Mu Yunche was lying on the bed covered with soft satin, supporting his head with one hand, his red hair hanging down his cheeks, lined with those bottomless black eyes, enchanting and charming.

At the head of the bed is a small wooden table, on which is a plate of freshly washed grapes, and there are a few droplets of water on it, which looks tempting.

Picking up a grape and putting it in his mouth with his slender fingertips, Mu Yunche squinted lazily, with a satisfied look on his face, revealing an evil aura.

He was the bewitching man who was blocking Qi Mo'er on the cave.

Wen Xuan, the man in blue, stepped forward to pick a small bunch of grapes, and went out without saying a word.

Mu Yunche paused with his fingers, glanced at the few grapes on the plate, thought about it and felt that he had eaten enough, so he opened his mouth and called: "Wenlai, give these grapes to everyone." ”

The red-clothed man named Wen Lai walked in, stretched out his hand to pick up the plate of grapes, and just wanted to go out, but suddenly turned his head and said: "Master, the ordinary demonic beasts in this vicinity are gone, if the subordinates are not mistaken, there should be a high-level spirit beast in this vicinity, so ordinary demonic beasts dare not approach this side." ”

"Huh?" After playing with the grapes, he stood up, threw the grapes into his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a malicious smile, calmly got out of bed, tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and walked out with his feet.

"Let's go, maybe there's a lot of excitement later."

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In the forest, Qi Mo'er sat on the relatively clean ground sadly, holding a leaf and gnawing on it, her brows were furrowed tightly, and her eyes were full of depression.

After eating a few pieces, her stomach was finally less hungry, and she stuck out her tongue to remove the astringency from her mouth.

"Alas, you can only go out when this is a broken place!" Qi Mo'er muttered to herself, forty-five degrees angel horn worried about the sky.

I saw a dense black leaf overhead, the cool white moonlight shrouded the forest, but not even a little light could shoot in, the leaves were gloomy, looking more and more eerie and terrifying, and even the temperature around it unconsciously brought a strange and cold atmosphere.

After resting for a while, Qi Mo'er finally got up resigned to her fate and continued to move forward in the dark, she found that there was a change in the neighborhood. The creatures were gone, otherwise she wouldn't have been on her way at night.

Qi Mo'er absorbed the spiritual power and advanced, and when she felt that the spiritual power in her body was enough to support her to draw a flashlight, her footsteps stopped, and her bare hands drew in the void in mid-air, and the white lines loomed in the dark night.

When the white lines outlined the shape of a flashlight, she reached out and snapped it, and the air around the line writhed like a snake in an instant, and the flashlight suddenly fell into her palm out of thin air.

With a flip of her hand, she turned on the flashlight, and a strong light shone out, illuminating her way forward.

Qi Mo'er leaned against a tree and gasped, Nima, the most loveless of painting Shenma out of thin air, the aging of this flashlight is only a few minutes, and as a result, the aura in her body has been hollowed out again.

She wanted to cry without tears and took the flashlight, holding on to the trunk of the tree and slowly walking forward, she knew that she wouldn't draw, it was really a waste of spiritual power.

[It's been updated in the past few days.,I'll resume the update when I'm done.] 】