Chapter Seventy-Three: Gathering into Spirits

The maid was slightly speechless, she covered her embarrassment with a smile and said, "Master, don't make fun of the concubine." This thing is dirty and smelly, how can the maid take it? Besides, the concubine only collects your waste, and this thing is not from you. ”

Shen Moli took out a delicate embroidered bag, put the object in, and then handed it to the maid-in-law: "Now, it is my thing, give it to you." "With a serious look, there is no room for refusal.

The mother-in-law was crying in her heart, she pinched the demon nose, hesitated for a long time, and finally took the stinking exquisite embroidered bag, and secretly complained. She recalled over and over again where she had offended Shen Moli and had to suffer this sinister sin.

"This thing is called Poke Immortal Root, which was transformed by the decay of the 10,000-year-old demon tree, and it is extremely difficult to find in ordinary times. Coincidentally, there are two of them. If you take it with you, you can block the damage of an immortal clan below the god level for you. Shen Moli introduced, picked up another poke immortal root in the forest, and stuffed it into his ear.

The stench of poking the immortal root, and the whiskers picked up by Shen Moli covered the original fragrance of Shen Moli and his sister-in-law. After Shen Moli stuffed it into his ears, it was much lighter.

Although she knew that this thing was a treasure, the maid was still a little reluctant to accept it, she hung the embroidered bag on her finger and carried it far away.

As she walked forward, the maid kept criticizing the smell. If it were known that she had this stinking moment, her reputation would be ruined.

She kept peeking at Shen Moli, and after weighing the pros and cons, she planned to discard the embroidered bag while Shen Moli was not paying attention. She has a way to escape, and she may not meet the immortals.

"If you stink, just put it in your ears. Shen Moli said.

"Master, you don't want me to be happy. This thing stinks like this, stuffing it into my ears, and when the time comes, my mother is afraid that she will wash her ears thousands of times, and she will not be able to wash off the smell. The woman muttered.

"Do you think I stink?" Shen Moli stopped, turned around and asked his sister-in-law seriously.

When the maid heard this, she was a little inexplicable. She lifted the embroidered bag far away with one hand, and approached Shen Moli to smell it with the other.

The air was full of the stench emitted by the embroidered bag in the woman's hand, but the woman still clearly felt that the stench around Shen Moli was much lighter than hers.

"This ......" The maid-in-law looked at Shen Moli puzzled, thought about it again, and still made out the embroidered bag and stuffed the killing immortal root into her ear.

When she was close to her ears, the strong stench almost smoked her out. The demon clan's nose itself is more keen, and the smell makes the maid want to throw it away.

Fortunately, the mother-in-law's self-control is not weak, she sped up and stuffed it into her ears. The stench disappeared, and even the stench from the clothes disappeared.

"The Immortal Root will resonate with the acupuncture points in your ears and melt into your body. Shen Mo Li said lightly.

When the maid heard this, Ben's slightly brighter mood became gloomy again. Well, after all, the smell had entered her.

Recalling the stench before, the whole person of the maid is not good. She looked at Shen Moli, who had a calm face, and had to comfort herself secretly: it is better for the stench to be locked in her body than to be dispersed all over the world. At least, in the eyes of others, she is still so glamorous.

The two walked across the beach and walked for two days and two nights in the woods to the city before finally arriving.

The silent ink city was mysteriously shrouded in the dark night, and the outside of the city, which had been hot, was silent at this time. The whole city was dead and strange. Shen Moli's expression darkened a little, was it too late to catch up?

The strange environment made Shen Moli doubly cautious, she pulled her maid forward quietly, and stopped in the forest outside the city to observe secretly. There was no one outside the city, and even the remaining bones and bloodstains from the earlier killing had disappeared, and the bloodied land was spotless, as if it had just been seriously cleaned.

The maid finger tapped, and the demonic power gathered into a black butterfly and flew out of the void, fluttering towards the city. In an instant, a bloody sword spurted out of her mother-in-law's mouth, and she said with horror in her eyes: "Escape." Without further words, he picked up Shen Moli and ran away from Mocheng.

The pitch-black and huge figure roared across the city wall, and the footsteps that shook the ground followed it, chasing in the direction where Shen Moli and his party had retreated. In the starless night, Shen Moli couldn't see the true face of the huge black shadow clearly, and she pulled her maid back and said, "Follow me." He reversed course and headed for the secret passage of Mocheng.

The black shadow was huge and invincible, and Shen Moli couldn't help but worry. If they had been in the forest, they would not have been able to match the speed of the shadows, even if they had been flying in the sky.

Rampage is better than avoiding for a while, there is an illusion outside the secret passage of Mocheng, the crossing is narrow, and the black shadow can attack at will. They have entered the secret passage, and they may still have a chance of survival.

The secret passage was not far from the city gate, and the two of them turned left and right in the forest to avoid the trees, and their speed was limited.

"Mo flew out of the top of the forest. Shen Moli reminded, and the spirit leaves under his feet flew up from the ground.

The maid nodded knowingly, and a black demonic power gathered at her feet, and the two turned into phantoms, avoiding trees in the forest, and quickly moved to the secret passage.

The black shadow that was running fast seemed to smell the breath of longing, and looked at the two halos of spiritual power that appeared and disappeared from time to time in the forest, and the speed suddenly increased dramatically, and most of the forest was destroyed in a short period of pursuit.

The destroyed trees did not fall to the ground, but instead suspended in the air, whizzing into the black shadow's body.

The ruined woodland is extremely clean, peaceful and peaceful, as if it had not changed for a hundred years. The breeze blew through the pure land that had destroyed and had no trees, and the particles of dust rolled up, and disappeared in the wind very quickly, and even the wind was sucked into the black shadow.

The black shadow frantically scavenged everything in its path, and soon took away the grass outside the city.

Shen Moli pulled her sister-in-law, and when the dark shadow was close at hand, she narrowly hid in the secret passage. Although he saw the picture of the two entering the secret passage, the black shadow stopped in front of the secret passage, thought about it, and turned around and walked elsewhere.

The mother-in-law wiped her fingertips lightly and swept away the blood red left on her lips. After pondering for a long time, she whispered, "Have you ever heard the legend of the Ink City Guardian?"

Looking at her mother-in-law, Shen Moli shook her head slightly. She had grown up in the city of Ink, and she had only known that there was a forbidden curse here, but she had never heard of the existence of a wake.

In the ink city in her memory, the people of the city have believed in the fairy gods for generations, worshipping the fairy statues every year, praying for the arrival of the fairy gods to help them break the curse of the demon clan under the ink city. The history of Mocheng has been recorded for thousands of years, and there has never been a book related to the wake.

She looked at her maiden with a hundred questions, if there was a vigilance, how could Mocheng be so dead and silent now. The shadow seemed to have slaughtered all living beings inside and outside the city.

"Mocheng is a major sacrificial place built by the Demon Ancestor back then, and the reason for its construction is unknown. It's just that the demon and demon clans have passed on by word of mouth, and the people in Mocheng are all created by the demon clan's demonic energy, and they are no different from ordinary human races when they are safe and quiet on weekdays. But if Mocheng encounters great dangers, the demonic consciousness of those people will awaken and gather into spirits. The Guardian will wipe out all the life created by the Demon Ancestor within the boundaries of Mocheng Territory. It is not until all foreign beings are empty that the spirit is dispersed again. The woman said.