Mo Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, and his footsteps were a little bit, and he also flew in, "Xiao Huang!" ”

On the huge plane tree, there is a wide open space of dozens of zhang in the wide branches, and the birds are sending food to it. The fire lark was looking at a small yellow chicken with a slap-sized face sitting above with a flattering expression, and when he heard Mo Xiao's cry, both of them turned around.

Xiao Huang flew over, "Tiny! ”

Mo Xiaoxiao was very happy to hug Xiao Huang, and Er Hong heard it in the hosta flower, and she also came out in a fuss, making all kinds of trouble with Xiao Huang.

A thin turquoise snake swam over from the side, "Little girl, you only see it, don't you see me?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, "Uncle Jiao! You're there too! ”

Uncle Jiao shook his slender body and smiled, and pointed with his tail to a golden lion cub who was burying his head in the banquet, "The spectrum is also there." ”

Hearing her voice, the lion cub finally raised its head from the food, its green eyes lit up, and it ran over.

Mo Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, and rubbed the spectrum's head vigorously, "I'm still worried that the spectrum cultivation is too low, and it can't withstand the ravages of the turbulent storm, it turns out that it is with you Uncle Jiao!" ”

Uncle Jiao said with a smile: "I was forced to throw it out of your hosta flower that day, and the spectrum happened to be near me, I was worried that it would not be able to withstand the storm, so I took it with me." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao saw some small scars on Uncle Jiao's body, and knew in his heart that they must have encountered a lot of danger that day, but fortunately, everyone is fine now.

Xiao Huang was distracted and was very dissatisfied, "The little lion was injured at the time, or did I treat it?" ”

The spectrum has been opened, and naturally understands its meaning, and immediately leans over and arches around, very affectionately.

The fire lark felt that he had been neglected, so he took a step forward and said, "You can meet again." What a delight, come, bring up my jar of sycamore dew. ”

Xiao Huang hurriedly applauded.

In the sea of knowledge, Dao Danli suddenly said: "Wutong Qinglu is an immortal product. It can cure all poisons in the world, Taoist friends, please share a little with me, help me detoxify, and repay the Taoist friends for saving each other. ”

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't think there was anything at first, but when he heard that it was an immortal product, his eyes suddenly lit up.

After a while, there were seven or eight larks flying together carrying a small jar and flew over, the jar was made of paulownia wood, and there was a layer of faint cyan luster on it, which was very extraordinary to look at.

Didn't wait for the fire lark to move. Xiao Huang flew over first, took the jar, waved his wings, picked a few huge sycamore leaves, and poured the dew into the wine glass made of sycamore leaves. and distributed it to the multitude.

Mo Xiaoxiao thought about it for a second, and poured out a small half of the Flying Dao Danli, smelling the strong fragrance emanating from it, she was very suspicious that she would regret it in the next second, and poured it into her mouth instead.

Dao Danli took it and unceremoniously dried it up, and Danqing, who was next to him, swallowed his saliva.

"Thank you. Next, I'm going to go into retreat and detoxify, three days at most. With that, he lowered his eyelids and went to meditate.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't care either, took his eyes back, and chatted with Uncle Xiao Huangjiao.

It turned out that Xiao Huang and Uncle Jiao had also been separated before. They also suffered a lot of injuries, but their cultivation was very advanced, and they recovered quickly, and then they began to look for each other, fortunately the two of them were not far away. Soon encountered.

They looked for Qingfeng Mo Xiaoxiao for a month, but there was still no news, so Xiao Huang wanted to use the power of the demon clan in the misty forest, and it happened that he heard some little demons say that the fire lark here was the descendant of the phoenix, and the strength was also the leader of this generation, so he came to the door.

Mo Xiaoxiao is very strange, why is the fire lark so respectful to Xiao Huang, could it be that Xiao Huang's previous life was actually a famous divine beast phoenix?

Thinking about it this way, it's not impossible, after all, the phoenix is said to be a chicken! It can be seen that the blood relationship is still very close. Looking at the size of the fire lark and Xiao Huang, they are also very similar.

Could it be that the legendary beautiful and unusually beautiful phoenix is actually like this? Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little disillusioned.

However, she doesn't particularly care about Xiao Huang's life experience, no matter what Xiao Huang is, she is still her friend now. She is more worried about Qingfeng now, according to Uncle Jiao, when the storm happened, Hua Xiaoxi happened to stay by Qingfeng's side, so now the two of them should be in the same place.

A group of demons were full of wine and food, Mo Xiaoxiao was still righteous, cleaned up and put in the hosta flowers, and gave the little boy Danqing to eat.

Thinking that they were going to find Qingfeng and Hua Xiaoci, they didn't stay at the fire lark for long, so they left together the next day.

Outside the sycamore forest, the fire lark looked at Xiao Huang with teary eyes: "You must come back to see me." ”

It can't get out of this misty forest, so it's very sad.

Xiao Huang was also very emotional, "Don't worry, I'll come back to see you when I have time." ”

Danqing also said goodbye to Dapeng Bird.

