"How so? I've never heard of the existence of King Gong," Poria cocos, who was weak and limp on the ground, gradually lowered her eyes.

People are so vulnerable in the face of fear, and monks are no exception.

Kept in captivity in the sect, they have never experienced death so definitely.

"Poria, it's okay, we'll definitely be fine, hurry up." Forcibly pressing the fear in his heart, Yue Yi squatted down softly and persuaded him.

"How can it be okay? Can't you see such a powerful King Gong! Hysterical roars, Poria clutched her ears in pain, not wanting to hear the growl, which was getting closer, louder and louder.

It seemed that as long as she covered her ears, she would no longer hear the shrill voice that frightened and panicked her.

The shrill and piercing voices never stopped, and the creepy feeling always accompanied them.

Perhaps, in the blink of an eye, you will see the ferocious and tyrannical King Gong!

"Ahh

Everyone looked back, only to see Xiao Bing tripped over an arm-thick vine on the ground, and the strong vibration caused the jasmine on its back to fall to the ground, and she couldn't help screaming in pain.

However, the moment she raised her head, she was confused, why were everyone's expressions so frightened and surprised?

It's like seeing something horrible.

Xiao C, what's wrong with you?

Why are you crying?

Rolling her eyes in a daze, Jasmine soon understood, no wonder she could feel a burst of wetness, it turned out. It's the blood that's flowing.

She, her unconscious lower body, was eaten by King Gong?

"Xiao C, don't come here." Muttering to herself, she finally lost all of her senses. Completely dead. In the last time that Jasmine stayed in the mortal world, the only thing she could see was Xiao Bing, who was heartbroken and pounced up, but at this moment, the last thing she wanted to see was this.

"Whew!!!"

A loud, heart-wrenching, grief-stricken wail.

When King Gong brutally and bloodily crushed that head. Xiao Bing had already rushed forward desperately, even if its weak body was like an ant in front of King Gong at this moment. It was unmoved either.

didn't even raise his eyelids, King Gong just gently raised his forelimbs and fell disdainfully, and Xiao Bing's body was trampled under his feet and ravaged by it.

The dark green blood of the demon beast and the bright red soil gradually merged, and Xiao Bing, who felt powerless, stared at the land below him with wide eyes.

A tear the size of a pearl slowly flowed

Dark green blood rendered the blood-red land again. Jasmine's blood. Xiao Bing's blood and the hot tears gradually converged together, dyeing that piece of land out of shape.

"Sister Jasmine! Little C! Woo woo woo woo "Guo'er cried out heartbreakingly, what happened at this moment made her unacceptable, and she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. It's the so-called facts.

"Look at the fragrance here, it's all withered." The sad Mu Yanran raised her hand. Pointing to the fragrance of the dark green and bright red blood.

No, they can't be called Moxiang anymore.

Because, they are gradually withering, gradually shrinking, and gradually changing into another plant.

Mo Xiang is withering rapidly at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, the delicate and beautiful colors of the past suddenly disappear, and the fresh branches and leaves are also rapidly withering.

The huddled incense was very ugly, the color of dead branches and fallen leaves, dry and without a trace of life, and it could no longer emit fragrance.

The faint, lingering fragrance on the tip of the nose is gone.

The blood-stained fragrance of Mo, in just a few breaths, completely turned into another plant, withered Yan!

"It turns out that the fragrance of Mo stained with blood is dry Yan." Squatting silently on the ground, Mo Kongjing plucked a withered Yan from the bloodstained land.

Stained with blood, it became very ugly, and its face was hateful, and it could no longer find Moxiang's original delicate beauty, nor did it diffuse a trace of floral fragrance.

"It was a gift from heaven, but that's it." There was silence for a while, but Mu Yanran's words made the others suddenly confused.

A sad atmosphere filled the air, and the Gong King seemed to have discovered something more strange and delicious, and his attention suddenly turned away from their bodies and turned to the bloodstained land.

The Mo fragrance that is transformed into a withered Yan can attract its attention even more.

There are Mo Xianglian everywhere in the secret realm, there are scattered ones, and there are even patches of flowers, even if they are cliffs and steep peaks, they will have their graceful blooming figures.

"Back then, the ancestor of Yun Moling should have discovered the secret of Mo Xianglian before he was ruthless and sealed it here." Staring at Mo Xiang with blood on the rendering, Mu Yanran's expression was so sad that she couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Found out the secret of Mo Xianglian? What the hell is going on? Yueyi and Poria raised their heads, confused, they seemed to understand something.

"Moxiang is dry Yan, and dry Yan is Moxiang. The reason why all the growth in Xiaoyao Valley is withered Yan, nine times out of ten, it is because of war. When the Soul Eater erupted, the Valley of Escape became a battlefield where bloody and cruel monks went mad and mad from the poison of Soul Eaters fought an unprecedented war. ”

told the truth with an expressionless face, and Mo Kongjing, who cherished Mu Yanran heart-to-heart, felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Why is the dry Yan that grows in the Valley of Freedom a hundred benefits and no harm?

Why is the extremely poisonous Moxiang that grows in the secret realm of Mo Xiang Lian?

The answer is here, in the hearts of all present.

Blood is the source of strength, blood is the proof that life is beating, and blood is a precious resource for countless living beings to survive.

How many people's bodies were buried in that piece of land in the Valley of Escape?

That seemingly beautiful and fat land, how many precious resources did the human body rely on for survival greedily absorbed?

"In the Xiaoyao Valley and even today, what grows is still withered Yan, how many people died in the battle that broke out in the Xiaoyao Valley a long time ago? Thousand? Ten thousand? Or millions? Heartache, sadness, choking, confusion, her tears fell drop by drop, Mu Yanran was on the verge of madness and questioned others, but when she stood up resentfully, the people she saw and faced all lowered her head silently.

"We can't stop the tragedy of the past, but in the future, we will definitely work together to prevent this tragedy from coming, right? The so-called withered Yan can cure the poison of Moxiang, which is a joke in itself, and we, who know the truth, are not obliged to prevent the recurrence of this tragedy? Mo Kongjing stood up calmly, took two steps forward and gently patted Mu Yanran's shoulders that were shaking because of excitement.

The sad silence of the crowd actually heard the loud sound of 'bang', but the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground no longer attracted anyone's attention.

The loud sound behind them was the sound of King Gong falling to the ground.

(To be continued.) )