Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

"Okay, be careful, brother."

This arrangement is indeed the most suitable one at the moment. His cultivation is higher than Ye Zhen'an, and most importantly, he has the Wind-Treading Technique, which allows him to run very fast after catching two people.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen'an carefully walked around to the other side of the woods. In a blink of an eye, he saw a red afterimage rushing out dozens of meters high like a cheetah, and stopped more than ten meters away from the two people entangled by the vines.

He raised his hand and summoned the butterflies, which buzzed continuously, as if excited and thrilled.

When the demon tree saw that there were still people practicing without knowing their own abilities and seeking death, countless vines suddenly grew out from its huge trunk and the ground, and they attacked Ye Zhen'an who was suspended in the air as flexibly as tentacles.

Many vines of different sizes appeared around the two monks who were entangled by vines like cicada pupae, trapping the two cicada pupae inside.

Yu Xiangwan secretly used the Wind-Stepping Technique, staring nervously in the direction of Ye Zhenan without blinking.

The vines were fast, but Ye Zhen'an was even faster. He dodged and moved among the various rapidly piercing vines.

The tip of the vine is like an icicle. If you are pierced by it, you will definitely become a big sieve covered in blood.

Ye Zhen'an dodged left and right, but never found a chance to save the two monks. He could only passively maneuver among countless vines, stepping on the vines from time to time for strength.

Amidst the terrifying gray-brown vines, a carefree young man in red suddenly jumped and turned around, and the butterfly in his hand seemed to condense extremely terrifying power.

Seeing this, Yu Xiangwan also looked at Ye Zhenan nervously.

Countless vines seemed to have consciousness and intertwined together and stabbed towards Ye Zhen'an at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding vines gradually mixed together to form a huge ball that trapped Ye Zhen'an inside.

It reorganized and integrated at a speed visible to the naked eye. At first, Yu Xiangwan could still see the red figure of Ye Zhen'an in the ball formed by the vines, but in an instant, the various vines gradually stuck together, forming an inseparable solid vine ball.

The ball became smaller and smaller. Seeing that the intruder could no longer struggle, the countless vines outside the vine ball stopped struggling and slowly retracted from where they grew out.

The string in Yu Xiangwan's mind was tense, fearing that Ye Zhenan would be trapped and die in the vine ball and become a cicada pupa.

But now he can't see Ye Zhen'an at all, and he doesn't know how Ye Zhen'an is doing in there?

I was also afraid that rash actions would affect my plan, so even though my heart was pounding like a drum, I could only patiently wait.

Just in case, summon the Cocoon and be ready to go.

Ye Zhen'an in the vine ball did not seem to be panicking. His eyes were clear and a wanton smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He raised his cool lips and said:

"Take me as the point!"

"To enlighten the stars!"

"break!"

He raised his slender white hand, and the butterfly turned in his jade-like hand. In an instant, countless sword energies with scorching fire spiritual power surged out and shot out in all directions like a tidal wave.

In an instant, the inseparable vine ball that originally wrapped him broke into pieces, turning into countless broken limbs and vines with a little fire spiritual power, falling from the sky like flowers scattered by a fairy.

The originally ugly gray-brown vines were burned by Ye Zhen'an's fire spiritual power, like three thousand lights falling from the sky, and Ye Zhen'an stood among them like a god.

Yu Xiangwan's heartbeat paused as he looked at the young man standing in the air among the broken and falling gray-brown vines. He had a gorgeous complexion, flying black hair, and his red robe fluttered in the wind from the sword. He was like a clean red lotus, isolated from the world, and untainted by the mud.

Ye Zhen'an broke through the vine ball without staying for long. Holding the butterfly in his hand, he moved towards the two monks who were entangled in the vines like cicada pupae like a ghost.

On the trunk of the demon tree and on the ground, the vines that had just retracted in the hope of safety suddenly shot out again.

Ye Zhen'an didn't waste a second, confirming that the butterfly's sword energy wouldn't hurt anyone inside. Then he slashed a sharp sword in mid-air at the vines connecting the two cicada pupae, shouting:

"Transform into a butterfly!"

"Kill me!"

In an instant, the wrist-thick vine connecting the two cicada pupae was cut in half by the sharp sword energy, and blood spurted out from the broken end, like a blood mist spreading into the air.

Yu Xiangwan waited for the opportunity and moved. He pointed his toes, used the Wind-Stepping Technique, and flew into the air. The cocoon in his hand swung out unstoppable sword energy, cutting off all the countless vines blocking his way.

The vines growing from the ground and tree trunks quickly tried to catch the two pieces of "food" that they had not yet finished enjoying.

Yu Xiangwan moved as fast as lightning, dodging the vines that were stabbing towards him from the left.

He looked at the two cicada pupae that were about to fall into the vines, and a tremendous amount of spiritual power burst out from his body, and he practiced the Wind-Treading Technique to the extreme.

At the critical moment, her bare hands finally touched the connection between the two cicada pupae. She stretched out her hand and pulled hard, and the vines below that were about to wrap the two cicada pupae in them were gone.

Yu Xiangwan did not look back. He just held the cocoon in one hand to lead the way and ran forward with two huge cicada pupae in the other hand.

At this time, Ye Zhen'an also broke through the layers of vines and rushed towards Yu Xiangwan. On the way, a vine as thick as a finger suddenly emerged from the ground. Ye Zhen'an dodged it completely.

Then he suddenly thought of something and leaned forward slightly. The finger-thick vine instantly scratched Ye Zhen'an's forearm, leaving a deep scar that could be seen to the bone.

Blood gushed out from the wound.

The fire power in Ye Zhen'an's hand flipped, and the small vine that had just injured him turned into ashes in an instant.

A small vine as thick as a finger, suddenly.

Yu Xiangwan was so focused on escaping that he didn't notice anything unusual happening on Ye Zhen'an's side. He just looked back from time to time to confirm that Ye Zhen'an was fine, and then continued running and flying with the two connected cicada pupae.

A moment later, Ye Zhen'an successfully met Yu Xiangwan in the air.

The two looked at each other and then quickly looked away, concentrating on running.

The vines behind them chased them for dozens of miles, and seemed to have reached the limit of their extension. They finally stopped and looked angrily at the two red figures walking away side by side. One of them was still holding the two huge "foods" that they had not yet "finished eating".

Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhen'an both breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the demon tree vines finally retreat.

The two of them had overdrawn their spiritual power and were exhausted, so they took a soul-restoring pill to replenish their spiritual energy.

Just in case, the two ran forward a few miles and stopped under the shade of a tree after checking that there was no danger around.

Yu Xiangwan put down the two huge vine cicada pupae.

Looking at the two cultivators who were entangled by vines like cicada pupae, their breath became weaker and weaker, and no one knew how much blood they had sucked out.

Ye Zhen'an raised his right hand and a ball of warm fire spiritual power emerged from his hand, which he controlled and hit the vines that were wrapped around the two people.

The gray-brown vines instantly turned to ashes, revealing the faces of the two people inside.

One was a male cultivator, the other a female cultivator, both wearing white robes stained with blood.

They all looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, their faces covered with blood, their true appearance could not be seen, and they were breathing out more than breathing in.

Yu Xiangwan fed the two of them Huiling Pills and Buxue Pills respectively.

His men urged the rich wood spiritual energy to flow along the two men's arms and onto their bodies, slowly repairing their broken bodies bit by bit.