"What is my seal?"

Xiang Mo asked himself in his heart, looking at his dantian silently.

His true qi is mainly based on water attributes, supplemented by thunder attributes, and in a serious way, the imprint needs to reflect the mystery of water.

What is the meaning of water?

Thinking about it, I couldn't support it anymore and fell asleep.

He had been sleepless for several days, supported by a full will, and now he finally couldn't support it anymore and closed his eyes.

In a mountain forest about ten miles away from the courtyard, two figures, one tall and one thin, are shuttling through the forest.

From time to time, they stopped in one place to search, and from time to time they moved forward quickly.

These two people are Xing Wuwei and Lu Yuan.

They emerged from beneath the cave and came to the woodland.

According to his own speculation, Xing Wuwei guessed that Xiang Mo might be washed away by the river, and found his traces on a shoal, and then followed the footprints left by Xiang Mo unconsciously, and came to this place.

"Brother Xing, why do you work so hard for a kid who doesn't know life and death? We've been chasing for half a month!"

Lu Yuan was a little dissatisfied, he was the one who ran the most errands along the way, and he was the first to do the drudgery.

In addition, the weather is hot, and it is in the mountains and forests, and there are many birds, beasts, insects and monsters, which can be regarded as an old sin.

"Hehe, Brother Lu, don't be impatient, this time we are bound to catch that kid, we have to see people die or see corpses, only by bringing him back to Xiang's home, we can get that thing!"

Xing looked thoughtfully into the distance, and said in a deep voice,

"Huh, the old guy promised you?"

When Lu Yuan heard this, his eyes were overjoyed, and he looked at Xing Wuxian with burning eyes.

"Well, but in order to be sure, I still have to capture this Xiang Mo alive, I'm afraid that that old thing will turn his face when the time comes!"

"Good, good!"

Lu Yuan said three good words in a row, and the complaint on his face was swept away in an instant, and his face appeared purple-red, looking radiant.

"Alas...... I really didn't expect this trip to be so troublesome, obviously a little person like an ant, why did it make waves?"

Xing Wuwei was a little puzzled, he had also heard a little about Xiang Mo, and he learned a lot about this little guy along the way.

The most incredible thing for him is that this kid has been unknown for four years, and now once he has become famous, he has killed a master of Ning Yuan Realm, which is no different from listening to the book of heaven.

"Don't think about it, brother Xing, let's think more about the benefits of completing the task, this time the undercover is the longest time we have been lying down, I can't hold it back, if it weren't for the thing, Lao Tzu would have stolen it with his own hands, I don't believe that the old guy can stop us, even if he can't beat it, he can still run away!"

Lu Yuan was in a good mood, and he walked three points faster.

"Don't underestimate Xiang Tianqi, that old thing still has some means, although he may not be able to stop us, but you may not be able to retreat, it's better to be careful, if you can catch Xiang Mo this time, you can definitely let him relax his vigilance against us, okay, let's continue, I feel that kid is very close to us!"

The two of them quickly walked towards the courtyard where Xiang Mo was, and Xiang Mo was still asleep at this time.

He had a dream, a very ethereal dream.

In his dream, he dreamed of a river, a river that fell from the sky, and there was a small boat in the river, and there was a woman in the boat, who was carrying an umbrella, and was driving the boat to his side.

Looking at Mo Ding, it was still the girl he dreamed of last time, with the same peerless appearance and the same outstanding independence.

Although he didn't know why this woman appeared frequently in his dreams, he gradually developed a different kind of affection for this woman.

It is not love, but a kind of appreciation, a kind of taste, a kind of joy that I have a relationship with you even after thousands of mountains and rivers.

This time, the peerless beauty's one-leaf boat seemed to be rowing towards itself, and it was slowly pushed by the waves, and it swung over without hurry.

From a distance, it looks like a leaf floating on the water, leisurely and comfortable, and the head of the river is alone.

I don't know how to continue, Xiaozhou came to the front, and the peerless beauty pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her jade hand, and waved it at Mo.

Xiang Mo seemed to have expected it, and jumped into the boat with a spiritual weapon in his heart.

The boat waited for him to enter, and then went out again.

The river floated like a ribbon of jade on the golden earth, and like a ribbon of jade, fastened tightly to the robes of giants.

In the distance, the peaks of the Daise Mountains are continuous, and at the foot of the mountain is a calm lake, reflecting the pale sunset, and the lead-colored clouds reflect the surface of the lake in gray, and the lake is still without a trace of ripples, like a mirror in the sky.

The place they were heading for was the same lake that looked like a big emerald.

Xiang Mo was a little drunk.

Around him is a peerless beauty with a peerless face that captivates the city and the country, and in front of him is a tranquil ink landscape picture.

Walking with beauty and traveling around the world is really a great joy in life.

The two of them stood silently on the boat, and did not speak, there seemed to be a tacit understanding between each other, only between the mountains and rivers, within the movement.

Although they don't know each other, they have long been in the silence, like old friends who are still friends, as long as you and I are together, why bother to tell it.

