The whole area is purple, and the dark and dark light is spreading, and the inexplicable battle, the inexplicable pride, and the inexplicable pride of the sky!

The Dark Thunder Spear was broken in half, this half penetrated through Duan De's left chest, his back protruded, and the darkness was dyed bright red, and its owner was scattered in this boundless black swamp with the wind.

Who is the opponent? Duan De smiled and slapped his palm at the broken spear, does Lao Tzu need to know who this thing is? The fish that killed Lao Tzu will definitely die!

Just, just a worthless fish in the Demon Domain, this proud son of heaven who had been arrogant and domineering in the Demon Domain and had beaten Moyoro for more than ten years, died here in vain?

A fish, that is, a fish that is no more than ten dollars over there~~~

Duan Manzi, who was injured in five, six or seven, hastily treated the wound, found this guy who made him kill a lot of half a bit of storage ring, pulled a weed at random and put it around his waist, and continued to look for his target, any edible wild thing.

Drops of blood sparked in the black swamp, and the master didn't care, and finally, a smile crept up the fierce cheeks, and a slightly softened color made the beast lose its ferocity.

"Sister?"

"Sister, are you sleeping?"

"That, I boiled a pot of fresh fish soup, it tastes good, and it definitely helps your injury!"

In the middle of the night, the coquettish voice was like a stimulant, and he didn't hear the content, and rushed into the tent with a large basin.

The beautiful woman lay on the couch, two well-proportioned white calves swaying staggered, and their owners were obviously stunned, wondering why he had rushed in without permission.

Duan Manzi glanced at the beautiful scenery and hurriedly lowered his head and offered a large bowl of fresh fish soup, but he didn't dare to stay, and turned around to go out.

"Wait, why are you hurt so badly?"

The stupid man subconsciously said: "Oh, I accidentally fell, it's okay, sister, you eat first, I'll go see how your brother is?"

The beauty's complexion has actually returned to normal, but someone is blind and blind, and he didn't see it, Mo Yingying frowned and thought, could it be that this guy went out to duel with someone today?

The fresh aroma of the fish soup made her appetite great, and she no longer pursued it. After all, she is far more familiar than him here, and it is natural to go out and fight, and it is normal to be injured and die.

The bowl is very large, the fish is ruthless, there is a smell of blood, Mo Yingying carefully wiped the corners of her lips, and her delicate forehead seemed to be stained with undue sorrow.

Duan De is seriously injured, and the arrogant battle needs to pay a corresponding price, and the other party is not the first brother, he is very strong. However, Duan De, who dragged Moyero as a pillow, didn't seem to remember what the strong enemy looked like?

Even, I don't remember how I was injured, and after a while, the sound of 'flickering' in my leaky mouth started, and I didn't know if I was laughing, so I took Moyero's almost fair-skinned jade hand and touched it carefully.

When Mo Yingying came out to deliver the bowl, she saw this scene, and her heart was suddenly messy, and her hair stood on end, and her sleeves were broken.

Duan De suddenly sobered up, turned over and floated, and rubbed poor Moyero on the ground by the way, waiting to see that it was Mo Yingying.

Duan De frowned and stared at the pretty face that had turned a little red from anger, and said puzzledly: "Sister, what's wrong? Isn't the soup delicious? Why are you angry?"

"What are you doing to my brother?"

Mo Yingying said coldly.

"Didn't do anything? At most, it was just a pillow. ”

Duan De was very puzzled, why did she suddenly get so angry?

Mo Yingying's peach blossom eyes actually rose, and she was about to cry, so she shook her hand and smashed the big bowl in her hand, turned around and entered the tent.

Duan De took the smashed bowl, inexplicably wonderful, he didn't know where he had made her angry, and he seemed to be about to cry? How could she cry? How could a woman who was not afraid of death still have tears?

Duan De, who couldn't sleep and couldn't settle down, sat on Moyero and began to think about life.

He sat there until dawn and didn't figure out how he had made her angry, and walked out of the makeshift camp in a daze, he didn't know what he was going to do when he came out.

Intuition led the guy out in search of prey, and then, when it was done, he went to the tent and hesitated for a long time until the hot and fragrant fish soup was about to cool down.

A jade arm reached out of the tent and took it, and he just stood there waiting, what was he thinking? He was entangled in this emerging problem, like he was entangled in what the 'Dao' was, and fell into an infinite circle of death.

Moyero woke up, a little haggard, more dazed, this was the fourth day he had woken up, and he was watching the strange scene of Duan De and his sister.

He called Duan De, but there was no response, he called his sister, and he didn't care, Duan De did the same thing every day with dementia, went out to hunt fish, came back to make fish soup, gave it to his sister to eat, and sat on the ground in a daze.

My sister doesn't come out every day, only when the fish soup is delivered to the tent, she will reach out and take it, drink it, and send out the bowl, the whole process is weird, Moyero is really a little hairy in his heart, is this evil?

He didn't know what was going on that day, not to mention the cold of the gloves, which was still behind him, he was directly frozen and unconscious.

"Sister, what the hell are you guys? I'm really worried, why are both of them like this, so weird?"

Waiting for Duan De to go out again, Moyero finally couldn't hold back.

Mo Yingying was also speechless, isn't it a broken sleeve? Then, how can she feel her brother's hand? What's the matter with this guy? Ignoring the noise of her brother outside, she is also confused, is this thing a bad brain?

"Sister, I saw Brother Duan wearing Rong Kai's storage ring around his waist, what's the matter?"

Moyoro did see the storage ring of the old enemy, Rong Kai is also a direct descendant of a big man in the Demon Sect, and he has fought with him more than once, it can be said that he has been fighting from childhood to adulthood, and he has always won and lost.

It's basically difficult to kill the other party, I met him in the last mission, I was seriously injured by a new treasure he obtained, his ring was on Duan De's waist, and when he woke up, Duan De still had the familiar magic thunder Dao Yun on his body, it seemed that he really died in Duan De's hands.

"Roewe, I don't know if we're going to make trouble, we should also go, right? That thing has a time limit, if we don't hurry up and arrange it, we will all be punished if we miss the hour. ”

"Well, when he comes back, let's go. ”

Finally waiting for my sister's response, Moyero felt a little more at ease, as long as my sister is okay, what happened to me after I fell unconscious? And how did I get into a coma?

Moyero, who has the most doubts, can only bury it in his heart, he knows his sister's character, and it is useless for her not to ask.

The three of them set off again, or the two sisters and brothers walked in front, and Duan De's confused Yibu followed behind.

Mo Yingying's voice sounded in Duan De's ears: "Dao, it is unfathomable, you can enter the Tao if you follow it, and only after Yuanying can you have some control of subjective Dao intentions." ”

Well, Duan De did have a problem, and when Mo Yingying threw over a proposition, he changed his thinking again and fell into pondering the meaning of the Dao, at least it was better than pondering something that would never make sense.

Mo Yingying thought that Duan De was thinking about explaining the 'Dao', but how did she know what Duan De's problem was?

However, at least he turned the direction, Duan De had actually regained some consciousness when she transmitted the voice, and he also had doubts about his inexplicable so.

It seems that there is something waiting for me in the dark, and I am approaching something that affects me? Or is it something? Or what? It's strange, it directly affects consciousness? When did I start?

Well, the day of the fight? It seems that the direction they are traveling is also here, and it is still slightly affected, but it is not so serious, confused.