"I hope so. Nian Yubai threw out another soul technique, shattering the soul clansmen who were blocking the way in the distance.

"Although I still haven't figured out why they were suddenly chased and killed by people all over the world, they reacted too quickly, right?" Nian Yubai said depressedly.

Mo Feng's face was gloomy: "First of all, the main reason why they came to chase and kill is that there are a large number of people and a limited number of masters, and secondly, it is impossible for them to all squat around here, but since we have just been exposed, this group of people has quickly chased and killed, which can only show that they originally lived around here, and I am afraid that everyone has been mobilized." This means that once we are dragged somewhere, there will be real Soul Brake masters coming immediately, and then we will be really in danger. ”

“...... It's still the same sentence, how much hatred and resentment, is there any mistake, actually mobilized the whole clan to hunt us down, I really don't need to be so enthusiastic. Nian Yubai sighed.

Jing Yue turned around and smashed the soul core of a Soul Clansman and said softly: "When we were arrested, it seems that we heard them say that we need nine Terran cultivators as sacrifices, and it would be best if they were all soul masters, so you will inevitably be targeted." ”

"What the hell is their Raushzi Millennium Festival playing?" Nian Yubai looked puzzled.

"It feels like it should be a sacrifice to their Yin God, but I don't know what the purpose of their sacrifice is......" Jing Yue thought about it and said softly.

"Can I discuss something with you?" Nian Yubai said suddenly.

"Huh?" Jing Yue looked puzzled.

"It's just that you say that our Senior Sister Zi likes to speak softly, how can you be a big man who is also soft-spoken, although I can't hear it, but I still feel awkward. ”

"......" Jing Yue's hand shook and stabbed crookedly, but fortunately, Mo Feng followed closely and made up a soul refining talisman.

"Don't you make trouble, don't you?" Mo Feng looked at Nian Yubai angrily.

At this moment, Jing Yue suddenly understood why Mo Feng, who was always cold and indifferent on weekdays, would actually fight with Nian Yubai so vigorously.

To be honest, if it weren't for the wrong time, he couldn't help but have infighting, because someone's mouth was too bad.

The world was full of floating purple figures, these Soul Clansmen were completely unafraid of death, even if most of them were moths to the fire, and they exploded into purple points of light before they got close, but they still followed one after another, desperately trying to hold back the footsteps of Mo Feng and the others.

"How are you?" With the consumption of soul power, Zi Chenruo, who had been the main attack output, became more and more pale, and there was no time to recover at all, Mo Feng looked at her weak appearance, and it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'm fine, let's hurry up......" Zichenruo pulled the corners of his mouth and reluctantly showed a smile, as clear and elegant as before, but the warm lips had lost their bloody color.

She was obviously extremely weak, but she never shouted tired from beginning to end.

Because she is used to burying too many things in her heart, not saying or touching them, she would rather be silent and ignored than let others find out her hard work and forbearance.

Especially in this kind of life and death line, she must not be a drag.

Suddenly, Zichen's feet were empty, and his whole body staggered forward, but he accidentally stepped on a depression in the snow.

She subconsciously closed her eyes, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't feel the cold touch on her face, but as soon as her body was empty, she touched a burst of warmth.

Zichen Ruo opened his eyes blankly, and what greeted him was the hair stained with falling snow in the ink wind, and she gently wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned on his back, and his body temperature was the only warmth in the ice and snow.

It seems to have returned to Mingyuan Mountain, the day of the spirit beast riot.

At that time, it was also him who carried her on his back, stepped on the corpses of various spirit beasts, drenched in stinking blood, and stumbled out of a bloody path.

Now, there was no blood, no minced flesh, just a bleak snow, and purple spots of light that exploded through the snow, like an unreal dream.

Zichenruo opened her mouth slightly, wanting him to let herself down, but for some reason, her voice was always blocked there, and she didn't even say a word.

Maybe it's nostalgia for the temperature on his body?

Maybe it's nostalgic for this long-lost warmth.

Since the death of my mother, I have never had the warmth.

So she couldn't help but think a little greedily, just indulge yourself again. Well, for the last time.

But deep down, even she herself was not sure if there would be a next time, whether she would be able to leave resolutely and continue to be alone in the cold and empty world.

There is a kind of warmth that maybe you don't want to put down when you get it.

Zichen couldn't help but feel a little confused, she shook her head slightly, as if she wanted to shake off the annoying snowflakes that blew in, but in fact, she just wanted to brush away those messy thoughts.

That's it, no matter what happens in the future, just like the flower language of Luo Langhua, she only wants to cherish this moment.

......

By the time he rushed into a hillside, Mo Feng's soul power had already been consumed, and his physical strength could barely keep up.

The good news is that there are finally no Soul Brake Clansmen in front of them, and those who are still chasing after themselves are also cleaned up by Mo Feng and several people.

But maybe it's just getting started.

After going deep into this mountainous area, Mo Feng finally saw a cave in a corner that could still be accommodated, although it had been occupied by a tiger beast, but at this time he could only say sorry to it.

