The ghost-masked man in the black flame surrounded by thousands of ghouls, killing from one end to the other, back and forth several times until he killed all the irrational ghouls, and the remaining ghouls began to flee, leaving charred corpses everywhere.

Duan Mo's demonic spirit fire was a nightmare for these ghouls.

Dongfang Yu's eyes in the distance were almost out of his sockets, he looked at the fleeing ghouls in disbelief, and looked at the ghost wolf who was standing there, holding the girl in black, and swallowed hard, this ghost wolf ......

It's too strong!

His record of killing the ghost wolf protector was not much of a surprise for Dongfang Yu, but with his own strength, he could kill these thousands of ghouls, with such strength, in the Spirit Infant Realm, could anyone really do it?

Quantity will cause qualitative changes, so many ghouls pounce on them at once, except for the power of spiritual power, who dares to take the edge?

"It's the black flame!"

Dongfang Yu guessed the reason at once, he looked at the black flame on Duan Mo's body in a daze, this flame is so familiar......

He's seen it!

Right! He's really seen it!

A thought that frightened him in his heart appeared, this ghost wolf, could it be......

"No, it's impossible, Li Mo should be in Jianfeng now, moreover, this person's behavior and personality are completely different from Li Mo, his appearance can be concealed, his nature is difficult to change, he won't be Li Mo."

Although Dongfang Yu told himself over and over again in his heart, that thought lingered.

Dressed in a black robe, the black flames on Duan Mo's body wearing a ghost mask gradually dissipated, he looked down at the black-clothed girl in his arms who was looking at him with open eyes, took a deep breath, and said with a trilling voice in his voice, "Xuanhan...... I ......"

Before Duan Mo's words were finished, the girl in black struggled to get up from Duan Mo's arms, she bit her red lip and said in a low voice: "I'm not what you said Xuanhan, you really recognize the wrong person, my name is Bai Ying, and I am the daughter of the master of the blood-clothed sect." ”

"Nope! You are Xuanhan! That clay puppet is proof of that! That's what I gave you! ”

Duan Mo shook his head fiercely and said excitedly.

"This clay puppet?"

Bai Ying took the small clay puppet, she handed the clay puppet to Duan Mo, and said softly: "This clay puppet is what I got occasionally, not mine." ”

"Nope! No way! ”

Duan Mo stared at the clay puppet, this clay puppet was in Li Xuanhan's hand, in the devil's tomb! How did it end up here?

Bai Ying stuffed the mud puppet in his hand into Duan Mo's hand, and said softly: "Ghost wolf, you saved my life, I am very grateful to you, but I am really not the Li Xuanhan you said, this mud puppet was picked up by me a few days ago, I thought it was very interesting, so I left it." ”

Duan Mo trembled and held the clay puppet, his fingers gently caressing the crack on it, and his lips trembled slightly.

Bai Ying said softly: "Ghost wolf, it's not safe here, I'm going back to slaughter the city, the grace of saving my life, I can't repay it, if you have something, I will do my best to help." ”

With that, Bai Ying quickly turned around and left, Duan Mo carefully held the clay puppet with both hands, and his mind was full of the girl's voice and smile.

"It's not...... She's not her ......"

Duan Mo smiled, his smile desolate.

"Haha, haha."

Duan Mo disappeared at the end of the distance like a black light, leaving only the desolate laughter echoing, Dongfang Yumu sent Duan Mo away, shook his head fiercely, shook all the thoughts in his head, and quickly rushed back to the city of slaughter, this time, the loss was heavy.

The battle before the slaughter of the city ended with a big victory, and the back and forth of things gradually turned around, and there was a gap in the blood of the young generation of the desert, more than 20 people, only two of them successfully survived, but the name of the desert villain slaughtered became more and more resounding.

Sanqianlou personally awarded 3,000 contribution points to the villain Tu and Bai Ying respectively for this matter, which also made countless people blush, 3,000 contribution points! Even if it's a desperate mission, you need three to get it!

Ordinary spiritual power does not have so many contribution points, that is, in hell missions, such outrageous rewards will only appear in hunting ghouls.

It's just that these two people won the 3,000-floor commendation, and to the surprise of the desert people, the ghost wolf who suddenly rose also won the commendation, and it was a full 5,000 contribution points!

Sanqianlou will not cheat, what earth-shattering thing did this ghost wolf do, he can actually make Sanqianlou give a reward of five thousand contribution points, in the desert, Dongfang Yu and Bai Ying, who knew this matter thoroughly, were silent, in their opinion, these five thousand contribution points may be quite small, Duan Mo is so killing among thousands of ghouls, and the ghouls who died in his hands are hundreds, thousands!

If Duan Mo was willing to take out all their corpse cores and take them to the Three Thousand Floor to exchange for contribution points, it would be an extremely generous contribution point.

Hunting ghouls is extremely difficult, and in such a large group of ghouls, even if you kill many ghouls, you will not have time to retrieve the spirit core, and as long as the core is still there, the ghoul can still try to regenerate in any way.

Therefore, to kill ghouls, the only way to kill the ghouls is to destroy the core or snatch the core, which also makes it more difficult to hunt ghouls.

