The thick fog dissipated, and there were no dense branches of the evil trees, and Mo Wunian looked up to realize that the sky was a little blue.

Or that the sky has always been the same hue, but if one does not experience such a thing in danger, one will probably never look back and pay attention to the most subtle things. Some of these things are precious, and some of them are always beautiful......

"Ahh

The only spiritual power he had left burst out, and Tongtian Cultivation set off a scorching wave, shaking away all the dense branches that were close to him.

Naturally, this force has nothing to talk about...... The slightest trace of random overflow was several times stronger than the heavenly tribulation that Mo Wunian had experienced.

But although the Heavenly Tribulation has a destructive aura, it does not carry any aura of anger itself, and these branches will naturally avoid it as a reflex, but the power he bursts out is full of aura, and these filthy branches smell the breath inside, and they are like blood-sucking Gu worms that are not afraid of death and entangle around him.

In the midst of the huge waves formed by the black branches, Muren and his voice were swallowed up cleanly.

After a few breaths, the branches reverted to the shape of trees, darkening the swamp where they roost again.

"Mo Wunian, from now on, this girl doesn't want to talk to you!" He had just lowered his head when he saw a bright face greet him.

This face was so close to him that he even felt a slight breath accompanied by a hint of fragrance rushing on his face, and even a pair of apricot eyes blinked a few times, and what kind of posture did the slightly trembling eyelashes sway...... He could see it all very clearly.

It seemed that if he was willing to lean forward a little, he could stick to that small red lip.

In the past, Wu Mu must have been so close to Mo Wunian that his face was flushed with shame, and he looked like a little daughter. But this time, there was only anger on her face, and even a pair of apricot eyes revealed it.

She opened her mouth and said, "If you come out, you will listen to me."

Mo Wunian didn't speak, just nodded.

Seeing this, the anger in her eyes subsided a little, and turned to a little smug and serious.

"From now on...... Without this girl's permission, you are not allowed to stay ten steps away from me!" Seeing that he was fine, the worry about him in her heart had dissipated early, and she couldn't talk about any anger at all, but she remembered what Mo Wunian said to her before, so she naturally had to "use the topic to play".

At this time, she is like a treacherous trick, and her eyes show the shrewdness of a little fox.

In fact, Wu Mu is such a "borrowing topic" to play...... Although the performance was good, there were a few flaws that Mo Wunian saw.

"Good...... I promised you, and whatever you say is what you say. He knew it, but he didn't break it, and said deliberately according to her wishes.

In fact, Wu Mu's words, he also felt familiar when he heard them, because he had also said these words to Murong Xiu...... But at that time, he felt that Murong Xiu was his "Ah Xiu" and his only one.

In the same way, in the eyes of this woman in pink, there is only one one, and this one is only him.

Seeing him speak, she no longer concealed it at all, and her apricot eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, showing a smug look.

Mo Wunian's face did not change in the slightest, it was still the same facial paralysis that had not changed for ten thousand years, but in his heart, he felt beautiful.

Just like the clear blue sky he saw when he looked up, it was infinitely beautiful as it stretched out......

Xiao Sanzhu has also experienced more men and women in the end, although he can also see that the distance between the two people in front of him is only a layer of window paper, but he neither fuels the troubles, nor thinks about the comments, but looks around with his eyes scattered, and he is blind to everything about them.

There are some things that are great when they go with the flow.

But in this weird and charming atmosphere, he couldn't just keep his face like that, he opened his mouth and said: "Brother Mo, since I promised you, then I must bring you here!"

"Thank you, Brother Xiao. Mo Wunian rarely addressed him with humility and bowed to him.

This is not to say that Mo Wunian was rude in the usual times, but it was just ...... Those who should be courteous will naturally treat each other with courtesy, and those who are rude are even more unreasonable than him.

Only a stranger like Xiao Sanzhu can give up his life to save him and Wu Mu, and of course he can also bear Mo Wunian's courtesy.

"I can't say anything about thanks, but I just promised you, and I have to do it! Take you to the place where you should be brought, and your life or death has nothing to do with me!" Xiao Sanzhu rarely lost his frivolity on his face, and smiled arrogantly.

He said it bluntly, and he was really honest.

There are many mysterious secrets on his body, for example, how he learned about the ancestral land of the demon clan is very worthy of scrutiny......

The heart of defense is indispensable, but if you are suspicious everywhere and not neurotic, you will also live yourself into a calculating, but tired city government generation everywhere. Therefore, Mo Wunian really doesn't like to use his brain much in these aspects. Sometimes the trust between people, the brain really moves too much, and it becomes stupid.

After that, Xiao Sanzhu turned around and headed north, and then led the way for Mo Wunian and them.

He had only walked a few steps, and the humidity in the dense jungle had become larger, some of which had turned into mist and floated at will, while others had condensed into dewdrops dripping from the leaves and beating on people's clothes.

But all this is not so disgusting, without the noise and bustle of the market, from time to time a few crisp bird cries, there will be a quiet in the heart after a long absence.

"Send you away, I just happened to be twenty-eight years old, a needle and a thread, a simple dress woven for you, the most difficult thing for you not to return, add a new grave next to the old grave ......"

Singing gradually came from afar, the voice was tactful and melodious, but there was a sadness and grievance that could not be dissolved. It's very similar to the song that some girls in the land of the human race hum for a certain lover in the land of mountains and rivers.

But when it sounded here, it was a little abrupt, and Wu Mu only thought it was some monsters like mountain spirits and wild monsters when he heard it.

can be said to be really some monsters of the demon race, how can they hum the songs of the human race so well?

She had a puzzled look on her face.

"It's just some boudoirs. Mo Wunian saw that she didn't understand, so he said a sentence and explained to her: "It is said that after some people have infatuated and resented women who are killed by someone, their resentment will turn into a boudoir after a long time, wandering in the mountains and fields to attract people passing by with beautiful songs, and then absorb their essence. ”。

And call them boudoirs, firstly, most of them were boudoir women during their lifetimes, and secondly, "boudoirs", that is, "return", waiting for someone who is in their hearts to return.