The rock dragged the beggar through the passage left by the Sky Thieves.

He felt that this passage was not safe, and he had to get out of here quickly.

At this moment, the cow wandering on the big pit sat on the ground, staring at the big pit with his eyes getting redder and redder.

Tears rolled in his eyes.

They were about to cry loudly, but they forcibly restrained themselves.

Still waiting for a miracle to happen.

This guy's loyalty can be seen here.

But it's all for his true master, not the rock.

"Draw your sword! Draw your sword and ask God! Why do it? ”

Looking at the original big pit, where is there still the shadow of the big pit at this moment, a huge hideous glazed jade pillar rises from the ground, and the fire above it is burning.

And it's slowly getting taller and thicker, but it seems that it should be the limit, and there won't be too many changes.

Even so, it's still terrifying.

"Thief, I'm not done with you."

Niu Bieli suddenly raised his head and shouted wildly, and all his hatred was aimed at the thief.

He felt that there was no life under the heavenly fire glass, otherwise he would not have appeared at this moment.

Or maybe it's some other reason, but the owner he wants to see won't show up.

This is what he can't accept, and that's why he's crazy.

It felt like his fault.

His self-blame and guilt made him want to kill people to vent his anger.

Blame all this on the thief.

With his head lowered, he crouched down as an ox and ran away, looking to find the thief.

"It's finally over!"

There was a bright light ahead, and the rock slowed down, pulling the ink beggar, and he was still in a very good mood.

Don't die.

After experiencing a toss between life and death, I feel that it is really good to be alive.

Every time I am in a desperate situation, I feel relaxed, and at the same time, I have too many feelings.

I believe that at some point, some aspects will definitely change themselves, otherwise I can't live up to this experience.

Life is impermanent, but I get inspiration from this little bit and let myself not go down the wrong path in the future.

Boom boom

There was a sound of fighting from outside, and the rock suddenly stopped, glanced back at Mo Qi'er, and signaled to be silent.

The two of them slowly approached the exit, quietly peering around.

It is a high slope near the water, and the exit is right in front of you.

I didn't expect that the thief would choose such a place.

But everything outside made the rock not want to show up.

At least not at the moment.

"Who is he? How do you look the same? ”

The rock was very curious, and leaned sideways a little, so that Mo Qi'er could also see the situation outside.

It's really surprisingly tight.

The guy outside is almost exactly the same as Mo Qi'er, so there must be some kind of relationship.

Outside, a huge stone stretches into the water from the shore, which is very abrupt.

Two people on the boulder fight together, fighting for life and death.

One is Water Thirty-Seven, which is also the reason why Rock doesn't want to go out now, he wants to see what Water Thirty-Seven is doing here.

It feels like this person is becoming more and more mysterious, and it is necessary to figure out this person.

But because I don't have a chance, I see them fighting now, so I don't want to go out and let him see it, so hiding like this may have unexpected gains.

The point is that Shui Thirty-Seven has what reason to fight with that person.

I always feel that Shui Thirty-Seven is not a simple person, and I must understand it.

Hide and look, maybe you can see things you don't normally see.

Touch the bottom of the house.

What's more, another person has also caught the attention of the rock, and he doesn't want to go out now, and he has to figure out why.

Because this person looks too much like Mo Qi'er, but he is not as sloppy as Mo Qi'er.

Of course, maybe the former Mo beggar was also like this, graceful, handsome and chic.

It's only here that I have endured so much suffering that I have become like this.

The years are ruthless, and suffering is a knife, portraying the truth of a person.

"He's my brother, half-brother, and that's what he does!"

Mo Qi'er glanced at it, and shrank back, there was nothing to look at, she knew too much.

To be honest, I don't want to see this person at all, and the pain in my heart is faint.

Do you want to lift that scar?

I slandered in my heart, but I couldn't tell the rock that some things had to be borne by myself.

Everyone is the same, they can bear that kind of pain, that kind of suffering.

There is no reason for others to share the burden for themselves, because they have grown up.

Looking at the curious rock, he helplessly brushed his hair, revealing the black ink on his forehead.

Mo Qi'er sighed slightly, sat on the ground, leaned against the cave wall, raised her head and was stunned, that kind of anger was difficult to contain.

Because he knows he's being taken advantage of by someone.

Not everyone can enter this place, I just have been trapped on that covered bridge for many years, and no matter how many ways I have tried to, I have not been able to take even half a step.

With them, the same is not possible.

But now it appears in this place, and it is clear what to say.

If it weren't for the rocks, I wouldn't have been able to walk in.

As for how the person in front of him appeared here, there is no need to ask, it must have something to do with him.

I was used!

But he was called a sinner by the Mo family.

If he hadn't begged to come here to do something for the Mo family, he would have already had his head cut off.

You know, it was promised under the knife at the beginning.

It can be said that it is unforgettable and unforgettable.

