Mo Qinglan never thought that the first thing she got that belonged to her would be the Heaven Killing Sword.

When the familiar heaviness was passed in his hands, the thought already sounded.

It's just that...... Her sky-killing body was jet black, but the sword in front of her was silver-gray, and the seven gems inlaid at the end of the original hilt were tied with a piece of red cloth, which looked a bit like a ...... An ordinary sword used by bandits.

For the transformation of the Killing Heaven, Mochen explained it this way.

The Heaven Killing Sword is famous all over the world, and if he doesn't change his appearance, the Heaven Killing Sword will become a burden to Mo Qinglan being hunted down. Originally, she was a wanted criminal herself, so naturally she couldn't be exposed to more danger because of a sword.

Although Mo Qinglan felt that the current killing of the sky was very ugly, he was in a much better mood.

"How did you get it?" Mo Qinglan played with the Heaven Killing Sword and couldn't put it down.

"When Chu Sheng entered the palace to save you, I took advantage of the chaos to steal it in the palace." Mo Chen smiled, probably feeling that he was unconvincing when he said this, and said:

"I'm from Shadowless Valley, and it's not easy to know where a Sky Slayer Sword is hidden."

"I didn't disbelieve you, I just didn't expect you to enter the palace that night. I don't know Chu Sheng, but I think you must be completely sure that Chu Sheng can save me, so you will go to get the Heaven Killing Sword. Right? ”

Mo Qinglan put down the Heaven Killing Sword and deduced.

When Mo Chen heard this, he was full of joy, he stroked his palms and laughed: "Yes, I didn't expect Qinglan to know me very well." ”

"I don't know about you." Mo Qinglan said seriously: "From the current point of view, you have been helping me, and if you have the opportunity to save me, you will naturally not fall, but you went that night but did not save me, naturally you have confidence in Chu Sheng." I'll be glad you've got the Heaven Killer. You know me really well. Ink dust. ”

"Qinglan ......," Mo Chen just smiled gently.

Mo Qinglan has always been silent to outsiders, and he is willing to talk to him so much, inferring his good intentions, at least it means that he has begun to trust him.

As for whether she guessed whether the person who rescued her from the palace was him Mochen or Chu Sheng, it didn't matter anymore.

"I know, you will say that you are from the Shadowless Valley and know everything about the people of the world." Mo Qinglan bent the corners of his mouth.

"......" Mo Chen shook for a moment and laughed again.

"So Mochen, tell me, who killed me?" A smile flashed at the corner of Mo Qinglan's mouth, and as she spoke, she pointed to her body.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that there's no record of this in the Shadowless Valley. Knowing that you are from another world, it is because I later found out that there is a big gap between you and Mo Qinglan, the eldest princess of Huangci Kingdom, so I boldly speculated that you are not her. Mochen replied, his expression serious, not like a fake.

Mo Qinglan let out an "oh", with a faint disappointment on his face.

There was silence between the two, and the atmosphere that had just been relaxed became cold again.

"I'll be sure to find out for you, but before we do that, we're going to get out of here. The fact that you are staying here will definitely alarm the local government, and now that the portrait of you wanted has been plastered all over the entire Yunyuan Continent, you are not safe here. ”

Mo Chen was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

"I'm gone, what are they going to do?" Mo Qinglan frowned lightly and asked.

"If they were buried in the ground, the people would definitely dig them up and sell them. It's better to get out and find a wasteland, but you can't stay here, I'll find a way to get someone to come and transport it away. ”

Ink Dust Road.

Mo Qinglan was silent for a while, raised his eyes and looked around the forest and said, "They were born here, and they should also sleep here." ”

"What do you want to ......" Mo Chen's face smiled, and he left half of his words behind.

"Burn this forest and bury it." Mo Qinglan said lightly, but it was an unquestionable tone.

"Okay." Mochen replied softly.

When the people, who were awakened by the smoke in their sleep outside the forest, saw a burst of fire, it was too late to save them.

They could never have imagined that the female demon would dare to burn down the forest on which they depended, just to protect the corpses of the beasts.

Baili Zhige, who was woken up by the sound of screaming gongs and drums, felt that something was wrong, and took advantage of the chaos to pack up his baggage and slip away.

When he left, he must have complained about Mo Qinglan and Mo Chen.

The town was closed to traffic, the roads were rugged and difficult to walk, and the portrait of Mo Qinglan who was wanted was only delivered in the early morning of the next day when the forest burned out.

The morning light was faint, and two people slowly appeared at the end of the path outside Bailipo, a man and a woman. The man's green shirt was tattered and dirty, but his face was very clean.

The woman is wearing a dark purple coarse cloth long skirt, with cold eyebrows and eyes, and a silver-gray sword at her waist, which looks very much like a Jianghu person at first glance.

These two people are Mo Chen and Mo Qinglan, they did not leave immediately after burning the forest, but waited until the corpse was completely burned to ashes before leaving, during which Mo Qinglan also took her skirt from someone else's house and changed into the night clothes on her body.

"You're hurt?" After working for a long time, Mo Qinglan just found that Mochen's clothes were very torn, and the cuffs, shoulders, and hem were full of irregular holes, as if they had been hooked by some sharp weapon. Through the hole, you can faintly see the wounds on the skin inside, some of which have been scarred, and some of which have even turned out flesh.

It's hard to imagine what kind of changes Mo Chen has suffered, and he is in a mess.

"There are a few minor injuries, but it's time to change the clothes on my body. Looks like I'm going to learn from you. Mo Chen smiled, and after speaking, he made a grasping gesture and winked at Mo Qinglan.

"You said earlier, I can give you one by the way. I have enough money left over for both of us. Mo Qinglan replied seriously.

It was true that she had stolen someone else's clothes to dry, but she gave the silver......

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, feeling that Mo Qinglan's serious expression at the moment was really cute, and he couldn't help laughing.

Mo Qinglan looked at Mo Chen so happily, he really didn't know why, but he saw that his injury was not serious, so he didn't ask anymore.

Everyone has people and things that they don't want to mention to outsiders, such as Mo Qinglan herself, Ye Changqing and Qin Anan are people she doesn't want to mention again.

"So what do we do next?" At this time, the two of them stood in front of a four-character intersection, and Mo Chen was analyzing the terrain while finding some topics to talk about with Mo Qinglan at random.

"There's a lot to do, but now I'm wanted everywhere, and everything needs to be considered in the long run." Mo Qinglan said.

She looked up,

Looking at the rising sun through the branches and leaves, the warm sunlight suddenly sprinkled all over her body, and she felt the flow of life and abundant energy.

She turned her head,

Looking at the ink dust that is also bathed in the sun, the plain side face exudes a thin layer of yellow halo, which makes people feel at ease.

Rebirth!

Mo Qinglan unexpectedly came up with this word in his mind, and he felt excited about it.

After this catastrophe, she Mo Qinglan no longer had any scruples and scruples, and found her goal of living again!

"So let's start with the first thing." Mo Chen asked with a smile when he heard this, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Mo Qinglan who was shrouded in the morning light.

Qinglan, I only hope that the ink dust and beautiful scenery will always be with you.