Yun Lanjun nodded slightly, she was indeed extremely suspicious of this river that had been treated as weak water.

Is there really water in this world that does not accept all things? If so, she would like to see it.

"I've gone down," Mo Wutian said in his usual tone, "The weak water looks like a calm stagnant water without waves on the surface, but it begins to carry a strong suction force under the inner half meter, and the further down it goes, the heavier this suction becomes. ”

Perhaps this is why no one can float in this weak water, because that kind of suction will directly kill the people in the water.

Even if he is a person with strong martial arts, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape its balance, and even he almost didn't come out, and he only went down to about two meters.

"Do you want to climb up the cliff?"

Looking at Yun Lanjun's slightly frowning brow, Mo Wutian held her hand tightly, as if only in this way could he not let her disappear in front of his eyes, "I can't find it anymore." If my guess is correct, this is supposed to be a natural shielding field, and maybe it will not be under the real burial cliff by the time we come down. ”

Oh? Yun Lanjun's eyebrows raised slightly, although she also had some doubts when she was investigating before, but she was not sure that it would be like this, so it seems that there is a good reason for this place to be called a foreign world.

However, she believes that as long as this world still exists in this Penglai territory, then there will definitely be a way out, but this road is not easy to be known.

Time, what they lack the most is time.

"However, maybe someone knows," Mo Wutian suddenly sounded a person, even if the people here had never gone out and didn't know the way out, but if someone really knew, then it should most likely be that person.

"Mo!" Yun Lanjun said next. I don't know why, when he mentioned such a person, the first thing that flashed in her mind was the person's name, even though she had never met him.

There was a glimmer of light in Mo Wutian's ink-like eyes, it was a kind of praise and pride, his woman was the smartest, if he had a hint of guess after seeing that person, then she was completely based on her own intuition, "Not bad." ”

"Brother Mo, Lan Jun, the meal is ready, you eat first, I'll go to Uncle Mo first. ”

"Let's eat first, and we'll go with you in a moment." Yun Lanjun had a slight smile in his eyes, and then directly stopped the weak student who turned around and was about to leave, this weak student is indeed an extremely honest and honest person, the reason why he wants to leave at this time should be specifically to leave her time alone with Wutian, knowing that they must have a lot to say, so he doesn't even want to disturb them at this time.

This guy is really good.

"Ah, you go with me?" the weak student asked rhetorically as if he was a little surprised, but after a moment, he continued with a frown, "You still don't go, don't worry, I will persuade Uncle Mo not to trouble Brother Mo anymore." Don't worry, Uncle Mo won't embarrass me. ”

The reason why he said this was that Uncle Mo was already a little withdrawn and unwilling to associate with people, and second, if Uncle Mo was allowed to meet him, the two would probably fight again. Although he could also see that Mo Wutian was also good at kung fu in the previous battle, otherwise he would not be able to fight against Uncle Mo, but how could he be Uncle Mo's opponent, not to mention that he was still injured now.

"Don't worry, we're not here to fight him. ”

However, but he was going to find someone around you to fight, the weak student looked at them with some eagerness, and just when he wanted to say something more to dispel this thought, he heard Lan Jun continue, "I just wanted to ask something, even if we are not with you, we will go." ”

Seeing him, it is imperative.

Such a categorical sentence pressed over, and it was difficult for the weak student to say anything, since they were going to go anyway, it was better to be with him, if there was anything unexpected, maybe he could help a little bit.

After eating, the three of them walked towards the back mountain.

Yun Lanjun's heart was damaged and he couldn't walk quickly. So they weren't in a hurry, and they weren't in a hurry anyway.

If there are no miscellaneous things, it is not a blessing to live here, such a quiet time, such a fragrance without mixing the smell of irritability and blood, and the person who cares most about this life by his side. Being in such a situation, both physically and mentally are safe.

Time is long, chasing but not seeking.

As if he felt Yun Lanjun's relaxation, or this scenery also made him a little happy, Mo Wutian's hand reached directly into her long sleeves, holding it tightly, and he was very relieved.

Yun Lanjun tilted her head slightly, just in front of Mo Wutian's clear eyes that were full of warmth and warmth, as if they had been washed by water, as if they were attracted to it in an instant, so that she, a person with extreme sanity, suddenly sprouted a kind of joy that was willing to sink in it, yes, joy!

Neither of them is a person who has a long love for children, but they are deeply affectionate, as if they have long been immersed in the blood, deep into the bone marrow, and carved into the soul.

Ten thousand years at a glance.

