Waterfalls cascade down cliffs, and the sound of rushing water comes and goes.

The heart-wrenching pain spread from his hind legs to his whole body, wiping away the last trace of Wuge's sober consciousness.

She squinted her eyes slightly, watching the man with red hair like the morning glow and eyebrows like the clear moon walking in front of her, the horror in her heart was offset by the intense pain, and she just couldn't move and gasped rapidly.

At this time, she was more like a stranded fish, and for some reason, she wanted to laugh in her heart.

Laugh at yourself for having no beads, laughing at how sinister this world is.

"What do you think?" Yokozawa squatted down, leaned slightly and whispered, "Are you still satisfied with the place I carefully selected for him to bury his bones?"

Seeing Wuge dragging his broken body and struggling, he squinted his eyes and covered his mouth and smiled, his expression was a little sarcastic: "Who would have thought that he would die in such a sloppy cave with such a sloppy nature, and there would not even be a tombstone after his death." ”

The tip of his heart throbbed violently, and an indescribable sorrow filled his chest: "... Close... mouth!"

Wuge struggled to stand up, but the cat's body was weak, and it was difficult to bear the wound of the broken leg bone, and after several attempts, he finally exhausted his last strength, and fell to the ground like a broken paper kite, only a pair of eyes stared at Yokozawa, revealing resentment and unwillingness.

During this period, Yokozawa always looked at her with his hands around him, as if he was watching a fun show.

"You and I are just friends who meet in Pingshui, but you can put your heart into my heart and risk death to save me, how can I say..." ”

The rockfall on the top of the cave smashed beside him, and the dust raised covered his head and face, and the whole cave shook the mountain, as if it would collapse in the blink of an eye.

“... Ink... Star dye. Consciousness gradually blurred, the scene in front of him became in a trance, and Wuge's eyelids became heavier and heavier, muttering his name.

It seems to call him, and the pain in his body will fade away, and it seems that when he is called, his heart will spring up...

Yokozawa sneered and shook his head, a light blue halo gushed out of his palm, and with a wave of his hand, he covered the cat's body, wrapping his delicate body in the blue light, gradually forming an airtight film, floating in midair.

Seeing that the cat in the film had closed its eyes and its breath was very weak, Yokosawa raised his head and stared at the exit of the cave and asked, "What's wrong?

Countless rockfalls have been piled up in the center of the cave, almost blocked, and there is no view of the outside of the cave.

At this time, a tactful female voice sounded near the exit of the cave: "Zuo Envoy rest assured, the Spirit Binding Stone has sealed his spiritual power, and he has fallen into the trap laid by your own hands, how can there be any room for survival." ”

Yokozawa raised his eyebrows, and his red-hot hair lined him with a bit of vigor and resoluteness, compared with the innocence of the past, it was like two people.

He said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm asking you, is the surname Mo dead?"

The people under his hands are dragging mud and water, seeing that the altar of the mountain god mound is about to open, but they have not yet cleaned up the ink star dye, how can they make the master feel at ease at such a hidden danger?

There was suddenly no response from the other side of the cave, and most of the cave had collapsed, constantly squeezing the space inside the cave.

Since the cave is in the middle of the mountain, it collapses and soon the whole mountain will slide downhill.

Seeing that he could no longer settle here, Yokozawa took a long breath, patiently passed through the rocks, walked to the front of the rockfall, and suddenly raised his foot to kick away the rockfall that was blocked, and the lime rushed straight to his mouth and nose, and there was a loud noise, and countless falling rocks smashed towards the entrance of the cave, rolling down the mountain along the entrance of the cave.

The dust cleared, but there was no human figure to be seen at the entrance of the cave.

Yokozawa smiled coldly - in the end, it was Mo Xing Dye, and it was really not so simple to get rid of.

"I advise you not to struggle, today you are certain to die, with this kung fu and me here to mediate, it is better to take the time to set up a tombstone for yourself, and it is better to die a better death. Yokozawa raised his hand and waved it back, and the pale blue film wrapped around the cat swept from the depths of the cave and stopped in the palm of his hand.

