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After ending the conversation, he took Mo Zilong and Mo Zifeng away, saying that he was going to teach the method of cultivation, and Fan Chen was now left alone at home.

Mo Zifan tossed and turned, he couldn't sleep, the timer in his head was like a hypnotic charm, constantly beating, how to complete the task, he was at a loss now.

In the 21st century, his parents died early, his grandparents pulled him up, when he was in high school, his grandfather also left him, and he relied on his grandmother to pick up waste to make money in college, and the college grants were all over, but God was unfair to him, after graduating from college, when he wanted to honor his grandmother, his grandmother also left him, so he became an orphan.

When he met Grandpa Mo, he suddenly reminded Mo Zifan of his dead grandfather, and he couldn't help humming a "Wandering Song" from the 20th century in his mouth

He never sang this song in front of people, because he was laughed at.

At this moment, I couldn't help but hum.

The wandering people miss you outside, dear mother, the wandering footsteps have traveled all over the world, there is no home, and the winter wind carries the snowflakes, blowing down my tears

The wandering people miss you outside, dear mother, the wandering footsteps have traveled all over the world, there is no home, and the winter wind carries the snowflakes, blowing down my tears

......

He was a wanderer, always wandering, but he wanted a home very badly.

But when it comes to this unlucky guy, tragedy follows, he just had a home, but now he tells himself that he can only live for 10 days.

Mo Zifan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said sadly: "Oh my God, who did I offend, why did you do this to me." ”

The singing voice is tactful and sad, and the more you sing, the more sad it becomes.

Thinking of this, he habitually touched his chest, and when he touched it, he was shocked, and the bronze inkstone pendant was gone.

"Where's my pendant?"

The bronze inkstone pendant is handed down by the ancestors, and it has been hung around the neck since childhood, and it has not left the body for more than 20 years.

Mo Zifan's grandmother is a very superstitious person, thinking that the inkstone is a symbol of Wenqu Xing, which can bless him with academic success, and later he became the first college student in the village, and his grandmother strengthened her beliefs.

As a young man with five good qualities in a harmonious society, of course, he worships science to break down superstitions, and will not put it as a talisman, but pinned on the things he misses his grandparents, but now it is gone.

When I lifted the robe, I was even more confused, and a purple case appeared on my chest, just like the tattoos that gangsters often get on their bodies, it was actually a two-finger-wide inkstone imprint, which looked like a birthmark, exactly the same as the previous bronze inkstone pendant.

"Jesus, what is the situation of Shenma?" Mo Zifan wiped away his tears and was completely blinded.

"Hey, it's bright?" Mo Zifan wiped his eyes, and when he stared at the purple mark just now, the mark seemed to emit a purple light, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Zifan thought he was dazzled, and then a ray of light was released from his chest.

"Damn, what kind of artifact is it?" This is not a small shock, it is completely impossible to explain with science, and he has been a designer for two years, and he cannot explain this phenomenon with normal thinking.

"Rely on, the ghost can't get on the body? This is not scientific. Mo Zifan sat up in fright, the purple mark on his chest, like an alarm, the purple light flashed and flashed, the light became more and more intense, and in just a few breaths, the entire room was already purple, and there was purple in front of him.

The purple light became more and more vigorous, and then the purple light rushed out of the room, and Mo Zifan stood motionless as if he was in the middle of an evil spirit, maintaining a sitting posture.

It's like being pointed, I can't open my mouth, I can't move my hands, I can only look at everything in my eyes, although I am panicked in my heart, the strange thing is that there is no trace of fear, but I feel that a voice is calling me from afar.

What Mo Zifan didn't know was that just as the purple light was rising into the sky, the three-headed and six-armed god statue on the altar at the core of Ermo Mountain Villa, the three pairs of eyes lit up for a moment, and then they returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

The high priest who was guarding the idol did not notice this detail, but just now a panicked palpitation came to his heart.

After about five breaths, Mo Zifan regained his mobility, and the purple light in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

Mo Zifan looked down, and suddenly felt an urge to scold his mother, and the purple mark was gone, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Damn, can't this thing run away on its own? Nima is playing with me. Mo Zifan couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, first wiped his eyes, and then touched his chest, no, still no, the purple bronze inkstone mark was gone.

I did have a different feeling just now, but now I can't feel abnormal anymore, and I pinched myself hard, but it hurt terribly.

......

Knock knock...

An hour later, the village suddenly resounded with the color of a huge drum, and the drumming was extremely urgent.

"Giant drums sounding alarms?" Mo Zifan suddenly remembered that this was the sound of an alarm that a powerful enemy had invaded the mountain villa.

Mo Zifan was a little confused, and suddenly had a bad thought in his heart, could it be that those purple lights were caused just now?

Then there was a tremor on the ground, and the bed felt a little shaky, as if an earthquake was coming.

"Nima, beast attack?" Mo Zifan was shocked, and a strong sense of fear swept over.

