After a while, the handsome face of the stupid fish was slightly bloody, but his brows were still frowning, and he covered his chest and muttered: "Stuffy." ”

"Stuffy?" the cat was stunned: "Chest tightness?"

"This poison is domineering, I forcibly poured spiritual power into Baihui, but I can only dispel a little. "On such a cold day, fine beads of sweat seeped from Mo Xing's forehead.

"When was the poison poisoned? Why are we okay?" asked the cat anxiously, there was no heresy except for the four ancient spirits encountered along the way, who could poison the stupid fish without knowing it, and I couldn't help but be shocked when I thought about it.

"I don't know. Mo Xingran's face was a little solemn: "The symptoms of this poison are like the poison of 'masking grass', but..."

"Just what?" the cat asked.

"It is true that the poison of the 'masking grass' will suffocate the mouth and nose, but the hair and skin of the general poisoned person will not appear abnormal, but his complexion is becoming more and more flushed, the fever is not stopping, and his pupils are dilated..."

Seeing that the condition of the stupid fish was getting worse and worse, he kept scratching his chest with both hands, and a piece of skin on his neck had been scratched by him with blood marks, which looked very painful.

In fact, it is true that the fish can inhale but not breathe out at this time, there seems to be a karmic fire burning in the chest, and the whole body is like being eaten by ants, and the pain is transmitted from the chest cavity to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the heavenly spirit cover is like being dug into a big hole, only to feel that the cool breeze can't stop pouring into the hole.

"You should quickly think of a way!" The cat was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around at the feet of the two, and suddenly stopped and looked up at Mo Xingran: "The fia stone is in you." ”

Mo Xingran was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Give it to me. The cat stretched out its little paws towards Mo Xingran, and the pink flesh pad was a small ball, only the size of Mo Xingran's thumb.

"No, I can't. ”

"Why? There are countless classics in the Phosa Stone, and I will ask Old Wu Tou if I may be able to find a way to save the stupid fish!"

Mo Xingran sighed and shook his head: "No, your self is stored in the Phosa Stone, you are now the main god is lost, the remnant soul will not be able to resist the temptation when you see itself, and go out of the body and enter the body, if you really let your remnant soul enter itself, all the previous efforts will be in vain, and if you can't get the main god back, your body will be taken away by the wild ghosts, and your soul will be scattered at that time." ”

The cat breathed for a moment, turned its head to look at the miserable fish: "But..."

"No, but. ”

"The night before that, I clearly remembered that I had become a human, Mo Xingran, did you have something to hide from me?"

Mo Xingran understood her eyes, but a wisp of flush floated on his face unnaturally, and he turned his head away from her: "That's the tears of the Henggong fish, do you remember that night when he was drunk and shed a tear, the Henggong fish is a congenital spiritual creature, the tears of love can capture people's spirits and replenish the soul, but it's only temporary, that night you... Mistaken for his tears... What happened later... It's just a soul... Delivered, not physical..."

Cat: "......"

Is it really a mistake? What the hell is 'soul sex'?

"It doesn't matter, do you mean that his tears can temporarily replenish the Yuan Shen and restore me to my human body?" ”

Mo Xingran was stunned for a moment: "Yes." ”

He watched the cat raise its paws and greet the handsome face of the stupid fish, and hurriedly stopped it with a smile: "Didn't I say it just now, only the tears of love have this effect—those who cry bitterly don't count." ”

"Huh?" The cat looked at the stupid fish helplessly like a deflated ball: "Then what should I do, if I continue like this, the stupid fish will die!"

Mo Xing's eyes darkened: "You still need to tie the bell to solve the bell, don't worry, the stupid fish and the poisoned person have no grievances, presumably the poisoned person must want to get something from us, wait and see, he will come." ”

———

The fog in the urn mountain has become so thick that it is impossible to see anything from a foot away.

A chaotic realm, like the beginning of heaven and earth.

Tang Xingda stepped on the back of the 'human dog', and gasped with one hand in his waist: "Waste, are you sure that the four old ghosts just now are going in this direction?"

The green-eyed 'human dog' who was crawling on the ground buried his face on the ground and sniffed, the outturned fangs landed on the ground, stretched out his tongue and licked the soil, and then confirmed: "Yes master, they are ten zhang away." ”

"Xingle, you all listen, we will quietly pass through the miasma in a while, Jin Ling is responsible for ambushing, Bai Ling is responsible for luring the enemy, once those four old ghosts show their flaws, Jin Ling will give them to me and capture them in one fell swoop!" Tang Xingxi couldn't help but say: "If I can capture these four old guys in one breath this time, I think the old immortal in the palace has any reason not to pass the throne to me!"

He led the 'human dog' to move forward happily, his steps could not hide his joy, and his walk was bumpy.

This time Yanyun City Autumn Festival Hunting, many children and grandchildren of the royal family came to participate, whoever hunts more ancient spirits, who can win the autumn festival hunting, and for Tang Xing, the children of the family, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to prove themselves.

In today's world, the spiritual power of the Qing Realm is thin and there are very few spiritual treasures, and it is difficult for mortal monks to obtain resources for cultivation, only by winning the first place in the autumn festival hunt in Yanyun City can they hope that the salted fish will turn over, so this autumn festival hunt has become a gladiatorial battle between the country monks and the nobles.

One side is to get ahead, the other side is to add icing on the cake, the purpose is different, and the means are unexpectedly similar - cruelty.

