The initiator of that loud noise was not the so-called pursuers, but the small mound of the dwarf mounds that Mo Wuji worshipped.

Mo Wuji's grave pile, which was intact before they turned around, had disappeared at this time, replaced by a deep pit of green smoke.

The smoke dissipated, and the scene at the bottom of the pit also appeared in the eyes of Mo Wuji and the others.

Yi Yang and the others felt that it was nothing, but they had a trace of doubt, and they didn't understand why the well-behaved grave suddenly exploded.

But they didn't see the horror in Mo Wuji's eyes, and they couldn't believe it.

At the bottom of the pit was a young man about eighteen years old, dressed in purple, with a huge hole in his chest, and the area around the hole was covered with black dirt.

Suddenly, Yi Yang seemed to have thought of something, and a touch of horror also rose in his eyes, and he stared at Mo Wuji in shock, revealing an inquiring look.

Mo Wuji nodded slowly at Yi Yang, and then turned his gaze to the young man at the bottom of the pit.

"How come?" Yi Yang muttered, and the surrounding soldiers looked at him one after another, not knowing what kind of dumb riddle their chief and the little prince were playing.

The young man at the bottom of the pit seemed to feel the gaze, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes revealing a touch of confusion, and he quickly regained his clarity.

When the young man opened his eyes, Mo Wuji couldn't help but exclaim, and unconsciously took a step back.

When the young man heard the sound, he immediately looked over, and his somewhat confused eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Master Mo, you're still there!"

As soon as Mu Ming woke up, he saw the surrounding soil, and it seemed that a kind person had set up a curtain for himself.

Unlike the first resurrection, this resurrection has some eyebrows.

His body was cast from the energy in the spiritual spring, and there was a trace of immortal interest in the spiritual spring, and as soon as he woke up, he found that his heart that had been stripped away had grown again, and he was resurrected.

It's just that he doesn't know how much time it took to resurrect this time, and then he saw Mo Wuji in a daze.

A thought suddenly rose in Mu Ming's heart, could it have only been a few days?

Soon he noticed that something was wrong, Mo Wuji's hair was scattered, and he was embarrassed, and Mo Wuji who knew him before was like two people, if he didn't recognize his breath, Mu Ming probably thought he was wrong.

"What are you?"

To Mu Ming's surprise, Mo Wuji's dirty face looked unusually white under the moonlight.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Mu Ming suddenly realized that he was gouged out by someone, and he should be a dead person, and now he is standing alive in front of others, even if he is calm, he has to ask.

Mu Ming had to explain with a wry smile: "This, my body is a little special, and I am alive again." ”

It's not that Mo Wuji's ability to accept it is too weak, but that all this is too weird. A man who has been dead for twelve years suddenly blows up his own grave, and then tells you lightly that he has something special in his body and is alive again.

In other words, it is impossible to accept it easily, Mo Wuji feels that his ability to bear it is quite strong, at least he didn't turn around and leave.

Mu Ming knew that the matter of resurrection was contrary to common sense, and he needed to give Mo Wuji a certain amount of time to buffer. He didn't urge, and stood in place in a daze.

The two sides faced each other strangely in the dense forest for a long time, and Mo Wuji and his party seemed to have eased their mentality, and finally broke the silence between the two sides.

"Do you know your ...... Sleep, how long did you sleep?"

Mo Wuji originally wanted to say "death", but when he saw Mu Ming standing there like an ordinary person, the word "death" in his mouth was changed to "sleep".

When Mu Ming heard Mo Wuji's question, he immediately understood that a lot of time should have passed. thought that after he died, no one would care, but he didn't expect that Mo Wuji, who was only a one-sided relationship, not only protected himself when he was alive, but also came to mourn himself after his death.

Mu Ming didn't say it, but secretly remembered this kindness in his heart. Immediately, he found that not only Mo Wuji was embarrassed, but the few people behind him also looked miserable.

In his impression, Mo Wuji seemed to be a crown prince, how did he end up like this, and he was not curious about how long it took him to resurrect this time.

"What the hell is going on with you guys?"

