Glutinous rice doesn't know how long she's been walking on the trail.

In the beginning, she would still silently calculate the time in her mind. But after calculating for a long time, even she herself began to become numb, and she couldn't remember whether she had counted it today, or if she hadn't counted it at all. After such a situation had arisen so much, she simply gave up the idea of counting days.

No matter how many days passed, as long as she didn't want to look back, these days were insignificant to her.

After leaving the soul-channeling path that would plunge people into the past, they saw the sunrise and sunset again, and finally no longer had to face complete darkness. But on this mountain road, once it falls into the night, it is still so terrifying.

At first, they would go on the night road, but gradually, they found that even if they tried to catch up at night, the mountain road was still as long as it would never be finished. As a result, they regained their usual habit of training, only hurrying during the day, and at night, they would always light a bonfire and rest quietly.

Along the way, they found countless corpses on the ground, known or unrecognized, falling.

At first, I felt sad and sad, but gradually I became numb.

Because there are so many of them, if they don't see one, they will have to mourn, and then I'm afraid they won't be able to move forward.

The only thing that Glutinous Rice still cares about now is Mu Kui, who is sleeping in her storage bag.

She would release Mu Kui every night when she was resting, and then find a way to wake him up. However. No matter how much glutinous rice was used, Mu Kui still fell asleep quietly. Not to mention that there was not a trace of waking up, and the glutinous rice couldn't even touch Mu Kui's body.

It's a pretty strange thing.

No matter how sleepy the body of the Wood Spirit puppet was, the Wood Spirit itself should be awake. If it weren't for any damage or being sealed by a powerful monk, the wood spirit would be an immortal being. But Nuomi extended his divine sense to Mu Kui's body several times, but he couldn't resonate with Mu Kui's body, Mu Kui.

If it weren't for Mu Kui still having a trace of life, Nuomi would definitely think that this guy's wood spirit body had left this body.

Nuomi even asked Lu Leopard and Zhu Zi to help see Mu Kui's situation, but the two of them couldn't do anything about it, and they didn't even understand what situation Mu Kui was in.

Even those Spirit Lotus Fairies came to see Mu Kui once, because they were almost of the same origin as Mu Kui and a wood spirit like Mu Kui. Glutinous rice also hoped that they could see something. It's a pity that this is also an empty joy.

“…… Yes. Waiting for flowering? ”

After some discussion, the Spirit Lotus Fairies came to such a conclusion.

Nuomi was a little speechless, so he asked, "Do you see what kind of wood spirit he is?" ”

Ah Mo shook his head on behalf of the Spirit Lotus Fairies.

"He ought to ...... It's not a flowering variety. Glutinous rice guessed. He reached out and touched Mu Kui's arm.

Mu Kui's arm was still a little soft. Although it is the body of a puppet. But he has been assimilated by himself a lot, and he has a real sense of flesh.

When Nuomi lived with Mu Kui, his body was closer to Lingmu. But now it looks like an ordinary monk, which makes glutinous rice trance.

But no matter how hard she tried, Mu Kui still fell asleep quietly.

In addition to taking a look at Mu Kui every day, Nuomi also called Fuji Xiaoqiao outside and asked him to cultivate with the aura of the outside world.

At first, Fuji Xiaoqiao was very reluctant to blow the strange wind blowing down from the top of the mountain, but after gradually getting used to this environment, even when he was rushing during the day, he would not burrow outside and absorb the thick fairy mist around him.

It's just that it doesn't bother to walk, and every time it comes outside, it either shrinks into the arms of glutinous rice, or sits on the shoulders of the pillar, holding the head of the pillar and giggling.

It also likes to wander around the leopard, as if looking for its tail, but every time it is coldly pushed away by the leopard. If it was someone else who did this, Fuji Xiaoqiao would have been in tears a long time ago. But in exchange for the leopard's various rejections, it was quite happy.

The leopard pointed at Fuji Xiaoqiao's forehead and pushed it away, and Fuji Xiaoqiao giggled and turned around and pounced on the leopard.

Looking at the expressionless appearance of the leopard, even Nuomi couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

The leopard didn't really hate that quirky little guy, which even a few Spirit Lotus Fairies could see, let alone glutinous rice and pillars. Fuji Xiaoqiao himself was a very sharp spirit fruit doll, and if he felt the danger, he would have fled from the leopard long ago.

In fact, the leopard himself was really helpless.

He really thought about swallowing this spirit fruit doll at the beginning, but it was a thought at that time that made him leave such a scourge. If you had taken a side bite of your heart at the beginning, where would you still be in such trouble now?

The leopard thought as he reached out and pushed away the rattan bridge that was rubbing against his waist.

