Bai Ling was killed by being killed by life and death, and he still can't forget the taste of more than a thousand knives cutting himself into white bones.

If he would have admitted defeat on weekdays, but this time he mustered up the courage to light a phoenix fire around him, roasted these blades alive, and said:

"I want, wait for her to come back! I will, watch her kill with her own hands, that madman!"

Bai Ling's words stumbled, and when he spoke, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and even his body trembled.

He's scared!

That thing he was afraid of was more terrifying to him than Ling Chi!

The iron juice on the ground that was burned by Bai Ling gradually solidified little by little, and once again condensed into a perfect sword in Mo Fan's hands.

Bai Ling had always reacted quickly, and before Mo Fan could draw his sword again, his body had already turned into a little white light and dissipated.

Bai Ling's voice came from all around.

"If you want a relic, just attack me and go to the city first!"

Bai Ling disappeared, and the surrounding enchantment also disappeared, before Bai Ling's enchantment disappeared, Chu Zui quickly set up another enchantment, and this enchantment was aimed at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan broke through several times to no avail, but became agitated, Chu Zui seized the opportunity to approach him step by step, and he timidly took several steps back, until there was no way back and nowhere to escape, and finally knelt down with weak legs, his body trembled, and he lowered his head deeply, unable to see what expression was on his face, but his voice trembled and gradually spit out three words very lightly and shallowly: "Yes, no, get up!"

These three words were very light, but they were one word at a time, and each word used up all his strength.

Seeing his appearance, Chu Zui didn't dare to step forward, neither to go, nor to stay, and after thinking quickly, he finally squatted down and reached out to touch Mo Fan, whose body was stiff as if he was petrified on the ground, and said, "Mo Fan, have been waiting for me, I'm ...... It's back!"

An understatement sentence, but it completely entered Mo Fan's heart.

Indeed, from the day when he had to watch her soul fly away, Mo Fan had spent a lot of effort and effort waiting for her to come back, and now, the person who was thinking about it day and night was right in front of him, holding his shoulders and telling himself "I'm back"!

This moment was too sudden and unreal, but he seemed to be looking forward to it for a lifetime.

Mo Fan tried to raise her head slowly, the person in front of her was no longer the face she used to be, but some people were like this, no matter what she became, no matter how much time had passed, she could always recognize it at a glance.

Chu Zui was opposite him, close at hand, smiling as before.

Chu Zui gently stroked the disheveled white hair on his sideburns and said, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting!"

It is true that despite seeing the cruelty with her own eyes, she is still willing to believe and believe that Mo Fan in front of her is real.

Mo Fan hugged her in his arms and used his greatest strength to hug her.

Chu Zui's eyes widened for a moment, although Mo Fan in the past, although he was good to her, he had always adhered to the principle of "men and women do not kiss", and never went so far beyond the rules, but she did not push Mo Fan away.

She knew that Mo Fan was like a drowning child now, she was the only life-saving straw he chose, how could she bear to pull his only reliance out of his hands?

After a long time, Mo Fan's voice was hoarse, and he said in her ear: "I miss you!"

Chu Zui gently hugged Mo Fan, gave him the best response, patted him on the back and said, "I know, I know." ”

In the second half of the night, she helped Mo Fan to get up and do a good job in bed, and Mo Fan, who had just said sorry, seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and now he has regained some of his youthful spirit.

Chu Zui poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying, "Why are you here!"

Mo Fan drank all the tea in his hand and said, "Find relics!"

Chu drunk and said, "What about Bai Ling?"

Mo Fan said: "Find a woman!"

Chu drunk: "............"

Mo Fan seemed to carefully organize his words for a while: "Tu Zhuo is here, he is holding your relics and planning a bad thing!"

Mo Fan looks good, has good exercises, has a good personality, everything is fine, only one drawback is the natural language barrier, it is rare for him to be able to organize such a long paragraph.

Chu Zui had to figure it out by himself.

The name Tu Zhuo appeared on the statue of the blood-cutting general in the blood-cutting concept, it should be the name of the blood-cutting general, the blood-cutting general became famous a hundred years ago, and killed countless people, if it has been a hundred years since he turned into a powerful ghost, the mana is so powerful that he doesn't need the relics who hide one-fifth of her mana to support.

Although she is the king of ghosts, the true body of the relics hides divine power after all, and if the newly formed imp swallows it, it may increase the mana, but a powerful ghost like the blood-slicing general will be counterattacked.

Why did the blood-cutting general hold that relic, because it was useful!

In addition to increasing mana, relics can also nourish the soul and purify, whose soul he wants to raise, and no matter whose soul he raises, this person is very important to him.

Thinking of this, Chu Zui asked, "Was it the blood-cutting general who fought with you in the underwater Meiqiao Ji's cave mansion yesterday, Tu Zhuo?"

Mo Fan nodded.

Chu drunk and said: "Then do you know how many Meiqiao Ji are in the moat of Moling?"

Mo Fan said: "A lot, Bai Ling just came!"

Bai Ling can come, how many of them are there, that means that the Meiqiao Ji in the moat has the same effect as this Falling Moon Tower, attracting Bai Ling?

Why attract Bai Ling?

Chu Zui had an intuition, from the mass grave to the blood cutting village to the Falling Moon Tower, all of this was related to Tu Zhuo and even Bai Ling.

When they had no clue, it was the Cutting Blood Guan and the man in white who led them to the Moling Falling Moon Tower, and now the man in white Mingxi has lost half of his soul.

Therefore, if you want to investigate the case, you must return to the concept of cutting blood.

When Chu Zui was about to go out, she naturally thought of Suiyu, but there was no way to find the countless Falling Moon Towers in this mixed room, and she felt that Suiyu might have to be entangled for a while with Luoyue, so she had to go out by herself, and Mo Fan didn't need any words at all and followed directly.

When Chu Zui and Mo Fan rushed to the Blood-Cutting Temple, this Taoist Temple was already empty, and the two of them rummaged through all the rooms and didn't find a single Taoist priest, so Chu Zui and the two had to go out in a huff, but they didn't want to suddenly hear an "oops" sound from their feet at this time.

The two of them looked down and saw that it was Ouyang Tiezhu's soul.

Chu Zui was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Ouyang Tiezhu said aggrievedly, "That ghost grandfather hung me on your belt when he was in that big green building!"

As soon as he heard this, Chu Zui immediately pressed Mo Fan's hand to draw his sword and said, "It's just a little soul, don't care, don't care!"

In the past ten years in the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, whether it is a demon or an immortal, as long as the man who is close to him, as long as he is bumped into by Mo Fan, he will draw his sword and teach him a lesson.