Mu Ming is no different from ordinary people, although Mo Wuji still has some doubts, he has suppressed the fear of unknown things in his heart.

Seeing Mu Ming asking about herself, she couldn't help but sigh for a while.

"There's too much movement here, and I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble. Let's talk as we go. ”

Although Mu Ming didn't know what Mo Wuji's so-called trouble was, he noticed Mo Wuji's silent vigilance and immediately said:

"It's okay, I know a secluded place, it should be difficult for ordinary people to find, let's go there and avoid it first, to be honest, your appearance is really not suitable for any more hurry. ”

It's also a coincidence, the place where Mu Ming was resurrected this time is not far from the last time, and it just so happens that this area is a place he is more familiar with.

Mo Wuji and the others were holding out a breath to stay awake at this time, and their bodies were actually exhausted to the extreme. Mu Ming has a good place to hide, so naturally they won't have any opinions.

Mu Ming's so-called secluded place is not any other place, it is the ruined temple where he met the demon monk in vain.

Mu Ming looked at the broken statue, perhaps due to the impact of the great war, there was no one to worship here.

Thinking that when he met with the delusional life here, the monk fought hard to kill the enemy, and made a grand wish in front of him, the Buddha did not cross the world, he came to cross.

Now that he is drifting away, there is countless blood on his hands, and I don't know if Xiao Yue'er has been rescued by him, for the Ji family, Mu Ming is not at ease at all.

"This is where I first met the Demon Monk. ”

"You and the demon monk are old acquaintances, but did you have a grudge before?"

Mo Wuji arranged for his subordinates to sleep, this place is deserted, and it is indeed as Mu Ming said, it is difficult to be discovered.

"No, I saved his life. ”

The name of the demon monk, countless people talk about the change of color, Mu Ming has saved him in vain, if it were others, I am afraid that he would have laughed at him for not knowing the height of the sky.

It's just that Mo Wuji believed it, just like the Yicheng City Lord's Mansion at the beginning, he believed and died to protect Mu Ming, and that indescribable mysterious feeling appeared in his heart again. He even felt that as long as Mu Ming was willing to help him, even in his current desperate situation, he would definitely be able to turn over.

"No wonder, it must be because of your kindness, after you died, he went to Ji's house in person and kidnapped his holy daughter, who must have been the little girl beside you at the beginning. It's just that why did he do this to you in the first place? ”

Mu Ming still looked at the half of the hideous statue and said:

"Who knows, maybe it's worth it. ”

Mu Ming's words were clueless, Mo Wuji couldn't understand it, but he didn't continue to ask, he was a smart person, so he naturally understood that Mu Ming didn't want to say it.

In fact, the moment Mu Ming's heart was dug out in vain, he understood that maybe his resurrection from the dead was not an accident, but someone did it carefully.

He didn't know what kind of rebellious means the man used to get himself back from the underworld, but there must be such a person, and this person knew everything about himself.

Mu Ming remembered the temptation before he died, and when he mentioned to Yu Sheng that he let him let go of the three-eyed white tiger at the top of the sky, Yu Sheng nodded without hesitation.

He understood that his resurrection was nothing but a calculation, a calculation for the top of the sky.

Under the whole world, in addition to being able to open the top of the sky by itself, there is another way, that is, the order of the Son of Heaven.

However, after 50,000 years, the Son of Heaven seems to have fallen asleep, and he can't be awakened without his own essence and blood.

There is abundant spiritual energy in the top of the sky, and all kinds of precious spiritual plants abound, and no one will not be crazy about it, so as soon as the Son of Heaven Order appeared, Mu Ming's first thought was to get the Son of Heaven Order, and then use the essence blood to cultivate it all year round, reactivate it, and then hand it over to a trustworthy person.

But he didn't expect that the Son of Heaven Order was just a bait to lure him out, and he couldn't wait for him to cultivate it all year round, so he took his heart directly.

Mu Ming expected that the Son of Heaven must be in the hands of this mysterious person now, and the black hand behind this must not have expected that he would come back to life.