Along the way, although there are many accidents, the harvest is also huge.

Just the inheritance left by Yun Moling, the Frost Strict Formula, has already exceeded their initial expectations.

However, Mu Ze's attitude and behavior are so strange that they are unpredictable, but Pingshui has been with him all the way to this point, even if he bravely entered the beast's lair, he also gave up his life to accompany him.

It's hard to believe that there isn't any other intention.

The further up they went, the more dazzling the sunlight became, and when they came up, the eyes of several people were almost completely open.

At this moment, the two Gong stopped in the flat place above, and they froze, and the end of the direction happened to be a place where the sun was comfortable and not scorching.

In that place, there is a natural stone platform made of rocks, and the top of the stone platform is full of dazzling fairy reishi grass.

The color is bright and smooth, and the roots are full and delicate.

It's just that they all have no root system, as if they were forcibly snatched over, and can only rely on sunlight and water to sustain their lives.

"Straw bales!" The sharp-eyed Mu Yanran saw the dying straw bales placed in the spirit grass pile at a glance, but before she could make a move, a black shadow next to her flew by faster than her.

Under the sun, Mu Zeting rarely hooked the corners of his lips with a hint of arc, and what he was holding in his hand was the rare twin shores in the world!

The twin shores that have no price and no market have an unbelievable miraculous function.

The two tightly intertwined branches and leaves of white and red are in full bloom, and the snow-white branches and leaves are as pure as snowflakes falling slowly in winter. The fiery red leaves are as hot as the reddest maple leaves in autumn.

It is rumored that the twin shores that can only break through the ground for thousands of years have the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life.

But it's just a beautiful myth. So far, I haven't heard of anyone who has really relied on the miracle effect of the twin shores to really come back to life.

One is as white as snow and the other is as red as fire.

The other side is twinning, yin and yang.

"This is my thing, it was robbed and hidden here by this group of demon beasts not long ago, and I have been trying to find a way to get in all this time, but I really didn't expect that in the end it would depend on you to find it. Hereon. Ze listened to thank you in advance, today I will take the first step, and we will meet again in the future. Mu Zeting under the sun finally stopped having that cold and sharp face. The corners of his shallowly curled lips and his unprecedentedly softened voice made several people look swaying.

When he reacted, Mu Ze heard that the sharp long sword on his back had been unsheathed, and as soon as he jumped on the flying sword, he bowed to everyone, and then drove the flying sword to chase the sun and break out of the mountain.

Staring at the back of the cold soft armor in the sun for a long time, Mo Kongjing shrugged his shoulders carelessly. His gaze stayed on the dazzling array of fairy mushroom spirit grasses.

Mu Ze listened and came for the other side of the twins. And all he cared about was the twin shores, and for these precious fairy mushroom spirit grasses, he didn't even give them a second glance.

Mu Yanran, who had come to her senses, didn't dare to be stunned anymore, ran up in three steps and did two steps, and hugged the straw bag into her arms, looking at it that it might not wake up at any time when it was dying, she was even more distressed.

This time, the situation of the bale has become significantly more serious.

Colorful spots began to appear on its skinny body, large and small spots of different colors all over its body. It was already dying, and now it looked even weaker in the sunlight.

The green branches and leaves seemed to be splashed with a bucket of colorful dye, and the pair of small black dots also narrowed into a slit. It's hard to find the color and glow of the past.

The colorful appearance looks like it has been poisoned.

"Straw bales, straw bales, wake up! What the hell is wrong with you? Mu Yanran, who was anxious, reddened her eyes, and after seeing that the dying straw bale did not have a trace of reaction after her call, she was even more anxious and didn't know what to do.

She had never heard of this kind of symptom on the straw bale!

"Give me the dry Yan tea first, and see if it can be saved." I really couldn't bear to continue to look at Mu Yanran nervously and anxiously, and Mo Kongjing on the side slowly stretched out a hand.

"Huh? Could it be that the straw bales were poisoned by Mo incense? However, isn't it immune to Moxiang? Although the stunned Mu Yanran was anxious, she did not completely lose her mind, she used her only remaining reason to figure out the clue and raised her head in confusion to stare at her with a cold face.

Before her brain could react, her hand had already obediently untied the pot of withered tea they had left from her waist and handed it over.

However, the danger was already approaching, and the two Gong with sensitive senses began to wander in place in panic, seeing that the group of people was still standing in front of the fairy mushroom spirit grass without reacting, and they chose to retreat quietly to avoid the limelight.

Mo Kongjing, who didn't want to answer the question, quickly brought the straw bag from Mu Yanran's hand, and after seeing the flowery unknown object, she carried it away a little in disgust.

While frowning and holding the dying straw bale tightly with one hand, she opened the lid of the pot expressionlessly and prepared to pour it into the mouth of the straw bale.

The Gong in the secret realm of Mo Xianglian devoured Mo Xiang, so their sharp teeth were naturally contaminated with the toxicity of Mo Xiang, and the grass bales that Gong had held in his mouth for so long, those wounds that were bitten by Gong had long been contaminated with a strong Mo Xiang poison.

It's a matter of course that it didn't hold up, so it's what it looks like now.

Frightened by her savage and rude movements, Mu Yanran took two steps forward and just wanted to say, 'Let me come', but carefully found that although her movements were rude, when she was about to pour out the dry Yan tea, she was still carefully taking small sips of irrigation.

Dark green tea splashed all over the straw bale, slowly flowing down its wound into its body.

Soon, the miraculous effect of withering Yan once again shocked the people of the first place.

Just as the dark green tea slowly flowed all over its body, those colorful spots really began to gradually retreat and disappear, from the color to the final complete disappearance in a moment.

Mo Kongjing's action of holding the teapot to irrigate it continued, until the straw bag in her hand opened her eyes tenaciously again, and when she felt something strange in her heart, a small black dot as big as a bean bean opened with a sound.

However, the straw bales that opened their eyes did not rush to move first, but waved their branches and leaves very rhythmically to catch the dry Yan tea flowing down, and when the dry Yan tea in the teapot was completely exhausted, it had already received a lot of branches and leaves.

The dry Yan tea piled up into a puddle on its branches and leaves, and the straw bag was a look of enjoyment, quickly absorbing the tea accumulated on the branches and leaves, and after a while, the straw bag became the tenacious vitality of the straw bag before.

It's just that at this moment, no matter how sluggish people are, they feel the lowering of the atmosphere around them.

They went deep into the nest and had nowhere to run.

Gong Qun's appearance was not expected, but it was not unexpected, no matter how careful they were, they still couldn't avoid alarming them.

(To be continued.) )