Is it a meritorious service?

Not necessarily!

No wonder it always feels weird, it turns out that the problem is here!

"Your brother? Dear? ”

The rock looked back at him and patted him on the shoulder, knowing that it had touched his heart.

"My brother, what's the matter, he doesn't have my brother in his eyes, half-brother, after all, he has two hearts."

Mo Qi'er seemed to think of something, and her hand creaked.

Rock may not know such things, but compared to Mo Qi'er, he has heard too much and knows too much.

Big families, some of them are bloody things.

I didn't want to fight, but I was still involved in an unwarranted disaster.

Even if I've been hiding for so long, I'm still being remembered.

This anger is indescribable, and it is almost impossible to restrain oneself.

Rock awkwardly turned his head to look at the two people fighting outside the dirt cave, and there was something strange in his heart.

Why did these two people fight, it seems that no one will let anyone, why?

That's a bit curious!

You have to find out what you need.

"Huh! For the sake of the baby! ”

The rock saw that on the boulder in the water, the golden light shimmered, and there was a thin book.

In such a place, such a thing appears, it is inevitable that people will not think about it.

Is it a peerless exercise, is it left by that person, is it a divine object?

All in all, anyone who sees it will probably have such an idea.

That is, such a thing must be a priceless treasure.

Or maybe it's that person's cultivation at all.

Cultivating the exercises!

If this is a supreme miracle, I'm afraid that breaking the head will also have to fight.

With such an idea, will you let it go, obviously impossible, no matter what, you have to do it like that.

As for whether it can be obtained in the end, each has its own destiny.

Maybe it's in hand, if it's a peerless exercise, wouldn't it soar to the sky, and it will be a different life from now on.

But if you miss it, it will be a lifetime of regret, regret, or even a lifetime of regret.

Regret is not at the beginning and it is difficult to improve.

That's the demon of the heart, the thing that monks fear the most.

So let it go, the worst thing is to fight, the skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to bow to the wind.

At that time, there were no regrets.

No wonder they want to fight, it turns out that they are fighting for something like this!

Baby!

Wealth is moving, not to mention a peerless exercise, and it is the root of people's desperate efforts.

"Hey, look, you want the book of the sages! It's gone, do you want to grab it? ”

The rock twisted, dragged the decadent ink beggar, pressed against the mouth of the earth cave, and pointed to the boulder.

When Mo Qi'er heard what the rock said, he believed it to be true, and suddenly became interested, and lay down at the mouth of the soil cave, concentrating on it.

"It's not like the book of sages, but it's definitely comparable to the book of sages, it's a good treasure, it's necessary to take it!"

Mo Qi'er looked at it for a while, tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and then looked at it for a while, feeling that the value of this book was very high, and immediately turned his head and encouraged the rock to rob it.

"What a robbery? That's your brother, how do you explain? ”

The rock just wanted him to wake up from his decadence, but he didn't expect this guy to really like this book.

He actually came to encourage himself to rob himself.

Dark joy in the heart!

He was still worried about what he would do if he had a conflict with his brother, but now he seems to have no worries.

My brothers are like this, and the hatred is deep enough!

"I don't recognize this brother, and he doesn't recognize me as an older brother, since he carved this ink with his own hands, I am not his brother anymore, he is not my brother anymore, we are enemies."

Murbear showed signs of rage again.

It can be seen how deep the resentment in my heart is, and it is difficult to bridge.

"What? He carved it with his own hands? ”

The rock really didn't expect that the ink on Mo Qi'er's forehead was actually carved by his own brother.

This was hard for him to accept.

Only those who are ruthless can make it.

Suddenly I felt why Mo Qi'er was angry, and I felt the same way!

I couldn't help but look down at my chest, where there was a sheep's head.

Although it was still carved by a stranger, that shame is engraved in my heart, and I can't bear to forget it.

It's lucky to say that he is lucky, at least that person has no family affection with him, and he doesn't have the heartache of fratricidal brotherhood.

But that kind of hatred is the same for everyone.

The pain of the soul can only be understood by those who have been similarly hurt.

The rock patted Mo Qi'er on the shoulder, and did not say anything more, and the two of them quietly watched the battle outside, waiting for the opportunity to appear.

Suddenly staring at the rock for a long time, he was stunned, and pointed to the two people who were fighting outside and pushed Mo Qi'er beside him again and again.

"How did he do it, it's a good method! Will you!"

Mo Ling'er, who was fighting against Shui Thirty-Seven, suddenly seemed to be a doppelganger, and another self came out of his back like a shell, and turned his head and went straight to the golden book on the boulder.

And Mo Ling'er, who fought with Shui Thirty-Seven, was not affected at all, and continued to fight with Shui Thirty-Seven, and his combat power was only high.

The only difference is that his back looks like a surging ink state.

"It's just a change of ink and shape, what's so surprising."