"Why hasn't Mo Han come out yet, is he already, won't, won't, Mo Han is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, God didn't even kill him, how can a little anger make him lose his life. The little fat man Wei Su was restless, walking back and forth in place, muttering to himself.

"Qi Qi is dead, the blood cloud is gone, and Mo Han will come out immediately. Saint Yu stood in the air, his two small eyes staring at the direction of the blood cloud, looking at the body that was standing silently, and added: "Don't rush to pounce, Mo Han's current state doesn't seem to be right." ”

The killing blade whispered quietly in Mo Han's hand, wanting to move but not daring to move, for fear of angering Mo Han, who was indifferent at this time.

It wasn't until the sound of Mo Han's heart beating powerfully faded away and everything calmed down that the machine spirit in the killing blade let out a long sigh of relief and fell into a deep sleep.

As soon as they saw the blood cloud disappear and the blazing sunlight shone on the desert again, the little fat man Wei Su and Peng Yu didn't hear what Shengyu said at all, and immediately galloped towards Mo Han.

As soon as the little fat man Wei Su arrived, he hugged Mo Han tightly: "Xiao Han, are you okay!"

The tentacles are cold, and the cold enters the bottom of the heart, as if it does not belong to the temperature of a living person. The little fat man Wei Su shivered unnaturally, but the arm holding Mo Han did not let go, and hugged it tighter.

Two tears silently slipped from the corners of Mo Han's eyes, and after a long time, Mo Han shook his head: "I'm fine." ”

Whose tears slipped across his face without leaving a trace, whose heart was cold in the blazing heat, and whose heart was alone in loneliness and pain.

Old man Dugu looked at Mo Han with cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to pass through the depths of his pupils, through his bloodstained body, into his heart, into the depths of his soul.

Peng Yu rushed over in a hurry like Wei Su, and subconsciously raised his arm, wanting to pat Mo Han on the shoulder. But after his arm was raised, it couldn't fall for a long time.

He felt a little unfamiliar with Mo Han at this time, although Mo Han looked no different from before except for his indifferent expression. But the palm of his hand just can't fall, it seems that in the depths of Mo Han's body and soul, something happens that he doesn't know, making him jealous and inexplicable.

"I don't have flowers on my face, you all stare at me. ”

The depressing atmosphere dissipated in Mo Han's words, and Peng Yu's raised palm fell heavily on Mo Han's shoulder, regardless of the blood stains and pungent smell on his body, expressing Peng Yu's deep care and love for Mo Han.

Dugu Lao'er didn't say anything, shook his head, and returned to the Linglong Pagoda with a calm face. It's just that the flickering gaze in his cloudy eyes reveals the unpeace in his heart.

"Poor and strange, desert tower is now. You killed Qi Qi's remnant soul and devoured Qi Qi's lifelong essence and anger, you should know how to summon the Desert Tower, right?"

Mo Han nodded quietly, he couldn't tell what it felt, as if his soul didn't belong to his body, he was just an outsider, quietly watching everything that happened.

The Desert Tower is the central symbol of the Serpent Scorpion Desert, and legend has it that it contains one of the tokens that opened the Legacy Altar. Only those who are recognized by the Demon Valley can find the real Desert Tower and get the token.

Saint Yu was undoubtedly one of the people recognized by the Demonless Valley, so they were looking for the real Desert Tower from the beginning, and did not go to the symbolic Desert Tower at the core of the Snake and Scorpion Desert.

For seven days and seven nights, Shengyu only knew that he could find the Desert Tower by heading in the direction of the sun, but he didn't know where the Desert Tower was. It wasn't until the evil aura on Mo Han's body and the strong murderous aura of the killing blade attracted the aura left by Qi Qi in the femme fatale desert that Shengyu knew who could find Mo Tower, and that person was Mo Han.

After Shengyu asked Mo Han, he didn't say anything again, around the remnants of the remnants of the poor and strange souls, going around, jumping up and down, the two little eyes kept turning, as if he had some bad idea in his heart.

"Don't look at it, don't beat its mind. There's nothing you can use on it, it's just a relic. It's better to let it return to dust and dust to dust. ”

The little fat man Wei Su finally calmed down his excitement, let go of the arm holding Mo Han, and lowered his head with a flushed face, as if he also knew that his behavior just now was a little inappropriate, after all, he and Mo Han were both men.

Mo Han smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed Shengyu and put it on his shoulder, and gently touched the center of the eyebrows of Qi Qi's head with a finger.

In the blazing snake and scorpion desert, there would be no wind during the day, but the moment Mo Han's finger touched the center of Qi Qi's head and eyebrows, the breeze suddenly rose in the calm desert and whined low in mid-air. It seems to be telling the life of Qiqi, as if he is sad for Qiqi's demise.

In the blink of an eye, the remnants of the remnants of the poor soul turned into patches of crystal clear gravel, which rose and fluttered with the breeze, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Hurry up, the fire cloud has disappeared, the treasure must have been born, no matter what, leave the treasure in my Jun Cultivation Sect!"

