Western Swamp, Dawang Village.

"It's really a place where you don't meet in life." Mo Wen walked in front of a stall and said with a smile: "Senior Zhou, how many people have you cheated recently?" ”

"Which kid says bad things about old people?" Zhou Xian, who was lying on his stomach, was startled, raised his head and looked carefully at the purple-clothed young man standing in front of him, with a little uncertainty in his tone: "Qingyun Mo asked?" ”

"Exactly down there." Mo Wen clasped his hands on his chest: "Recently, there have been a lot of cultivators here, so don't fool people in the seniors...... If you are chased and cut again, there will be no Xiaofan to save you. ”

"Jokes." Zhou Zhou Xian glanced at Xiao Huan, who was also lying on the stall with weakness next to him, and was full of confidence in his heart: "When did I Zhou Zhou Xian deceive someone?" ”

Facing the hard-mouthed Zhou Xian, Mo Wen shook his head and chuckled, and then said: "Senior, now that the vision of Death Ze has spread all over the world, I sent a message to the master five days ago, and I believe that there will be more and more masters here...... You'd better be careful. ”

"And he—will he come?" Xiaohuan, who had been listening with his ears pricked up, couldn't help but ask at this time.

Looking at the little girl who was a little timid in front of him, Mo Wen suddenly felt that Zhang Xiaofan's fate was not unreasonable. [Good luck is all distributed to the peach blossom luck. Mo Wen maliciously guessed.

"That guy will come naturally." Mo Wen didn't lie to a little girl, "But this kind of dangerous place...... Be careful yourselves. Seeing the sudden burst of light in Xiaohuan's eyes, Mo Wen swallowed the prepared persuasion back into his mouth.

……

Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.

The jade pillars of the vermilion wall, the glazed tiles shining under the scorching sun, collapsed in the earth-shattering war ten years ago, the Yuqing Hall has long been rebuilt, and other damaged places have also been repaired. On the wide and flat ground of the Yuqing Hall, more than twenty outstanding disciples of the younger generation of Qingyun were talking in twos and threes.

"Senior Brother Lin." The only first seat on the Yuqing Palace, Qi Hao greeted the little junior brother he hadn't seen for ten years.

"Senior Brother Qi!" Lin Jingyu, who had just come out of the ancestral hall, was stunned, "You're here too?" ”

"Aren't you keeping a vigil in the ancestral hall?" Qi Hao smiled, "When your friend came out five years ago, I was about to ask about your situation, but who knew that he would go down the mountain directly...... Why did he injure his fellow men and be punished for five years, while you had to guard it for ten years? ”

"It's all good intentions." Lin Jingyu replied: "Don't ask him to cultivate bravely and diligently, so he naturally wants to go out of the mountain to practice." ”

"Well, he's really made a name for himself out there over the years." Qi Hao nodded, and then lowered his voice: "This time, the head of the sect summoned the outstanding disciples of the younger generation, Bacheng, who is also going out to fight the Demon Sect...... Shocking feather, the battle of ten years, the division ...... Cangsong Dao people betrayed Qingyun, and we Longshou Peak have not been able to raise their heads, Chaoyang Peak, Luoxia Peak people see us as if they want to see the enemy...... Senior brother has also worked very hard in the first seat over the years. When I go out this time, I count on you to help us fight for Longshoufeng. ”

Lin Jingyu was silent for a long time and replied, "Don't worry, senior brother, I know." ”

"Buzz." The thick bell rang, and the Qingyun disciples who were talking stopped one after another, and the hall fell silent.

A moment later, Qingyun Sect was in charge, and Dao Xuan Zhenren walked out accompanied by his second apprentice, Xiao Yicai. He swept down the crowd, smiled slightly, and then sat down on the main seat.

After everyone finished saluting and settling down, Dao Xuan Zhenren whispered to Xiao Yicai: "Yicai, come on." ”

"Yes, Master." Xiao Yicai nodded, and then took two steps forward: "Fellow disciples, I invite you to come here today, there is an important matter that needs to be completed by the elite disciples of my Qingyun Sect." ”

Speaking of this, he paused deliberately, looked around at everyone with a smile, cleared his throat, and continued: "Yesterday, Senior Brother Mo sent a message, saying that there was a strange light in the Western Swamp, which has lasted for several days, and it seems that a strange treasure has been born, and people from the Demon Sect have gathered on the edge of the swamp, intending to get involved. ”

"What?"