A situation like Duan Mo, which can kill so many ghouls and force back the remaining army of ghouls, is really rare, and Sanqianlou estimated that he also learned the news, so he gave five thousand contribution points.

Duan Mo is too lazy to dig up the corpse core, otherwise the number of contribution points will be doubled, but his demon spirit fire has already burned the ghouls into charcoal, and they can't live if they want to, and it is precisely because Sanqianlou knows this that he will contribute points to Duan Mo.

In a remote cave, Duan Mo casually threw aside the spar in his hand that showed five thousand contribution points, holding the clay puppet in his hand, looking at the cracks on the clay puppet stupidly, his mind was full of Li Xuanhan.

The old beggar was lying in the cave and pouring bad wine, drunk and hazy.

"Exactly the same person, exactly the same clay puppet......"

Duan Mo took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, and roared, "I don't believe it!" There is such a coincidence in this world that a person who looks exactly like Xuan Han will hold the clay puppet I sent! ”

The old beggar in the corner opened his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "So you believe that your little girlfriend who has no power to tie the chicken, pried open the coffin alone, broke through the devil's grave, went through many tribulations, came to the desert, changed her body, and had the identity of a bloody daughter?" ”

The old beggar's voice was like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into Duan Mo's heart, he sat on the ground dejectedly, and muttered, "But ......"

"It's nothing, but, if you don't believe it, just check it yourself, there is nothing in the three thousand buildings that can't be found, you just picked up five thousand contribution points, take it and look at it?"

The old beggar woke up Duan Mo with a word, he hurriedly picked up the spare, and his consciousness sank into the light curtain, looking for the information of the white warbler in the bloody door.

Perhaps because of the relationship between the Bloody Clothes Gate, the price of Bai Ying's message was as high as one thousand contribution points, and Duan Mo paid the contribution points without hesitation.

Bai Ying's detailed information appeared in front of Duan Mo, from the date of birth to the spiritual power of cultivation, some battles and what happened to her at the first level, everything was very detailed, and the details were abnormal.

Duan Mo looked at the information in front of him over and over again, and after half a sound, he exhaled, a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes, he checked Bai Ying's information, there was nothing unusual at all, she was a genuine daughter of the bloody family, and she had nothing to do with the girl in Qingshui City.

"Could it really be a coincidence from God, a person who looks exactly like Xuan Han happened to pick up this clay puppet?"

Duan Mo glanced at the desolate world outside, leaned against the rock wall, and slowly closed his eyes.

The picture of getting along with each other in just ten days when he was a child came to mind, and Duan Mo's heart was full of the girl's every move.

The next moment, Duan Mo opened his eyes suddenly, he stared at the clay puppet in his hand, and he suddenly reacted.

He has always focused on Bai Ying, this blood-clothed daughter who looks exactly the same as Li Xuanhan, he was wrong from the beginning, how big the world is, what if there are two people who look exactly the same, this Baiying grew up in the desert since he was a child, and he is a real blood-clothed daughter, and he can't fake it.

However, this clay puppet is different, this is made by Duan Mo himself, this is the only one in the world, this clay puppet should be in the devil's grave now!

Duan Mo recalled in his mind the second time he entered the devil's tomb, the first time was the soul state, at that time Li Xuanhan was holding this clay puppet in his hand, and the second time, Duan Mo's body entered the devil's tomb, Li Xuanhan no longer had a clay puppet in his hand, she finally jumped into the coffin, and the clay puppet never appeared.

In other words, the clay puppet disappeared from the time Duan Mo's soul entered the devil's tomb for the first time to the second time.

So how did this clay puppet appear in the desert? Who brought it out? What is the intention?

Why did it happen to appear in the hands of a person who looked exactly like Li Xuanhan?

And, he's going to run into it!

Duan Mo stood up with one hand supporting the rock wall, he looked outside, took a deep breath, his eyes were full of cold killing intent, and his anger almost buried his reason: "Calculate me with my most precious thing, you are really looking for death!" ”

Who else can enter the devil's grave freely?

Only those mysterious red-haired monsters are left.

The old beggar got up, walked to the mouth of the cave, and said slowly: "It seems that you guessed correctly, those with red hair all over their bodies want to do something to us." ”

Duan Mo's face sank, and he looked at the three black-clothed people who appeared at the end of the horizon, and on their palms, there was a blood-colored wolf head.

"Three blood wolf protectors, these red-haired monsters look down on me like this?"

Duan Mo's smile was cold, he clenched his fists, and his voice was extremely cold: "If you have the courage to come out by yourself, Lao Tzu will pick your skin!" ”

The old beggar glanced at him and said lightly: "Anger can indeed improve people's combat effectiveness by several grades, but it is also easy to get carried away, lose your usual judgment and reason, put away your emotions, and face the enemy with peace of mind, just these three blood wolf protectors are enough for you to drink a pot, if those red-haired things come out, you will be directly torn apart." ”

Duan Mo took a few deep breaths in a row, his chest rose and fell, trying his best to suppress the tumbling emotions, and the green tendons in his hands began to relax.

Anger is not terrible, it is the calm angry person who is terrible.