"I'll go first, and you will follow, the treasure must not fall into other sects!"

"We speed up, the treasure is born, it will definitely attract the covetousness of many people, no matter what the situation, it will definitely fall into the demon path. ”

"Hey, I didn't expect it, I was so lucky, I just came in and encountered a treasure born. ”

......

Mo Han looked at the remnants of the remnants of the poor strange soul that had just disappeared, and before he had time to carefully sense the location of the desert tower, noisy voices came from all directions, some surprises, some domineering, some ruthless, and some righteous and awe-inspiring.

With the kung fu of tea, the cultivators who were still on the road just now had already come to the place where Mo Han was, and surrounded Mo Han in it from all directions.

The major forces all occupied one place alone, and the scattered cultivators gathered alone, and no one made a sound, all silently looking at the three people and one dog in the center.

But no matter how silent they are, it is only the silence before the storm, and no one wants to be the first bird.

"Yuhuang Valley, Jun Xiuzong, Wenxian Palace, and Burning Heaven Sect, except for the Xuanye Kingdom that was crippled just now, the forces behind a few of us, and the major forces on the Withered Leaf Continent are basically all here. Wei Su looked at the cultivators who rushed around him and whispered in Mo Han's ear.

"Come on, come on, any of you have got the treasure, take it out for me to see, I promise not to rob it, it's really just a look. ”

A loud laugh suddenly came from a distance, with a domineering and banter, instantly breaking the oppressive atmosphere here.

For some reason, Mo Han always felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Qingli Guo Long Zheng, isn't this bastard boy in retreat impacting the embryonic stage, why is he here?" The little fat man Wei Su's eyes widened, looking in the direction where the voice came from.

A handsome young man in green clothes, with an arrogant face, flew in the air, followed by two old men.

There was a bright smile on the young man's face, and the sun shone on his handsome and sunny face, which made people lose their minds for a moment.

The person who came was Long Zheng, who had a relationship with Mo Han, or had a fight with Mo Han, and had inexplicable feelings as well as evil and righteousness.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Before Long Zheng landed, he had already noticed Mo Han's three people and one beast. Or as long as that person is not blind, he will definitely notice Mo Han and the others.

Because the cultivators who were looking for treasures in the back towards the blood cloud subconsciously surrounded the three of them in the middle, standing alone.

Long Zheng didn't mind the unkind glances cast around him, and with a familiar look, he strode towards the place where Mo Han and the three of them were.

"You!" Chi An, the personal disciple of Ji Jia, the sect leader of the Jun Xiu Sect, was the leader of the Jun Xiu Sect this time, and just now a disciple of the Jun Xiu Sect was also behind him, watching Long Zheng arrive first, he was very unhappy, and opened his mouth to scold. It's just that as soon as he said a word, Long Zheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling had already fallen on him.

Somehow, when Long Zheng's eyes fell on him, he suddenly felt a chill, as if he was being targeted by an extremely fierce beast, as long as he said one more word, he was greeted by death.

"Chi'an, take care of your dog and don't let him bark. Long Zheng's gaze shifted from the disciple of Jun Xiu Sect to Chi An.

Chi'an is like Long Zheng, dressed in green clothes, holding a jade fan in his hand, and looking like a scholar with no power to restrain chickens. It's just that for some reason, in the same green clothes, Long Zheng looks frank and upright, and Chi An looks a little evil, as if he is in darkness.

"The disciples of my Jun Cultivation Sect don't need you to teach, and you are not qualified to teach. If you're not convinced, you can come and play a few tricks with me and see who wins. Chi An shook the jade fan in his hand, looking a little lazy, how could he look like he was fighting.

"Cut, you don't have any treasures on you, I'm full, why do I fight with you?" Long Zheng snorted disdainfully, his head turned slightly, his eyes swept over all the people around him, and his arrogant look seemed to say that you are not qualified.

The people of the four major forces and all the scattered cultivators looked at Long Zheng and the two old men behind him unkindly, but no one intervened, let alone stood up.

Few of the people who can enter the Demonless Valley are fuel-efficient lamps. Long Zheng is a madman, a complete madman, or the kind of crazy man who is full of talent and cultivates to crush his peers. Someone was once targeted by him, just to fight, and he chased people for two whole years.

Moreover, the two old men who had been silently following behind Long Zheng, although they did not speak, it could be seen from their calm steps and extraordinary temperament that they were at least the cultivation of the Jindan period.

"Every time I meet you, it's not a good thing, the treasure that was born was taken by you, right?" Long Zheng came to Mo Han's approach, and stretched out his hand to pat Mo Han on the shoulder.

Just with his words, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, and it also made people feel cold in this blazing desert, so the arm he raised did not fall for a long time.

Of course, the thing that can make the three princes of Qingli Kingdom, who have been dissolute all their lives, must not be the eyes full of greed, unkindness and jealousy around him, but from some kind of abnormal movement in his sleeves.