Lin Xiyao's face was calm, and her eyes stared at Mo Yan without blinking.

At this time, Mo Yao, who had already grown a heart eye, forced his divine sense to remain a little lucid when the palpitations came, he could feel Lin Xiyao's worry, but he couldn't tell her anything, at this time, he only felt that his divine consciousness was fluttering into the distance.

Turning over a mountain, crossing a ridge, Demon Yan's divine consciousness appeared in a strange place in a daze, there was nothing here except a huge mountain, no flowers, no trees, and even felt that there was no air, suppressing Demon Yan's difficulty breathing, in fact, it was not breathing difficulty, he was just a wisp of divine consciousness at the moment, and he didn't need to breathe at all, but the atmosphere here gave people such a feeling.

The huge mountain standing in front of him suddenly moved, but no rocks rolled down.

It turns out that mountains can move, the divine consciousness thought in amazement, but found that the huge mountain was getting closer and closer to him, and it was getting closer and closer, and if it got any closer, it would crush his divine consciousness into a wisp of smoke.

Just when Demon Yan's divine consciousness was thinking like this, the giant mountain was a little closer, and now he was completely uncalm, what was going on? Can't you provoke him to hide?

But no matter where he hid, the huge mountain was moving with him, and in the end he was already sweating profusely, (of course, he just felt so, his divine consciousness was just an empty body, and naturally it was impossible to really sweat.) I almost didn't lose half my life, and I didn't see any intention of the mountain to stop.

The demonic consciousness suddenly sat on the ground, and shouted with some tricks: "Don't play, don't play, don't play, but I'm tired of this king, what do you like." ”

Demon King, is it really good for you to be such a scoundrel? Yours is so cold? What about your grace? Don't want it all? Although it's just a wisp of divine consciousness at this time, it can't be so shameless.

The giant mountain stared at the demon for a long time as if it didn't understand why he did this, shaking its head (what he saw for the demon was shaking its peak).

The demonic consciousness just stared at a huge mountain like this, like two children, if you don't talk to me, I won't talk to you.

Demon Yan's mind has been polished by Lin Xiyao a lot more stable during this time, he remembered that Lin Xiyao said that whoever speaks first will lose when the two sides confront, so he has an expression that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and he sat on the ground very calmly and looked at the giant mountain without speaking.

The giant mountain suddenly cried "wow", the one who cried was shocking and crying, and the demon looked at it with a dull gaze, not understanding how a mountain could cry, and the tears flowed down from top to bottom like a small river.

Jushan cried and convulsed, and said intermittently while convulsing: "Heavenly Dao... It's unfair... Why... Let myr... Posterity... So... Intelligence quotient... "That looks like a dead father and no mother, it's really a listener who has a heart to cry."

And so on and so forth... He just said that his... Posterity? What the hell? Another mountain? Can there be descendants on the mountain? Is it to cut off a small piece of his body and let him grow up slowly? Wow thia, this too... It's shocking. Mo Yan's mind drifted to an unknown number of miles away, and he actually laughed out loud, which was really funny.

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