"Demons! Wish for the moon! ”

Most of the young disciples of Qingyun Sect shouted out, their expressions furious.

After the noise subsided, Xiao Yi continued: "If there are no strange treasures in the swamp, then we must not let them fall into the hands of the demon thieves. I, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, naturally can't sit idly by, and the head of the Gu Sect decided to select the outstanding disciples of the younger generation from the sect to subdue demons and eliminate demons, ward off evil spirits and keep righteousness. ”

"And." Qi Hao's words changed, "Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley sent disciples to the Great Swamp, Tianyin Temple is okay, but Incense Valley ...... Everyone understands that in the war ten years ago, my Qingyun's vitality was greatly damaged, and the Incense Valley has always peeped into my Qingyun's status...... I hope you don't lose my face. ”

……

A year after the Qingyun War, the travelers have entered the world of "Zhu Xian", which is full of monks, and a few lucky guys also worshiped under the Qingyun Gate to learn the Xuanmen Dao Method, and then disappeared silently on the Qingyun Mountain because of the lack of staying time, and the Qingyunmen thought that these people were all spies of the Demon Sect, and searched the mountain for several months.

Ten years after the Battle of Qingyun, there were only thirteen travelers left in this world, plus Mo Wen.

Ten days after the appearance of the golden light anomaly, Dawang Village on the edge of the Western Swamp.

"Hey, it's really difficult to practice after breaking through the Shangqing Realm." Mo Wen stood up from under the tree and stretched his waist. [I don't know when Xiao Fan Jingyu will come...... The efficiency of work on Qingyun Mountain will not be so slow, and I have passed the news for seven days. 】

"Huh......" [It's not interesting to wait here.] Mo Wen moved his muscles and walked towards Dawang Village. [Let's go and see if Zhou Xian's old fool is still playing soy sauce there.] 】

As soon as he walked into Dawang Village, Mo Wen sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Although the originally depressed village has become a lot more lively these days because of the strange treasure, everyone is very restrained, and any grudges are resolved outside the village, and the people in the righteous path cherish their feathers naturally and will not hurt the innocent, and the people in the demon sect do not want to destroy this closest foothold to the swamp, so the atmosphere in the village of the king is still quite harmonious these days.

Therefore, the two gas engines facing each other on the street of Dawangcun are particularly conspicuous.

"Xiao Fan is already here." Looking at the familiar figure in front of the Zhou Immortal Stall, Mo Wen whispered with a smile, and then secretly retreated to the entrance of the village - only Zhang Xiaofan was alone, he would naturally go to say hello, but there was also Qin Wuyan next to him...... Mo Wen didn't want to be beaten by the group.

After a while, when the aura of confrontation dissipated, Mo Wen walked back to the village, only to see Qin Wuyan reflexively leaving, while Zhang Xiaofan was still standing in front of the stall that looked at the face.

"You've grown up." Zhang Xiaofan, who had a vicissitudes of life, looked at Xiaohuan for a while, smiled and whispered.

"Hey, hey." Before Xiaohuan could answer, a voice came from behind him: "I said Xiaofan, why did you kid come here now, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." ”

"I just went to Qingyun." Zhang Xiaofan turned his head. "Also, my name is Ghost Li."

His former immature face is now angular, and at only twenty-six years old, he looks as calm and heavy as a man in his forties...... Pain can make a person mature quickly, and it has also left an indelible mark on this teenager.

"Can you really let go of everything you do for Zhang Xiaofan?" Mo Wen was not angry at all, and asked with a smile, "If Baguio wakes up and sees you like this, will she be happy?" ”

"You!" Zhang Xiaofan's eyebrows were upside down, but he seemed to think of something, and then his tone softened: "Call it whatever you want...... Have you found anything over the years? ”

"How can those things be so easy to find? But don't worry. Mo Wen patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Since someone has used the Soul Restoration Secret Technique to save people in the past, we have no reason to give up." ”

"yes...... I'll be able to save Baguio. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were confused, and he seemed to recall that he and Mo Wen met again four years ago.

===== dividing line five years ago ===

Five years after the Battle of Qingyun, the ancestral hall.

