Mu Ping felt that he had a long dream, dreaming that he was trekking alone in the desolate desert, the hunger and heat were unbearable, and his lips were chapped, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell down, shouting incessantly, "Water, water, water!"

Suddenly, a cool burst came, it was bubbling water, moistening his dry body, he felt that the water was hot, and there was a fishy salty smell, he greedily followed the source, lay his mouth on the spring, and drank a lot, and then patted his belly with satisfaction, and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, he woke up again, at this moment, he had come to a strange city, where the sun was shining, everywhere was warm, and there was a good smell, filling his nose, the taste was sweet and greasy, like the smell of top desserts in a dessert shop.

The smell reminded him of the cradle of his childhood, of his mother, so he put on the fluffy pillow, and groggily, he fell asleep again.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that his body was very bumpy, and in his confusion, he felt that he was lying on the back of an animal, and the heat was abnormal, as if he was walking in magma.

"Where is this?"

He opened a pair of ignorant eyes slightly, and only then did he realize that he was lying on the back of a white fox, which was tall and mighty, three meters tall, and the hairs on its five tails had been completely charred, turning into five / flesh / sticks / similar to the antennae of an octopus.

There was a lot of blood on the flesh/sticks, and I don't know if it was scraped by a rock or cut by some weapon.

And his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he didn't recover at all. And the place where he was lying was also red, and the wound had scabbed, leaving only the red fur, indicating what had happened here.

"Humer, is that you?"

The first thing that Mu Ping thought of was Hu Mo, only this little girl of the demon clan was the fox itself, and it was a nine-tailed demon fox with five tails.

"Mu Ping, have you finally woken up?"

Hu Mo stopped and glanced back at Mu Ping in surprise.

When he saw Hu Mo's face, Mu Ping's heart chuckled, and he suddenly turned over.

Is this still that cute and beautiful little fox? Is it clearly a fox grandmother?

But seeing that Hu Mo's eye sockets were deep, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were one after another, and his eyes had lost their former brilliance, and the whole person looked old.

"How did you end up like this?"

Mu Ping said half of it, and then realized that these words didn't seem to come out of his own mouth, full of helplessness and vicissitudes, and he was much older than when he was in the Xuan Demon Continent.

He stretched out his hands and realized that how could they still be called hands? It is not an exaggeration to describe it as withered claws.

His hands were bony and his dark skin was covered with age spots.

He suddenly remembered the song of Uncle Autumn Pants, an Internet singer who has been widely circulated on the Internet, "I'll Get Old in a Flash".

I don't know when, my sideburns have been frosted, I don't know when, my face has been vicissitudes.

suddenly misses the old stubbornness, and ignorance of the young frivolity.

In an instant, I found that life is too short, and in an instant, I found that the road is no longer long.

Before he could free his hands to embrace himself, time had passed in such a hurry.

How can you just learn to be sensible and get old?

How can you just learn to tolerate and get old?

Why did you just know where to go, and why did you get old before you arrived?

How can you just start to mature and then get old?

How is it that you are old just beginning to understand?

How come it is that you have just learned that time is not used, and how can you just start to understand that you are old?

……

Two lines of tears instantly crept up his cheeks.

No need to ask, they must have fallen into the hinterland of the sea of time, falling into the time passage formation, if it weren't for the general longevity of the monks, I'm afraid they would have already become a pile of white bones, dust to dust, dust to dust.

Mu Ping doesn't know how to describe his mood now, a person from birth to slowly aging, that is the law of nature, no one can avoid it, but because of the formation, he suddenly became old, which is unacceptable to him.

He suddenly understood that he was not dreaming just now, because there was still the taste of Hu Mo's blood in his mouth, and this little girl fed herself with her own blood in order to save herself, what kind of feelings is this?

He found that Hu Mo's injuries were not lighter than him, in a sense, they were even more serious than him, because he had already felt the death from Hu Mo's body, and she had reached the point where she ran out of oil and dried up, that is to say, Hu Mo's longevity was not as much as his, and if it continued like this, it would not take two days for Hu Mo to die.

When he wanted to open his storage and accept the ring and find some pills to heal Hu Mo's injuries, he found that his mental power was almost zero, and it was simply wishful thinking to open the ring.

Not only is his spiritual power, but his Mu Yuan Qi is almost zero.

In other words, he is now a mortal without any cultivation at all.

"Humer, put me down. ”

Mu Ping spoke softly.

"Hey. ”

Hu Mo didn't know what was going on, she stumbled and fell to the ground along with Mu Ping.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and that feeling was like an old couple who had gone through a century and loved each other.

However, now Hu Mo can no longer change into a human form, and he is still a huge old white fox nearly three meters tall.

Mu Ping looked around and shook his head slightly.

He didn't know what it was, but he could feel that it was hot everywhere, like a fire, and he couldn't see any sparks or magma.

Even the sky was red, and I couldn't see the sun at all, but I felt like the sky was full of the sun's heat.

"Sister Hu Mo, you saved me?"

Mu Ping grinned, only to find that his beard was already half a foot long, and it was all white, no need to ask, the hair must also be white, and it was a long white hair.

"It should have been that we saved each other. ”

Hu Mo smiled miserably.

"But I don't know your real name yet?"

Mu Ping estimates that Hu Mo is definitely not her real name, how can a girl call this kind of boy with the same name?

"My real name is Hu Yuling, but what's the use of saying this now? ”

"Let's talk about it, I'd like to hear it. ”

Mu Ping is not a gossip person, but he feels that there must be some secret in this girl, Hu Yuling, what a loud name, why did it change to Hu Mo?

"Hu Mo, that means silence, is she using this name to carry out a silent struggle?"

Mu Ping suddenly discovered that he was born with a talent for being an entertainment reporter.

"What the hell is she fighting for—marriage, inheritance, or whatever?"