"Who...... Come out!"

His legs retreated slightly, and his clenched fists were placed on his waist, Chen Mo actually wanted to hold his own Bleak Blade, but the Bleak Edge was still on the ground, and Chen Mo naturally couldn't get it. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info[Ran^Wen^Library][]. [774] [buy]. (Shuku (7764)) frowned slightly, and Chen Mo looked around, as if to find the person who spoke.

But soon, Chen Mo stopped looking for where the person who spoke was.

As if the ground had subsided, the altar under Chen Mo's feet shook violently, and the messy stones on the altar continued to fall to the ground, and the rising gunpowder smoke instantly surrounded Chen Mo, and Chen Mo's violent coughing sound continued to come out of the smoke and dust.

In just an instant, the altar was broken in half, Chen Mo subconsciously wanted to rush out, if he continued to stay on the altar, Chen Mo estimated that he really had no other choice than to be buried alive.

The place touched by the palm of his hand was empty, Chen Mo was overjoyed, the strange power that had been imprisoning him disappeared, Chen Mo was just about to rush out, the altar under his feet collapsed instantly, and the feeling of vacating made Chen Mo involuntarily let out a terrible scream, but the next moment, Chen Mo, who had nowhere to focus, fell down violently like a stone on the altar.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and only a pile of boulders remained at the location of the altar, which looked unusually messy, and there was no desolate momentum at all.

"Ahem......"

With a violent cough, the huge stone slowly moved, and then was thrown aside like garbage, and a dusty hand stretched out from under the stone, and the hands kept groping back and forth between the stones, as if the corpse from the ground had been resurrected.

Chen Mo kept pushing away the stones around him, these stones didn't know what kind of special stones they were, a small one, it was surprisingly heavy, if it weren't for the changes in Chen Mo's body, the strength was not much greater than before, and it was also extremely difficult to climb out at this time.

Constantly moving the stones around him, it took half a quarter of an hour for Chen Mo's head to emerge from under the countless stones, his dirty head was covered with dust, and his black hair had turned earthy yellow.

As soon as his head was revealed, Chen Mo couldn't wait to breathe a long sigh of relief, but then there was a more violent cough, the action just now had already made Chen Mo's surroundings covered with dust, Chen Mo's throat, I don't know how much dust I inhaled.

But fortunately, Chen Mo has no cleanliness habits, and Chen Mo is also very familiar with such a dirty environment, when Chen Mo was young, if it weren't for his humble and inferior self-esteem telling him again and again not to pick up the food discarded by others to eat, the rest of the dirty that he could think of, Chen Mo had almost come into contact with it.

Chen Mo hurriedly stopped breathing, his current state could not breathe for up to a quarter of an hour, however, the time to wait for the dust to fall obviously did not need to be that long, just a moment, Chen Mo ushered in the smell of the air that he had not seen for a long time.

After a short pause, Chen Mo continued to work, and now Chen Mo no longer thinks about whether he is dirty or not, except for trying to slow down himself, the speed in Chen Mo's hands is extremely fast, and it didn't take long for Chen Mo's waist to leak out from under the stones.

But...... Looking at his body, Chen Mo had no other feeling except for being speechless.

The clothes on the upper body became strands of cloth hanging on the body, and the body under the strips, the scars looked so pathetic on the white body, the valgus wounds looked like they were grinning and laughing at Chen Mo, and the white skin covered by the dust finally stopped making Chen Mo feel no longer so uncomfortable.

Chen Mo didn't care much about the wounds on his body, although the skin and flesh turned out, but from childhood to adulthood, Chen Mo had encountered many such wounds, and they were all skin injuries, although it felt very painful, but it had no effect on Chen Mo's actions, he had long been used to such pain.

Sitting on the ground, Chen Mo kept exhaling heavily, and after almost desperate excavation, Chen Mo finally crawled out of the rocks.

But in spite of this, the silence was still exhausting enough, and moving stones was probably the hardest thing in all manual labor, and it was still when I was buried, and the stones were not ordinary stones, and each stone was unusually heavy.

But the good thing is that ...... It's finally out.

Lying on the ground and looking at the sky, the birds flying by from time to time made Chen Mo feel a strong breath of life, the sky was still so blue, the air was still so fresh, with a unique aroma of Lianyin grass, everything was so beautiful.

"It's good to be alive. ”

The feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made Chen Mo, who was lying on the ground, involuntarily let out a sigh that was extremely inconsistent with his age, of course, Chen Mo was fully qualified to express this kind of emotion, when other people's children were still spoiled for trivial matters, Chen Mo was desperate for trivial matters.

His psychological age is far from being comparable to Chen Mo's real age, and bearing the burden of life too early makes Chen Mo precocious earlier.

The precocious maturity of children from poor families is an immutable truth everywhere.

Of course...... If the soft soil under his body becomes a magic shell, Chen Mo will like it even more, Chen Mo will definitely not dislike the hardness of the magic shell, and being able to lie down and sleep in the magic shell is one of Chen Mo's few dreams.

But soon Chen Mo smiled, this harvest was enough for Chen Mo to complete this not very great dream.

Chen Mo, who fell into infinite obscenity, soon realized a problem, a problem that he ignored, and a problem that was very important to himself.

The one that had just happened, whether it was an earthquake or something else, caused an extremely important reaction, and that was the collapse of the ground.

The consequences of the ground collapse don't need to think about it, Chen Mo knows it.

A carp stiffened, and Chen Mo stood up from the ground, his eyes quickly looking in the direction of Lianyin Grass.

Looking at the collapsed Lianyin grass, Chen Mo could almost squeeze out the water on his face, and more importantly, a lot of Lianyin grass had been buried in the soil and had been sparsely rotten, and whether such Lianyin grass could be sold for money had become a huge problem.

The Lianyin grass that was buried by the soil was one-third of the entire Lianyin grass, and when he thought of his huge loss, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh.

If he catches the real culprit of this accident, he will definitely skin and cramp the real culprit, a third, how many magic shells is that.

As for the real murderer, Chen Mo already had the answer in his heart, except for that inexplicable voice, Chen Mo really couldn't think of anyone else.

However, the real murderer has not come out yet, and Chen Mo can only think about it, but that desolate sigh makes Chen Mo faintly feel bad, and the real murderer is very likely to have something to do with this altar.

The desolate sigh is definitely a perfect match for the desolate altar.

Moreover, if the real murderer really has something to do with this altar, it is very likely that it is he Chen Mo who will be skinned and cramped, think about a character who has something to do with the altar, then ...... The thousand-year-old demon.

Chen Mo tried not to think about this, and after glancing at the buried Lianyin grass, Chen Mo found that his attention was really well diverted.

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