After all, Mojia is the only child of the evil venerable and Mo Mi, and even if the evil venerable is ruthless, he will never put Mojia to death.

In the eyes of the evil venerable, the face of Mojia that was similar to Mo Mi was the softness that he couldn't bear to touch.

In the face of all kinds of difficulties, the Evil Venerable would rather stand in front of himself and fight against death than watch Mojia die in front of him.

Compared to the pictures around him that regard human life as grass and trees, the evil lord trusts his companions who have been born and died with Mojia.

Whether it is Shen Moli or the Grass Demon, even if the other party's strength is weaker, it will definitely be much more effective than Zhuhua in front of the real danger. Although the pictures are obedient to themselves, the evil lord is also well aware of the complaints of the paintings about him.

Entrusting the end armor to the paintings, the evil lord himself couldn't guess whether these paintings would be ruthless to the end of the armor in a corner that he couldn't see.

The paintings seem to be free to move between the mountains, but they are like prisoners after all. They will not be able to leave the painting ridge in life, and they will be swallowed up in the ink of the painting ridge in death. They have no future, only the present.

In this prison-like painting ridge, they are extremely afraid that the evil lord will leave the painting ridge and leave, and they hate the people who have been in charge of the painting ridge in the past, such as the evil lord.

If it weren't for these people in charge of painting, there wouldn't have been more people who would have been included in the painting and imprisoned here. But if it weren't for these people in charge, the painting would have stopped working, and if the paintings could not escape and ascend to heaven, they would have been eaten up by the ink very quickly.

Since the evil venerable promised the previous generation of demonic beasts to take charge of the painting ridge, he has seen everything clearly. When he first entered Hualing, he once wanted to get rid of the constraints of his muscles and souls. But under various experiments, he gradually discovered that only by taking a kind of dangerous trick can he completely break away from the connection between Hualing and himself.

But with the thought of Mo Mi and Mo Jia, the evil venerable finally gave up the dangerous trick and did not use it. He was afraid, he was annoyed, and if he was not careful, he would never see Mo Jia again, and he would not be able to break the cause of Mo Mi's death.

It was also the chaotic realm that trapped Mo Mi that was still in the hands of Shen Moli, and it also made the evil venerable decide to leave it in the painting ridge and not hand it over to the Demon Ancestor.

However, the strength of the evil venerable and the paintings cannot fight against the demon ancestor. Since the Demon Ancestor knew that Qi Yan had a connection with the Painting Ridge, the fall of the Ten Thousand Ditch Ridge was only a matter of time. The Evil Venerable didn't think that he could escape the interception of the Demon Ancestor by moving his position between the Ten Thousand Ditch Ridges.

Regardless of whether the paintings were happy or not, seeing that the evil venerable no longer had the idea of arresting Shen Moli, even if he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to protest again. They are all people who can't see the next hour, but that doesn't mean they don't want to live longer.

Because of this, no one in the paintings wants to touch the evil venerable and bring unwarranted disasters to themselves.

They just drooped their bodies and followed behind the Evil Venerable, withdrawing from the Iron Forest. And the picture scroll that was deformed by the iron ball in the iron forest watched helplessly as the evil venerable and his party left, and they were gradually crushed into fat soil in the iron forest, moistening the iron forest.

No one cares whether the paintings are alive or dead, and after they rush into the Iron Forest, their lives are just a gift from the Evil Lord to the Lord of the Iron Forest.

The original lively iron forest was restored to tranquility in a moment.

Tie Shi shook the chain and said disdainfully: "Ge Qizhen made a good plan, knowing that he couldn't fight the Demon Ancestor, he actually threw his sons in this forest. ”

Immediately, Tie Shi looked back at Shen Moli and said to Shi Shi, who was standing beside him stunned: "Her heart's blood must have been forced out of her heart at this time, why don't you hurry up and get the utensils, and catch her heart's blood for a while?"