Mo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to be the ruthless person, "Okay, it's time for us to hit the road, thank you for your hospitality these days." ”

The two couples reluctantly waved goodbye.

The group continued to walk towards the depths of the Misty Forest, according to the fire lark's speculation, if Qingfeng and they landed on this second layer, it would have heard the news more or less, but now there is no news at all, that is, it is very likely to fall deeper into the Misty Forest.

It also repeatedly warned everyone that the demons inside were very powerful, and many of their strengths were similar to Uncle Jiao and Xiao Huang.

The strength can have Uncle Jiao and Xiao Huang, which is already the top power in this world.

Mo Xiaoxiao and his party are very cautious. The third layer of vegetation is much more complex, with dense foliage and vines, which do not see the light of day, and look gloomy.

There were a lot of demon beasts encountered on the way, but both sides were very cautious, and they didn't do it easily, and after estimating, they retreated.

The deeper you go, the stronger the smell of danger in the air, here is already the first place of the big demon, there are very few little demons, and after walking for a long time, I haven't seen one, only far and near, the breath of all kinds of fierce beasts is floating far away.

"There's something weird about this place, we need to be careful." Uncle Jiao climbed down from a tree and stood up.

Danqing, Erhong, and Spectrum were all included in the hosta flower by Mo Xiaoxiao, and there were only Mo Xiaoxiao, Xiaohuang and Uncle Jiao outside.

After walking a few hundred miles deeper, the mountains and forests became denser and denser, and there was no sunlight at all, and there was a thick layer of fog in the air, which could not be dispersed, and the visibility of the line of sight was very low. The aura of the fierce beast became weaker and weaker, and there was silence all around, and the fallen leaves could be smelled.

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyebrows frowned: "The fire lark once said that the big demon in the depths seems to be guarding something in the center, because once a demon clan tries to break in, they will be killed, why do we seem to be getting farther and farther away from them, and there is no big demon to stop it?" ”

Uncle Jiao's face vividly simulated the appearance of an old face, and he looked quite puzzled.

Xiao Huang stood on Mo Xiaoxiao's shoulder and said quite disdainfully: "Whatever, we are going to come in anyway, and we still have some strength left without fighting." ”

This guy is always convinced of the identity of his divine beast, so he has always been extremely confident.

Uncle Jiao gave him a blank look, "It's better to be cautious." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, and the three of them continued to walk inside.

The deeper he went, the denser the clouds became, and he couldn't see clearly outside his body at all, so in order not to get lost, Uncle Jiao shrank again and wrapped around Mo Xiaoxiao's wrist.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked alone, and at the same time constantly calculated the direction he had walked in the sea of knowledge, so as not to go around and go wrong. It is also necessary to pay full attention to the movement of the position to avoid encountering sudden danger.

Walking down like this, the consciousness is extremely tired.

Since they left the fire lark, today is just the fifth day, and the Dao Danli in the hosta flower is about to wake up, his body is covered with a thick layer of black filth, and the stench is stinking, and the remaining elixirs in the Mo Xiaoxiao hosta flower have been smoked to death, and Erhong and several of them are also crying bitterly.

Mo Xiaoxiao's divine consciousness was even more painful, and his divine consciousness was already several times more sensitive than his body, and the impact was even more severe. She had to remove the hosta flower and put it on the psychic plate for the time being, so she felt better. Erhong also turned to play in her sea of knowledge.

Uncle Jiao moved on her wrist, "I seem to hear a strange rhythm, do you hear it?" ”

Uncle Jiao's spiritual sense is strong, and it is normal to be able to hear what she can't hear, Mo Xiaoxiao listened intently for a while, and said honestly: "I didn't hear it." ”

Uncle Jiao thought for a moment, "It seems to be guiding us in that direction...... It sounds like there is no malice, but it is very pure......"

Mo Xiaoxiao said: "Then do I want to go with me?" ”

Uncle Jiao thought for a while, "Come along, if Qingfeng is here, most of them will be there, but you must be careful, don't be ingested by the soul." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao agreed, and followed Uncle Jiao's guidance and walked towards the source of the sound.

The dense fog area is very big, she has been walking for almost two days, and she has not seen the end, and the dense fog has been thick to the extreme, the whole world is white, if it weren't for Mo Xiaoxiao who kept reminding herself, she would have thought that she was walking in an ancient wilderness.

The voice was getting louder and louder, and Mo Xiaoxiao could vaguely sense it, and she quickened her pace.

Just after Mo Xiaoxiao took that step, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, as if it had changed into a different world, which was completely different from the previous White Mist Zone.

The low green hills are continuous, the gurgling water flows down the mountains, singing happily, countless precious elixirs grow on those green hills, flowers and fruits, it is simply a fairyland, more like a fairyland than the fairy cave mansion that Mo Xiaoxiao has ever seen.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked down, and at some point under his feet, a sheep intestine path suddenly appeared, with green grass and flowers on the side, which looked beautiful and incomprehensible.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked in and entered the Rusi Wonderland, no matter how much vigilance she had in her heart, it seemed to be purified, and there was a taste of holiness and serenity everywhere.