100,000 mountains, eagles sorrowful, on the outer slope of a small hill. Two tents for the wilderness were propped up there.

The eagle is sorrowful, the mist is light, gathering and scattering, covering the mystery, hazy, like a fairyland on earth.

However, all the Wu clans in the 100,000 Great Mountains know that this is a place that has devoured countless lives.

The most beautiful are often with terrifying murderous machines. That's what Eagle Sorrow is.

Zheng Zhihe stood on the edge of the mist, her hands in her trouser pockets, her eyes staring straight ahead, as if she wanted to see through the fog in front of her.

"Zhihe, you should go and rest. Luo Yuqing walked over gently and whispered to Zheng Zhihe.

"Yuqing, it's been twenty-five days, it's been twenty-five days. Why hasn't Xiaochuan come out yet?" Zheng Zhihe still maintained a standing posture with her hands in her trouser pockets, her eyes always looking straight ahead, her voice was quiet, and she was sad alone.

"Don't worry, Xiaochuan will be fine, you don't know his ability. And how can he be such a bad person? Haven't you heard that the scourge will last for a thousand years? Luo Yuqing comforted Zheng Zhihe, but she didn't feel the same concern in her heart, and she didn't use these words to hypnotize herself again and again.

After all, the eagle is sorrowful, in the 100,000 mountains, the reputation is broadcast, there is no return, and there is no life. And Mo Xiaochuan has been in for twenty-five days.

Twenty-five days is longer than the twenty-fifth century for Zheng Zhihe and Luo Yuqing.

Silence, the eagle sorrow returned to the silence of the past, the two beauties, silent to each other, their hearts and eyes focused on one place.

On the eagle stream, Zuo Lengxin and Tang Jiajun looked at the backs of Zheng Zhihe and Luo Yuqing, and they felt bad in their hearts. When the master left, he told the two of them to take care of Zheng Zhihe and Luo Yuqing.

However, on the second day after Mo Xiaochuan entered the Eagle Stream, the stubborn Zheng Zhihe insisted on moving to the Eagle Stream, and from then on, he didn't think about tea and dinner, and stayed up all night. Every day, the eagle sorrows the same place, from sunrise to sunset, never changing.

Even Miao Long and Miao Hu, who are obsessed with martial arts, have not had the heart to cultivate for many days.

They all have their own heart-wrenching pains.

On the third floor of King Li's underground palace, Mo Xiaochuan finally opened his eyes, and the three-foot-long purple light pierced the ground on the third floor of King Li's underground palace.

"Boss, you're awake. Luo Kai looked at Mo Xiaochuan, a little nervous.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Youxiong Qizhi looked at Mo Xiaochuan with concern, after all, Mo Xiaochuan was here to block this catastrophe for him.

"Hehe, I'm fine, you don't have to worry. Now, we can finally go back. I don't want to spend a day in this dark place. Mo Xiaochuan stood up and walked towards the throne of King Li.

Luo Kai and Youxiong Qizhi glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

On the right armrest of King Li's throne, Mo Xiaochuan turned it, and the tiger carved on it. After a "click" sound, the throne of King Li slowly stretched out, turning into a square portal, shimmering with milky white brilliance. In the middle of Guanghua, there is a scarlet ring carved from an unknown material, and the ring is engraved with a hideous beast and a rough heavenly demon. Evil in its all.

Mo Xiaochuan took the ring in his hand and dripped a drop of blood. In a flash of light, the ring was placed on the ring finger of Mo Xiaochuan's left hand. At this time, the ring has also changed its original appearance, it is engraved with exquisite patterns, with a bronze texture, with a simple charm.

This is the biggest harvest of King Li's underground palace, all the heavenly treasures and martial arts books that King Li has collected for thousands of years are all cheaper than Mo Xiaochuan.

Mo Xiaochuan took out a jade bottle from the ring, and inside the jade bottle was a drop of liquid ball, half of the ball was black, half white, and the two colors were in the shape of a yin and yang fish, swimming happily on the surface of the liquid ball. This is exactly the yin and yang tears that Mo Xiaochuan is looking for.

Yin and yang tears, it's here.

When Mo Xiaochuan left King Li's underground palace, he didn't forget to take away the red clay on the underground palace, which was a treasure that could isolate divine consciousness.

The twenty-sixth day of Mo Zhongchuan's entry into the Eagle Sorrow Stream. In the morning, the sun shows a shy little face, like a newlywed bride.

Zuo Lengxin and Tang Jiajun were preparing breakfast, Tang Jiajun washed the rice and was about to cook it. Suddenly, there was a "pop", the pot fell to the ground, and white rice grains spilled all over the ground. But Tang Jiajun didn't realize it.

"Stinky boy, what's wrong with you, you haven't woken up yet. Zuo Lengxin frowned and scolded. During this period of time, Zuo Lengxin's mood, just like his name, was so cold.

"Master--- Master--- Father is out of ---. Tang Jiajun stammered. After speaking, he went to the tent where Zheng Zhihe and Luo Yuqing lived, and shouted loudly inside: "Two masters, the master has come out." ”

"Stinky boy, you can't do a little thing. All day long, what master came out?" Zuo Lengxin muttered and went to clean up the stove. Suddenly, a spirit, Master came out. Zuo Lengxin raised his head and looked at the eagle stream. saw Mo Xiaochuan and the three of them galloping in their direction.

Zuo Lengxin was about to go up to meet Mo Xiaochuan, but saw a white shadow flashing beside him, passing him and going straight to Mo Xiaochuan. Zuo Leng didn't bother.

Zheng Zhihe stopped when she was still more than ten meters away from Mo Xiaochuan, she looked at Mo Xiaochuan, this man, in the past twenty days, the man who made her dream linger, seemed to imprint him deeply into her mind. Tears welled up in his eyes, dripping and rolling.

When Mo Xiaochuan saw Zheng Zhihe's appearance, his heart ached inexplicably, it turned out that unconsciously, he already had her shadow in his heart.

"I'm back. Mo Xiaochuan said softly, like the first thing a husband who had been away from home for a long time said to his wife when he came home. Bland, natural, deep in the heart.

"It's good to be back. Zheng Zhihe smiled, stepped forward slowly, and carefully sorted out Mo Xiaochuan's clothes.

Mo Xiaochuan gently hugged her into his arms.

Zheng Zhihe's body stiffened, and then she naturally wrapped her hands around Mo Xiaochuan's waist, leaned her head on Mo Xiaochuan's shoulder, and felt the hot breath brought by Mo Xiaochuan's breath in her ears, and tears finally flowed.

However, the tears at this time were joyful.

"Boss, you won't favor one over the other. Luo Kai looked at Luo Yuqing, who was lagging behind Zheng Zhihe, and said softly to Mo Xiaochuan.

Luo Yuqing also looked at Mo Xiaochuan, with excitement and loss in her eyes. Pain and loneliness, looking at Luo Kai's eyes, Luo Kai had a kind of sad pain.

Zheng Zhihe heard Luo Kai's words and left Mo Xiaochuan's arms, even though she was reluctant. But she knew that Mo Xiaochuan did not belong to herself, and she was not a jealous woman.

"You have been away for so many days, Yuqing has not thought about tea and dinner, and she can't sleep at night. She cares about you no less than I do. Zheng Zhihe pulled Luo Yuqing and directly pressed Luo Yuqing into Mo Xiaochuan's arms.

(End of chapter)

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