Long Xiaomo was wandering around the street, but she didn't stop thinking in her head. He felt that the situation around him was a little like the Yin Si City God in Chang'an City, which was so dilapidated and desolate. But Yin Si is still a little popular, ah no, there is still a little bit of ghost. Long Xiaomo can see teapots and bowls everywhere in the city, trucks with axles and wheels scattered on the street, and some taverns seem to have banners hanging inside, and there are wine bowls on the table. It's like a city atmosphere. The only difference is that the people in this city seem to have disappeared out of thin air. is the so-called living and dead no body, except for the guard just now, Long Xiaomo didn't see anyone. There were not even corpses scattered on the road.

In the process of absorbing the aura, Long Xiaomo did not feel a trace of soul residue around him. Although he could feel the scent of some small animals, it was clearly a forbidden place for humans.

Long Xiaomo was walking on the road, and suddenly stopped. He saw a small flower in the shade of a corner, blooming happily in the shadows. Long Xiaomo walked over, pinched off the little flower at once, and put it in his hand. Long Xiaomo was about to put the flower on her nose and smell it to see what it smelled like. I saw that the little flower suddenly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, what the hell is this? Long Xiaomo subconsciously put his finger in front of his nose and smelled it, feeling a rich aroma.

"Incense, damn incense. Long Xiaomo has been sobering up for the first time since she woke up, and she has a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

And this fragrance not only impressed Long Xiaomo, but also obviously some other species. A "buzzing" sound suddenly came around.

"Hornet?" Long Xiaomo suddenly became vigilant. When I was a child, I stole honey with a madman and killed them, and I was stung to the point that I was still vivid. But Long Xiaomo obviously still underestimated the hornets in the desert, all of them were the size of walnuts, with a bulging belly, I didn't know what to eat and ate so fat, and the tail showed a sharp stinger, which seemed to be aiming at Long Xiaomo in mid-air.

"Oops, I'll go. "Long Xiaomo ran away. I saw the hornets behind me like a black cloud and pressed over.

Long Xiaomo recovered one or two percent of his spiritual power at this time, and he basically had the level of Yudan. The speed of the vertical leap is not slow, but these hornets are obviously not slow, and Long Xiaomo can always hear the buzzing behind him not far behind.

In a panic, Long Xiaomo hid in a room next to her. When Long Xiaomo entered this house, he was observed, and this house was different. The doors and windows of the other rooms have rotted, basically a hole, people go in, and the hornets will follow in, and in this room, the doors and windows are actually intact.

Long Xiaomo is thick and fine, and although the speed is fast when he opens and closes the door, he is tiptoeing. Turning around and entering the room like a thief, he pressed the door panel against his back.

"Damn, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. Long Xiaomo muttered to herself, and she heard the sound of wasps constantly hitting the door panel behind her. Those hornets are clearly small suicide planes.

After a while, Long Xiaomo heard the hornet

The sound seemed to slowly stop. Long Xiaomo felt that something was wrong with this matter, were these hornets holding back something. Long Xiaomo's mood eased at this time. His spiritual power had just recovered, and some of the surrounding scenes could be faintly seen. He turned and bolted the deadbolt behind the door. When Long Xiaomo inserted the bolt, he found that the wood of the bolt was not rotten, and depending on the situation, there were still traces of frequent use.

"I wipe it?" This deadbolt has traces of recent use, and Long Xiaomo's heart and eyes suddenly came alive. "Could it be that there is someone here?"

The doors and windows of this room were closed at this time, and no sunlight could penetrate in, but Long Xiaomo's spiritual power level at this time could barely see the situation in the room. The window was closed, Long Xiaomo reached out and touched the dust on the windowsill, and it could be judged from the traces that this window was often opened and closed.

"The house seems to be occupied. Thinking of this, Long Xiaomo put his hands together in front of his mouth and said, "Hey, is there anyone?" My name is Long Xiaomo, passing by here, avoiding the hornets outside, didn't disturb you, right?"

Long Xiaomo shouted for a long time, but no one in the house answered. Long Xiaomo squatted down and observed the situation on the ground, and Long Xiaomo saw a line of small footprints on the ground. And looking at the situation, it seems to be going back and forth in a fixed direction. Long Xiaomo knelt on the ground and kept crawling forward in the direction of the footprints.

Long Xiaomo climbed forward along the footprints, crawled, and climbed to the edge of the wall, Long Xiaomo reached out and touched it, and found that there was a hole on the side of the wall, which was not big or small, just enough for a person to enter and exit.

