Mo Sanci picked up a dead branch and poked the "water" of the stream.

The branches are intact.

Counting the time, it had been more than an hour since they left.

Mo San got up, threw away the dead branches, and asked Feng Yi: "What's inside the creek?"

Feng Yi said: "Blood." ”

Mo Sanci had an answer in his heart, but in order to confirm, he still asked, "Whose blood?"

"Feather Humans. ”

It's really the Feather Clan.

Mo Sanci was puzzled: "What the hell is going on?"

Feng Yi said: "The feather humans put their blood into the stream to irrigate the trees here, and over time they have a connection with this place, so that they can go back and forth in the lost forest freely. ”

Mo Sanci nodded.

Feng Yi looked at the high place along the stream, a little, and said: "Every noon, the bloodletting ceremony will be held, every day. ”

With that, the figure moved to the other side of the stream.

Mo Sanci jumped over the creek and followed the seal.

The two of them walked inside, and all they could see along the way were trees and flowers, a vast mist, and occasionally some large rocks.

After walking for more than three hours, Mo Sanci grabbed Feng Yi's sleeve and stopped.

"I feel like we're going around in circles. ”

"Hmm. ”

“......”

Mo Sanci only noticed something strange now, because after the sound of sealing the meaning, a strange fog fluctuation appeared around them.

Those energies came from nowhere, vibrating the mist, and it seemed as if the mist spontaneously fluctuated, but Mo Sanci could feel that the power did not come from the mist, but from another dimension.

So, what exactly was in the box Bi Fang gave her?

The vibration of the fog became more and more intense, and soon, a strange aura cut horizontally from the fog.

The breath slammed into them when they were a kilometer away, and was slammed straight back.

The surroundings changed drastically, constantly shattering, constantly reuniting, and changing rapidly.

The lights of the fire crystal flickered and flickered, getting brighter and brighter.

Mo Sanci dragged Feng Yi's arm with both hands.

Feng Yi's voice came: Don't let go.

Mo Sanci responded in his heart.

In just a short period of time, their surroundings seemed to have undergone vicissitudes of change in an instant, and then they reverted to the appearance of a forest, and the fog around them floated.

But this forest is not the original forest.

Everything around is quiet, too quiet, as if nothing exists.

They are locked in a certain time and space, and everything around them is just a kind of chaotic image of time and space.

At this time, the bright fire crystal lamp shattered into countless points of light in an instant, just like it did when it was in the Heavenly Tower, and scattered in all directions.

It's just that these points of light have disappeared through an invisible barrier this time.

When those points of light disappeared, the surrounding images shattered and disappeared at that time.

Mo Sanci suddenly felt that something wanted to steal her power, but those things could only shout not far from her.

The surrounding sensation was familiar, and she seemed to have been here for a long time.

Mo Sanci felt a grievance in his heart, and grabbed Feng Yi's arm.

Feng Yi noticed the change in Mo Sanci, not long ago, the little girl was also in such an emotion, hugging him.

The inexplicable emotions were quickly calmed down, but nostalgia rose in Mo Sanci's heart, and she buried her head in tugging Feng Yi's arm, feeling a little sad in her heart.

A light gathered in Feng Yi's hand, and the brilliance dissipated.

There was a light that flashed and disappeared in different places around them, and at the same time, the scenery around them disappeared in an instant, and the light around them disappeared with it.

As soon as darkness came, a little light on the tip of Feng Yi's right finger drew a light blade.

The blade of light was only for a moment, and that moment was in imperceptible time.

A crack broke in the static space-time, and they flew out of it in streamers.

In the lost forest, a flash of light suddenly brightened.

A little, and everything is quiet.

Mo Sanci and Feng Yi returned to the Lost Forest, and the sky was already dark at this time.

In the mist, a little bit of red light pierced through the mist—not far from them, there were figures surrounded by people, all of whom were humans of the Feather Clan.

Suddenly, a little warm light appeared in front of Mo Sanci's eyes, and the light suddenly brightened, revealing its original appearance, which was the lamp of the fire crystal.

It's just that Mo Sanci found that the buds inside were missing.

Mo Sanci looked at Feng Yi after receiving the lamp of the fire crystal, and Feng Yi said: "Fire needs a medium. ”

Mo Sanci nodded.

Tinder left the forest.

It's just that why is it so weird?

But now she doesn't have that much heart to think about the various situations here, because the humans of the Feather Clan can already see it clearly.

They look the same as humans, the only difference is that they have two pairs of small wings on their backs, and they can be tucked into their bodies.

The humans of the Feather Clan had a few strange paints on their faces, and even more painted their entire faces—they were the highest-ranking Feather Humans.

The highest-ranking Feather Clan human walked up to Feng Yi and Mo Sanci, he folded his palms and leaned on his forehead, bowed slightly, got up and put down his hand, and said, "Please also return our holy relics." ”

Feng Yi said: "The tinder has disappeared. ”

Mo Sanci: ......

What does it mean to disappear?