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As soon as Mo Yiyi's words fell, Xiao Hei suddenly let out a low roar, and a crisp young man's voice came, just a little hesitant, and a little stiff: "It's so fierce... A terrible ghost!"

Mo Yiyi turned her head to look at Xiao Hei and said, "Damn, do you speak human words?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the original ruthless and stable image immediately dissipated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lieyang suddenly felt that he was all an illusion just now?

"Hmm!" replied Blackie.

It actually didn't understand what Mo Yiyi's sentence "I rely on" meant. Originally, it couldn't speak, but since it signed the master-servant soul contract with Ximo, somehow, there was an extra way to convert soul fluctuations into mundane words in its mind.

It knew in its heart that this was the ability given to it by Ximo.

Maybe it was just starting to learn to speak, or maybe it was because of his personality, Xiao Hei's answer was short and neat, without a single word. Like his master, Ximo.

Five hundred years of cultivation, according to reason, should be able to speak.

But because Xiao Hei has been cultivating alone, no one has taught him related exercises. What's more, it has never dealt with humans, so it has never learned to speak. It's like a baby who grows up to be able to speak as long as he is taught. But if you are abandoned from an early age and thrown into a pack of wolves, you will only howl wolves, and you don't know what to say.

Mo Yiyi's thinking is very simple, no matter what Xiao Hei's current situation is, he is already Ximo's spiritual pet. It can't speak, and a man and a snake can communicate with their souls. If you can speak, it will be the most convenient.

"By the way, Xiao Hei, why do you think that female ghost is a powerful ghost?" Mo Yiyi directly asked the question in his heart.

"Don't you see that from the bottom of the cliff to this bridge, all of them are shrouded in a faint layer of red mist, and there is a smell of blood?" After saying a few words, Xiao Hei's tone was obviously much smoother, but I don't know if it is the master's arrogance, or if it is very arrogant by nature, and the tone of his speech is also very arrogant, looking like Lao Tzu's number one cow x in the world.

In fact, Xiao Hei is not ugly, the key is that the two bags on his head destroy all the senses, no matter how you look at it, it looks like two tumors...... And those four claws, it doesn't feel completely grown, it's a little deformed.

╮(╯▽╰)╭Could it be that Brother Ximo has found defective products?

Mo Yiyi couldn't help but murmur in her heart.

Fortunately, Xiao Hei didn't know that Mo Yiyi thought of himself like this, so it was rare for people to be confused, and the same was true for demons.

Otherwise, with its five hundred years of cultivation, it is about to transform into a dragon, if it knows that it is so despised by Mo Yiyi, I am afraid that it will be so angry.

Xiao Hei's body swam to Mo Yiyi's side and said, "Not only is the smell of blood heavy, but also the corpse gas is very heavy!

Mo Yiyi looked at it again and found that the wooden bridge looked a little strange.

At this time, although the moonlight was still bright, with her good eyesight, she always felt that when she looked over, it was like some small flies flying in her eyes, and her vision was blurry and ghostly.

"Huh, it seems that the smell of blood is stronger!" Xiao Hei blinked his eyes and said, "Miss Yiyi, I feel that this blood mist is not simple, it is very dangerous!"

Mo Yiyi heard Xiao Hei mention the word "blood mist" twice, like lightning flashing through her mind. I suddenly remembered that there was a white mist under the deep pool, and there was a faint red light in the white mist

Xiao Hei said that there was corpse qi, and she knew what was going on, because there were one hundred and eight corpses at the bottom of the corpse pool.

However, the barrier at the bottom of the cold pool should not have been broken, otherwise the corpse would have flowed down the river a long time ago, and the corpse qi would not be as faint as it is now, and it would not be too rich.

It's just that Xiao Hei, as a snake, has a keen sense of smell, so he smells the corpse.

But at the same time, she also remembered that the "leader" corpse had said that once the blood mist was formed, it would mean that the "Soul Devouring Blood Mist" had already taken shape. And one hundred and eight corpses, along with their souls, will be the first sacrifice of this soul-devouring blood mist.

When Mo Yiyi thought of this, she couldn't help but be shocked.

