"Why didn't you see it?"

Xinghan was covered with sweat, wiped it several times, and still flowed to his eyelids, a little astringent, and obstructed his vision, and after looking for a long time, he still didn't find any five-leaf clover and red hawthorn.

I had no choice but to move on.

There are more and more thorns, this road, not like the traces of people walking? In front of me is a wild field, weeds, shrubs, and branches are densely intertwined, and you have to constantly swing an axe to move forward.

Xinghan's doubts in his heart hit another wave, but when he remembered Mangkhut's words, he would definitely be laughed at by him when he turned his head back now, and the days ahead would be even more sad.

Continuing to work hard, he finally found that the terrain was slowly sloping down, and it seemed that there was a valley ahead.

In the huge mountainous area, there is a place that suddenly recess down, like a giant fist falling from the sky, a big hole smashed with a hammer, after years of brewing, it grows into a refreshing and sun-shading dense forest.

A little thirsty, go to find some water to drink, Xinghan followed the low-lying place, and gradually saw that the ground was wet, and it seemed that there was a water source in front of him.

A gust of roasting wind fanned from the front, and Xinghan saw a giant bird full of fire, as high as a rooster, with a sharp whistling sound, and another flame erupted from its long beak.

Xinghan couldn't help but hold his footsteps, seeing a clear spring in front of him, but a big bird was roasting on fire.

That's right, this giant fire eagle, flapping its long wings, spews flames into a pool of spring water, and roars a few times from time to time.

The water was bubbling with a blazing fire.

Just as Xinghan was puzzled, a firebird, what are you doing with water?

Whew, another smell of scorched air, the fire eagle, converging its long wings, stood on the shore, bent its long neck.

It's drinking water.

It turns out that this guy is roasted over fire and then drunk, so he can't drink cold water, such a picky bird?

Watching the giant bird fly away after drinking the water, Luo walked to the water spring and tested the temperature with his water finger.

I wiped it, it was so hot, and Lo retracted his fingers all at once.

The weather was already hot, and I finally saw a clear spring, but it was boiled by a stinky bird. What can I do?

Xinghan had to pick a huge leaf next to him, scoop up the water, and blow a few blows before he could barely eat. This Nima is too gentle, but there is no way at all, because there is such a pool of spring water around.

Woooo

Xinghan was drinking hot water, and suddenly heard a strange noise around him, and when he looked back, there were four lizards spitting out their tongues and moving closer to him.

The strips are more than three feet long, the dark red tongue is whirring and shaking on the side of the fangs, and the floating scales of the feet are bursting, which is particularly terrifying.

Luo quickly put down the leaf and slowly touched the axe next to him.

Bang! A stone splashed, and four monitor lizards jumped up from both sides and pounced towards Xinghan.

Xinghan backhanded an axe, and between the horizontal slashes, he brought out an axe wind and cut off the tongue that flew first.

The blood gushed out, and the monitor lizard immediately fell to the ground and rolled, and the other three monitor lizards left scratches on Luo's left and right shoulders.

One against three, the situation is not optimistic.

In this case, the soles of Xinghan's feet secretly condensed, and there was a buzzing sound, his body had turned into a sharp arrow, and the axe shadow fell under the trunk of a tree, and with a bang, the head of the monitor lizard leaning nearby turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Xinghan suddenly noticed that the feeling was wrong, it turned out that the blow just now was too strong, the handle of the axe had been broken, the axe had left a big hole in the trunk, and the tree was creaking and falling to the side.

One was hit hard, the other was killed, and the remaining two monitor lizards, their momentum slipped obviously, staring at Xinghan and leaving.

Woo woo woo~

The birds on the treetops scattered in unison, and the howling wolf howls rose.

But after a breath, Xinghan felt that he was already surrounded, and within a range of thirty or forty zhang, dozens of black wolves were snorting with hot tongues, staring at the bloody Xinghan.

It turned out that the movement just now had awakened this group of vicious wolves, and they could smell the strong smell of blood from afar.

The wolf's eyes that have not woken up, and wisps of saliva hang under the fangs.

There is no way out here, Xinghan can't help but feel numb in his scalp, and most importantly, he doesn't even have an axe.

He looked at the surface of the water with his spare eyes, only to see a water streak emerge in an instant, and then he was surprised to be still, in the water, there was a water python, its big flat head of a cutting board, floating flat on the surface of the water, waiting for the opportunity.

There are pythons in the water, and jackals in the land. Xinghan's fist clenched loudly.

He was ruthless and walked straight forward, and the evil wolf, when he saw a piece of big fat meat walking, hung on his lips, how could he not say anything? In an instant, the wolf's head was chaotic, and the fish went crazy.