At this time, Mo Wen was standing alone in the open space in front of the ancestral hall, surrounded by a few yellowed rune papers. Lin Jingyu and Wan Jianyi stood in the ancestral hall and looked at him quietly.

"Hah!" Mo Wen jumped up suddenly, clasped the cloud shadow with both hands, and slashed down towards the ground in front of him!

"Boom!" The colored light slammed into the ground, and before the shockwave could spread, the few pieces of rune paper surrounding him suddenly spontaneously combusted, turning into a cyan light shield that tightly bound the scattered wind in it.

"Smack." Wan Jianyi clapped his hands lightly a few times, "Amazing, I have already cultivated to the Shangqing Realm at this age, and the Qingye Patriarch back then was just like that, right...... I have nothing more to teach you. ”

"Thank you for your guidance in the past five years." Mo Wen bowed respectfully to the old man holding the broom.

"It's just that I'm lonely." Wan Jianyi waved his hand, "Go and find your master." ”

……

"Oh? You're going out to practice? Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the little disciple he had given high hopes with some surprise, "How long will it take to go out?" ”

"The disciple wants to eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao outside of Qingyun all the year round and visit the famous mountains and rivers......" Mo Wen began to talk nonsense.

"That's it!" Dao Xuan Zhenren waved his robe, "What the hell do you think?" ”

“…… Master. Mo Wen was silent for a while, and then replied, "My existence puts too much pressure on the second senior brother, and you also know that I am not the material to be a leader...... Don't be ashamed of Master's cultivation over the years. ”

"And then you want to hide outside?" Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at his little apprentice, and then let out a long sigh: "That's it, that's it...... The hit has its own fixed number, and it can't be forced. ”

******

Mo Wen, who had just come down the mountain, naturally didn't have any goals, so he wandered around the vast land of the Central Plains.

After the Qingyun War, the Demon Sect made a strong comeback, and all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods jumped out to make trouble, and in this environment, Mo Wen's journey naturally couldn't be calm—especially when Mo Wen saw some things that he couldn't stand anymore.

The road is uneven, and the blood stains the blade.

Mo Wen has never been a bad person, he has a normal human outlook on life and morality, and will not deliberately harm others. If he encounters some scum who are not strong, he is happy to give them a free trip to the underworld.

And with his current level of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao Qing Realm, there are too many people in the Demon Sect who are not strong.

So, where Mo Wen passed, all the people in the Demon Sect who were cruel and indiscriminate in killing were in different places - once Mo Wen heard that a Demon Sect faction practiced with babies. Then the furious Mo Wen single-handedly killed the mountain gate of the faction directly, and after a fight, the small faction of the Demon Sect called the Ghost Boy Gate was all wiped out by Mo Wen alone, and Mo Wen was covered in blood at that time, overflowing with evil spirit, as if killing the god came to the world. Many cultivators around were shocked when they saw it, and one person destroyed one faction, which was a big deal...... Even if it was a small faction that was destroyed, afterwards, Mo Wen had the title of "Blood Sword Immortal", and the people in the Demon Sect called it "Blood Sword Demon".

Maybe it's fate, a year after Mo Wen went down the mountain, when he was cleaning up a small faction of the Demon Sect that was engaged in blood sacrifices, he directly bumped into the ghost Li who was on a mission, that is, Zhang Xiaofan.

When the old people met, it should have been a happy meeting, but Mo Wen didn't give face to his former companions at all, and directly sent a few of the most evil guys from that faction to meet the king of Hades, and then flew back.

Zhang Xiaofan ordered his men to suppress the remaining people and then chased after him.

"Hi, Xiaofan." After running for nearly ten minutes, Mo Wen estimated that the distance was enough, then slowed down, turned back to the little tail behind him and smiled, "Long time no see." ”

“…… It's been a long time. Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment and replied, "What did you ask me to do?" ”

"That ......," Mo Wen sorted out the wording, "I heard about Baguio's current situation." ”

"You're trying to say you have a way to save her?" Zhang Xiaofan sneered, "Over the years, there have been so many people looking for me...... I don't know why they knew about Baguio's current situation, but the solution they said was completely unworkable! ”

[Among these three hundred people, I am really not the only one who has seen Zhuxian...... No, you're still too anxious, who knows when Xiaohuan learned the secret technique of resurrecting souls, and the people there are so easy to talk to? Mo Wen sighed secretly, and then said to Zhang Xiaofan: "I just want to go and see her condition at this time...... Maybe I can find a way to save her? ”

"Okay." Zhang Xiaofan finally agreed, in his mind, Mo Wen was a more mysterious guy, and he had no prejudice against the Demon Sect...... Zhang Xiaofan still remembered that when the Yuqing Palace asked the people who helped him speak.

