength again and punched the banshee in the face.

The banshee was beaten and fell on her back.

Wen Yuan asked, "What do you know?"

The witch didn't say anything. She faced the familiar face of Wen Yuan, blood still flowing from the corner of her mouth. She spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "What do you say I know? Don't you know what you are thinking better than anyone else?"

Wen Yuan showed no mercy and punched him again, but his expression was extremely calm. He asked word by word: "What do you know?"

Just when Wen Yuan was about to throw the third punch, something suddenly blocked his hand.