"That kid just ran this way, chase after him!"

"How dare you sneak into the graveyard of our Venerable and look for death!"

"Boy, call out the treasures that belong to our Volcano Sect!"

In the midst of a shout, Mo whispered with Ling Anzhi in his arms and ran into a corner in a panic.

The other disciples of the Vientiane Sect and the Volcano Sect are not afraid, but An Ruoshan and Xu Xuming are not something that Mo Qingyu can deal with now, both of them are early stage cultivators in the Hidden Realm, even if it is just one of them, Mo Qingyu is exhausted, not to mention that the two of them practice, and there are nineteen disciples of the Mountain Moving Realm behind them.

"Oops!"

Mo Qingyu saw the enclosed space in front of him, and secretly screamed in his heart.

He was in a panic just now, but he ran into a sealed space, listening to the sound of hurried footsteps not far away, Mo whispered's heart sank, is he only fighting hard now?

No! Mo Qingyu suddenly remembered that he had used his soul power to explore this place before, and there was space here, not a closed corner, could it?

Mo Qingyu thought of a possibility in his heart, there would be a small space in many ancient ruins, but this was generally a means only possessed by the legendary Dust Washing Realm.

The owner of this cemetery is the Dragon Descending Venerable, and according to legend, an ancient powerhouse who is only one step away from completing the dust washing, it is likely that there will be a small space in his tomb.

"Over here, I saw him come in with the woman in his arms. ”

"Quick, Senior Brother Xu is behind, let's hurry up, stop him, Senior Brother Xu will give us a reward." ”

"Whew~"

Listening to the gradually clear voice, Mo Qingyu calmed down, the fuzzy sword soul in his dantian trembled slightly, Mo Qingyu felt that his soul power suddenly skyrocketed, and many subtle existences that could not be detected before were exposed to his perception.

"There it is!" Under Mo Qingyu's perception, there was a spatial fluctuation in the upper left corner of the closed stone wall, which was likely to be the entrance to a hidden small world.

The footsteps of the two disciples who were chasing after him had already come, and Mo Qingyu no longer hesitated, if a few people stopped him, An Ruoshan and Xu Xuming would arrive soon, and then he would have no chance to escape.

With his mind settled, Mo whispered and hugged Ling Anzhi in his arms, and said softly, "Close your eyes." ”

Seeing Ling Anzhi blushing and closing her eyes, Mo whispered the force under her feet, suddenly provoked, and crashed into the upper left corner of the closed stone wall.

Burst!

Without Mo Qingyu's head bleeding in worry, Mo Qingyu hugged Ling Anzhi in his arms, only feeling like he had passed through a layer of water, and when he opened his eyes, the two came to a quaint room.

The room is not big, only a jade bed, and some simple ornaments, this is an independent small space, although it is located in the cemetery, it is independent of the cemetery, and the two are temporarily out of danger.

Inside the cemetery.

"What's going on? I saw that kid running over here just now, why is he gone?"

"You're mistaken, let's go somewhere else, don't let him run away. ”

The disciples of the two sects did not notice the existence of the small world at all, and after passing through the closed corner where Mo Qingyu was just now, they found nothing, turned around and left.

"Senior Brother Mo.. Right now.. OK.. Let me go .." Although Ling Anzhi was a little surprised that the two of them would suddenly come here from a closed corner, she was already held in Mo Qingyu's arms, as a person who had never had intimate contact with a boy, she was a little shy, she said with a red face, her eyes were a little evasive, and she didn't dare to look at Mo Qingyu.

Hearing the voice in his arms, Mo Qingyu realized that he was still holding Ling Anzhi now, and hurriedly and carefully released Ling Anzhi, the ruddy on his face appeared on his face through the secret mask, and said in a panic: "I'm sorry, I..." I was rude!"

At this moment, Mo whispered that his heart was beating wildly, and he was dancing when he spoke, even more nervous than when he faced An Ruoshan and Xu Xuming, the two great hidden realms.

"Flutter.." Looking at Mo Qingyu's flustered appearance, Ling Anzhi, who was originally very shy, couldn't help laughing, but she didn't feel as shy as before, she brushed aside the black hair that covered the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Senior brother doesn't have to blame himself, I want to thank Senior Brother for saving me." ”

Hearing Ling Anzhi's words, Mo whispered and realized that he was a little out of shape, he took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and suddenly there was a faint fragrance from the tip of his nose, this is the taste in his arms, as the saying goes, the girl has a fragrance, could it be that this is Ling Anzhi's body fragrance?

Suddenly, Mo Qingyu felt a little lost in his heart, and the feeling of not having Ling Anzhi in his arms made his heart a little empty.

Ling Anzhi saw that Mo Qingyu's gaze was gradually becoming a little hot, and she didn't dare to look at him, so she quickly moved her gaze to other parts of the room, and when her gaze fell on the two paintings on the wall next to the jade bed, she was a little surprised, and said, "Senior Brother Mo, look, these two paintings are so beautiful, they seem to be alive." ”

Mo Qingyu also turned his head to look after hearing the voice, and was also amazed when he saw the two picture scrolls hanging on the wall, and his feet unconsciously moved towards the two picture scrolls, and Ling Anzhi was also beside him, approaching the picture scrolls.

When Mo Qingyu and Ling Anzhi stood in front of the two picture scrolls, the whole picture of the two picture scrolls came into the eyes of the two.

On the two picture scrolls, a dragon and a phoenix complement each other.

Although Mo Qingyu doesn't know much about the skills in painting, he can also see that this dragon and phoenix are definitely from the power of painting.

At this moment, Mo Qingyu is standing in front of the dragon scroll, the dragon in the scroll looks like a flying dragon, similar to the appearance of the dragon, but there are no four claws, only two claws, a pair of white wings on the back, a giant horn on the head, teeth and claws, and the body is hidden in the clouds, Mo Qingyu looked at the flying dragon in the scroll in front of him, for some reason, as if he saw a little light flashing in his eyes.

This is just a momentary picture, which makes Mo Qingyu feel that he must be dazzled, even if the creatures in the painting are subtle, they cannot have life.

On the other side, Ling Anzhi was looking at the fire phoenix in front of him, the color of the fire phoenix was not black ink, but red ink, painting the picture of the rebirth of the god phoenix in the painting, in the picture scroll, the fire phoenix was reborn in the flames, burned out the clouds and mist around him, spread his wings, and wanted to soar to the sky.

Ling Anzhi seemed to be immersed in the magnificent picture of the scroll, and her eyes gradually blurred.

Suddenly, while admiring the majestic posture of the flying dragon in the painting, Ling Anzhi's body suddenly disappeared in his afterglow.

At the moment when Mo whispered and turned his head to call Ling Anzhi, he felt a huge suction force coming out from the flying dragon scroll in front of him.

Mo whispered and turned his head, his eyes were falling on the scroll, and he saw the flying dragon in the scroll open its mouth, and the huge suction force made his body unable to stand at all.

"Ahh

Such a strange picture made Mo Qingyu scream, but everything was not something he could stop, the suction in the scroll suddenly increased, and Mo Qingyu's body was sucked into the scroll in an instant.