……

Huqi Mountain, in front of the ice room.

"Ghost Li, who is he?" Qinglong blocked Mo Wen and Zhang Xiaofan, staring closely at Mo Wen who was shrouded in black.

"The master I met outside." Zhang Xiaofan's face did not change.

"Another master? Masked masters? Qinglong "fluttered" and smiled, but the ice god in his eyes was still the same, "Aren't you those god sticks again?" ”

"Hehe, it's not up to Your Excellency to decide whether you are a superior or not." Mo Wen hoarsely voiced, "This little brother helped me once, and I naturally want to repay him...... Please also take a step and allow me to see the patient. ”

“…… Hum. Qinglong turned around and walked into the cold stone room, standing aside. Zhang Xiaofan didn't say much, and walked to Baguio, who was lying peacefully, with Mo Wen.

Ignoring Qinglong's sharp gaze, Mo Wen gently took Baguio's hand.

[Sure enough, only one of the three souls and seven spirits remained...... There are also ......] Mo Wen looked at it for a while, and he already had a general understanding of Baguio's situation at this time.

[Well, it's not like Qingyun Taoism, and it doesn't have the taste of Buddhism, but it's a little similar to my Demon Sect. Qinglong frowned and thought to himself. [Who the hell is this guy?] 】

"Sir, is there a way to save people?" Just as Mo Wen had just withdrawn the hand on Baguio's hand, a magnetic voice came from the door...... The Ghost King is here.

In the past ten years, the overlord's face has not changed in the slightest, but his pale temples have told Mo that his life has indeed not been very moisturized over the years.

"Your Excellency, Sect Master." Mo Wen looked at the ghost king for a long time, "Let the three souls of love scatter, and only one soul will be left to protect his body...... Except for the long-lost ghost path soul restoration secret technique and the soul rejuvenation technique of the Southern Xinjiang Black Witch Clan, I really can't think of anything else. ”

"Really?" The Ghost King silently closed his eyes, "Do you know the news of these two techniques?" ”

"I don't know...... However, in addition to the wounds of the soul, Ling Ai also has another major trouble. Mo asked to add.

"A big trouble?" The Ghost King's body was shocked, and he looked at Mo Wen with burning eyes. "Please tell me more about it."

"Love is not only scattered, but also has hidden dangers in the body." Mo Wen pondered for a moment and continued: "Her body is now greatly damaged, her five internal organs are exhausted, and there is only a trace of vitality left...... Your sect's 'infatuation spell' is really domineering, if you want to save Ling Ai, you need to nourish your body with heaven and earth spiritual objects. Saying that, Mo Wen touched it into his arms with a painful face, and took out a blue-green stone, "This stone is found by the old man from the wild mountains and forests, which can nourish the body, and wear this thing beside Ling Ai, as short as one or two years, and as long as seven or eight years, so that Ai's precious body is naturally unharmed." "[Seven Stars' Soul Purity Stone, if I hadn't had a cloud shadow, I would definitely not give them to them but refine them into magic weapons for my own use...... Why can only one thing per person take out of the world? Cheap Zhang Xiaofan's guy. 】

Handing the only seven-star spiritual object harvested this year to Zhang Xiaofan, Mo Wen sighed secretly. [That's it, the second volume of "Book from Heaven" still depends on this kid...... It's just tuition. 】

Feeling the huge aura of life, the ghost king couldn't help but be moved, and respectfully saluted Mo Wen, "Mr. Gaoyi, Wan is grateful." ”

"The old man deserves it." Mo Wen hurriedly avoided it, "Although this stone is miraculous, the old man can't use it anymore...... This little brother has been kind to me, but I can't repay it, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. ”

The two exchanged a few words, but Qinglong looked at Mo Wen in some surprise, as if he felt that he had lost his eyes, this person was really not a liar; Zhang Xiaofan was depressed and his eyes were blank.