Long Xiaomo smiled knowingly and whispered, "There are indeed people here." Long Xiaomo lay on the entrance of the cave, and didn't dare to go in rashly, and shouted in a low voice: "Hey, is there anyone inside?"

Before Long Xiaomo finished speaking, a child's face suddenly appeared in front of him, grinning gloomily at Long Xiaomo.

"I'm going. Long Xiaomo was so frightened that she sat on the ground with her buttocks. The child inside pounced at once, lay on Long Xiaomo's neck, opened his mouth and took a bite. Looking at the way the kid bites, it can be said that he is familiar with the road, and he went directly to the blood vessels on Long Xiaomo's neck.

Long Xiaomo actually had a certain amount of spiritual power at this time, but he was startled at the beginning, so he caught his way. He grabbed the child with both hands, threw it directly at the wall, and then took out the sub-sword of the Chixiao Sword from his arms and held it in his hand.

The kid flicked on the wall, and quickly pounced on Long Xiaomo with his hands and feet, looking at that posture, his skills were very agile.

Long Xiaomo's breath had already eased up, and the sub-sword in his hand was not pretentious, so he faced the direction where the child pounced and placed it flat on his chest.

When the kid saw that he seemed to be directly rushing towards Long Xiaomo's blade, he was immediately horrified. Both hands grasped the blade directly, preventing it from piercing into the chest.

But the Chixiao Sword is a divine weapon, and the blade can be grabbed casually if you want to. The child's hands were immediately dripping with blood. Long Xiaomo stretched out a hand and grabbed the child's neck. I wanted to save his life, but I didn't expect the child to open his mouth and face the dragon

Xiaomo's wrist was bitten.

"I rub it, I don't know the hearts of good people. Long Xiaomo threw the child out again. After a round of fighting, the kid had realized that he was no match for Long Xiaomo, so he turned around and went into the depths of the cave.

Seeing the child turn around and leave, Long Xiaomo was a little confused when he squatted at the entrance of the cave. The first thing he needs to do now is to recover his spiritual power, and then quickly leave this ghost place to save Ling'er.

Thinking of Xing Ling'er, Long Xiaomo couldn't help but feel distressed in her heart. Although Xing Ling'er is a little unreasonable, after all, she is the woman who is most attached to Long Xiaomo's heart. Where Xing Ling'er is, Long Xiaomo's home is there. But at this time, Long Xiaomo thought of Lieyang, this guy's skills could no longer be described as incredible, he was simply a god.

When he thought of God, Long Xiaomo suddenly thought of something. In the worldview of the Chinese people, the third layer of Yuanying is the top existence. Further up, you have to enter the heavenly realm. Even people as strong as Li Yuanba and Wang Bo still have to use the lock immortal hairpin to suppress their spiritual power. And Lieyang's spiritual power level seems to be still above Li Yuanba, doesn't he have to accept the management of the Three Realms Convention? Although the Turks believe in shamanism and Zoroastrianism, there must always be a rule, right? Whether the Chinese believe in Buddhism or Taoism, reaching the top level of Yuanying is the bottleneck, and the Turks seem to be subject to corresponding restrictions in response to the Tao, right?

When Long Xiaomo was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of sobbing next to him.

"I'm rubbing, what's going on? Could it be that the kid was beaten and cried by himself?" It seemed to be the sound of a woman crying.

Long Xiaomo shook his head and said to himself: "Long Xiaomo, you have enough troubles of your own, and you can't control the affairs of the world." Thinking of this, Long Xiaomo stood up, the hornets outside were no longer hitting the door panel, and they should have walked away.

"Ahh The sound of moaning came again.

"I'll go. This damn curiosity. Long Xiaomo didn't hold it back in the end, turned around and drilled into the hole.

This is a cave for only one person to enter and exit, Long Xiaomo can only crawl forward like a lizard, Long Xiaomo crawled for a while, the terrain slowly opened up, and he entered a room like a stone room.

As soon as Long Xiaomo got in, he could clearly feel that the child just now was lying on his back again, and he opened his mouth to bite.

Long Xiaomo had long expected such a situation, and poured spiritual power into his whole body. The child bit Long Xiaomo's neck, and before he could lower his mouth, he was hit hard as if he had been hit by an electric shock, and his body flew out diagonally.

This time, Long Xiaomo was not polite, leaned over, clicked on the acupoints on the child's body, and dragged his neck and collar to the front.

Long Xiaomo had the opportunity to carefully take a large number of this child at this time, and found that it was more accurate to say that this was not so much a child as a shriveled old man. The figure looked like a dwarf, and the skin of his whole body was tightly wrapped around his body like shriveled bark, and he was grinning at Long Xiaomo.