Mo Lao was shocked, although he was sober, his face was like dirt, and he was haggard.

He never imagined that with his grandmaster-level soul, he would not be able to resist it, and he would unknowingly fall into the illusion created by the white mist.

Now, he doesn't need to study it, he is completely sure that this white mist is condensed by the crane saliva, and the illusion of that strength, except for the crane saliva with the phantom spirit, I am afraid that there will be no other spiritual object to replace it.

Mo Lao sat weakly on the grass, closed his eyes and breathed, trying to recover as much as possible, in his current state, if the crane saliva attacked, their grandfather and grandson would probably be wiped out in the illusion.

Mo Lao closed his eyes, seemingly calm, in fact, the whole mind was turning over the river and the sea, at first he was lucky, and then he felt that it was wrong, he hadn't figured out a little, that is, how he broke free from the illusion, with his past experience, plus the current crippled body, it was impossible to get out of the illusion unharmed, but the fact was that he had now gotten rid of the illusion, and he was almost not injured, which made him puzzled.

But after thinking about it, since you have already walked out, out of danger, and the result is good, it is enough, why cling to other things and add troubles in vain.

When Mo Lao thought about it, he let go of the incomprehension in his heart and the uneasiness caused by his uncontrollable emotions, and began to concentrate on conditioning his wounded soul.

"Grandpa Mo, are you okay?"

Qing Ling'er asked worriedly, her voice trembling, the scene of vomiting blood just now seemed to really scare Qing Ling'er.

"Girl, it's okay, Grandpa Mo just take a rest. ”

Mo Lao didn't open his eyes, he just comforted him warmly, and then stopped talking, and went all out to stabilize the turmoil in the soul space.

Time passed quietly, and the full moon that had been hanging high in the sky began to shift, or even disappear, and after about two hours, the morning light sprinkled from the east of the valley, and the small valley seemed to be covered with a layer of golden veil, beautiful and dazzling.

Mo Lao slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his arms, and was about to stand up, his thighs were just about to move, when he felt a foreign body pressing on them, and when he looked down, Qing Ling'er's head was round and pillow on the corner of his thighs, saliva was dripping, wetting Mo Lao's pants, and his whole body was curled up together, leaning on Mo Lao and sleeping.

In fact, Qing Ling'er didn't plan to sleep, she had been insisting on protecting Mo Lao, but then the two eyelids fought up and down, her small mouth pouted, and she yawned constantly, and finally she didn't know when it started, so she discussed life with Zhou Gong.

The cold wind swished through, Qing Ling'er's sleeping body was very honestly shivering, in order to resist the cold wind, she had what she is now, in order to protect herself and keep warm, she curled up together, like a little snail, very cute.

Mo Lao stretched out his hand and touched Qing Ling'er's little face, which was a little red, and then shook his arm, and whispered Qing Ling'er's name in his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation was still unclear now, he wouldn't have woken up Qing Ling'er at this time, it was really dangerous, and he couldn't make the decision, so he should try to stay awake and be ready to fight at any time!

"Grandpa Mo, you said before that you used cranes as mounts, isn't it a red-crowned crane?"

Qing Ling'er was woken up by Mo Lao, rubbed her big sleeping eyes with her two little hands, looked at the surrounding environment hazy, and stood up suddenly.

At this time, she couldn't wake up anymore, she suddenly remembered everything last night, as well as the cranes, mounts, etc. that Mo Lao said to himself on the way back, turned to look at Mo Lao who was sitting on the ground and asked, she wanted to find out if what Mo Lao said was really a red-crowned crane, because she had been struggling with this problem all night.

"I haven't heard of red-crowned cranes, but there are so many types of cranes, maybe I don't know. ”

Mo Lao was about to stand up, but he was stopped by Qing Ling'er, and after thinking about it, he replied.

To be honest, he really hadn't heard of the red-crowned crane, and he was a little curious, what kind of crane was the red-crowned crane that Qing Ling'er was talking about, because he could be sure that in the Mochizuki Continent, there was absolutely no saint-level soul beast like the crane clan, let alone the red-crowned crane, although he hadn't heard of it, but he didn't feel that it was low-level, and he didn't know where Qing Ling'er heard it.

If his old man knew that Qing Ling'er's contract soul beast was the divine beast Qingluan Fire Phoenix, he would probably not be surprised that the Crane Clan appeared on the Moon Continent.

"Grandpa Mo, why are cranes mounts, can't they be contracted?

Qing Ling'er recalled what Mo Lao said before, and didn't understand it very well, so she continued to ask.

"Well, the crane can't be contracted by cultivators, if you want to practice, you can only be a human mount, and it's irreversible, which means that even if other soul beasts don't contract, they can practice by themselves, although it's dangerous, it's okay, but no one of the crane clan can cultivate alone, if you don't choose to be a mount, you can cultivate by yourself, and you'll be dead. ”

Mo Lao said indifferently, as if this was originally the truth, the crane clan was born to be a mount, and the destiny of heaven was natural, and he took it for granted, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

"Why?"

Qing Ling'er was a little puzzled, gasping for breath, her chest rose and fell, and she asked strongly, how could such a beautiful soul beast not be accepted by heaven and earth?

"It is said that in the primeval period, I don't know the specifics, anyway, it is very far away, the ancestor of the crane clan has achieved cultivation and achieved the position of dominant, I don't know why, he actually pecked the sky into a hole, resulting in the disorder of the operation of the heavens, the division of heaven and earth, and the addition of threefold, and finally the sky sent a curse, cursing the crane clan to be a means of transportation for others in all their lives. ”

Mo Lao still explained calmly, but he began to be a little worried in his heart, he felt that Qing Ling'er had sympathy from the depths of his heart, sympathy for what happened to the Crane Clan.

He didn't want Qing Ling'er to fall into the trouble of the Crane Clan, so he told Qing Ling'er everything he heard when he walked on the mainland, hoping that after Qing Ling'er heard it, he would dispel the idea of fighting for the Crane Clan, the punishment of heaven and earth is not something that anyone can reverse, and if he is not careful, he will be affected.

"It's too unreasonable, one person makes a mistake, but let future generations be punished, there is an old saying in my hometown: 'Say that people are not sages, who can do nothing, and change their children, and be good!' If it is really the fault of the ancestor of the Crane Clan, educate her, let her admit her mistakes, and make up for the mistakes she has made, no, why bother to punish so heavily! It is a big mistake to be someone else's mount for generations!"

Qing Ling'er didn't hear the voice of Mo Lao's words at all, and began to criticize in her own way, and at the same time moved out all the wise sayings on the blue star, which were well-founded, clearly understood, sonorous and powerful, as if she had begun to subvert the curse of heaven and earth, and set the nine heavens for the crane clan, breaking the rules of heaven and earth.

"Well, the operation of heaven and earth cannot be said, maybe it has its own reason, but don't dare to talk nonsense, otherwise it will be heard by others and judge you as a rebel, then you will be angry, and everyone will regard you as an enemy, and at that time, Grandpa Mo will only be able to watch and be helpless. ”

Mo Lao was frightened by Qing Ling'er's words, his earth-colored face turned black, his head kept rotating one hundred and eighty degrees, his eyes were looking around, for fear that someone was nearby, and at the same time stretched out a hand, ready to cover Qing Ling'er's small mouth.

However, it was still a step late, what should be said and what should not be said, Qing Ling'er poured out all of them like a dustpan pouring beans, and did not drop a word.