"This is it, Uncle Mo usually stays here. The weak student looked at the two and said.

Yun Lanjun looked up, the first thing he saw was the orchid full of valleys, the leaves are beautiful, the petals are all the same color, white and fragrant, jade grease cream, greasy like silkworm skin, more elegant and noble, pure and simple. Looking from afar, it is like a shy little girl waiting to be released, and it is also like a princess sitting on the lotus platform with stubbornness and publicity, beautiful and elegant.

There is a beautiful woman in the empty valley, and she is lonely. When the east wind blows, the fragrance is far away.

There are tens of millions of flowers in the world, and it is really the only orchid.

Looking at these orchids that were about to bloom or were growing wantonly, Yun Lanjun's eyebrows drooped slightly.

A person has been here for so many years, is it simply crazy about this orchid, or is he thinking about things and people, or is he just looking for a reason to escape from the world?!

Yun Lanjun raised her feet and was about to continue walking, but as soon as she took a step, she was stopped by the weak student stretching out his hand, "We can only stop here." ”

It's full of orchids, and there's no way forward. And Uncle Mo cherishes these orchids, and when he can be so strong that it was Mo Wutian who destroyed his orchids and can find him, it is even more secretive.

"Uncle Mo, I'm here with food. After stopping Yun Lanjun from stepping forward, the weak student went directly into the dantian and said loudly, and at the same moment, his left hand holding the food box was raised high.

Then the time froze in this instant, except for the faint sound of the wind with a faint fragrance, no other sound came, and no figure appeared in front of the three of them.

Yun Lanjun raised her eyebrows slightly, "You were like this before?"

Didn't he come to him often? Did he shout the same thing? After shouting, no one answered, or was he just not going to speak out today?

Yun Lanjun asked, and there was a hint of confusion on the clear face of the weak student, "I just put things here before, and I came back to get them the next day, and only occasionally can I see Uncle Mo here." ”

Yun Lanjun and Mo Wutian glanced at each other, and the two had already had a clear understanding for a long time, and Qi Qi, who looked as usual at the moment, walked straight towards this valley covered with orchids.

He doesn't show up? There's always a reason for him to show up.

When the two were about to step into this land of orchids, a hoarse and ruthless voice seemed to come from a distance, "Stop here, the trespasser will die!"

Hearing this, Mo Wutian raised the corners of his eyes slightly, nodded towards Yun Lanjun, and then continued to walk forward with her without the slightest threat from these words.

It's good to be here!

As for the threat! How could they have been afraid!

Whether it is Mo Wutian or Yun Lanjun, the two of them are casual and unrestrained people by nature, not to mention that they have experienced so many life and death situations, how can they care about any threats!

What they do is always according to their own will, by their nature!

The weak student watched Mo Wutian and Yun Lanjun actually walk in like this, and his heart was very entangled.

Since Uncle Mo appeared here, this backmountain has belonged to Uncle Mo alone, which has long become a tacit fact for everyone, even for those whose ancestors have always lived here, after all, no one has the ability to oppose it.

And when it was found that someone had damaged and destroyed the orchids here, Uncle Mo's treatment of that person was too unforgettable, which made everyone feel cold and afraid, so the talents in the village restricted them from running to the back mountain, and then everyone rarely mentioned Uncle Mo, and everyone tacitly chose to forget.

But how could this real person forget?!

And Uncle Mo is not as fearful and ruthless as rumored, otherwise he wouldn't have known him, after all, he did save his life after that, although his expression at that time was as if he just picked up something at random, but no matter what, he was indeed saved by him.

With such a stunned effort, Mo Wutian and Yun Lanjun walked far away, and the weak student quickly retracted his thoughts, and then gritted his teeth and followed directly, he would definitely be very careful not to touch these orchids.

What others cherish with their lives, even if others can't have the same feelings, they can't slander or destroy.

What's more, this thing can kill you in an instant!

After a few people left for about a quarter of an hour, Yun Lanjun frowned slightly.

If the orchids you see on the periphery are stubborn and tenacious, with white flowers dotted with green branches and leaves, blooming intensely, then these orchids in front of you have a hint of malaise, as if they have leapt from overflowing youth to decadent middle age, or even old age, and the further you go, the worse this situation becomes.

When they finally saw a man in a coarse cloth shirt sitting cross-legged with his back to them beside a small mound not far away, he was surrounded by layers of thin branches and leaves that were dry and yellowed, but if you looked carefully, you could still clearly identify the dried branches and leaves in the form of the orchid.

It's just dried up.

Is it the end? From the warmth of life to the gloom of death?!