Soon a transparent smeller Mo Feng appeared in front of Yang Wenyao, looking at him, Yang Wenyao was a little surprised. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hehe, don't worry, it won't dissipate for the time being, but you may have to borrow your Divine Soul Wood to use it. That smells of people, if you can, if you can help, help it. I didn't expect ......" didn't let Yang Wenyao ask, and Mo Feng said.

Hearing such words, looking at such a weak Wenren Mo Feng, Yang Wenyao couldn't ask anything, not to mention that these actually have no effect on finding his parents, even if there is, such a Wenren Mo Feng is afraid that he will not be able to help much.

In this way, Yang Wenyao simply got out of the space, thinking that he was working in vain, and nothing was as effective as the on-site investigation, but just now he saw that Mo Feng was able to come and go freely, and guessed that he could help some. But now that everyone has become transparent, it is obvious that it is impossible to ask him for help. After all, it was also Yang Wenyao who was sick and rushed to the doctor.

Out of the space, I saw Ink appear outside the door in a white suit.

"Let's go, let's go to the first place first." didn't say much, directly pulled Yang Wenyao and took off. Almost the moment Yang Wenyao blinked, they arrived at their destination.

It is different from the steel and iron walls in the center of the main city. What greeted Yang Wenyao was a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, bright and clear, and Yang Wenyao could even hear the crisp calls of birds. Yang Wenyao looked at the ink strangely, this is really strange, whether it is on the monitoring map of the starry sky or the information taken by the ink, this place should have been a high-rise building, not such a beautiful and original state like a fairyland.

Ink is obviously very surprised by this situation, and he believes in the information sent by his hand, one because of his long-term prestige, and the other because of his control. Unexpectedly, this happened.

Now there are only two possibilities for this scenario. The first is that there are things here that can confuse the monitor. The other is that they are in front of them and the previous information is real.

The corners of the ink mouth evoked a wicked and crazy smile, and the stunning appearance added a bit of charm, if someone is here, I am afraid that I will have to see the ink for life.

Seeing such a scene, the two decided to go to the other side of the location first.

The two people who arrived at the destination were stunned when they looked at the scene in front of them, and with the previous reference, Yang Wenyao and Ink did not directly reach the original destination, but landed in a small town that was still dozens of kilometers away from the destination.

The blind worship of ink on Kou Zhixing, coupled with the advent of the 'spirit girl' Yang Wenyao, made the people very excited. The two of them felt a wave of enthusiasm, even if it was Yang Wenyao who was not focused on cultivation, they also felt the aura they had felt in Mo Niang before.

Is this the power of faith? Yang Wenyao didn't know that what she was most concerned about now was whether her parents were stable.

asked some questions about the destination, and got some answers that made Yang Wenyao and Ink cry and laugh.

"Holy Lord, my grandfather said that that that there is a place for you to cultivate, so we have not been allowed to enter it all this time. Even if we were on the periphery, we wanted to go in, but we also went around in a circle and returned home unconsciously. ”

"Holy Lord, can't you find your way home?" The words spoken by the milky little doll made Ink's face darken, where is his home?

Yang Wenyao looked at the childish ink that was competing with the child, and was a little helpless, they still had something to do. I wasn't sure what was going on there, but there was definitely something wrong here.

Having the answers they needed, the two teleported directly to their second destination. Unexpectedly, this place is different from the deep forest that the people say. What catches the eye is a desolate yellow earth, scattered with some gravel.

The whole environment is so silent that you can hear each other's heartbeats. Breathing, the two looked at each other, each on guard. Obviously, this is an illusion, and in Yang Wenyao's opinion, it is still an unqualified illusion. A fantasy without sound, without smell......

Seeing this situation, Ink didn't say a word, and a thin spiritual blade appeared on his fingertips, flying straight towards the rubble of the yellow soil with a sound of breaking through the air. At the moment when the two collided, Yang Wenyao, who had been watching the follow-up with his eyes wide open, had to close his eyes, and tears stimulated by the dazzling bright light burst out wantonly.

Wiping her tears with her hands, Yang Wenyao opened her eyes, but found that she and the ink had already changed places. The green walls give it an eerie feel. Yang Wenyao was very glad that she was a monk, otherwise, even at that moment just now, I am afraid that these eyes would have to be abolished.

I don't know where I was, Yang Wenyao turned her head and looked at the surrounding environment, it seemed to be a hole, and the rancid smell made Yang Wenyao wrinkle her nose, but she was still within the range. Yang Wenyao did not directly close her sense of smell, in such an environment, if there is a slight mistake or omission, I am afraid that she will have to die here.

"Ink, what is this place?" asked in a low voice, Yang Wenyao really didn't know anything about Kou Zhixing, how to say, Ink has also lived here for 10,000 years, so he can only hope for him.

Hearing Yang Wenyao's question, Ink didn't answer, but gently grabbed Yang Wenyao's hand and only signaled her not to speak.

"Can you still use your spiritual power if you feel it?" This is...... Yang Wenyao looked at the ink behind him in surprise, as thin as the sound of mosquitoes, and after listening to the ink's words, Yang Wenyao remembered to use her spiritual power.

"......" glanced at the ink, not so frightening. No, although the ink is usually unreliable, it is still quite reliable in important moments. So......

"Your spiritual power can't be used? But mine can still ......" may be affected by the ink, and Yang Wenyao's voice is not loud. But the tone was one of deep concern. The situation they are in now is really not good, first, they don't know where they are, but they don't know if they will encounter a dangerous and powerful enemy.

Usually it's a little better, but now the spiritual power of the ink can't be used, which means that Yang Wenyao not only has to take care of her own safety but also protect the ink. Tsundere's ink has officially become a burden.

Hearing the meaning of Yang Wenyao's words, the ink darkened his face again, what's the matter, it's still different, right, you wait, when the deity goes out and can use spiritual power, the deity will definitely blast this place into scum.

The ink tried it, but he could only keep his human form, and he couldn't even change back into the prototype, should he be glad that at least his physical strength was better than Yang Wenyao's? (To be continued.) )