Then I heard a commotion outside the house, all of which were the panicked sounds of the villagers, pots and pans, ping-pong, and the sound of people screaming in fear.

There was a commotion outside, but Mo Zifan's house was quiet.

Normally, at this time, Grandpa Mo would take him to escape to the core area of the villa for refuge, but today, unfortunately, Grandpa Mo and the others didn't know where to cultivate, and the villagers wouldn't come to help him.

Moreover, the house is located on the outskirts of the villa, which is the battlefield of every battle, and soon it will be in ruins, and it will be destroyed by the invasion of fierce beasts.

The high walls outside the house may be able to keep out the beasts, but it is difficult to stop the birds of prey.

This place has become very dangerous, and it is possible to be attacked by fierce beasts at any time, and the longer you stay, the closer you are to death, although you are about to die, but it does not mean that you are willing to die now.

Hurriedly supporting his body, crawling to the wheelchair with great difficulty, under the strong desire to survive, Mo Zifan finally climbed into the wheelchair.

"Whew... Ahem..."

After these few movements, I have begun to gasp heavily, and my lungs are like bellows, and I keep coughing.

Mo Zifan used all his strength, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and just as he walked out of the house with difficulty, the outside had already begun to engage in hand-to-hand combat, and the birds of prey and giant beasts had begun to attack.

This attack came very suddenly, and there was no warning before, otherwise the high priest and the village chief would definitely prepare in advance.

The roar of the giant beast, the roar, the sound was earth-shattering, and the ground fluctuated, and Mo Zifan almost couldn't control the movement of the wheelchair.

Then there were the shouts of the warriors of the mountain villa, the sounds of fighting, and the screams of the screams.

Mo Zifan looked back and was almost frightened, Mom, the sky is full of monsters, black and oppressive.

Tiger eagles, winged snakes, flying ants, countless strange birds attacked, the big dragonflies you have seen before are simply weak, have you ever seen ants as big as a cow? Flying snakes as thick as trucks?

There's everything here, only what you can't think of, and nothing you can't see.

Mo Zifan's three views and worldview were suddenly ruined, this is simply a world of monsters.

It may take a lifetime to build a complete worldview, but it only takes a moment to destroy it.

Facing the black and oppressive birds in the sky, the Blood Soul Warrior standing on the wall bent his bow and arrows, and from time to time birds of prey were shot down.

The birds of prey were very numerous and very fast, each one was like a diving fighter, instantly breaking into the warrior's defense, and then hand-to-hand combat.

I saw a sturdy warrior on the city wall, bitten by a tiger eagle, his body was as short as paper paste, and his body exploded in the air with a burst of blood red, and suddenly red and yellow things fell like fireworks.

A piece of intestines fell beside Mo Zifan, and Mo Zifan's face suddenly turned pale, and his chest rolled over.

With a bang, Mo Zifan's stomach cramped, he had never seen such a bloody scene, and he swallowed it suddenly.

This is the most real scene in this world, the city walls have become a blood-colored slaughterhouse, from time to time birds of prey are killed, and at the same time, warriors are torn down.

Looking at this bloody scene, Mo Zifan could only vomit on the spot, vomiting until the sky was dark.

At this moment, a huge bat covered with black scale armor spread its ten-meter-long wings and broke through the defense line of the city wall, aiming directly at Mo Zifan, looking at the black shadow as it turned out, and Mo Zifan was like a stunned person, not moving.

"Be careful!"

A big man not far away saw all this, roared loudly, and rushed over.

His name is Mo Mo high-level Lingyun Warrior, he is the only person in the village who does not dislike Mo Zifan's family, before Mo Zifan crossed over, he was rescued, he was guided by Grandpa Mo when he was a child, and he has always been very grateful, just came to see if their family had retreated, and just encountered this scene.

Just when the bat was about to grab Mo Zifan, Mo Mo waved the spear in his hand, and the spear pulled up a firelight, which instantly cut through the space and pierced the bat in half, the bat let out a terrible scream, and the two pillars of blood burst out, and then fell in front of Mo Zifan with a bang, and his body kept twitching.

Mo Zifan saw a pillar of blood rushing towards his face, and suddenly his whole body was hot, a hot feeling came from his nostrils, and a fishy smell came into his nostrils.

It was the blood of the bat that just sprayed on his head, Mo Zifan felt his heart stop beating, his eyes widened, he stood still for a moment, and then let out a scream.

"Zifan, where is Master Mo?" The uncle picked up Mo Zifan and the wheelchair and rushed towards the core of the villa, in addition to the birds of prey in the sky, the giant beasts on the ground, the villagers had already fled to the core area, but he didn't expect Mo Zifan to be here, so he decided to send him to safety first.

"Giggles!" Mo Zifan only made a sound of teeth colliding in his mouth, and his whole body trembled, trembling non-stop, and he was really frightened.

At this moment, there was a majestic aura of desolation from the core area, which was desolate, violent, and powerful.