"Sect Master, the old man is powerless against Ling Ai's injury, and he has no shame to stay here, so he retired first." Don't ask.

"Sir, don't stay a little longer?" The Ghost King extended an olive branch to Mo Wen, "If there is turmoil today, it is the opportunity for the rise of my Holy Sect...... Sir, would you like to join my Ghost King Sect? ”

[Hey, you really want to pull me in. Mo Wen declined: "The sect master's good intentions are in his heart, but the old man is used to wandering, and it's okay to put on a name, if you really want me to be stationed in one place, hehe...... I'm afraid I'll disappoint the sect master. ”

"Hmm...... Then don't force Mr. The Ghost King pondered for a moment, "Ghost Li, send this old gentleman away." ”

"How does this work?"

"......" Zhang Xiaofan ignored Mo Qian, and just followed him silently.

……

Two hundred miles west of Huqi Mountain, an unnamed hillside.

"I say, how long are you going to follow me?" Mo Wen looked back helplessly, looking at the young man behind him, "I said that I would try to help you find the way to restore your soul." [When Baguio is finally saved, then ask him for the second and fifth volumes of the Book of Heaven...... If you just ask him now, the utilitarianism is too obvious. 】

“……”

"I said, what the hell is wrong with you kid?" Mo Wen saw Zhang Xiaofan's dejected expression, and couldn't help but raise his voice.

“！” Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses at this time, looked up at Mo Wen, his eyes were not as clear as before the beginning, nor as deep as after six years of meeting just now, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes at this time were full of confusion, like an innocent little beast that had been abandoned...... This metaphor is a bit disgusting, and now Zhang Xiaofan is like a frustrated girl, weak and confused.

"Don't ask, you say, can I really go back to Baguio?" The tone is wavering. "The liars who died at my hands before died laughing like crazy, saying that I would never be able to ......"

"Humph!" Mo Wen's face turned cold, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched him directly in the face, knocking him several meters away.

"Zhang Xiaofan!" Mo Wen rushed over and grabbed Zhang Xiaofan, who fell to the ground and hadn't reacted yet, by the collar, pulled him up, and yelled at his face: "When did you become so soft?" Back then, in the Yuqing Palace, weren't you afraid of death? Yes! If Baguio knew that she almost used her life to save a guy like you, she,, would have regretted it! Why is it a big soft egg that is rescued! ”

"Smack." Zhang Xiaofan punched Mo Wen in the face, and then he grabbed Mo Wen's collar with his backhand, "I'm not afraid of death!" I wasn't afraid before, and I'm not afraid of ...... now."

"And what kind of expression did you just have?" also grabbed the other party's collar, Mo Wen roared, "Not confident? Confused? If even you are like this, then who else will save Baguio? If even you doubt the possibility of resurrecting her, who would believe that Baguio still has hope for a cure! You're, you're saying! Who else! Ten thousand people? Or is it the Suzaku Holy Envoy? "Why am I so angry? Lamenting its misfortune? Angry? Or envy? I don't know ......]

The two big men raised their collars and looked at each other, looking very philosophical ♂...... Just ignore Zhang Xiaofan's blood-red and crazy eyes and Mo Wen's blade-like cold and sharp gaze.

After a while, the blood in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes gradually receded, and he slowly let go of the hands holding Mo Wen's collar, and turned his head, "You're right, I shouldn't be depressed...... I'll be able to get her back. The voice was low, as firm as a rock that has not been moved for thousands of years.

"That's right." Mo Wen smiled with satisfaction and let go of his collar, "Even if you can't find those who know secret arts, won't you study them yourself?" Did these secret techniques exist in the first place? The predecessors were able to create such a technique against the sky, why can't we! ”

"Yes......" Zhang Xiaofan was quite moved, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey! Don't put the cart before the horse! Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan wanted to be planted in the ghost path, Mo Wen couldn't help but remind: "Now it's better for you to look for the Black Witch Clan and the Ghost Dao Secret Technique...... Fifteen years, if you can't find it, you can do your own research. "Baguio should have been able to save him by then. 】

Speaking of this, Mo Wen's tone was correct: "Strength is not everything, but without power, you can't even protect the people or things you value...... You should understand that the necessary practice still needs to be done. ”

"Got it." Zhang Xiaofan remembered the emerald green figure that fell in front of him six years ago, and a touch of pain crossed his eyes.

