"Mo Xingran, don't you hurry up and compensate a few seniors. The cat was lying in the arms of a woman, with her little head up, and the woman scratched her neck with a pair of plain hands, which tasted so uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the cultivation of the four ancient spirits is not shallow, and Mo Xingran did not use a ruthless hand, but the thunder of the sky only touched the hair and skin but did not hurt the soul body, and with the help of Mo Xingran, he had recovered at this time.

"It's okay, it's that Allure is too happy to see the cat, and his behavior is reckless. The woman named Allure looked young, with clean facial features and dignified manners, holding the cat in her arms and smiling softly: "Allure also had a black cat before her death, which won my heart, but unfortunately Allure left early, it was a war at that time, and after I left, the cat didn't know where it went..."

As she spoke, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't worry, the cat will definitely find a good home. Wuge comforted softly.

This woman is kind-hearted, but it is a pity that she was born in troubled times and died at a young age.

"We people of the ancient Gaoshan tribe have been dead for millions of years, and today we are fortunate to meet a few people in this place of bones. "The taller man is heroic and sassy, and when he speaks, he should have been a human being in his lifetime.

Mo Xingran bowed slightly to a few people: "The younger Mo Xingran, a member of the God Clan, is in a hurry and offended. ”

"Hahaha, Mo Gongzi's trick of Heavenly Thunder is really terrifying. A mediocre-looking middle-aged man Lang smiled and waved his hand: "But it's okay, the so-called concern is chaotic, presumably because Mo Gongzi cares too much about this kitten, so he is in a mess." ”

Hearing this, the cat somehow remembered the night when she was taken advantage of, and her expression was a little unnatural.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xingran replied calmly: "That's right. ”

Cat: "......."

What this means... Mo Xingran admits to liking her?

What should she say... Say she likes him too?

Just as the cat's head was bubbling with pink paste, Mo Xingran asked, "I wonder if a few people have ever heard of 'Ghost General'?"

As the words fell, the air seemed to freeze, and the expressions on the faces of the four ancient spirits changed suddenly, stiff and deep.

"I don't know what Young Master Mo is doing when he asks about this?"

"The juniors don't mean anything else, it's just that now it's the annual autumn festival hunting in Yanyun City, and the juniors heard that this urn mountain is the place where the bones of the 'ghost generals' are buried, and the place where the 'ghost generals' are located is where the spiritual veins of the Fanqing Realm are located..."

The strange silence, as time passed, the miasma in the mountains became thicker and thicker, so thick that people had a hazy feeling in front of them for no reason.

Several people stood wordless in the thick fog, their thoughts unknown.

The cat came back to her senses, her dripping eyes turned, and the silence was broken: "What is the 'ghost general'?"

"The 'ghost general' is not a thing, it is a person. Mo Xingran said: "According to legend, during the ancient melee, the demon clan produced a mighty general named Meng Xiao. This person's cultivation is unfathomable, even to the point of being one against a hundred, and he has reversed the decline of the demon race several times with his own strength, led the demon race to annex three races, and conquered countless cities. ”

"It's amazing. The cat exclaimed.

"Exactly, it's just that later, when the war against the gods was deadlocked, Meng Xiao came to the Wengshan of the Fanqing realm alone for some reason, some people say that the father led nine gods to kill him in the Wengshan, and some people say that he killed himself in the Wengshan, no one knows the truth, but this Wengshan is indeed the place where the 'ghost general' died, it is indisputable. ”

Just as Mo Xingran was speaking, Allure said excitedly: "That's not the case, it's just a rumor!

"Young master, there is someone in front!"

Suddenly, there were people in the thick fog who were drinking, and at this time the fog was too great to hear the sound and distinguish the position, and it felt that the footsteps sounded from all directions, and the number of people was no less than ten.

Only listen to a familiar voice: "Waste, hurry up and catch up with Lao Tzu!"

The cat's eyes shrank suddenly: "It's Tang Xing!" - the eldest son of the Tang Wang family, Tang Xing!

———

The sound of kicking and tapping footsteps was getting closer and closer, and in the thick fog, Tang Xing shouted: "A bunch of waste, what do Lao Tzu raise you for!"

I don't know where he got so angry, the more he scolded, the more ugly it became: "A bunch of waste raised by dogs and mothers, duck meat can fly to the mouth, you deserve that you waste can't catch up with the heat when you eat shit!"

He raised his leg and kicked the ass of one of the attendants in front of him, took a whip from his waist, and slammed it towards the attendant.

The sharp whip pierced the air and whipped against the flesh with a heart-pounding thud.

Mo Xingran frowned, although he didn't see Tang Xing's violence, he said with disgust: "Noise." ”

"It seems that you haven't taught you enough. The cat said indignantly, remembering what happened in the main hall of the city lord's mansion, and gritted her teeth with hatred.

This Tang Xing is really a good hand among the gentlemen, and he is disgusted to a certain level.

Mo Xingran wanted to leave first with the cat and the stupid fish to avoid this noisy person, but under Tang Xing's urging, those attendants walked through the dense fog very quickly, and they came to Mo Xingran and a few people in a moment.

