In the face-to-face with Shen Moli, Feng Ling tried his best to hide the changes in his expression.

But the smile that suddenly stopped, like ironclad evidence, showed Feng Ling's understanding of the black qi in front of Shen Moli. Just from Feng Ling's attitude, Shen Moli could vaguely guess that Feng Ling would not tell Shen Moli where the black qi was.

Shen Moli had a feeling in his heart that this was indeed the case, but there was no clue on his face.

"I advise you not to fight that black gas idea. Feng Ling said coldly.

At present, the poisonous fog is swirling, and Feng Ling's face is faintly covered with a layer of cold ice, but it can't stop the chill that Feng Ling vented at first.

After thinking of the moment when the northern monkey was trapped in the whirlpool of black qi and was eaten by black qi and swallowed in it, Feng Ling didn't want to mention the matter of black qi anymore.

That black gas of unknown origin was a painful past that Feng Ling never wanted to mention again in his life. After an unknown number of years, as long as he thinks of the black qi, Feng Ling will think of his incompetence.

If it weren't for his weakness, the northern monkey would not have died in front of his eyes, and he would not have been able to walk alone in the golden basket like this.

After the death of the Northern Monkey, Feng Ling thought about seeking revenge from the black qi. But after many investigations, instead of avenging the blood sea for the Northern Monkey, he felt more and more terrifying.

With the lingering fear in his heart, Feng Ling was extremely reluctant to mention anything related to black gas in front of anyone.

Feng Ling's attitude was full of rejection.

Even though he wanted to relieve the crisis of the Golden Basket, even though he was particularly interested in Shen Moli, Feng Ling didn't intend to say anything more on the topic of black gas.

Looking at Feng Ling like that, how could Shen Moli not feel Feng Ling's breath of rejection. But in order to solve the crisis that the golden basket might explode at any time, Shen Moli still asked patiently: "Have you ever seen black gas?"

No matter what happened to that black qi and Feng Ling, right now, only by eliminating that black qi can the golden basket be able to return to its former normal.

The aura of the evil emperor all over the golden basket is not accidental. Thinking that the evil emperor had taken a fancy to this golden basket ten thousand years ago, and before Feng Ling entered the golden basket, he laid his soul power in the basket.

Earlier, the price code that was urged by Ye Yi was just a lead.

Extrapolating further, the Evil Emperor was afraid that he would make the golden basket explode and destroy one side in the morning. It was just Ye Yi's actions that accidentally triggered the possibility of the golden basket exploding in advance.

"What if you have seen it? I advise you to stop, that black gas is not something you can hostile to. Feng Ling's voice turned cold, and he turned around and walked away.

The poisonous mist devoured Feng Ling's figure extremely quickly, but with the shallow voice of Feng Ling's steps, Shen Moli still found Feng Ling very quickly.

She followed behind Feng Ling silently, thoughtfully. It is true that Shen Moli not only wants to know the whereabouts of the black qi, but also knows that he is forced to force Feng Ling, so he can't ask why.

In such a situation, she had to think of a way to get the best of both worlds to eliminate Feng Ling's silence.

The two of them walked for a long time in what seemed to be a fairyland, but in fact it was entangled in poison.

Feeling that Shen Moli was always silently following him, Feng Ling stopped after thinking for a long time and said, "Are you going to follow like this?"

Feng Ling was used to being alone, and although Shen Moli only followed quietly, he was also upset by him.

Shicai, because when he was detoxifying the pottery bracelet, the breath of poisonous blood diffused all around, and there was some residue around Shen Moli's body, so that Shen Moli was able to walk in the poisonous fog for so long without being disturbed by the poisonous blood.

But this is only for a while. Not only Shen Moli, but also Feng Ling also knew in their hearts that if Shen Moli had been following him like this, he was afraid that he would soon be eroded by the poisonous mist and faint in the poisonous mist.

On the pottery bracelet, Feng Ling's blood is all over the place, and naturally there is no longer a danger of poisoning.

But Shen Moli only relied on the poisonous blood aura diffused around the pottery bracelet, and he could resist the power of the poisonous mist, which was naturally much less than the pottery bracelet.

Although Feng Ling didn't want to tell Shen Moli about the black qi, he didn't want to see Shen Moli die here like this. As he walked, he couldn't help frowning and turned around.

"I don't know what kind of past that black gas brings you, but I know that if you don't erase that black gas, not only you and me, but also Qinshan outside the golden basket will not be protected. There are women from the outside world there, and there are many evil overflow clansmen, are you willing to watch them disappear with the explosion of the golden basket?" Shen Moli said bluntly.

is also a member of the Evil Yi Clan, although Feng Ling is different from the Evil Yi people in Qinshan, he has his own feelings, joys, sorrows and sorrows like the Evil Yi people in Qinming Garden.

Shen Moli didn't believe that such a flesh-and-blood person would really let his people go.

Hearing Shen Moli's words, Feng Ling was really silent.

The evil overflow clan has always been the deepest pain in his heart.

To this day, he doesn't dare to think about where his people are now. He was afraid that when the evil emperor came, all his clansmen would be wiped out by the evil emperor.

The two of them stood in silence like this, and after a while, Feng Lingcai muttered, "You said that outside the golden basket, they are all my clansmen?"

Obviously, Feng Ling hopes that this is the truth, but he doesn't want it to be the truth.

Back then, the Evil Emperor's sky-destroying strength, Feng Ling was not unaware.

Although the Evil Yi people are good at using evil arts and are fierce by nature, they have little chance of winning in front of the Evil Emperor. Otherwise, Feng Ling would not have been in the golden basket for so long, and he couldn't wait for the clansmen to pull him out of the golden basket.

In the long wait, Feng Ling only felt that his clansmen were afraid that they would have died in the world.

Now, when he heard Shen Moli mention his clansmen, Feng Ling had tears rolling in his eyes, and he didn't know what kind of mood he was in for a while.

If his own people are still alive and only living outside the golden basket, why has he not come to take himself out of the golden basket for so long? Could it be that in the passage of time, he has become a forgotten person of his clan?

But if not, Feng Ling couldn't imagine what kind of torture the clansmen living around the golden basket were suffering at this moment.

The evil emperor has a bad nature, and the evil overflow clan would rather die than obey the evil emperor, but they have obviously touched the evil emperor's mold. If the Evil Emperor overthrew the entire Evil Yi Clan back then, then the Evil Yi Clan people living outside the golden basket at this time would definitely still be living under the claws of the Evil Emperor.

Thinking about this, Feng Ling's hands clenched into fists.

No matter how many years have passed, Feng Ling's concern for his clansmen has never diminished at all. It's just that in the midst of worry, because of his original powerlessness, Feng Ling is constantly avoiding reality.

Thinking about it, Feng Ling's voice gradually became choked: "How is the evil overflow clan doing outside the golden basket?"

"People don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts!" said the worm.