Huang Mo jumped down from Qing Yue's arms, before that figure disappeared, he had said that she would leave a gift for her after she came out, what is this so-called gift? She had a very strong premonition that it was the silkworm chrysalis that used the girl as a container. Inside the chrysalis was the white flame that he had been maintaining. Huang Mo recalled the word secret that the man said, these two words tickled her heart, if she hid it from her master...... He must be able to see something, but the master seems to be half-out of body right now, and Senior Brother Qingyue is still calming down the shocking scene just now and comforting the ravaged Yue Jianwu, there is no better moment.

The flame seemed familiar...... It's like I've seen it somewhere. But she hadn't been able to retrieve the information in her poor memory, because of that person, she wanted to use all her life's learning to complain, but for an afterimage, she said that those had no effect at all, not to mention that she really wanted to see the real person, to see which strange person was the brain circuit that made up the absurdity.

Huang Mo sneaked up in front of the corpse and pretended to study it carefully. She was the most brilliant Chiyan in the world, living up to her mother's hopes, following her own wishes to fight against her own fate, thinking that she had reached the other side of her heart, and now it was time to really give her freedom.

Huang Mo stretched out his claws to the woman, and when he touched it, the body seemed to react to her, and something was constantly stirring in his chest, like the painful struggle experienced by the silkworm chrysalis when it turned into a butterfly.

But what broke out was the tightly wrapped chrysalis in it, and the flame was still sleeping in it, and the man said that it was a gift for her, and it was unknown whether this gift was bad or bad, but if it fell into the hands of the master or the senior brother, she would never have a chance to take it back. She squinted her eyes and saw that neither of them noticed anything unusual, so she took it into her pocket.

Even if she is sluggish, she is more and more suspicious that she is not an ordinary cat who wants to cultivate immortals, not only the memories that inexplicably poured into her mind before, but also the little briquettes and Langzhong she met who she didn't know but felt familiar, if she wants to cultivate immortals, she first has to really know who she is and what kind of story she has, so that she can play this scene well in her script. It's not in vain, I don't know who took the trouble to arrange such a big stage for her.

After the silkworm chrysalis left the body, Qi Chuan's body suddenly shattered into powder, she was now only left with a shell, countless blue lights emerged from her body, Qing Yue was attracted by these lights, and took out the magic weapon of Shushan in a panic, and collected these warm and moist rays like snow, Huang Mo thought that this should be the soul of the child who was eaten, and the soul used to maintain the flame of anger has not been swallowed and digested.

Thankfully, they all arrived in time.

She needs to study this gift that can solve her doubts, the silkworm chrysalis woven by the soul has not yet broken out of the cocoon, she has enough patience to wait, she believes that this gift will not wake up too slowly. Let's see what kind of demon moths can be born out of this.

Recently, she had encountered all kinds of things that made her wonderful, and she began to doubt herself who and what she had met before she met Master. She had no memories of before the snow, and she didn't know why she was left alone with a cat to Su Jishan. Whether her encounter with the master was accidental or deliberate, the cause and effect made her vaguely uneasy.

She was fed up with being played around by the invisible forces in the dark, and she could feel that there must be some connection behind it, although it was shallow like spider silk, but it formed a huge and densely woven web of meridians, and she was in it, and it was unknown what role the master played in it.

What is clear is that the current situation is obviously not in her favor, and she is not the kind of person who is willing to be manipulated by others, if she wants to find something from here, she needs to know and take the lead when necessary.

When Qing Yue and Jun Carp heard the strange movement, they saw that there was only a pile of powder left in the same place, and Huang Mo was carefully collecting all these ashes, Jun Carp tried to ignore the impact he had just experienced, and when he asked Huang Mo what happened, she hesitated for a moment or concealed the incident that she met that Lang Zhong, and roughly told the cause and effect of the formation here, although the more she spoke, the more confident she became, and the more she drummed in her heart, carefully observing the master's expression, he did not question her flawed words, Huang Mo had no choice but to continue performing, Qing Yue listened to it with relish, and shuddered at the end, and his jaw plummeted in shock: "This place is actually a cemetery?!" ”

Huang Mo thought about it, this description is not wrong. had to nod vaguely, Qingyue involuntarily tightened the placket, looked around, and said tremblingly: "In this case, let's take the ashes of Miss Qichuan and quickly find a place to bury her!" ”

Seeing that he was unprecedentedly positive, as if it was his duty to establish a life for others, Huang Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Is it difficult for you...... Afraid of ghosts? ”

When she said this, she was only half confused, but she didn't want Qing Yue's whole person to explode after hearing it, he blushed, and patted his chest excitedly: "Who said I'm afraid of ghosts?" Yes? I'm a Taoist priest, I'm afraid of ghosts?! ”

Huang Mo's doubts flew directly out of the clouds, and neatly changed another chapter for Qing Yue in his heart: the soybean sprouts that are timid and afraid of ghosts and have flaws must be reported carefully.

Huang Mo turned to the master expressionlessly, Jun Li nodded, Huang Mo jumped on his shoulder, and the two of them turned around and left with a tacit understanding.

Qing Yue, who was ruthlessly left behind, chased after him with a weak shout, and whimpered angrily and shamefully: "Okay...... I'm a little bit ...... It's really just a little bit! He emphasized these three words repeatedly and emphatically, as if this would allow him to save a little bit of dignity, and the master thought that it was not advisable to slap a swollen face and become fat, so he also had a lot of teachings for Huang Mo, and Huang Mo naturally knew it.

There is no shame in admitting one's weaknesses, and it is his fault to be stubborn.

Qing Yue chased after him, and the three of them left from the cave together.