Ming Yi didn't understand Mu Rin's emotion, and looked at her in surprise when she heard Mu Rin's voice, "It's great that you're awake, I'll go and help you find some food, right?"

Ming Yi saw that Mu Rin usually ate and rested like Zhong Lijian, and thought that she needed to eat every day.

"No, go to the river and fetch some water for me, and I'll just rest for a while. ”

Mu Rin didn't open her eyes, she didn't expect that one day the immortal body would become her biggest support. If she is disemboweled, she may die, just poked a hole in the hairpin, it is better to say, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to recuperate and recuperate, it is better than mortals.

It's just that there is no immortal power, and that's all.

Mu Rin let Ming Yijian feed her with water from a large leaf, let her go back to the hairpin, close her eyes and start to rest. The pain had little effect on her, and she couldn't tell how much this immortal body had suffered, and its tolerance was top-notch.

Speaking of this, Mu Rin suddenly thought of the Queen of the Underworld, she has always guessed that the Queen of the Underworld is not a simple person, otherwise, no matter how powerful the King of the Underworld is, under the constraints of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, it is difficult for her to be born an immortal fetus and have extraordinary talents.

Thinking about it, Mu Rin fell asleep, and when she woke up again, it was already the treetops of the moon. Mu Rin was woken up by the sound of insects in the mountains and forests, and got up with the help of the tree, and the wound between the wounds was no longer painful.

Mu Rin thought about it and went down the mountain, in case she encountered any fierce beasts, Ming Yijian might not be able to protect her.

The night did not affect Mu Rin's vision in the slightest, and the road was no different from the day. Mu Rin kept walking until dawn, she stopped to watch a magnificent red sun rise on the mountain, as if she felt a little warm, the cold air condensed on her body by walking at night dissipated, Mu Rin retracted her gaze and continued to hurry.

The nearby city must not be able to go, and Zhong Lijian's people may be waiting there for her to throw herself into the net, Mu Rin decided to go north.

The Dragon King of the North Sea has a good relationship with her father, and may be able to help her. Although there is little hope, I have to give it a try.

Although this world is big, there is no place for her. When her father was there, her life still had a place to come, and her father left, and Mu Rin had only the way back for the rest of her life.

Mu Rin repeats that nightmare almost every day - his father's sacrifice and the fall of the underworld.

As long as she is alive and the blood of the royal family of the underworld is still burning in her veins, the hatred will never stop.

As long as you can get revenge, what if you go to hell forever?

Mu Rin has no long things, only the female ghost in the hairpin with an obsession with him, and for a while he can't say whose obsession is more difficult to complete and dissolve......

Mu Rin walked north for a few days, thanks to Ming Yijian who helped her steal a girl's clothes from a farmer's house, otherwise it would be difficult for her to even change her clothes. This female ghost has perfect life skills, taught Mu Rin to wash clothes by the river, and is amazed at her daily routine of not eating, drinking, and sleeping.

Mu Rin didn't want to mention those things, and Ming Yijian was smart not to ask. She has been confined to the hairpin for a long time, and after her transformation, she likes to wander around, occasionally scaring a few passers-by, and is very happy to see their frightened expressions.

Mu Rin was a little helpless when she saw a lot in the dark, "You never get tired of playing these tricks......"

This is also a rare lively and noisy ghost.,Presumably this is the nature of Ming Yimi.。 I don't know how she fell in love with a dull scholar back then.

Ming Yi saw floating around her, "I'm too bored, you don't even chat with me, benefactor." ”

"What are you talking about? Looking at my eleven or twelve-year-old face, my experience is no richer than that of yours. ”

Ming Yijian didn't believe that she was only eleven or twelve years old, and that the children could still be sperm?

She continued to float around and complimented: "The benefactor may have used some kind of rejuvenation technique to make his skin appear immature, and he really envy us ordinary women......"