"Childe, are you really not going to the capital with us?"

On the official road of Guangdong Province, Xia Linger and Zhiqiu Yiye were saying goodbye to Yang Mo.

Looking at Xia Ling'er, who had already become a big girl, Yang Mo smiled slightly.

"It's enough to have you, besides, I'm the most wanted criminal with the highest reward in the imperial court, and I still don't show up in the capital."

After he said this, Xia Ling'er pouted and said, "Childe, otherwise I won't go, stay with you." ”

Although Xia Ling'er said this, her eyes looked into the distance reluctantly.

There, Fu Tianqiu, Zuo Qianhu, the Fu sisters, Ning Caichen, and Yan Chixia, who was pulled by Ning Caichen, were all waiting.

Xia Ling'er looked like this, Yang Mo naturally saw that she still wanted to go to the capital with everyone.

"Don't worry, I'm such an adult and still need you to accompany me, I'll wait for you to come back in the Gray Mist Forest."

Yang Mo said and asked Zhiqiu Yiye next to him: "Senior brother, are you really not going back to the door?" ”

Zhiqiu Yiye said: "Senior brother, you know my temperament, instead of asking immortals on the mountain all day long, it is better to be chivalrous in this world, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and going vigorously." ”

"I think in addition to this reason, you and Ning Shusheng have the same idea, for the sake of another Fu girl."

was broken by Yang Mo's thoughts, and Zhiqiu Yiye did not hide it.

"Although the monster was killed by us, Lord Fu's trip to Beijing is still unpredictable, I just want to protect Yuechi from accidents."

"Then I wish you a smooth trip, senior brother!"

After Yang Mo finished speaking, Zhiqiu Yiye nodded and turned on his horse and ran towards everyone in the distance.

Xia Ling'er then also got on the horse and said to Yang Mo: "Childe, you wait for me to come back." ”

Zhiqiu Yiye was on the horse, turned around and said loudly: "Senior brother, take care!" We'll see you tomorrow. ”

"Take care, I hope we have a goodbye day......"

Watching Zhiqiu Yiye and Xia Ling'er converging with everyone in the distance, Yang Mo said lightly, and a sense of loneliness came to his heart.

Under the morning sun, Yang Mo rode onto the back of the wolf king Cangya and rushed towards the gray mist forest.

Another month passed, and by the waterhole of the Gray Mist Forest, the colorful light around Yang Mo flashed, and it disappeared from the waterhole.

In a space dotted with starlight overhead, accompanied by a colorful light, Yang Mo suddenly appeared.

A month ago, after he had just slain the centipede essence, he felt a burning sensation from the bead embedded in his chest.

After that, he could enter this space with just a thought.

At that time, he already knew that the day had come for him to leave this world.

In this not too big space, in the center is an inconspicuous ancient well, exactly the same as the one behind his old house.

Twenty paces away next to the ancient well, there is a circular jade ring more than six meters high.

The jade ring is divided into two layers, the outer layer stands on the ground, and the inner layer is set in the outer layer, constantly rotating slowly.

Every time the inner jade ring rotates, the jade ring lights up a little, but the light is only a drop in the bucket compared to the hollow of the entire jade ring.

Recalling the records of the scrolls I had seen in the Xianwen Pavilion of the Kunlun Sect, this jade ring seemed to be a special spiritual treasure in ancient times, the Moon Gate.

Anything that can be called a spiritual treasure is a treasure with great power, and the ability that this moon gate has is to allow users to travel between different worlds.

But if you want to use this moon gate, you must rely on it to fill itself with spiritual power, and you can't intervene by external forces.

But Yang Mo looked at the accumulation speed of the spiritual power of this Moon Gate, and thought to himself that when this Moon Gate could be used, he didn't know what year it would be.

The Moon Gate couldn't be used, but in the ancient well in this space, the seven-colored light had already begun to light up.

Seeing this, Yang Mo did not hesitate any longer, and jumped straight into the ancient well.

Wrapped in a field of colorful light, he once again felt the whirlwind of the world when he had traveled through.

But for some reason, this feeling didn't last long.

Just when he felt like he was about to fall asleep, suddenly the light around him went dark, and he had fallen into a towering dense forest.

Li Laoliu, the grave keeper of Fengqi Mountain Cemetery on the Shaoling Plain in the southern suburbs of Chang'an.

Fifty years ago, at the age of forty-nine, he was patrolling the cemetery when he saw a huge pillar of light rising into the sky from the north, followed by a huge explosion.

After that, the world changed dramatically, and it seemed that something strange had popped up.

He gradually discovered that in the originally ordinary cemetery, there was a cold death gas emanating from those graves.

And the most important thing is that his body can absorb the dead air coming out of the tomb.

Fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and although Li Laoliu's body has become older and older, it has undergone incredible changes because of the absorption of those dead qi.

After the great changes in heaven and earth, on the Shaoling Plain, where the original villages were dotted, wild grasses and trees grew wildly, and all kinds of beasts, monsters and insects began to wreak havoc.

This area, which was once occupied by human civilization, has gradually retreated to the surroundings of big cities under the counterattack of nature.

Here in Fengqi Mountain, it has long been a dense jungle, full of monsters, and it is no longer suitable for human habitation.

As for why Li Lao Liu stayed here, first of all, it was because there was a lot of lifeless air in this cemetery, plants were difficult to grow, and wild beasts were reluctant to come, so it was much safer than outside.

Moreover, he has absorbed the dead qi in this cemetery all year round, and has become stronger and stronger by relying on the dead qi, and he has also become accustomed to the environment here.

The most important thing is that since the great changes in heaven and earth, the most lifeless place in the depths of the cemetery, where no plant can grow, has grown a strange fruit tree.

Since its growth, this fruit tree has borne a fist-sized fruit, which has grown in size over time.

By now, the fruit was already the size of a bucket, and it had a fatal attraction to Li Laoliu, making it difficult for him to give up.

Therefore, Li Lao Liu survived silently alone, guarding the strange fruit tree while living an isolated life.

However, this quiet life is about to be completely broken because of Li Laoliu's kindness.

At noon that day, in the dense forest outside Fengqi Mountain, five figures were jumping on the towering giant trees, and they were hurrying towards the direction of the cemetery.

When they entered the cemetery, the figure fell, revealing four men and one woman.

All five of them wore black cloaks, and the word "Weiyang" was written on the back of the cloak.

The man in the middle of them had a square face and thick eyebrows, and wore a strange red armor under his cloak, as if it was sewn from the leather of some animal.

The man looked at the collapsed and dilapidated cemetery gate in front of him, feeling the heavy death in the cemetery, and couldn't help frowning.

"Ah Fei, does the spirit fruit you said really grow here?"

The square-faced man, called Ah Shan, was a young man in his twenties, with a bandage on his head, apparently just injured.

"Lord Luoshan, after I was injured by the finch fire of Changle Palace the day before yesterday, I fled here in a panic, and was rescued by a strange old man in the cemetery, and accidentally saw the spirit fruit in the depths of the cemetery, there will definitely be no mistake."