[Hmm...... Now the atmosphere is so good, bet! Seeing that the topic mentioned cultivation, Mo Wen took the opportunity to put forward his request: "Xiao Fan, I heard that the Ghost King Sect has obtained the second volume of the Book of Heaven...... Can you show me? ”

"What do you want the Demon Cult's holy scriptures for?" Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Mo Wen strangely, "That's it, I'll read it to you." ”

“……”

"Hmm, the Demon Cult scriptures are really broad and profound...... But how does it sound so familiar to me? Mo Wen glanced at Zhang Xiaofan with a smile in his eyes, and said deliberately: "It seems that what I expected is good, Qingyun and the Demon Sect are really connected. ”

"......" Zhang Xiaofan was silent.

"Alright, I'll go first, come on!" Mo Wen stepped on the cloud shadow, "Xiao Fan, in four years, there will be good things born in the Western Swamp, see you then!" ”

"Don't ask." Zhang Xiaofan asked loudly: "In your heart, what is justice?" ”

"Justice?" Mo Wen chuckled, and the cloud shadow disappeared into the sky.

"What's that?"

=== Dividing line at the end of the memory ===

"That's right!" Zhang Xiaofan's eyes shot a sharp gaze: "How did you know that there would be something wrong here in four years?" ”

"Naturally, it's calculated." Mo asked "hehe" and smiled, and came up with a reason that had been made up a long time ago.

"......" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Zhou Xian, and then stared at Mo Qian, obviously not believing.

"Don't look at me like that." Mo Wen spread his hands and lied with his eyes open, "Although I learned the skill of fortune-telling from him, I am not the same as that old liar...... At that time, I only calculated that something big would happen in the Western Swamp, and I didn't know what would happen to me. ”

“…… You've got the news back to Qingyun? Zhang Xiaofan changed the subject.

"Of course, Qingyun didn't feel sorry for me." Mo asked with his hands on his chest, "You shouldn't hate Qingyun, why did Qingyun feel sorry for you back then?" ”

“…… That sword! Zhang Xiaofan's eyes suddenly turned red, and an incomparably fierce aura rushed straight towards Mo Wen in front of him.

"Hehe, if I were the master, I would have cut down that sword." Mo Wen didn't move, "You have to be hard enough to sit in that position, so I can't sit down." ...... year Forget it, what's the use of arguing with you about this? I'm going to wait for those fellow men. Mo Wen's body was full of blue light, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked a person from the Demon Sect who pounced on him flying, "You better care about your own condition first, how long can you survive under the invasion of the blood devouring bead demonic power?" I don't care if you plot against the Immortal Hall or something. Mo Wen turned around and walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around: "Don't die before you save Baguio." ”

"No...... Use...... You...... Say. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flickered with blood, and he said word by word. Xiaohuan, who was holding Xiao Ash behind him, was so frightened that his face turned pale with that evil aura, but he still looked at Zhang Xiaofan worriedly.

"I can't see through it." Zhou Zhou Xian frowned, looking at Mo Wen, who was flying towards the sword, and muttered, "What the hell ......is this son?"

"Grandpa!"

"Oops!" There was a miserable scream, but it was Zhou Zhou Xian who was startled by Xiaohuan when he was pondering just now, and accidentally pulled out several beards.

"Shhh...... Oops...... Little Ancestor, what are you going to do......" Zhou Xian inhaled in pain.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with Brother Zhang?" Xiaohuan pointed to Zhang Xiaofan, whose eyes were flashing red, and asked worriedly.

"It's the evil thing in his hand that is at work." Zhou Zhou Xian glanced at it and turned his head, "Let's go, we can't help him with this kind of thing, trust him." ”

“…… Got it. Xiaohuan lowered his head and gently stroked the head of the gray monkey in his arms, and asked, "Grandpa, where are we going?" ”

"Naturally there!" Monday Immortal pointed to the West.

A cloud-shrouded wilderness - the swamp of death!

PS: The second sentence of the introduction has been recycled.