The water level of the river is so deep that it can't be seen at all, but it can block all the prying eyes.

It was the winter moon, and Mu Ziluo was cold to her bones at the beginning in the icy water, but after a while, she felt a burst of warmth emanating from her body, and Mu Ziluo ignored it.

It had been nearly an hour since they entered the water, and they had not yet approached the land where the boats were parked.

In front of her, she could only swim with Jing Sheng, during which she was physically exhausted, and Jing Sheng, who was still good at martial arts, pulled her arm.

Soon after, I finally saw the land, and Mu Ziqi knew that her physical strength was about to run out, and at this moment, the Lingxuan Descendant should have known that she had escaped.

After coming up from the water, the two of them did not care about the soaking clothes on their bodies, and began to look for a boat on the shore.

It was only a very small piece of land, and Mu Ziluo found a small boat in a field of reeds according to Ling Yingluo's guidance, and Jing Sheng pushed it into the river.

Mu Ziluo and Jing Sheng quickly boarded the boat and left here.

In the spirit clan, the Lingxuan descendant felt the breath of Mu Ziluo, but only for a moment, he flew towards the breath frantically, and came to the back of the Divine Envoy Hall, except for the calm river, where was the figure of Mu Ziluo.

He clenched his fists, his eyes dark, "Ahh ”

You run away, since you lied to me, I will kill Jing Che, even if you hate me.

"Uncle, how much do you know about the Spirit Xuan Clan over the years?"

Mu Ziluo appeared at the bow of the boat and talked to Jing Sheng.

Jing Sheng had already removed the human skin mask with sword marks on his face and restored his appearance as a handsome uncle, and for the sake of insurance, he brought a hat and dressed up as a boatman.

Jing Sheng saw Mu Ziluo's curious appearance towards the Lingxuan descendant, and couldn't help but ask Mu Ziluo: "...... between you and the Lingxuan descendant?"

Mu Ziluo thought that Jing Sheng had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I don't have anything to do with him, I just want to know more about him!" Mu Ziluo suddenly thought of something, and said in horror: "Oh no, I forgot a very important thing,"

"What is it?" Jing Sheng asked.

"The Spirit Clan is preparing for the Holy Maiden Ceremony, I am leaving, the Spirit Xuan Descendant must be very angry, he must have guessed that as soon as I leave the Spirit Clan, he will go to find Jing Che, he will definitely hurt Jing Che now, I am worried that Jing Che is in danger."

Jing Sheng was puzzled, what does this have to do with his own stinky boy?

"Why did the Spirit Xuan Descendant hurt Jing Che?" Jing Sheng couldn't help but ask.

Mu Ziluo sighed and replied, "Lingxuanyi is a monster, he mistook me for the Holy Maiden Lingjialuo a hundred years ago, and for some reason he kept forcing me to leave Jing Che, because of this incident before, he fought with Jing Che, or because of the appearance of the Spirit Mirror Master, it prevented everything from happening. ”

Now that I think about it, if there was no spirit mirror at that time, I don't know how difficult the scene would have become.

Why did this Lingxuan descendant mistake Mu Ziluo for Lingjialuo, it was a character from a hundred years ago, but Lingxuanyi is indeed a monster who has lived for many years, he has seen Lingxuanyi a few times in the Lingclan, and it is rare for such a character to appear in a small place like the backyard of the Holy Maiden Temple.

He remembered that he had seen the Lingxuan Descendant once a few years ago when the Spirit Clan took over as the Patriarch, and at that time he only thought it was a powerful person, and there was that time a year ago.

Jing Sheng could only say truthfully, "I don't know much about the Spirit Xuan Clan, I only know that he is a powerful person, but if you say how much you know about the Spirit Clan, you still know a little." ”

Lingxuanyi doesn't understand, and it is still a very important thing to understand the spirit clan, but most of the things of the spirit clan, the spirit mirror has told Mu Ziluo, but Mu Ziluo wants to know a little more about the blood pool of the spirit clan, she hasn't seen it yet, and I don't know if Jing Sheng knows.

"Uncle, do you know that there is a pool of blood within the Spirit Clan? You have been in the Spirit Clan for more than ten years, have you seen it? Mu Ziluo asked.

Jing Sheng suddenly heard the blood pool, and was frightened, "The blood pool, that's not a good thing, it will eat people." ”

"Cannibalism?"

"The Spirit Clan, every year they send some people inside, and these people are all young women who have committed sins in the Spirit Clan, these women are all used to sacrifice blood pools, and I heard that the same is true of Lingjialuo." Jing Sheng described that the spirit clan felt extremely cruel when he sacrificed the blood pool with his life, "I only saw the blood pool once, that is what I heard that the Holy Maiden's tears are produced by the blood pool, and I quietly touched it, only glanced at it, and turned back the way because of the smell of blood inside." ”

Seeing that pool of blood that day was an unforgettable scene in his mind.

Even the picture of a young woman being tied to a pillar and bleeding, he couldn't bear to say it, for fear of scaring Mu Ziluo.

Jing Sheng said to Mu Ziluo again: "Your mother, she ran away because she was afraid that she would follow in the footsteps of those girls, right?" ”

He knew Ling Yingluo's gentle woman, but he and Luo Qingtian both guessed that Ling Yingluo might be from the Spirit Clan, but they weren't sure, like Mu Qingyuan's fool, he didn't know anything.

Mu Ziluo lowered her head, and even the Lingyingluo in her body lowered her head, "Uncle is right, my mother did escape from the Spirit Clan in order to protect herself, because every saint of the Spirit Clan has no good results and is short-lived, starting from Lingjialuo, the Spirit Clan doesn't know how many saints have been replaced, but there is another one who has survived to this day, I have always been curious, what is the blood pool of the Spirit Clan, so that the people of the Spirit Clan can have spiritual power and live longer than others!" ”

"Female doll, this is too dangerous, that blood pool is the life of the spirit people, how deep the guards are, and there are many mechanisms, unless you succeed the saint, it is impossible to enter safely to test, I almost put my life in it before." Jing Sheng looked serious and told Mu Ziluo that it was not a joke.

Mu Ziluo's expression was solemn, of course, with her current ability, it was impossible to go to the Spirit Clan, and it was impossible to see the blood pool of the Spirit Clan, but she believed that there would be a day.

If the Spirit Clan, that is, the Spirit Xuan Clan, continues to realize the determination to annex the world, then she and Jing Che will sooner or later confront him and the Spirit Clan, and when the time comes, you will either die or live.

Now, the most important thing is how to quickly rush to Jing Che's side and take down the North Hell with him.

"Mother, how long will it be before you can leave the confines of the Spirit Clan?" Mu Ziluo asked Lingyingluo in his body in a low voice.

Ling Yingluo is a spirit, she has been burned for so many years, she is very weak, she is cultivating all the time, and she is also awake at this moment.

"Luo'er, according to the current situation, it will take two more days for us to leave the range of the Spirit Clan and land on the shore." When she fled with Lingjing before, she was already familiar with these routes.

"Two days, when will we be able to reach the border of the Northern Underworld?" Mu Ziluo muttered, at this moment, her heart was about to fly to Jing Che's side.

Jing Sheng heard her words beside her and said, "As long as you dock, the chariots and horses can reach the border of the Northern Netherworld in five days." ”

After hearing this, Mu Ziluo nodded, "That should be able to catch Jing Che to see him before attacking the Northern Underworld." ”

"That's great!" Jing Sheng is also very excited and happy, his son who has not seen him for more than ten years, is looking forward to it.