After cremating the corpse of the tiger beast, Mo Feng simply cleaned up the cave, although there was still a bad smell, but it could only be used improvised, fortunately, Zi Chenruo didn't seem to be particularly particular about this.

After Nian Yubai recovered his spiritual power, he laid down several formations at the entrance of the cave, there were vigilant ones, defensive ones, and attackers, and Zichen Ruo even made up a phantom array later, presumably as long as they were not too unlucky, everyone would be safe for the time being.

Although they have been worried during this period, almost everyone's soul power, Xuan power, and even spirit and spirit have fully recovered, and even if Nian Yubai and Zichen carved the unfinished soul array, they were not found by the soul clansmen, which is a good thing, but Mo Feng always has a sense of uneasiness for some reason.

"It's best to stay here all the time for five days. Nian Yubai said with emotion.

Jing Yue was silent.

"You just can't think about it, do you have to go to the central altar to save your junior brothers and sisters?"

Jing Yue still habitually whispered: "Now that the Soul Brake Clan has been brought here, maybe there will be a reduction in manpower on the altar side." ”

"Maybe, don't be naïve, the king of the Soul Clan, Yika, Kasher or something is probably staying at the altar, and we can't deal with any of them. ”

Jing Yue's expression did not change at all: "No matter what, I must try it." It's not a bad thing for you anyway, and I'll be able to help you get some people away when I get out. ”

"Why are you so brainless? If you die here, you Wuxuanmen elders still don't have to die of distress? They would definitely prefer you to stay better than to be buried with you. ”

"What do they think and what does it have to do with me?" Jingyue Gujing said.

"You've decided?" Ink Wind looked up at him.

Jing Yue nodded, and said nothing more.

Mo Feng didn't open his mouth to admonish him, but just turned his head to Dong Mo and said, "At the end of Dong, you go and see how the situation is outside, and help him find a way where there are few people in the Soul Clan." ”

Jing Yue lowered her head and didn't speak, but she recorded this favor in her heart.

A person like Mo Feng never shows senseless sympathy, he always only does what he doesn't say.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and everyone was thinking about their own affairs, and they were all in a daze.

Jing Yue unconsciously rubbed the simple spirit ring in her hand, suddenly thought of something, and said: "I'm afraid that I will be more auspicious than lucky, and I won't be able to repay your favor in the future, so it's better to ...... it."

"Boom!"

The entire cave suddenly shook, and Jing Yue's words were interrupted instantly.

The sense of uneasiness in Mo Feng's heart suddenly reached its peak, and he couldn't help but stand up suddenly, but before he could reach the entrance of the cave, the end of the winter rushed in in a hurry, and said quickly: "Let's go!"

Looking down from the sky at the end of winter, this mountainous area, which occupies one-sixth of the territory of the Soul Clan, has completely changed its appearance.

From south to north, a line of dark purple and near-black light "slowly" spread, but that was only a visual dislocation when looking down, in fact, the speed at which this piece of purple light advanced was definitely as fast as the speed of a Transformation Venerable cultivator galloping with all his might.

By now, all areas on the southern side of the mountain have been soaked in this deep purple glow, as if they had been changed by paint.

Although she didn't know what it was at the end of winter, even if she was just a simple and ignorant five or six-year-old girl, she realized that something was wrong. Not to mention, when she looked down, she also saw a long and winding purple blockade in the northern part of the mountain range, all of which were composed of dense Soul Clansmen.

Looking at this posture, the end of winter suddenly remembered an idiom taught to her by Brother Mo: Wait for the rabbit.

"No wonder they weren't in a hurry, and no one came to search at all, it turned out to be such a ruthless idea. Nian Yubai couldn't help but gasp.

Damn, this Soul Clan is really crazy, just to catch the three of them, as for it! He thinks about the manpower and material resources that cost him, and it hurts for them.

"I had to flee to the north. Mo Feng said in a deep voice.

According to the description of the end of winter, I am afraid that in less than an hour, that ray of purple light will be pushed to their position, and now they have no choice but to flee to the north in the opposite direction.

Because this mountain range is southwest and northeast, and it tends to be more east-west, so according to their speed, I am afraid that they will not have time to run to the east or west, and they will already be affected by the purple light, and what kind of consequences will be at that time, Mo Feng can't predict at all.

So even if they throw themselves into the net, there is no way to do it, and the trick of the Soul Clan's bottom of the kettle really obliterates all their choices.

Perhaps the only good news was that, at least there was no trace of the Soul Clansmen in the mountains, and they didn't have to hide, they just had to rush north.

The spirit that the group had finally recovered was almost consumed after a day and a night, but even so, the end of the winter still reported worriedly: "The purple light behind is too fast, if you don't leave, I'm afraid you will be caught up in less than ten minutes." ”

"I take a look at what the hell that is. Nian Yubai gasped and climbed up a big rock, stood on it and looked south, only to see a piece of purple qi spreading rapidly like a sea tide, cutting the world into two pieces like a yin-yang mirror.