readx;? After brushing the monster all night, Mo Ye didn't encounter anything special. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe formation provided by Yan Chixia did work wonders, and this night was as good as the past ten nights.

"Is there really an inexplicable uneasiness??"

The points on Mo Xie's body have already broken the 70,000 mark, and according to this progress, it only takes two more nights at most to make up 100,000, but there is a strong uneasiness in his heart.

He remembered that in the past, he was sanctioned by the "plot mutation" after only brushing up a few thousand points in "Biochemical III", and then he was buried alive in the underground laboratory of the umbrella company and almost trapped to death.

He remembered the mechanical beasts that appeared in "Reverse the Future" - the giant mechanical snake, the nuclear explosion, the unheard of floating pyramid.

The quest world, or the Holy Scripture, is particularly good at giving Mo Ye a hard blow when he thinks he is "proud", making him spit out his points "how to eat them".

Considering the recent anomalies of the Holy Scriptures, Mo Xie had reason to believe that he had fallen into a pit somewhere, and that the black hands outside the pit were ready to dump the dirt of the podium and bury all his efforts all along.

He refuses such badends.

He refuses to repeat the mistakes of the past.

But what can be done to avoid all this?

Mo Xie didn't know, he only knew that it was time for him to go back to the city.

Dawn has arrived.

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"Jingle bell~!"

The yellow talisman filled the sky, the copper bell rang, and with the incantation that kept being recited from the mouth of the Taoist priest, Fu Qingfeng woke up.

"...... here?"

She found herself in a stone forest, four finger-thick yellow ropes wrapped around her hands and feet, and tied her firmly to the stone pillars behind her.

It was very dark, but there were wisps of cyan and golden light circulating in the stone forest, and with this light, Fu Qingfeng followed the sound of the bell and chanted the mantra.

She saw Yan Chixia sitting cross-legged on the top of a stone pillar, a trace of gold or blue light constantly flowing out of his body, and he looked divine at this moment.

But this sacredness is by no means in Fu Qingfeng's eyes.

Who would think that a person who kidnapped himself for no reason is sacred?

"Mr. Yan, what are you doing here, why are you arresting me here?"

Fu Qingfeng tried to struggle for a while, and then she found that the ropes wrapped around her hands and feet were all cast, although they looked thin, but their toughness was no less than that of steel cables, and as the rope of her struggle was full of yellow light, a burning sensation was generated in the bound place, making Fu Qingfeng almost scream. Helpless, she had no choice but to speak to Yan Chixia.

"Save people. ”

Yan Chixia didn't open his eyes, and he didn't stop chanting the mantra, only the golden blue light beside him combined two words.

"Why do you want to tie me up to save people? Is there such a way to save people? Help!"

Fu Qingfeng didn't understand Yan Chixia's train of thought very well, but according to her own situation, she thought of the sacrificial link of 'cutting off the head of the chicken and burning the yellow paper' when ordinary Taoist priests practice, no matter how noble the reason for the Taoist priest's practice was, it was not a good thing for the rooster whose head was cut off.

The intelligent Fu Qingfeng began to wriggle her hands and feet frantically after realizing that she was playing the role of a sacrifice, and even the rising heat could not stop her movements.

"Who's going to save me?"

Fu Qingfeng didn't think that there would be such an undeveloped stone forest in Kyoto, and the only possible explanation was that she had been taken out of the capital.

Barren mountains and mountains, inaccessible to people, who will respond to this woman's call for help?

Moreover, Yan Chixia's Dao method was mysterious, and Fu Qingfeng even suspected that his cry for help could not reach the outside world at all.

But she still had to call for help.

But she still has to struggle.

She doesn't want to be the decapitated rooster, she doesn't want to be meat on the chopping block, she doesn't want to face the end of her life here.

But she soon struggled.

The temperature on the rope that had been cast rose to the level of a soldering iron under her thrust, and the pain was so great that she fainted.

The golden blue light illuminated the woman's face, the sweaty hair stuck to her cheeks, the pale face, the black hair, poignant and heartwarming.

But Yan Chixia didn't cast a single glance, he was still chanting a mantra, his eyes closed, like a chef with a kitchen knife facing the ingredients, no matter what kind of expression on his face would not have anything to do with the word 'pity'.

How could he be so cruel, so indifferent?

Is he still Yan Chixia?

With a white head, he is like a stone sculpture, cold and ruthless.

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"Xiao Er, let's have bacon, and then come to the altar wine. ”

The water source in the city is polluted, and industries such as killing pigs and sheep are still closed for a long time, and if you want to eat meat, you can only choose from various cured meats.

It was still by the window, Mo Ye sat casually, with a half-empty wine jar and two wine bowls in front of him, and the little two in the store were busy cleaning up.

He returned just before dawn and gave the shop the illusion that he was 'all night'.

"Okay!"

There aren't many customers in the store, but Xiao Er won't go up to the second floor if he has nothing to do, after all, some people just don't like to be disturbed.

Xiao Er, who had received the order, put the towel on his shoulder, folded the wine jar and the wine bowl at the same time, and was about to go downstairs with it, but at this moment, Mo Ye suddenly asked:

"Wait, how much alcohol was drunk here last night?"

There was still half of the wine left in the jar, and when Xiao Er moved the wine jar, the liquid in the jar rippled and the smell of it told Mo Ye that most of the wine in this jar had been dispersed, and there was even a faint sour smell mixed in it.

The wine has gone bad.

It took at least the air for the wine to change in the middle of the night.

"One altar, this one, just this altar. ”

Xiao Er said.

"An altar?"

Mo Xie muttered and repeated Xiao Er's words.

It is not surprising that there are two bowls on the table, after all, Yan Chixia can use one bowl to hold wine and the other to hold some things to accompany the wine, but it is extremely unusual for Yan Chixia to drink only half a jar of wine at a time.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

"Is there anything else the guest officer needs?"

Xiao Er asked.

"No need. ”

Mo Xie waved his hand, and then stood up.

"I don't need bacon or wine, I'm going to go out. ”

He spread his perception out, there was no Yan Chixia in the restaurant, and at the same time, he also found that Fu Qingfeng was also missing.

An ominous premonition surged into Mo Ye's heart, and he didn't care about the shock, and flew out of the restaurant directly under his feet.

"Oops. ”

Even Mo Ye himself didn't know what was 'bad', he was rampaging over Kyoto City, and his mental power and eyesight were used to the fullest.

He's looking for two people.

A man he didn't dare look at directly.

Someone he never understood.