Mo Yan's informant investigated a total of five practitioners from fifty years ago.

It's not that hard.

After all, the 100 trialists 50 years ago were just "young and young geniuses" 50 years ago.

Fifty years later, many of the last group of people who entered the Burning Xi Secret Realm have indeed become important figures in Beilan's country, but more of them are obsessed with everyone and live a miserable life. Just give them a little bit of good, and you can get useful information.

The news given by the five people was that after they were teleported to the central hub by the Burning Wood Order, a moment before they fell asleep, they saw a cold jade bed, and there was a charred corpse on the cold jade bed.

If Mo Yan's prediction was correct, it must have burned the corpse of the ancestor of Xi.

"Hold on to me."

Mo Yan told Zi Qianmo that he couldn't take the initiative to hug her, so he could only change her to hold on to herself, "We're going to see the master of the secret realm." ”

When Zi Qianmo heard it, there was something he didn't understand.

Immediately stretched out his little white paws, hooked a strand of Mo Yan's jet-black hair, hugged him tightly, and sat firmly.

There is a randomness in space teleportation.

She didn't want to be separated from him.

Teleported to a strange place by the Burning Wood Order, after all, the floating island in the sky, which represents the central hub, is also very big. If she was alone in any horn, she wouldn't cry anymore.

After three breaths.

The space created by the black spiritual power thread appeared to be twisted and folded for a moment.

Zi Qianmo only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and the powerful feeling of dizziness could almost make the demon vomit out the overnight meal. Fortunately, she is just an out-of-body body and will not really vomit.

Anyway, when she came back to her senses, she found herself in a very deep, empty ancient stone hall.

Underneath, soft, warm.

Zi Qianmo lowered his head and found that Mo Yan was still there.

It's just that her position has changed from Mo Yan's shoulders to the top of his head.

And she was very inauthentic in his hair, and the hairstyle was ruined.

Amount(⊙o⊙)...

A strong sense of guilt hit his heart, Zi Qianmo's little claws quietly let go of the hair that she had chopped into a chicken nest, helped him brush it, cocked it down, and then jumped back on Mo Yan's shoulders and sat down.

Unexpectedly, he met Mo Yan's extremely deep black pupils.

Zi Qianmo had an expression that we had treated as if nothing had happened.

Mo Yan: "......"

This little one.

I did something bad and didn't want to admit it.

That's it, it's good for her to be happy, doesn't she lose her image once in a while. Anyway, the people around basically fainted, and no one saw it.

Of the hundred practitioners who held the Burning Wood Order, there were eight in total, excluding those who had died, and were teleported into this ancient stone hall.

Lying on the ground horizontally and vertically.

Among them are Yu Wuji and Chu Changgeng.

In fact, in addition to these two people, Ziqian Mo also knew one - Xiao Yuyao who bought her peace charm.

It's a pity that except for himself and Mo Yan, they all fell into a coma, and it was the kind of lethargy that was deep in consciousness and difficult to wake up.

Zi Qianmo looked around, and in the middle of the ancient stone hall, he saw a cold jade bed.

The icy cold air, dense into mist, floats on the surface of the jade bed, and at a distance of 100 meters, you can feel a cold chill, which makes people's scalp numb.