Kneeling on the ground for a long time, Hei Yi didn't hear what happened to his master, and he couldn't help but raise his lowered head and carefully look at the position of the head. Although I don't know when the master left, but this time he was not punished, he really escaped.

Immediately, Hei Yi hurriedly beckoned the men of the black team to continue to look for Mo Xin, this time he escaped, and next time he didn't know if he had such good luck. If they don't find their wife, their lives will be unstable.

Neither Nangong Li nor Fang Qiyan thought that Mo Xin would go to the depths of the mountain range, and the mountains in the depths were full of dangers, and there were many miasma beasts. Although they knew that Mo Xin had some martial arts, in the eyes of the two, it was impossible for Mo Xin's skills and salted fish character to endure hardships in the deep mountains and old forests, so they all tried their best to find out in populated places.

Mo Xin had been wandering in the mountains for more than a month, and she now had no idea where she was or where she was going. Because she changed direction every time she saw the herbs, the original target line to the south no longer knew where it was crooked.

And before she knew it, the medicinal effect of the Soul Forgetting Pill had been exhausted in this month, and at this moment, she didn't remember the existence of Fang Qiyan at all, and even she didn't realize this forgetfulness.

And in this case, Mo Xin's soul sea is even more similar to self-protection to make some corrections to the memory. made Mo Xin even more unable to detect that he had lost some memories.

Mo Xin hummed a tune that didn't make a song and happily searched for herbs in the mountains and forests, she had completely regarded herself as a cultivator, and she was very happy with it. And after coming across a nice hilltop cave, she settled down, used the cave as a temporary residence, and then began to harvest the nearby herbs.

Mo Xin dug out a fifty-year-old mountain ginseng and put it into a small basket woven by vines. His eyes moved slightly, just in time to see a cute rabbit feasting on the grass not far away.

With the breeze, Mo Xin had already caught the fat cutie, and the rabbit was blankly holding a few unchewed leaves, and only began to struggle after feeling that his long ears were restrained.

Mo Xin happily carried the rabbit to the river to peel it and dispose of it, and then set up a fire to roast it. Of course, Mo Xin was not such a cruel person originally, and even Tutu had to eat it.

But after spending so much time in the mountains, everyone will want to eat meat. And Mo Xin's food is not stored much, she didn't expect to stay for so long, so now she doesn't have much food, so she can only fill her stomach with game meat alternately.

"Tut-tut, this hare is so fat!" Mo Xin smashed his mouth, turning over the roasted rabbit while smearing seasoning on it. The barbecue seasoning is basically made by Mo Xin with materials from the mountains, and alchemy or something is simply a necessary skill in life. If it weren't for the training in the method of medicinal herb processing, Mo Xin would not have mastered game production so quickly.

Although I said that I would cook some homely food in my previous life, it was really the first time that it was so primitive!

After roasting the rabbit, Mo Xin took out the plate, and after putting it on the plate, he started directly, tearing the rabbit meat, understand?

Don't ask me if my hands are hot, understand the strength of the flesh of the ninth layer of the refining body?? ١١(❛ᴗ❛)

That's right, Mo Xin has already refined the ninth layer of his body, and thanks to the blessing of this mountain range, there are not too many precious medicinal materials from the previous year. Mo Xin's alchemy technique had also broken through to the intermediate level, so he didn't have to hover at the lowest level of cultivation.