At some point, the boat stopped and stopped on the shore of the lake.

At this moment, Xiang Mo seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head to look at the woman, but the woman left him with only a paper red umbrella and a sleeve of incense.

I woke up from a dream.

The window is gradually hazy, and it has been three watches.

The silvery moonlight sprinkled on the ground, the crickets cried everywhere, and the scent of night filled the air, weaving a soft net that enveloped all the scenes.

Xiang Mo felt that the air was very comfortable, stretched his waist, stood up, moved, and walked out the door.

Such a beautiful day, how can you live up to it!

Open the small door of the courtyard, come to the wilderness, look at the sky in the stars, the little stars twinkle, blinking mischievously, they are like bright pearls to decorate the dark blue night sky dazzlingly, compared to the bright moon is not inferior.

Admiring the night, he thought of the beautiful woman again, and the whole person fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the surrounding yin wind was raging, and a seeping sense of forest and yin made Xiang Mo's hairs stand up suddenly.

He didn't even delay for a second, and he pounced forward.

At the moment of falling down, I only felt a black line passing over my back, and the strong wind that brought it tore the clothes on my back into two pieces.

However, there was no more time for him to think about who was plotting against him, so he could only turn over and fall to the other side again.

At the moment when he turned over, a huge crater appeared on the ground where he was.

Looking closely, he saw a dark copper hammer fall on the place where he had just been, and the powerful energy swept away a whole piece of dirt, bursting with a strong burst of smoke.

For a while, the sky was dark, and the sand was flying.

At the moment Xiang Mo was attacked, he pulled out his long sword, shook out pieces of sword flowers, and protected them on his chest.

The scattered dirt and flying stones flew in all directions with some strength, and some of them directly covered him.

"Jingle ......"

The body of the sword is like a dragon, the sword is as fast as a shuttle, constantly picking off flying stones.

But Xiang Mo never expected that there was a long black needle among these flying stones, just like the same black needle when he was attacked for the first time.

The needle was gray without a trace of light, like a killer hiding in the crowd, and with the flow of people, while his attention was on the gravel, it sneaked through the sword net and stabbed him in the ribs.

Xiang Mo's whole body stiffened, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks, and his eyes were full of fear.

He could clearly feel the cold of the needles that touched his skin and penetrated into his bone marrow.

In times of crisis, his sword moved.

A little blue light appeared on the long sword, condensing a little bit of crystal clear ice crystals, which continued to spread along the arm, and in an instant extended to the ribs, turning into a slender ice cube and pressing it in front of the needle.

"Smack!"

The ice shattered, and the black needle was blocked and bounced out.

"Huh!"

In the distance, a tall, black-clad assassin was taken aback, then immediately regained his shock and jumped into another corner.

Xiang Mo Xun looked at him, trying to find the guy who had been hiding in the shadows, but he was greeted by a giant hammer.

The giant hammer was so powerful that it was like a knife-like cliff pressing straight over, and he was a little out of breath just by the whistling air current.

Master, the master of the Ning Yuan Realm, a master who is several times stronger than his own strength.

Xiang Mo immediately gave a definition to the opponent, and the movements in his hands were not slow, and Ling Dang's swordsmanship floated out.

He stepped forward with his right foot, swung his toes outward, turned his upper body to the right, and at the same time turned his right hand downward, the blade of the sword was placed horizontally in front of his chest, and the finger of his left sword was attached to his right wrist, and the tip of the sword slashed and cut into the corner of the giant hammer.

Then the body was like a whipped spinning top, spinning in place, and the true qi of the whole body burst out, and the cold air fell into the forest, turning the surroundings into an ice lump.

In this way, the giant hammer slid directly down the first-class ice mound, rubbing his body and flying to the other side.

A hammer missed, not the point, just the beginning, and another hammer smashed along the trajectory of the original hammer, covering his head.

Xiang Mo held back a fire in his heart, and was attacked by someone for some reason, and he also recruited to rush to his own point, clearly wanting his life.

Is he just like a soft bag? Can anyone come up and insult him?

No, never.

took a deep breath, and the fighting spirit in his heart burned, burning more and more, like a prairie fire, almost wanting to ignite the blood in his whole body.

The tip of the sword shook, stirring up the country.

The long sword rotated with the body, slashing from left to right, outlining a mirror-like lake, and the tip of the sword connected the dots, creating a circle of halos.

True gas turned into smoke, and a light curtain was created, floating in the air, casting clear blue clouds in all directions.

The man with the hammer was fierce and domineering, and when he saw Xiang Mo using the ghostly swordsmanship, he didn't care at first, and still pressed down with the hammer, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body trembled, as if he was frightened by something, and his body hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.

The black coat was invaded by smoke-like true qi, as if it had been slashed by countless throwing knives, listing wounds that were deep into the skin.

Just one step slower, blood splattered all over his body, staining his black shirt red, revealing the muscles inside.

A mask covering his face also fell, revealing a familiar and unfamiliar face.

"Lu Yuan!"