The safety hunter of the moon is not too worried, the current moon is no longer the little wolf in the Wanshen Mountain, and he is right to think so, because now even he doesn't know, the moon has learned a new skill - cloud flying, which is the real reason why the moon has been away from his side recently.

During the day, the ghost hunter fell asleep unconsciously, and it was already dark when he woke up again, and there were drinks and dishes on the table that were sent in by the shopkeeper at some point.

"Have my senses deteriorated like this?" the ghost hunter couldn't help but sigh, even when he was asleep, he didn't want someone to get close to him half a step around him unconsciously, of course, a large part of the reason was that he rarely slept soundly at the beginning, and meditated instead of resting.

The hunter got up and walked over to the table, grabbed a little of the finely made meat from the plate with his hand, took it in his hand, twisted it between his fingers, and put it in his mouth. The meat is still a little warm, but this favorite meat has long been tasteless at the moment, and chewing in the mouth is like chewing wax.

The hunter dragged over a bench and sat down nearby, his hands resting on his chin and staring out the window, never glancing at the table full of food until the last trace of warmth dissipated.

Everything in the room seemed to freeze at this moment, and only time and the bright moon on the horizon were quietly moving. The ghost hunter didn't think about anything in his eyes, but suddenly a figure appeared on the moon, and the ghost hunter looked at it and became stupid.

"Xuanyue!"

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When the ghost hunter came back to his senses again, it was because he felt that his throat was a little dry and wanted to drink water, of course, this was all his own mental effect, how could an immortal need water if he didn't eat the incense of the world?

He picked up the jade bottle on the table, which was full of wine, but when the jade bottle was high above his head, and the wine was about to drip from the spout because of the tilt, the ghost's action came to an abrupt halt, and then he slowly put down the wine bottle and put it back in its original position, and he walked back to the bed to meditate.

Today, he originally wanted to get drunk to relieve his sorrows, but the figure of Xuanyue on the moon before was imprinted in his heart at this moment, I don't know why, at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to let himself become drunk and look embarrassed, and he even ignited the desire to cultivate.

During the meditation, the ghost hunter couldn't help but think distractedly, he knew that he was eighty percent because he thought of Xuan Yue to produce these strange actions, no, not eighty percent, it was certain.

But he didn't understand, why did he do this because of Xuanyue?

Just like I was afraid of her, I didn't want her to see any negativity about herself, and I felt extra calm when I thought of her······

The ghost hunter struggled to erase the lingering image of Xuanyue in his heart, and unconsciously fell into an ethereal spirit and cultivated until late at night. The hunter opened his eyes, and although he was still seriously injured, he only felt light and comfortable.

He subconsciously looked at the flower on his chest, hoping that there would be any abnormalities, but there was nothing but the fluttering slender petals.

The flower on the other side also seemed to see through the mind of the ghost hunter, and turned into a tattoo with interest, revealing the purple-black mole on her chest.

The ghost hunter scrutinized it carefully, but was still unwilling to compromise on this, accepting the fact that the white-haired old man had disappeared, and he relied on the last trace of hope to activate the [Evoking Pattern] that he had been running countless times but did not move.

If you don't succeed once, come again!

If you don't succeed twice, come again!

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It wasn't until the twelfth time that the ghost hunter wanted to give up that he accidentally discovered a problem, every time he ran the [Evoking Pattern], the other side of the tattoo around the purple and black mole on his chest would glow a faint red.

"Could it be that the flower on the other side is suppressing the summoning pattern?" The ghost hunter was frightened, and hope rose violently in his heart, and he continued to cast the [Evoking Pattern]······

In the depths of the Honghuang Mountain Range, opposite the white-haired old man sat a demonic baby, two people and one son playing chess - in fact, it was the white-haired old man himself who was playing a chess game with himself, and suddenly he showed a look of surprise, if he was seen by others, he would be more surprised than himself, you must know that he has rarely had mood swings in ten thousand years.

The demon baby instantly dispersed into demonic qi and rushed into the white-haired old man's body, and the earth-shattering demonic aura made the creatures in the depths of the entire Hongbarren Mountain Range tremble, but it was not felt in the outside world.

In the end, the demonic qi completely entered, and the white-haired old man was still immortal, without a trace of the demonic qi impregnated.

"Little guy!" the old man shouted softly, his eyes flashed with joy, and he hurriedly crossed his legs, only to see the whole person floating in the air, sitting in the void and sitting.

On the other side, the hunter's chest suddenly responded, and the demon pattern overflowed with demonic energy, and there were constantly demonic patterns running out of the purple black mole to cover the ghost's body, and then helplessly the demon pattern touched the bright red lines of the flower on the other side surrounding the black mole, and it was like water vapor, turning into purple demonic qi and dissipating on the chest.

When the ghost hunter was running the [Evoking Pattern], he always paid attention to the dynamics of his chest, and this change made him greatly increase his confidence, and he drove the [Evoking Pattern] harder, and more and more magic patterns ran out of the black mole on his chest.

Just when the magic pattern was almost about to break through the bright red tattoo boundary of the other side flower, the other side flower appeared, and re-turned into a flower and appeared on the hunter's chest, the magic pattern was unrestrained and immediately spread all over the ghost hunter's body, the purple magic pattern rose on the hunter's skin, and the other side flower exuded red light on the chest, one red and one purple cut the room in half, fighting in a chamber, surrounded by demonic energy, and the blood mist was pungent.

Before, the ghost hunter could easily navigate between the confrontation between the Flower on the Other Side and the [Evoking Pattern], and he was able to observe with his own mind, but now he no longer had any other thoughts, concentrating on the operation of the true element in his body, he only felt that there were two forces pulling the tendons and veins in his body, and he seemed to be torn apart.

Originally, he was powerless to pull with these two forces, but the inner Dan in his body, the Dragon Ball, was stimulated from within and overflowed with strength, giving him the strength to be able to compete with the two forces, so his body is now becoming a three-legged trend.

However, this only lasted for a short moment, and in the next second, the power of the Dragon Ball was invincible, and the consciousness of the ghost hunter was forcibly shocked into the sea of consciousness by two forces, and he saw a white expanse, and he no longer knew what was happening to him.

In reality, the ghost hunter fainted on the bed at this moment, and the corresponding two colors of light each restrained into two virtual images appeared above the ghost hunter - on one side is the demon baby who is full of demonic energy, and opposite him is a blood-colored beast with teeth and claws but does not dare to attack rashly, and the two parties have a tacit understanding that they do not take the initiative to attack.

Just then, the roof tiles of the ghost hunter roof were pried open from the outside. Obviously, the people of the Dark Alliance have also heard about the ghost hunters fighting the Martial God Field in the Desolate Heaven Arena in the Land of Dragon Ugly recently, so they came to the door, and the person who came this time was a famous Red Dust Immortal assassin in the Dark Alliance, and several people came.

None of them would have imagined that the tile they were priry now was the coffin board they had entered the coffin!