The ancient spirits are all monks who have practiced for millions of years, and naturally they are not comparable to these young monks.

Just like Tang Xing, he brought out two teams of Ling Yu Army, Jin Ling and Bai Ling, from Tang Wang's mansion.

Bai Ling is a low-level monk who is responsible for sending him to death, while Jin Ling is a small and capable monk who is responsible for capturing him.

Gu Ling is also a human being, dozens of people swarmed up, it will also be chaotic, as long as it is chaotic, then there will be a chance.

"Have you arrived?" Tang Xing asked.

The mandog looked down and sniffed: "It's behind the rocks ahead." ”

"Okay!" Tang Xing took out a cloth bag from his waist appreciatively, and when he opened it, there was a faint smell of blood.

He took out a piece of what looked like raw meat from his cloth pocket and fed it to the human dog, and saw the green-eyed human dog pounce on him like a wild beast, swallow the raw meat in one gulp, and lick his lips contentedly.

Tang Xing smiled at the corner of his mouth: "As long as we take down these Gu Ling this time, then you will have as much heart and liver as you want, and I will let you eat until you vomit!"

The raw meat in that pocket is the 'human heart'!

A human dog is a human not a dog, an evil monk, and likes to eat people's hearts.

Tang Xing wasted his strength to find this human dog, in order to win the first place at this time in the autumn festival.

Tang Xingyin made a gesture towards Bai Ling, and saw the five monks in armor with a white feather in the back of their necks slowly marching forward, there were ten people when they set off, and now five people have been broken, but they died in vain, and not a single ancient spirit was caught.

Knowing that his duty was bait, he still couldn't help but be stunned, his feet were deep and shallow in the fog, and the thought of dying soon, the legs of the five white feather monks trembled.

Tang Xing looked anxious and scolded in a low voice: "A group of waste, what is the use of the palace raising you waste who are greedy for life and afraid of death, if you delay Lao Tzu's major event, I will return to Shangjing City and immediately let you pick up all your ancestral graves!"

As soon as the five people heard this, Tang Xing was domineering since he was a child, and he would definitely do what he said.

Some monks still have their parents alive and don't want to harm their families, so they have to bite the bullet.

Suddenly, a huge mountain rock appeared in front of him, and then there was a whispered conversation, Tang Xing was overjoyed, and sure enough, the four ancient spirits were here.

He winked, and the five white feathers spread out, holding the talisman in his hand and approaching the mountain stone from five directions.

The fog is too big to see clearly.

I heard a sudden exclamation from behind the rocks: "Someone!" was a woman's voice.

said that it was too late, and the five white feathers threw out the spell in their hands with a brush, and they didn't see the direction clearly, just subconsciously moved.

It was a blasting charm, to make a noise and disturb people's eyes.

With a 'boom', the air above the rocks exploded suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Allure pinched the trick with his fingers, secretly recited a string of charms, and shouted: "Get up!"

A towering tree rose from the rocks, and the branches on it were like hemp ropes rolling wildly in the fog, and in three or two strokes, the five white-feathered monks were knocked to the ground, and they vomited blood.

"What are you waiting for!"

Tang Xing couldn't see clearly, so he heard the screams endlessly, and hurriedly commanded the group of Jinling monks to besiege it.

"I don't believe it, I can't catch any of them today!"

Just like the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers, that group of monks immediately urged spiritual power.

In an instant, there was a fierce sound of sword qi breaking through the air and contending, sharp ice cubes attacked from all directions, the grass and trees behind the mountains and rocks instantly ignited, and the blazing fire light pierced through the dense fog, and not far away, it was a red and clear haze.

Two fists are invincible to four palms, Tang Xing is overwhelming, plus the fog is big, the four ancient spirits are surrounded by fire behind the mountain rocks.

"Allure!, be careful!" the eager man's cry rang out, followed by a muffled snort.

The heroic Gu Lingsheng used his chest to block a spear for Allure.

The spear pierced through his chest, passed through his soul, and slammed into the rocks behind him with a crisp thud.

A loud laugh came from behind the mountain stone: "Gu Ling is a spirit body, and it will not be injured by ordinary swords. You villains want to capture us alive, foolish dreams!" It was the plain-looking ancient spirit who spoke, and he urged the real fire, and the fiery snake swam out of the thick fog along the ground, and went straight to the big tree not far away.

Tang Xing hid behind the tree, and at this time, he saw that the situation was not good, and was about to turn around and flee for his life, when the human dog under his feet whispered: "Master, wait." "His dark eyes glowed green, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

Behind the mountain rocks, the man with a heroic face and extraordinary bearing pursed his lips and smiled: "Allure, you are fine." ”

Allure, who was stunned on the side, hurriedly rushed over: "I'm fine, Huayu, what about you? Are you okay?" she looked the man up and down.

Gu Ling, named Hua Yu, shook his head: "It's okay." He looked at Allure's elegant face with some attachment and muttered, "It's good that you can care about me." ”

The words were about to fall, and he suddenly fell to his knees holding his chest, I don't know if it was because of the fog or the trance, she saw that Hua Yu's soul body had faded a little, and there were faint signs of dissipation.

"Huayu, are you hurt?"

She panicked, turned her head to look at the spear behind her, and her eyes shrank suddenly.

Ancient spirits are spirit beings and cannot be injured by ordinary swords.

It's a pity that the spear has a 'soul piercing needle' attached to it...