Hua Chi looked at Wu Mo in a daze, as if she wanted to see the violent soul hidden deep under this skin through this gentle and beautiful face.

“…… Are you okay with your hands? ”

"It's fine."

“…… Well. ”

Hua Chi was very difficult to digest the fact that Wu Mo could smash the stone with his bare hands without spiritual power.

After all, his sword is not an "ordinary sword" in Wu Mo's mouth, but a spirit-level sword, sharpening iron like clay, blowing hair and breaking hair.

But this stone, which could not be broken by a spirit-level sword, was smashed into pieces under Wu Mo's punch!

Hua Chi only felt a little unbelievable.

However, what he didn't know was that in the three hundred years that Wu Mo had been in the copper furnace, his body had already been refined to the extreme.

Although it's not that King Kong is not bad, it is also invulnerable.

The Nether Ghost Brake was refined to be used as a sharp weapon, and naturally nothing could be sharper, stronger, and more lethal than herself.

Even if she doesn't have spiritual power, just relying on her physical body, every place and every part contains extremely strong power, which is extremely dangerous.

How can it be compared to a small spirit-level sword?

But I'm glad that Hua Chi doesn't know, otherwise, who knows what kind of mentality he will have to face Wu Mo.

In the face of this, the evil is the worst.

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The sound of the stone being blasted apart was very loud, but Wu Mo and Hua Chi walked for a while, and still no one came to hunt them down, as if there was no other existence here except for them.

It's still a corridor outside, but it's all in all directions, and there are forks in the road.

Hua Chi originally thought it was very difficult to do, but Wu Mo seemed to be very familiar, and he did not hesitate to go at several forks.

"You've been here?" Hua Chi followed Wu Mo and couldn't help asking.

"Nope."

"And how did you know to take this path?"

"Intuition."

“……”

Hua Chi always felt that his heart was a little complicated, and in a short period of time, Yun Nianxi's image in his heart was constantly refreshed.

When did the girl in my memory, who was as weak as the wind and calculating, become the person in front of me who was full of violence and acted on instinct?

Wu Mo seemed to feel the complaint in his heart, smiled, and added gently: "My intuition is very accurate. ”

"Yes." Hua Chi is a little perfunctory.

"Of course." Wu Mo spoke, "For example, my intuition tells me that if you go any further, you will be ambushed. ”

As he spoke, Wu Mo had stopped.

Hua Chi didn't react for a while, and took a few steps forward a few steps more than Wu Mo.

And then—

"Gollum."

Bubbles of water suddenly appeared under Hua Chi's feet, boiling like boiling water on the ground, boiling with bursts of mist.

The mist was black-green, lingering around Hua Chi's boots, and went up and wrapped around him.

It was as if the air had been squeezed open, making Hua Chi feel suffocated.

"Hmm......" Hua Chi's handsome face was a little red, and his eyes looked at Wu Mo, who was watching the play indifferently, "Save ...... Help me......"

Receiving his eyes for help, Wu Mo sighed very lightly, and then stepped forward and walked to Hua Chi's side.

Miraculously, as Wu Mo approached, the mist that was wrapped around Hua Chi slowly dispersed.

Hua Chi breathed in the air that was not very fresh but was extremely precious at the moment, and gasped for breath for a long time before he slowly calmed down.

He looked at Wu Mo with some shock, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why did you come and those fogs dispersed?" ”