It's not good, has this old ghost already practiced this "Soul Devouring Blood Mist".

What about the one hundred and eight corpses?

What happened to her?

At this moment, the faint blood mist that permeated the air in front of him seemed to have a tendency to gradually become thicker, and it was spreading towards the place where Mo Yiyi and the others were at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Oh no! I'm afraid the old ghost will show up soon.

Mo Yiyi's mind was racing, and he had already made a decision: "Brother Ali, Brother Lieyang, you two quickly retreat at least two hundred meters away, Xiao Hei, their safety will be handed over to you." I'll deal with it here. If not, go back to the cave first, and I'll follow. We'll wait until dawn. ”

The sun had told her that the helicopter was parked on top of the cliff. But that is also where the old ghost's territory is located, and the wooden bridge can't be crossed at the moment, even if it passes downstream, it still needs to pass through the river in the end.

The old ghost's mana is profound, and he can come and go freely within a radius of ten miles. In addition, now that her two ghost children are gone, the rules set back then can no longer restrain her.

If you kill her ghost child, the old ghost will never give up.

Xiao Hei thought for a moment and nodded, stepping back with Blazing Sun and Ling Li.

Although it and the old ghost have the same five-hundred-year skill, but the cultivation method is different, the old ghost can't hurt it, but it can't hurt the old ghost either. Just like oil and water, even if they are mixed together, they are clearly distinct and cannot be fused. Ximo and Sha Manluo were seriously injured and unconscious, Ling Li and Lieyang naturally did not have any objections, everything was subject to what Mo Yiyi said.

Seeing Xiao Hei retreating with Ling Li and Lieyang, Mo Yiyi's heart settled down slightly.

She still had a blue soul stone and half a wood spirit stone left in her small bag at the moment.

When she was running all the way just now, she kept pinching the remaining half of the dark green wood spirit stone in her little hand and slowly absorbing it, although she didn't absorb it quickly during the run, she finally recovered some spiritual power. Spiritual power circulates in the body, nourishing the tired body and making up for the continuous loss of physical strength.

Giggles....... a strange laugh suddenly rang out in the night sky.

The sound was like the effect of eight surround sounds, echoing around Mo Yiyi, floating uncertainly.

"Who? Kind of come out!" Mo Yiyi snorted coldly, her right hand shook into the air with one hand, and with a clear sound, a soul-attracting bracelet appeared on her wrist again.

Strange and unknown flowers and branches are carved into it, tightly surrounding the twelve skeletons in the center, forming a kind of eerie beauty, as if death and life are intertwined, entangled, as if playing a song of life and death. The silver-white soul fire "exhaled" and ignited from the eyes of the twelve skeletons.

Mo Yiyi's left hand quietly took out the blue soul stone from his pocket and held it in his hand.

"Hahahahahaha~~~" Another burst of mournful laughter came, and the blood mist that became more and more dense a hundred meters in front of him suddenly rolled towards Mo Yiyi as if he was alive. A terrible laugh came out of it, and suddenly it became whimpering, miserable and miserable, and extremely sad.

Then, the thick blood mist rolled more and more violently, gradually converging towards a point, forming a long figure, but in just a few tens of seconds, at the wooden bridge, in the air above the river, a female ghost wearing a red long skirt, a shawl, and a puffy and pale face appeared, just floating in the air......

Under the miserable white moonlight, the female ghost just floated in the air, looking condescendingly at Mo Yiyi not far away.

It is the mother of a mother and a son with three lives!

Mo Yiyi couldn't help but be secretly frightened! This old ghost was seriously injured, and he was not very worried at first.

But that's no longer the case.

The original white skirt has become a blood-colored long skirt! In other words, she has become a red-clothed ghost at this moment.

In the underworld, there is an absolute essential difference between the ghost in red and the ghost in white.

The so-called red-clothed ghost is because he has a lot of resentment, and he can't let go of it after death, and finally improves his cultivation at the cost of giving up reincarnation, and he can only be transformed without entering reincarnation.

What about this old ghost?

Mo Yiyi's throat is a little dry, Marty, fight!

Brother Ximo...... Sister Manlo...... Bless me╮(╯▽╰)╭ (To be continued.) )