Mo Fan was stunned, he didn't expect Ling'er to know?

"Hmph, don't think you don't say anything, I don't know. ”

Ling'er pouted and said unhappily: "Actually, this matter has been circulating by those people for a long time, and I know all about it, but I don't want to say it, so that grandma is worried." ”

"I'm just a container for the fox demon saintess, and I say it's a saint, but it's just a sad container. ”

"When the real fox demon saintess appears, I will disappear ......"

Although Ling'er is more than a hundred years old, when converted to the human race, she is only a six or seven-year-old girl.

Hearing that she was so pessimistic about life and death, as if she was describing something that had nothing to do with him, Mo Fan was also extremely surprised at this time.

Moreover, I also felt a little guilty in my heart.

It stands to reason that Ling'er has always been able to live a carefree life.

But because of his sudden appearance, he is likely to die because of this......

"Hehe, what are you doing with a melancholy look? Big brother, I'll take you to a place to see. ”

Ling'er showed a pure and immaculate smile, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into its body, a snow-white fox, and rushed directly towards the depths of the jungle.

"I'll rub, boy, you won't regret it, will you?"

The black crow had a somewhat strange look at this time, "You kid don't plan to eat it for all ages, right?

"Roll the calves!"

This black crow really hit the muzzle of the gun.

Mo Fan frowned and followed closely, wanting to see what Ling'er wanted him to see.

The land of green hills, with beautiful mountains and rivers, is a good place.

No wonder this place is not allowed to outsiders, it would be a sin to turn this place upside down.

Moreover, most of the Yao people here are extremely kind, respect self-sufficiency, and are unwilling to trouble others, so it is indeed a very good place.

Don't look at Ling'er, her cultivation is not strong, but her speed is extremely fast, and the kung fu of this eyelid flashes in an instant.

Mo Fan exerted all his strength before he barely followed.

"This is it!"

In front of me is a clear spring water, exuding a soft white light, and the surrounding spiritual power is abundant, and it looks beautiful.

A statue stands in the middle of a spring with its hands held up towards the sky.

It can be seen that it is a statue of a woman, but it has no face, and there is no carving on the face, it is completely pure rock.

"What is this?"

Ling'er turned back into human form, folded her hands, and bowed and bowed very respectfully.

"Bow quickly, don't be rude to your ancestors!"

"Good good ......"

Mo Fan had no choice but to comply, and at the same time bowed, looking at this beautiful and dangerous situation, and said in a low voice: "What kind of place is this?"

"It's our Qingqiu Holy Land. ”

"Holy Land?"

Ling'er nodded, and then said with a smile: "Hehe, but although this is a holy place, everyone can come here." ”

"She single-handedly created the land of Qingqiu, and it is because of her that we can survive here for generations without being disturbed by the outside world. ”

"Forehead ......"

I thought that others in the Holy Land couldn't come in, but I didn't expect it to be so relaxed.

"This is the Qingqiu Ancestor?"

"Well, no one knows her name, but her title is very good......"

"What?"

"Song of the Blood Moon!"

Mo Fan silently read it twice, this name is indeed good.

"She's amazing, my grandma told me since I was a kid. At the beginning, we demon beasts had no fixed place to live, and we didn't have a place to live. In the end, she used her own life to forcibly open up such a space. ”

With such a great power, it is no wonder that the demon beasts in the land of Qingqiu can be so respected.

To be able to create space, such a cultivation, I'm afraid that only the legendary immortal powerhouse can barely do it, right?

For the sake of the demon beast clan, it is really rare for this kind of person to be able to sacrifice himself.

At the beginning, he could be regarded as having seen some ancient books recorded.

The Yin Yang Temple led many demon beasts to fight a bloody battle with the Shura clan.

Because of the large number of demon beasts, they are not afraid to move forward, move forward, and fight the heavens and the earth.

In the end, there were heavy casualties......

In order to protect the Shenwu Continent, the Yin Yang Palace was almost killed and wounded, and under the desperate struggle, it fled from the siege of the two major dynasties to Penglai Immortal Island.

But the demon beast was forgotten by them......

It is precisely because of this that the demon beasts in the land of Qingqiu can be said to hate mages deeply!

The Song of the Blood Moon, a funeral song to the sky!

Mo Fan sighed, looked at the statue in front of him, and only had that full respect in his heart.

Such a strong man deserves it.

"However, there are times when I think the ancestors are not dead. ”

"What?"

"I don't know what's going on, so let's just think it's a delusion......"

Ling'er sat on the rock next to the spring, and at the same time, her white little feet were placed directly in the cold and comfortable spring water.

"Hehe, sometimes, I will come here to talk to the ancestor and chat with her. He didn't answer me, but he was happy. ”

Mo Fan looked at the elf in front of him, and he also had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

If the mission is completed, Ling'er will most likely disappear as a result......

In fact, she has long known her future and knows the consequences, but she can look at life with a smile.

"Big brother, thank you so much. ”

"In the future, I will be able to accompany the ancestors all the time, and when the divine soul enters my body, then our demon beast clan will definitely be able to return to its former glory. ”

Seeing that Mo Fan was silent, the black crow said strangely: "Boy, you won't regret it, right?"

"No, the nine-tailed demon fox also said that there is a certain possibility that it will not harm Ling'er. ”

"Cut, it's just a fart!"

The black crow snorted disdainfully, "In the whole world, how can it be possible to hold two souls in a body?"

Mo Fan looked at his hands, isn't he like this?

When he first came here, the original owner was already dead......

Ling'er, is it possible to survive?

Even if he survived, was it Ling'er, or the soul of the Holy Goddess who had never met before?

Seeing Ling'er happily playing in the spring water, Mo Fan also smiled and said in a low voice: "Ling'er, I asked your grandmother about the evil dragon before, why didn't your grandmother tell me?"

"Hmph, don't try to trick me!"

Ling'er grimaced and poured some spring water at Mo Fan, "Grandma won't let me tell you, I won't say it!"

Mo Fan was also extremely helpless, this little ghost spirit was definitely hiding something from him.

The evil dragon is crucial, and he must complete this task!