Mo Xiaotong sat cross-legged on the ground, calming down the somewhat disordered aura in his body, his eyes looking at the sky, his face revealing a little tiredness.

It was already noon, and the sun was burning her scalp, and the hay beneath her feet was getting hotter.

But Mo Xiaotong still sat there motionless, she had been here for more than a whole day, plus the day she died unexpectedly before, today was the third day she came to the Tianchi Mountain Range.

"Tsk!" She looked at the desolation in front of her, and couldn't help but pout, where is the mountain range here, this is simply a 'small desert' where the grass roots have been gnawed away by sheep.

Moreover, the time she can stay in the Tianchi Mountain Range is only seven days, and now that two and a half days have passed, she has no clues, and it is impossible to say that she is not anxious.

But she also found something here, for example, at about this point, Suzaku was about to fly over her head.

"Karma—"

Sure enough, a huge red bird in the sky flapped its wings and flew through the sky, shouting as it flew, and fine sand suddenly floated around it, Mo Xiaotong had to squint her eyes and look up at the bird that was about to fly above her head.

She began to tense, her hands clenched into fists, and she got up from the ground in a puff of smoke, her eyes narrowed, but she kept staring at Suzaku.

Three, two, one!

Mo Xiaotong thought silently in her heart, and when she counted to one moment, she pulled out her sword violently, and quickly activated the spiritual power of her whole body and poured into the Worry Sword.

If Wang Zhenren did this again, he would definitely be surprised, because the worry sword in Mo Xiaotong's hand actually pointed straight to the sky, pulling Mo Xiaotong to fly quickly into the air.

Except for Mo Xiaotong's unsightly posture, she now makes her own spells, which can also be regarded as half of the sword technique.

At this time, Mo Xiaotong grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly and stabbed at the oncoming big bird, of course, she didn't mean to really hurt the Suzaku by doing this.

With her strength, she will definitely not be able to hurt Suzaku in the slightest, she still has this self-knowledge, her purpose is to hook up with Suzaku's claws, and strive to be able to hang the long sword in Suzaku's claws.

After yesterday's observation, Mo Xiaotong discovered a rule, as long as this place is still in the sky, when the sun is still hanging in the sky, the Vermilion Bird will appear here almost every other hour.

Before that, she had also made many attempts, such as chasing it all the time, and when she heard the first long cry of the Suzaku Bird, she had already pulled out her legs and ran wildly towards the south, where the Suzaku flew, but the Suzaku flew too fast, and after a while, it had already overtaken her and disappeared into the sky.

Once she ran for an hour, but Suzaku passed by her head twice and disappeared in front of her eyes again.

She didn't believe in evil, so she turned around and ran back, and since Suzaku flew out of the junction of the wasteland and the forest, she went there and squatted down, and stopped Suzaku before it could take off.

But it took her two more hours to run to the boundary line, a birdsong sounded, and the giant bird appeared out of thin air, and Mo Xiaotong's mind jumped a little after looking at it.

Suzaku suddenly appeared in the sky, and there was no take-off process at all, so she couldn't squat if she wanted to!

After that, she tried to learn bird calling, hoping to use this to attract the attention of the giant bird in the air, the Vermilion Bird is the king of birds, and when it hears other birds dare to call in front of it, then it should turn its head to look at itself, right? Mo Xiaotong thought so.

Although this method is stupid, and the probability of success is not great, she also thought for a long time before opening her mouth to learn bird calls, but then she was heartbroken, anyway, there was no one nearby, no matter how ugly she shouted, no one would laugh at her.

Let's try to see if the noise she makes will attract Suzaku's attention, but it turns out to be a failure, of course.

She screamed at the sky alone for another hour, and the old man didn't even look back, and still flew away from Mo Xiaotong's eyes again.

Half a day has passed, Mo Xiaotong is tired, her voice is much hoarse, and the water she brought has been drunk.

As a result, she hardly dared to run for a long time after that, for fear that she would lack water, and she had not seen any water source in this ghost place.

In the evening, after the sun had completely set and the temperature around her had dropped a lot, she dared to continue to ponder, this pondering, she also figured out something, she had no teacher to use the simple version of 'Edgeworth Flight', and poured part of the spiritual power in her body into the long sword, as long as the amount was controlled, the sword would fly.

While someone else's Edgeworth flies by standing on the sword and soaring through the sky, she can let the sword carry her all the way up, but only because she doesn't turn.

And she also found that in fact, her master Wang Zhenren taught her the art of earth escape, which is really easy to use, and if she knows how to escape earth, she no longer has to worry about what to do if she falls.

At the same time, she also planned a lot of plans to attract Suzaku's attention, she must stop Suzaku and ask Suzaku where that fairy spring is.

Yesterday was a wasted day, and she also exhausted herself, but she finally found something, and she must not waste it today.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaotong swallowed her saliva, and her palms were sweaty.