When I got closer, I saw that one of the attendants was like a four-legged beast, on all fours, with a long rein around his neck that extended into the thick fog, a pair of eyes that were strange green, a long face and a long nose, fangs turned out, and a face that did not look like a human, but a bit like a dog.

Just when a few people were stunned, Tang Xing held the reins in his hand and swaggered out of the dense fog.

Seeing a few people in Mo Xing Ran, he looked a little flustered, fixed his mind, and reluctantly bowed to Mo Xing Ran: "Mo Shang God." ”

Mo Xing ignored him, in his eyes, people like Tang Xing were different from him, and it was a waste of tongue to say more.

"A few seniors, there is still something to do in the later life, so I will leave first. Mo Xingran said.

Allure nodded, and reluctantly handed the cat into Mo Xingran's arms: "Go, meet again." "It's like saying goodbye to Mo Xingran, and it's like saying goodbye to a cat.

No one noticed, Tang Xing's eyes on one side rolled slightly, and he looked at the 'human dog' crawling on the ground silently, his eyes seemed to be asking.

The 'human dog' sniffed the smell and nodded at him, Tang Xingxi couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly said to Mo Xing: "Mo Shangshen is easy to go." ”

Let's go! Mo Xing dyed this broom star is gone, and these four ancient spirits are his bag!

Mo Xingran frowned, listening to Tang Xing's tone, he only felt uncomfortable, this Tang Xing seemed to be tired.

He paused and looked back and smiled: "I hope I go so much, Tang Gongzi shouldn't have any conspiracy." ”

"Why! Mo Shangshen is used to laughing. Tang Xing was shocked, and his hand holding the reins was a little shaky, as if he was afraid of Mo Xingran, which was a little funny.

Such a nest of a person, even if there is a conspiracy, there is nothing to fear.

Mo Xingran shook his head, chose a random direction, and left with the cat in his arms.

———

"Mo Xingran, why do you say those four ancient spirits are unwilling to tell you about the 'ghost general'? and what's going on with this fog?" The cat nested in Mo Xingran's arms, looking at the fog around him so thick and scary, that the road under his feet was difficult to distinguish.

No wonder Shangguan Wan'er said, 'It's late and there will be no road in the mountains', which turned out to be true.

The fog in the mountain is the thinnest at the beginning of the day, and it will become thicker and thicker with the passage of time, until after the sub-hour, it begins to turn from thick to light.

"The turn of yin and yang, over and over again, the fog in this mountain is very weird. Mo Xingran said in a deep voice: "As for why they are unwilling to tell me about the 'ghost general', I'm afraid it has something to do with the spiritual vein." He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, the fog was too great, he tried to see through the fog, and tried several times to no avail.

"Spirit vein?" the cat wondered, "What do you mean?"

"Ancient spirits can be cultivated, and the spiritual veins in this urn mountain are of great significance to them. He raised his hand to disperse the fog in front of him: "Generally speaking, ordinary monks are beneficial to practice in places with abundant spiritual power, and they can also practice in places with poor mountains and bad waters, but it is a little more laborious, ancient spirits are different from ordinary monks, they are soul bodies after all, if there is no abundant spiritual power nourishment, they will always face the danger of soul scattering, so..."

"Are you saying they're afraid that you know where the spirit veins are, threatening their survival?" the cat sighed, no wonder, after all, it's a matter of life.

Mo Xingran nodded: "It's just speculation, maybe they have other reasons." ”

As he spoke, the red-haired fish behind him let out a muffled snort, causing Mo Xingran to look back.

The fog was so big that he couldn't see what was going on a few steps away, so Mo Xingran asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm..."

"Go over and see. The cat said anxiously.

Mo Xingran groped through a few steps by feeling, and suddenly kicked a soft thing under his feet, and when he looked down, the red-haired beautiful man was lying on the ground with an earthy face, covering his chest and snorting, looking very painful.

"Not good. Mo Xingran hurriedly probed his pulse.

The pulse is very short, the blood is gushing and the body is hot, the face is dark, and the body is flushed, which is...

"Is he short of water?" said the cat, astonishingly.

Mo Xingran: "......"

She thought he was a flower or a grass, and he had to water it if he was fine.

Seeing that there was a trace of disdain in Mo Xingran's eyes, the cat hurriedly said: "After all, he is a fish, he has been out of the water for so long, can't he do something wrong?"

"Heng Gong Yu is an innate spiritual creature, it won't be so weak, he is... Poisoned. ”

"What? poisoned? Mo Xingran, you are so ruthless!" the cat screamed.

Unable to support his forehead, Mo Xing's face was as black as iron, and he raised his two fingers together and pointed at the Baihui acupoint on the top of the stupid fish's head, and in a moment he saw that the stupid fish's face was better.

"What do you have in your head?" Mo Xingran took the time to complain and looked at the cat sadly: "I'm okay, I'll poison him?"

"Oh... I thought you were jealous of me for getting closer to him in the last two days, and that you were a killer...", the cat snorted.

Mo Xingran: "......"

It's a little unpleasant, but it won't poison the stupid fish, right?! Is he so careful in Wuge's eyes?!