As soon as the eyes of the sky opened, some of the old man's methods in the illusion were nowhere to be hidden.

"Eight Desolations Prison!"

On the embroidered spring knife, the blood was dense, Chen Mo's speed was faster, and with a slash, a bloody ray instantly shot out from the embroidered spring knife and slashed at the old man's body.

Rumble!

The latter screamed, fell to the ground, and changed into its original form, a weasel half a foot in size, with a hole in its abdomen, dripping with blood, and after a few wails, the vitality dissipated.

Click!

Bang!

Chen Mo looked back, and there were dense cracks on the stone Buddha statue that was missing half of its head, and then collapsed with a bang.

He walked towards the dead weasel, and when he got closer, a strange feeling arose in his body, and Chen Mo's heart moved.

In the next second, wisps of faint blood, like gas, separated from the weasel's body, and were absorbed by him little by little.

Only half an hour later, the weasel demon's flesh and blood were absorbed by Chen Mo, leaving only a brownish fur and a pool of blood on the ground.

Chen Mo felt that the power in his body was a little stronger.

He almost forgot that his talent for dragon transformation could also absorb the flesh and blood of demons to increase his strength.

However, this weasel demon did not explode talent, and it seems that not every demon can explode talent.

Chen Mo dealt with the scene.

Soon, the system's prompt sounded in his head.

[In the second year of Jianping, on February 13, when you were resting in the broken temple, you encountered a weasel who had cultivated to ask for a seal, and you saw through its trick and killed it, avoiding a disaster and obtaining attribute point 2. 】

An hour later.

Ye Yiren came to the ruined temple with a burden, looking at the collapsed Buddha statue and the faint demonic aura in the air, Ye Yiren's face changed, but after seeing that Chen Mo was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Young master, what happened? How can there be a demonic spirit?"

"I met a yellow guy who came to ask for a seal just now, and I solved it easily." Chen Mo pointed to the weasel fur on the side.

Who knew that at this time, Ye Yiren knelt down on one knee and pleaded with Chen Mo: "The subordinates are not doing their jobs effectively, which has put the young master in danger, please give the young master the guilt."

Ye Yiren really felt a little afraid, if the young master died, she would not be able to explain to the Eastern Emperor.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and immediately hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Yiren up: "This matter has nothing to do with you, and I asked you to find clothes, what a crime."

"Thank you, young master, for your forgiveness." Ye Yiren bowed to Chen Mo, and then gave Chen Mo the burden.

There was a coarse cloth dress inside.

"Don't dare to go too far, find a farmer in the nearest mountain village and buy it." Ye Yi said.

In this regard, Chen Mo is not picky, he only needs a piece of clothing to cover his body.

"By the way, I'm afraid I won't be able to return the dragon scales to you." Thinking of something, after getting dressed, Chen Mo looked up at Ye Yiren and said.

"The dragon scales are used to find the dragon soul, and since the young master has found it, its mission is also complete." Ye Yi said.

"That's good." Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but if Ye Yiren had other uses, he didn't know if it would be useful to pull a piece from his body after turning into a dragon.

"It's getting dark, let's go tomorrow morning." Chen Mo said.

Ye Yiren nodded and sat down beside Chen Mo.

Chen Mo has just evolved into a Jiao, his heart is very hot, looking at the pretty woman next to him, how can he bear it.

He pulled her into his arms and said with a smile, "Yiren, I haven't done my daily kiss yet."

Chen Mo turned Ye Yiren's body around, and asked her to remove her disguise and change back to her original appearance.

Ye Yiren's complexion is beautiful, shining under the reflection of the firelight, filled with fairy energy, no matter at any time, it is indifferent, elegant and refined, just like a beautiful fairy who does not eat fireworks, and descends from the heavens.

First, let her wrap her arms around her neck......

Both of them were sitting, and she was sitting on herself

On his body, this posture is quite ...... It's blushing.

The most important thing is that Chen Mo also asked her to take the initiative to kiss him.

And when her lips were imprinted on Chen Mo's mouth, the latter hugged her head and kissed her passionately.

Ye Yiren's heart couldn't be quiet anymore, and his face became redder and redder.

After a long time.

Chen Mo let go of her lips, looked at her who was exhaling Youlan, and pinched her face with a smile: "Yiren, you are so beautiful, you can't kiss enough."

Ye Yi blushed and did not speak.

In fact, she didn't know what to say.

The Yin and Yang family didn't teach her this.

In this regard, she is a novice.

Coupled with Donghuang's words to make her obey the young master, she would be bullied so easily by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo pressed his forehead against hers, enjoying the warmth of hugging.

Frozen.

Broken temple.

Bonfire.

Lonely men and widows.

All kinds of ambiguous factors are almost all together.

This kind of unique environment, where is Chen Mo willing to let go.

He looked at Ye Yiren with crooked eyebrows, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he said with a smile: "Yiren, do you like poetry, I'll make you a poem, a poem for you."

At this time, it is the turn of "Pu Jia" to appear, and there are exactly two words "Yiren" in this word.

The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

However, after Chen Mo finished reading, he was not very touched by Ye Yiren.

Although she knew what it meant, she couldn't comprehend the emotions Chen Mo expressed to herself.

But my heart was inexplicably touched.

The Yei people did not know where this touch came from.

Chen Mo didn't care.

He believed that the drop of water wears the stone.

As long as the effort is deep, there is nothing that cannot be done.

After a personal emotional performance, Chen Mo kissed her again.

After so many days of training, there is no need for Chen Mo to teach again, and Ye Yiren knows how to respond.

See, that's the catch.

Of course, Chen Mo didn't flirt with her all night, but asked about the origin of Ye Yiren's dragon scales.

Legend has it that a long time ago, a real dragon fell on an island in the East China Sea, and the dragon's blood flowed into the East China Sea.

At that time, there was an elder of the Yin and Yang family who traveled in the East China Sea and was fortunate enough to obtain a dragon scale.

"It is said that in the place where the real dragon fell, there is a fantasy world transformed by dragon balls, which is extremely dangerous, and those who enter it will die for a lifetime. It is rumored that a high monk has entered, and drew a very detailed map, after the news spread, for this map, the rivers and lakes set off a bloody storm, even the Central Plains countries were involved at that time, and later this hidden dragon map was snatched by all forces, divided into four, and fell to all parties. Until now, not many people know about the Hidden Dragon Diagram." Ye Yi said.

"Hidden Dragon?" Chen Mo muttered in a low voice, and then said, "After so much time, does the Dragon Ball still have an effect?"

Ye Yiren nodded, "The true dragon is immortal."