Strive for it! God, please bless me again!

Mo Xiaotong began to pray silently......

The Worry Sword flew higher and higher with her, and seeing that she was about to approach Suzaku, although she obviously felt that the temperature around her was getting higher and higher, the breath she was holding in her heart was mostly relieved.

Finally hooked, Mo Xiaotong not only began to snicker in her heart, but now her spiritual power is enough, and she can also support the long sword in her hand to rush upwards for a while, as for the high temperature, just endure it!

She visually measured the distance between herself and Suzaku, and the remaining spiritual power was enough to rush this way!

Mo Xiaotong struggled, and instantly concentrated all the remaining spiritual energy in her body into the long sword, and the long sword lived up to her expectations, and suddenly sped up.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the sword had appeared in front of Suzaku's huge claws.

Mo Xiaotong's eyes quickly widened, regardless of the huge heat around him, the hand holding the sword quickly bent, and his hand slammed forward.

Good luck came too suddenly, she watched the long sword in her hand get stuck between Suzaku's grasp according to her expectations, the corners of her mouth gradually opened, and she laughed heartily, and at the same time, her whole body was also hot and red.

"Hahaha, haha? Ahh

Halfway through the laughter, Mo Xiaotong's mind suddenly went blank, and she began to scream, her body kept falling, and the long sword was still in her hand.

What just happened? The ups and downs of life are too fast, and she can't react at all now, but in her mind, the previous pictures are constantly playing back.

She had just stuck her Worry Sword in Suzaku's fiery red claws with some tender white, and the angle and timing of her jam were perfect.

But the next scene surprised her, and she couldn't deal with it at all, the Suzaku was really made of fire, there was no substance, and what was flying in the air was more like a ball of fire with a shape.

The fire ball is not a real thing, Mo Xiaotong wants to use a long sword to get stuck, how can he get stuck, the result of such an attempt, of course, is only to fall from a high altitude.

Mo Xiaotong finally regained his senses, and tried to comfort himself, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, don't you just fall from a high altitude, as long as the earth is in hand, I won't be afraid of anything!

But in the next second, her face froze, and now it's useless to have Tu Dun in her hand! In order to rush forward, she used up all the spiritual power she had in her body! And there's not anything left!

What, even if you can escape, it may not be safe to fall from the air, I might as well pester Wang Zhenren to teach me how to fly with the sword.

Why did Lao Wang call me Tu Dun as soon as he came up, really, it's not reliable at all, the person who taught Lao Wang Tu Dun must be very unreliable, and he definitely didn't learn how to fly with his sword!

"Ahh In a ravine, a young man in a white robe with clear eyebrows sneezed again, he rubbed his nose a little dazed, what's going on recently, why did the old man sneeze again?

Could it be that the old man really caught a cold? No, no, the old man is also a fast Venerable person, and he won't catch a cold so easily.

He immediately shook his head and continued to stay at the bottom of that valley, entering into meditation.

Mo Xiaotong complained in her heart, and at the same time she looked remorseful, and then she gritted her teeth, shook her head, made up her mind, fought hard, and directly tried to absorb the aura in the air and transform it into her own try.

And now it can only be like this, because if you fall from this height, you will really die, and she herself watched the ground get closer and closer to her, and she panicked.

Mo Xiaotong closed her eyes in annoyance, desperately absorbing the aura contained in the air, but after all, she kept falling, her brain wanted her to do this, but her body did not perform it well.

Finally, boom, a loud and loud sound resounded through the sky, accompanied by a slight tremor on the ground.

Mo Xiaotong completely rolled her eyes this time, she didn't know what to say anymore, the last time she died unconsciously.

But only a day and a half later, she was still conscious, and the severe pain made her extra conscious, and she felt her whole head feel as if it were cracked, and her body was also soft.

She wanted to move, but she couldn't, and she remained in this state for a few moments, and she suddenly felt her body lighten and gradually floated.

Mo Xiaotong floated higher and higher, looking at her bloody body that fell to the ground in a daze, and suddenly realized, she felt that her skull hurt again, tsk, why did she kill herself again?

Mo Xiaotong began to pray silently again, God, can I trouble your old man again, let me live again?

She had just finished praying when another long birdsong sounded in the sky, and the Suzaku shook its wings, moved its scarlet head, but changed the route of its flight, and I don't know if it was because of the loud noise just now, it spun and flew in a circle, and then looked down at the ground a few times. In the end, he still looked ahead and continued to fly the previous route.

Mo Xiaotong's soul watched Suzaku go around in a circle, and after staring at her half-embedded body for a few breaths, the merciless head Yitai flew away, and her heart was indescribably pathetic.

It's not that the folk say that the Vermilion Bird is an auspicious bird, why doesn't it come to see if my body is dead or alive, Mo Xiaotong wants to cry without tears.