Awakened by the iron stone, the stone thief suddenly realized, and he was anxious to take things to catch blood for Shen Moli. It was only in the middle of looking left and right that he suddenly remembered that this forest was an iron ball except for iron chains, and he didn't bring any utensils with him when he came out, so how could he have anything for him to take his heart's blood?

In a hurry, Shi Steal suddenly saw the armor on his body, and immediately thought about it.

Shi Thief stretched out his body, took out the helmet given to him by Shen Moli from his clothes, and hurriedly guarded Shen Moli.

The helmet cast with iron balls is rigid and soft, and does not wear a drop of water, which is the best choice for loading blood in this forest where there are no utensils to hold blood.

I saw the spiritual power of green leaves lingering around Shen Moli's body, and from Shen Moli's heart, there was a red light through his clothes, flickering brightly and flickering. The red light gradually rose from the atrium, gradually flowing out of the body through Shen Moli's body and throat, and finally flew out of Shen Moli's slightly open red lips.

Flying out of the blood in Shen Moli's mouth, the red light flashed, mixed with a little starlight, which made people feel unreal and illusory when they saw it.

Shi Thief held the helmet in both hands, and he was ready to collect the blood in his heart. But in that red light, his eyes gradually became dull, and his thoughts were pulled into a star field that he didn't know where.

In the starfield, the star grass twinkles, swaying and dancing in the wind, and the moon and stars shine, if beside it. All dreams are looking for thousands of degrees, and they get a beautiful comfort that takes no effort, so that the stone thieves who have been experiencing blood and rain for a long time do not want to stay in it, lie down quietly, and enjoy the stars and moon that are close at hand.

In Xingyuan, Shi Thief forgot all his hatred and forgot that he was trying to save Shen Moli. The pure stars and moon made Shi Thief's heart seem to return to the time when he was born, when there was no annoyance and no hatred.

Heavy and sleepy, the stone thief's eyes gradually closed in that sleepiness......

Once upon a time, he also longed for that period of peace. But in the midst of the bloody rain and killing, he never stopped for a moment. Xu was tired and wanted to give his heart a moment of rest, so that Shi Thief suddenly didn't want to do the rest of the things at the moment.

Just in a trance, Shi Thief only felt that his hands were empty, and then the scene in front of him was quickly pulled back into the iron forest.

Shi Thief was startled, and he was busy raising his hand to pick up Shen Moli's blood that was forced out of his body. When he raised his hand, he suddenly found that his hand was empty, and there was no trace of a helmet. Raising his head again, the two drops of blood in the forest had long since disappeared at this time.

"Little stone, your concentration is still a little weaker. If this is on the StarClan battlefield, you will definitely die!" Iron Stone said in a deep voice, resounding from the side.

Hearing the sound, Shi Thief turned around and looked. I saw that there was a reddish helmet between the chains, and Tieshi was staring at the lake, as if waiting for the end of the armor.

After sorting out the before and after pictures of Shen Moli forcing out his heart's blood, Shi Thief gradually came back to his senses, and he smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you seniors for your help." ”

"The Star Clan Star Sting, although it can dissolve thousands of Gu poisons, but it also has extremely strong illusions, and those who are slightly deficient in concentration will sleep in the thousands of illusions of the Star Stings contained in the blood in their hearts and cannot extricate themselves. Little Stone, the old body doesn't know what happened to you before, but your hatred is too heavy, and it will only put yourself in a situation from which you will never recover. The old body does not advise you to become a Buddha in three dimensions, but only advises you to learn to control your mind. Iron Stone said kindly.

Until this moment, Tieshi still desperately wanted to accept the stone thief as an apprentice, and he couldn't wait for the stone thief to reply, and it was not in a hurry.

As long as the stone thief is still in the Iron Forest, it will still have a chance to take him as an apprentice. In the twilight of the year, it spends like this, and time doesn't care about the length of time for it.