The environment here is not too bad. The surroundings are quite dry, but there is no sunlight all year round, and it looks a little cold.

Mo Zixiu sat in the corner of the wall, the small silver sword on his chest was still stuck there, and the black smoke never stopped coming out of it.

He was so weak, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. The elven dragon Frylan was lying on his lap, perhaps because it felt the heart of its master, and it had been with him all this time he was in prison.

When Bai Xiruo walked in, he saw this scene.

"Mo Zixiu, are you, okay?"

She was full of uncertainties, and did not wake up Mo Zixiu, but woke up the elven dragon Frylan, and the young dragon raised his little green head, and then opened the small flesh wings behind his back, and burrowed into Bai Xiruo's arms.

Bai Xiruo smiled involuntarily, comforted Frieland a few times, squatted down, and reached out to pull out the small sword on Mo Zixiu's chest.

With a "poof", a stream of black blood spurted out of his wound, and the black smoke on the small sword lasted for a long time, Bai Xiruo casually threw the small sword on the ground, glanced at Mo Zixiu, but found that he showed no signs of waking up at all.

"Aren't you going to bleed again?"

Bai Xiruo thought about it, threw Frieland on Mozi's leg, and reluctantly picked up the small sword again, blew away the smoke on it, and made a few strokes on his arm, and finally landed the knife on his finger.

"Shhh I don't know and think I'm a masochist! ”

The blood on his fingers was smeared on Mo Zixiu's lips.

"Why is there still no response?"

Bai Xiruo leaned his face forward, and Mo Zixiu suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-red eyes were just opposite Bai Xiruo's eyes.

Bai Xiruo was frightened, rolled his eyes and said.

"You scare ghosts?! Why don't you wake up early? ”

Mo Zixiu smiled slightly, but his smile was full of paleness.

"You're here. I ......"

Bai Xiruo didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he stuffed his fingers into his mouth, blocking his hoarse voice.

"Freshly cut, very fresh. Don't speak, your voice is so ugly. ”

Feeling that Mo Zixiu was just holding her fingers in a daze, Bai Xiruo said helplessly.

"You think I'm willing to do that? Isn't that without tools? I'm afraid of pain, cutting my wrists or something, I can't play. It's already generous to give you a finger, you shouldn't be disgusted, right? ”

Feeling the slight numbness coming from his fingers, Bai Xiruo continued.

"That's right, the Elven Queen is right in saying that no matter who you were before, you are now a blood clan after all. It's better not to restrain the things in the blood. In the future, if you want blood, I will give it to you, anyway, if you are sucked blood, as long as you don't bite the artery, you won't die. ”

Bai Xiruo raised his eyes to look at Mo Zixiu's baby face, "But I only have one request, I need you to follow me sincerely." It's not about interests, it's not about anything, and you Mo Zixiu won't be my servant, we're friends, friends, understand? ”

Looking at Mo Zixiu's somewhat stunned gaze, Bai Xiruo sniffed and said.

"I know you're not convinced, after all, I'm ...... That magic was sealed, and it didn't work for anything. Those with thin arms and thin legs have no two taels of meat. However, I still hope that you will be able to ...... Do you understand? ”

Mo Zixiu's eyes leaked a funny look, and he nodded imperceptibly.

Bai Xiruo smiled and touched Mo Zixiu's head with some joy.

"Good boy."

Mo Zixiu rolled his eyes helplessly, turned his head away, and dodged Bai Xiruo's hands.

"Don't make a fuss, I don't know how much older than you, and you're still a child, what about teasing me?"

Bai Xiruo naturally sat down next to Mo Zixiu.

"Much bigger? How old are you? ”

"Are you twenty?"

Bai Xiruo nodded, the body of the soul master was indeed twenty years old.

"I'm in my sixties."

"Poof......" Bai Xiruo stretched out a finger and poked Mo Zixiu's cheek, "Are you kidding?" Sixty?! Your face, no matter how you look at it, looks like a baby face of sixteen, seven, eight, and it's impossible at all! ”

Mo Zixiu reluctantly opened Bai Xiruo's fingers and sighed.

"We, the Mo Clan, are celestials."

"Celestial? Immortal? ”

"No, it's not a god yet, it's just a human being, it's just that our ancestors have a god who appeared."

"I'll just say, you guys must be amazing." Bai Xiruo paused, and suddenly remembered Zhuge Luoyun, "Do you know Zhuge Qianlu Palace?" ”

"Zhuge family?" Mo Zixiu glanced at Bai Xiruo, "Have you seen them?" ”

Bai Xiruo nodded, "Yesterday, there were still people from the Zhuge family. ”

Mo Zixiu thought for a while and said.

"Since you have seen the Zhuge family, you should know that the heavens are right."

"He said, what a low-level rank." Bai Xiruo pursed her lips unhappily, reached out and hugged Flilan and rubbed it, and Flilan, who was kneading it directly, hummed unhappily, "No wonder it's so dragging, it turns out to be a celestial, celestial man is amazing!" Isn't it just a little bit more powerful? ”

Mo Zixiu looked at her like this, and said with some puzzlement.

"What? Did the heavens mess with you? You belong to the lower rank here. It is the battlefield of our Heavenly Rank and Demon Head. And you here, the so-called Apocalypse Campaign, which is the beginning of the war between the Celestial and the Demon Head. After the Apocalypse Campaign, it is the real war. ”

"Don't talk about that yet." Bai Xiruo interrupted him by opening his mouth, "I just want to know what is going on with you celestials now." ”

Mo Zixiu just pondered for a moment and began to tell the previous story.

"According to legend, antiquity. In the war between gods and demons, the demon head made a conspiracy to kill the god head, and the god head fought back on the verge of death and sealed the demon head in the Apocalypse Realm Bead, which is now the Apocalypse Continent. ”

"After the demon head was sealed, he was still dishonest, he always wanted to use this small world in the Apocalypse Realm Bead to gradually devour the Apocalypse Realm Bead, and the Celestials, who are the descendants of the Great War of Gods and Demons, are responsible for stabilizing the seal."

"What the hell is the lower rank?"

Bai Xiruo was still confused.

"The lower level is the small world of the Apocalypse Realm Bead, look at you." Mo Zixiu turned his head and glanced at her up and down, "You were originally black-haired and black-eyed like the Celestials, but after the erosion of the Demon Head for 10,000 years, you here have long been unrecognizable. ”

Mo Zixiu stretched out his hand and picked up the pendant around his neck, "Our current battle is getting more and more difficult, every time the demon head breaks through the seal of the Apocalypse Boundary Bead, the celestial side will fill in a lot of lives, and the celestial who fills in it can't even return the soul." ”

"There are fewer and fewer celestials, and there are only a few families left who can really fight. The man we have been looking for is the key to this Apocalypse Campaign, and if we don't find him before the Apocalypse Campaign begins, then we will definitely lose. The demon head will truly break through the seal of the Apocalypse Realm Bead, and at that time, there will be a big trouble. ”

"Are you looking for a quest?"

Mo Zixiu smiled slightly.

"You even know about Zhengdao?"

Bai Xiruo nodded hurriedly, "You have to know." ”

"Zhengdao ......" was silent for a long time, and Mo Zixiu finally spoke, "It is the name of the godhead." ”