This doll is just delicate and good-looking, in the eyes of the leopard, this is also a spirit fruit, and it is a spirit fruit that cannot be eaten, which makes him feel irritable.

Nuomi originally had the intention of catching up with Tian Tian as soon as possible, but after he began to rest at night, this thought gradually became lighter.

She was now almost sure that Tian Tian must have a spiritual weapon in her hand that could shoot away the soul and the strange wind, so she would go farther and farther on this mountain road.

Nuomi even had an intuition that the spiritual weapon that Tian Tian used to dispel the strange wind on this mountain road might be the secret of the earrings left by Nuomi A-Niang back then.

There is no evidence for such a thing, it is just a little premonition of Nuomi's own, but after she had this feeling, she immediately believed it.

And......

Tian Tian was probably chasing Ye Fan.

Again, it's just a hazy feeling. But after giving birth to such a feeling, glutinous rice believed it again.

She remembered that when she was on Qingquan Peak at the beginning, Tian Tian took her to the mountain behind her, and the two sat side by side, and Tian Tian shed tears in front of her after saying what happened to Ye Fan.

That was the first time Nuomi saw Tian Tian crying, and it was the only time.

Later, although she and Tian Tian did not stay together anymore, she had never heard of the female cultivator who was used to being a senior sister ever showed any weak face.

Tian Tian is always so proud, holding her chin high, and holding the tip of her delicate nose to look at people.

Even when Zhao Liheng fell out with Tian Tian and confided a lot of hurtful words, Tian Tian just looked at each other with a pale face, with a fierce look in his eyes.

She is such a female cultivator, who turns all the unwillingness and sadness in her heart into anger, and then treats everyone with a domineering attitude.

But only in the face of Ye Fan's affairs, Tian Tian would always involuntarily show his soft side.

Nuomi doesn't like Tian Tian now, and she won't have any envy for her, but whenever she thinks of the tears that Tian Tian shed on the back mountain, Nuomi feels that it seems to be Tian Tian's truest side.

She would not sympathize with Tian Tian, but she did not doubt that Tian Tian would be more impulsive than her, and she was willing to pay the price of being broken in order to catch up with Ye Fan.

Let alone...... It's not Tian Tian himself who is broken now, isn't it.

Thinking of this, Nuomi felt that Tian Tian was unforgivable.

Tian Tian can chase after Ye Fan, but there is no need to pull others to accompany her.

Thinking like this, Nuomi couldn't help but turn her head to look at the pillar and the leopard.

She used to chase after Ye Fan so obliviously, as if Ye Brahma was born with attractive charm, so that Nuomi and Tian Tian, or there were more female cultivators, would look at him regardless of it.

And the Wood Kui......

Although Mu Kui was just a puppet, Nuomi could see that he was towards Ye Fan.

This feeling of "heading" is subtle, and it doesn't just come from the puppet and the master. It's like when the pillar was a puppet, he was also very willing to get close to glutinous rice, but that kind of closeness is not only because glutinous rice is the master, but also because glutinous rice is glutinous rice.

Such a feeling is very difficult to distinguish, and can only be described as a vague and hazy feeling.

But the glutinous rice has pillars and leopards.

If she continues to be blind like that, she will cause the two people around her to be unbearable with the wolf.

So, she stopped and turned slowly.

When she saw Mu Kui fall on the road, Nuomi almost felt that she had seen her former self. If she had been following Ye Fan, would she be like Mu Kui, who fell halfway, and couldn't even get a look from Ye Fan to look back.

Ye Fan is......

Monk.

The purest and most thorough monk.

In his eyes, there is only practice, and only immortality.

Nothing, no feelings, no one can be a stumbling block for him.

Ye Fan was well educated.

It is precisely because he is so well educated that in his eyes, there is nothing but cultivation. So everyone and everything became something he could get rid of.

He had kept Nuomi and Mu Kui by his side because they were still useful to his cultivation. And if he and the two of them blocked his path, he would naturally abandon the two of them without mercy, just like the original Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"You...... What is the experience? Is it because you don't want to see a world without Ye Fan, so you are asleep? ”

Glutinous rice stroked Mu Kui's arm and asked softly.

Mu Kui fell asleep quietly and did not respond to the glutinous rice.

His body is a puppet, so even if he is injured, he will not grow on his own. Nuomi saw countless scars on his arms. Some of those injuries were injured by sharp weapons, and some were potholes blown out by spells, which made people feel distressed when they looked at them.

Most of these scars were blocked by him for Ye Fan.

And one day, the people behind him no longer need his shield.

So he fell on the road, like a corpse. (To be continued......) R1292