The cat's eyes were closed, and it seemed that it had stopped moving, and it could not even see the ups and downs of its breathing.

Yokozawa's eyes flickered, he looked at a forest at the foot of the mountain, and sighed: "If you don't want to come out, then I have to let her go before you." ”

His slender fingers passed through the membrane, but he didn't break the membrane, grabbed the cat's neck, and looked evil: "It's a pity, cats and fish are never the same kind." He secretly exerted his strength and made a gesture to strangle the cat to death.

Suddenly, a dark purple light and shadow swept through the trees, like a glimpse, and quickly leaped halfway up the mountain, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch the traces, and slammed into the red-haired man with lightning speed.

Yokozawa's eyes froze, too fast.

Before he could react, a flash of purple lightning appeared in front of him, carrying a fierce wind like a blade, and slammed into his face.

"Isn't it good to be a fish? Why do you want to learn how to be a dog?"

With that deep and magnetic voice, the purple lightning suddenly hit the center of Yokozawa's eyebrows, and his whole body instantly paralyzed and fell to the ground, and a pair of beautiful eyes that looked forward to the brilliance were about to split at this time, like dead fish eyes.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, he was straight and straight on his back to the sky, his red hair was scattered all over the ground, and his moon-white robe was stained with dust after all.

That thunderbolt slashed down, I wonder if his soul is still safe?

Mo Xingran's tall and handsome figure walked out of the forest, holding a rope in his hand, binding the blazing dog that was all over the body, the fangs turned out were half broken, covered in blood, and he looked like a wild dog on the side of the road.

There were a few loud bangs, and the huge stones on the mountain rolled down and smashed into the ground, sinking into several deep pits.

Mo Xingran frowned, and hurriedly jumped up halfway up the mountain, at this time the cave had completely collapsed, and Yokozawa's body rolled down the mountain with the falling rocks.

"No song!" Mo Xingran's eyes wandered, but he didn't find a cat.

His chest thumped, and his handsome face slid uneasily.

"Ink... Star..."The faint voice came from behind itself, and Mo Xingran looked back, a pale blue halo shining through the gaps in the piled rocks.

I don't know why, Mo Xingran was in a trance for a moment, and indescribable emotions surged.

With a wave of his hand, the huge rock opened, and in the corner between the two rocks lay a quiet cat, with his eyes closed and his name still muttering his name.

Mo Xingran picked up the cat and held it in his arms.

Is there such a person, you will involuntarily be affected by her joys and sorrows, if one day, this purple and red red dust without her, your world will no longer have color.

"No songs. Mo Xing dyed his eyes, and his crow-like eyelashes cast a shadow: "I'm sorry for making you suffer." He waved the layer of water spirit membrane and covered his hand over the cat's injured leg, infusing it with spiritual power.

The bleeding has stopped, and the cracked bone is slowly healing.

In the fog, Wuge felt that her body was warm, and her limbs could be stretched out again, she opened her eyes gently, raised her plush head and looked at the childe in front of her, who was frowning, and couldn't help but laugh: "Mo Gongzi, how can the slave's jade legs be touched by touching?" She glanced at him: "You are responsible." ”

Mo Xingran smiled and said: "Be responsible, then how can you not be responsible, I have all your fish balls, do you think so?"

The cat blinked twice in his arms, and was wondering how to tease him, when he suddenly saw a pale blue light surging up in the forest at the foot of the mountain, and when he looked at it, the water from nowhere converged into a river, and the waves were churning, and where the water flowed, the trees were rolled up and down in the river, and disappeared.

Suddenly, a whirlpool rolled out in the center of the river, and the current rushed from the bottom to the top into a column.

"Mo Xing Ran, be careful!" the cat blurted out in surprise.

Mo Xingran turned his head to look, the secret path is not good-Heng Ze actually resisted the thunder of the sky, could it be that the innate spirit creature is not afraid of Lei Ze?

No, I'm afraid there are ghosts in this!