Xinghan flashed and jumped left, up and down the hammer, and with this miserable scream, another layer of blood was sprinkled on his body, but he didn't know if it was his own or the wolf's.

His eyes were dizzy, and his shirt was barely lumpy, all of which were blood-colored stripes.

No! I'm going to die. For the first time, Xinghan felt that the breath of death was so close, it was just that his flesh was torn apart, blood was dripping, and everything was close at hand.

Who am I? Why am I here? Collecting medicine? What kind of medicine is being taken, fake, all fake?

The memories in Xinghan's mind are tumbling wildly, and one by one, his identities are closely changed, he is not the emperor, he is not the murderer, he is not ......

Boom! The rapid spin fell into the ethereal, and his bloodshot eyes caught the jackal in front of him. These beasts were just small spots of light, shining in his sea of mind.

Suddenly, a huge point of light resonated with the soul consciousness in the depths of the Luoyi Sea.

It's a wolf!

At the same moment, a wisp of spirit appeared from the sea of meaning, blended into that point of light, suddenly trembled, a long whistle, fell into a group, and those small points of light disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The wolf then roared, and its head slammed into the tree, and the trunk slammed into the trunk a few times, leaving only a pool of blood and corpses.

Yi Ling returned to the cage, Luo was in a blur, looking at the ground covered with blood, and the corpse of the head wolf lay quietly aside.

"I just turned into a wolf, and I made it crash into a tree? I want it to die. ”

"Who am I, who am I?" Xinghan's head began to ache again.

Pictures flickered by, "These are not, these are not!"

The spirit of returning to the cage, like a small grass silk, fell into the sea of meaning, and there were strange fine lines in circles, and the fine lines presented a picture that had never been seen before.

"Luo, don't cry, come, come with Aunt Five. ”

Is this the town of Bogu?

"Ji Luo, you stinky boy, go practice for me immediately!"

Yes, I'm not a star, I'm thistle, thistle......

Luo finally remembered, the intermittent picture, and was awakened by the spirit of returning.

Luo's face turned pale, and at the moment of life and death just now, the "Mind Spirit" in his body was unconsciously activated. Not only did he save his own life, but when the spirit returned, he could help him regain his memory.

However, the side effects of the mind did not subside, just now he entered the body of the head wolf, roared and hissed, drank away all the evil wolves, and even hit his head into the trunk of the tree. At this time, his throat felt as if it had been roasted by fire, and his head was even more painful.

He forcibly summoned the jujube sword, inserted it into the ground, and the sword slashed the ground, forming a simple spirit forbidden circle.

As the sun set and the cool breeze caressed, Luo put on his little wolf teeth to breathe and nourish his spirit, and the pain in his head gradually subsided.

He completely awakened the spiritual power belonging to the monk, and the immortal crystals in the spiritual cave were still intact, but because he had eaten some fireworks and ordinary food, he needed to expel the residual toxins in his body.

The cultivation of the five-leaf immortal crystal is still very simple to detoxify. The immortal qi was released from the spirit cave, and the immortal spirit qi turned into a gust of mist wind, blowing through Luo's internal organs, expelling the toxins in the body in one place, and concentrating and holding his breath.

I heard a thud, and a black ball of smoke shot out of Luo's mouth.

When he opened his eyes again, the moon was already hanging high, and a faint white light was sparsely dotted into the forest through the leaves, and toads were chirping and fireflies were flying.

Luo breathed a deep sigh of relief, stood up, and pulled out the jujube sword.

He understood that after being inhaled into the dark bead of the abyss, it didn't matter if he had to bear the huge pain of his body, and even his memories would be buried.

At that time, the skeletons on the ground should be people who could not bear the pain and died, and every time they touched their bones, their tragic memories would be stuffed into their minds, and their memories would be buried deeply.

This is the Dark Pearl.

I have to say that it is extremely scary to think about it.

The first, the hurricane injury, the physical torture, and the second, the tragic replay of the spirit, until all memories are lost.

No wonder, for thousands of years, no one has ever said that they could survive the dark beads of the abyss.

Fortunately, Luo's previous cultivation of the "Psychic Divine Will" awakened, through the split of the spirit of the mind, and then returned to the cage, reawakening the deeply hidden memories.

If Luo hadn't practiced this spiritual method, he would probably not have remembered who he was in this life, let alone know that all of this was caused by that hellish black bead.

Luo walked slowly, the night was deep, although there were beasts howling from time to time, but Luo, who had recovered his memory, was obviously not afraid of these fierce beasts, and came to chop a few.

By the way, Princess Zi Leng, they shouldn't know that they are alive yet.