Northern Moon Dynasty**********

The woods were so quiet that even the sound of falling leaves could be heard, and the shredded sunlight shone on Mo Lian's face through the branches that had just sprouted a few buds.

The half-open bellflower is enchanting, but the color is very simple, dotted at the corners of the eyes, and the pale complexion is faintly translucent in the light.

On a cyan stone platform under the tree, Mo Lian lay quietly, and only when the sunlight gradually moved above his eyes did he cautiously open his eyes.

"You have to look at her, with your eyes, and get a good look at her." Before leaving, the Holy Monarch said to him, "Che'er, you only have one day. ”

In the dark eyes, some subtle fragments of light slowly condensed, and in the eyes that had never been dim, the refraction of light appeared for the first time, fine and fragmented, like a jewel in the mountain snow.

What are those?

What are the strangely shaped branches that grow from the ground, and the top of the head, which is very beautiful and vast?

He had never seen the world, he couldn't see it, so he didn't bother to feel it with his hands, he was still so strange to everything, and everything that everyone else was used to seemed to him so new and weird.

He sat up from the stone platform, lowered his head, looked at his hands, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He ran down quickly, there was no melting snow on the ground, his feet stepped on it, suddenly remembered something, squatted down, and held a handful of snow in his hand.

"Snow." The white, as she said, descends from the sky for so long that it forgets its color.

That's white.

"Yue, where are you?" Mo Lian muttered to herself and stood up, looking around, very strange, he had never used his eyes to see before, so he didn't know what this place was.

If you walk around, you'll get lost.

He only had one day to see the moon, so he couldn't waste it on something like getting lost.

I wanted to summon the phantom spirit beast, but suddenly something moved beside me, and then a brilliant color flashed in front of my eyes.

The sudden appearance of color startled him, and his eyes did not see what it was at all, so he stretched out his hand, and the thunder flashed, and the color screamed, and fell to the ground, and the red blood instantly stained the snow on the ground.

It was an adult white fox who struggled on the ground a few times before dying.

This kind of fox is a very low-level spirit animal, although it is white, but the fur is mixed with gray and black color, and the color on the tail is even more like a spotted cat.

Although the level is very low, foxes have always been quite spiritual and can understand people's minds, so there are many high-level spirit beasts in the fox family, and even divine beasts.

Mo Lian looked at the fox with an expressionless face, killing a low-level spirit beast was nothing to him at all, so he didn't care, he just thought that he should leave this place quickly.

"Woo woo woo ......." a low voice came from behind a thick tree in front of it.

Mo Lian's steps forward couldn't help but stop, and she followed her gaze, only to see that behind the tree, there was a very small fox probing her brain, looking at the dead white fox on the ground for a while, and looking up at him for a while, that gaze was full of cowardice, sadness, and helplessness.

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This little fox is critical, very critical! The key is to make you vomit blood in the back~