Along the way, Hong Zhao kept thinking about Gu Yun's words.

Women are enthusiastic about the needle, Mu Chen, as a boy, of course, can also be regarded as a man, so he naturally doesn't know the little girl's mind. But Hong Zhao felt a little unusual.

But at this time, she was struggling with whether she should tell Mu Chen her thoughts.

I struggled inwardly for a long time. After all, it was the selfishness unique to women that prevailed, and Hong Zhao finally suppressed some thoughts in his heart.

The two of them walked all the way, passing by the clan's hospitality canteen, where breakfast had been prepared. But the two didn't plan to go in.

"Xiao Chen, what do you want to eat in the morning? Hong Zhao asked.

"Sister Hongzhao, I have been injured in the past few days, and you not only have to cook for me every day, but also take care of Uncle Xin Mule every day. I'm healed, I'm fine, so let me do it today. What does my sister want to eat?" Mu Chen said seriously.

"Little fool, how can there be any such thing as a man going to the stove. Hong Zhao flicked Mu Chen's forehead and said with a smile.

Mu Chen covered his forehead and muttered, "Didn't Abba cook when he was here, otherwise I would have starved to death." ”

"Okay, let's go, my sister will make you a chicken porridge today, what do you think?"

Mu Chen just wanted to insist on cooking by himself, but his stomach made a protest sound. In desperation, he was dragged back home by Hong Zhao.

Time has passed in a blink of an eye, and three days have passed since Gu Ling's burial. Except for some clan elders who had close personal relations with the Scourge clan who remained here, the rest of the representatives of the various clans had already left for the rest of the clan to go back one after another. It's just that a few adults in the three cities of heaven, earth and man are still staying in the Scourge Fighting Tribe for some reason.

Rencheng Lin Baiyuan is naturally easy to say, after all, the granddaughter of the patriarch is his niece, and there is such a relationship, so it is naturally easy to say that he stays here.

And the words of Master Pei of Heavenly City are also quite reasonable, he has a good reputation that the Bifang tribe is under the jurisdiction of their Heavenly City, and the son of the patriarch has made a mistake, and he needs to supervise them here to complete the punishment of the 7749-day vigil.

And the purpose of the two brothers of Boyi and Berke in the dungeon to stay in the scourge is somewhat intriguing.

However, because of the punishment of Lian Yu for guarding the spirit in the clan tomb, Mu Chen guessed that the people of the three cities should be looking for something in the clan tomb of the calamity.

"Could it be for my father's stiff fangs?" Mu Chen had such thoughts.

Mu Chen had also gone to probe the old man of the Xun clan in the past few days, but he just shook his head and did not reveal anything.

And in the past few days and nights, Mu Chen never had any strange dreams in his dreams, and gradually forgot about the previous dreams. After all, everyone dreams, some are absurd, some are weird, and some may be full of spring. Of course, with the passage of time, these will naturally be forgotten.

Counting the days, tonight seems to be the day when the old gentleman was unearthed after he was stiffened by himself.

With him, Mu Chen had the confidence to go to the tomb of the Scourge Dou Clan to see the real purpose of this Lian Sheng, under the instruction of Lord Pei of the city that day, to let Lian Yu guard the spirit of the Scourge Clan's tomb.

It was night, the stars were dim, and the moon was dark. It looks like it's a big cloudy day tonight.

Mu Chen opened his eyes suddenly, pinched his fingers and closed his eyes, and said softly: "Seven seven and forty-nine hours have passed, and tonight is a good time to be unearthed!"

"Squeak-" The door was gently pushed open by Mu Chen, and when he saw that there was no light in Hongzhao's room, he breathed a sigh of relief. Tiptoe open the door, then close it softly and disappear into the night.

Mu Chen walked out with his front foot, and the door was reopened. Hong Zhao's figure appeared there.

"Where is Xiao Chen going on this big night?" Hong Zhao asked, puzzled.

After pondering for a moment, driven by her curiosity, she followed towards Mu Chen's vague back.

In the past few days, Hongzhao has almost fallen asleep at night, because the words annotated by Makino on the medical book have made her unable to sleep for the past few days.

The same is true today. When Mu Chen came out of his room, he heard it, so he hurriedly pretended to be asleep. Especially when Mu Chen came to the door, it really made her heart like a deer crashing into her heart.

In the middle of the night, a boy with strong blood and strength and a surplus of Yuanyang touched her door, and Hong Zhao was indeed a little crooked at that time. But after hearing the sound of leaving, Hong Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a faint sense of loss. Before he could think about it, he heard the sound of Mu Chen opening the door, so the previous scene appeared.

Mu Chen walked quickly among the swamps and dense forests, and his heart was full of the old gentleman who had been hardened by life.

As for what level of zombie the old gentleman could become in the end, he was looking forward to it very much. After all, the body of a martial artist who has once stepped into the shadow realm, no matter how bad it is, is also equivalent to the hair stiffness of a martial artist in the soul condensing realm. If you're not lucky, this time you can refine it into a flying zombie equivalent to the Shadow Realm!

The tips of his ears moved slightly, and not far behind him, he seemed to hear some voices that should not have belonged to this dense forest and swamp at this hour.

"Ah——h

"It's not good! Why is it Sister Hongzhao's voice!" Hearing this, Mu Chen immediately stabilized his body and galloped towards him.

There have been many treacherous things in southern Xinjiang since ancient times, and midnight is even more bizarre!

At this time, Hong Zhao was tied to her ankles by the rattan on a towering giant tree, and she reverberated irregularly in the air when she lost her center of gravity, frightening her to scream again and again.

In the middle of the night, it is most taboo to make a sound. Especially the high-pitched screams of such a woman, there are more than one or two.

Hong Zhao, who was hanging upside down in mid-air, was in a panic, and the afterglow glanced at the ground, which suddenly made her scalp tingle!

Hundreds of gray wolves with dark green eyes were flowing and looking at her!

A few voices came, so frightened that Hong Zhao subconsciously covered her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the gray wolves on the ground were gone!

It's weird!

"Ahh——h

Suddenly, a strong wind struck, and Hong Zhao couldn't open his eyes. Then she felt herself being embraced into a warm embrace, but it didn't seem to be big.

She opened her eyes, and a familiar face appeared in front of her, this person was Mu Chen, who had arrived.

"Sister Hongzhao, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night, and come to the Evil Swamp and dense forests to do something?" Mu Chen hugged Hongzhao, but he didn't feel the slightest difficulty, and asked softly.

"Xiao Chen, be careful!" Hong Zhao was about to speak, but found several vines as thick as an adult's arm behind Mu Chen attacking Mu Chen!

Mu Chen just smiled lightly, like a long eye behind his back, dodged the attack after a few changes of direction, and then said, "Sister Hongzhao, open the green medicine bottle in my arms." ”

Hearing this, Hong Zhao stretched out his jade arm and leaned into Mu Chen's arms.

The cold jade little arm submerged into Mu Chen's arms, and Mu Chen suddenly felt a little confused, and the tip of his nose seemed to have a surge of meaning.

But after these few contacts, Mu Chen's immunity to Hong Zhao has improved somewhat, and he endured the surging feeling, and said to Hong Zhao in his arms: "Sister Hong Zhao, don't touch it, it's in your arms, not my chest muscles!"