He quickly hid the cat behind him, and the ten fingers of his hands flew into the seal, and the faintly bright sky above his head condensed into a cloud of mist, hanging low to the halfway up the mountainside, the purple light in Mo Xingzhi's eyes skyrocketed, and he roared: "Fall!"

The thunder of 'booming' resounded throughout the Wengshan, and there seemed to be a purple dragon shadow flashing in the clouds, stirring the clouds and mist like waves, and a thunderstorm that hugged the thick of a big tree fell from the sky, and the mountains and forests were almost like day.

"Oh, mayfly shaking the tree, didn't I say it, Mo Xingran, you will definitely die today!" Hengze jumped up from a big tree on the west side of the mountain forest, his moon-white robe was dirty, but he did not hide his peerless elegance at all.

His hands were closed, his fingers were intertwined, his sleeves flew up, and the water column soared into the sky, meeting the thunder in the sky, and the mist in the sky suddenly splashed the earth.

"Speaking wildly, just a congenital spiritual thing, he actually tried the gods in vain. Mo Xingran snorted coldly, leaned over and covered the ground with both hands, and countless purple electric lights poured out from all directions in the mountains and forests, like thousands of electric snakes pouring out of their nests, gathering together, condensing into a stream, and rushing straight into the water, suddenly, countless 'crackling' charged purple lights appeared on the surface of the river, and the whole river seemed to be full of Milky Way and dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, Yokozawa snorted in the room, and red blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

He was devoured, and Mo Xingran forcibly reversed the water spirit he had summoned, and the river was no longer under his control.

The water column in the air dissipated in an instant, poured into the mountains and forests, and became a heze that nourished the earth.

"I'm going to die today, it seems that your master has nothing but the rest of his true skills except for bluffing. Mo Xingran condescendingly slanted at Yokozawa in the distance, with a proud expression.

The four elephants are not something that these stinky fish and rotten shrimp can resist.

Under the crushing of absolute spiritual power cultivation, forcibly devouring the monks on the opposite side is just a breeze.

Yokozawa raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes, and suddenly his shoulders shook wildly, and he laughed.

The scalp of the person who listened to the gloomy laughter was numb, and the cat was stunned: "Could he be crazy?"

Seeing that the man's laughter became more and more arrogant, he leaned forward and leaned back: "Mo Xingran, in vain, you have entered the Ling Heaven Realm at a young age, haven't you even seen the clue yet?" He opened his eyes angrily, and suddenly looked at the halfway up the mountain: "Too arrogant!"

With a 'boom', an ice cube rushed straight from behind Mo Xingran's side, and Mo Xingran quickly realized: "In vain." ”

I thought it was a means, but it was nothing more than some indiscriminate tricks.

His sleeve robe shook, but unexpectedly, the spiritual power aura around his body dissipated, and no matter how he operated, he couldn't use it.

"Mo Xing Ran!" The cat watched in amazement as the ice stabbed into his chest, and his eyes instantly shrank into a wheat.

The bright red blood seeped through his robe, staining all over his chest, as gorgeous as Manju Sahua, faintly sweet.

It was Ling Tianshen's blood, and the higher the cultivation, the purer the spiritual power contained in the bones and blood.

"As I said, you will die today. Yokozawa sneered, staring at the cat's helpless appearance: "I can do it, I really want to thank you, Wuge." ”

Hearing this, the cat shook violently, and looked up at Yokosawa in disbelief, only to see that he was holding a small golden box in his hand, which seemed familiar.

On Mo Xing's handsome face, the expression in his eyes dimmed, becoming more and more chaotic, as if he was going to sleep.

Yokozawa jumped down from the treetops, his steps were gentle and his expression was pleasant: "The Zero Clan is the chief of all things' spiritual wisdom, and your main god can naturally control him to cast spiritual power, even if he is the Ling Tian God who stands up to the sky." He laughed, jumped halfway up the mountain, bowed his head and whispered in Wuge's ear, "You're... Kill him with your own hands!"