In the distance, the mountains are covered with white clouds, and there seem to be a few cranes flying in the clouds on the mountainside.

Below the mountain was a small plain, and on the left was a vast forest, on which a stream of water cascaded down from the top of the mountain and meandered to his feet.

Ink Traces Xuan looked into the surroundings again, except for what he had just seen, most of the surrounding mountains were relatively low.

He leaned down again to remove the weeds, grabbed a handful of the soil underneath, and rubbed it carefully, and the smell of rotting leaves wafted out.

After looking for a few more places, I finally determined that the moisture of this place was good.

This is not the blue planet in memory, so Mo Jian Xuan doesn't know where it is at the moment, and where the best location is.

Instead of wandering around with your people, find a place to settle down.

Then cast the chain formation Dafa to build this place into a strong fortress.

With an idea, Ink Marks decided to take his people to the foot of the mountain in the distance first.

At night, it is still the division of labor and vigil.

After learning from the past, Sui Zhong's vigilance soared, and there was a string of bone thunder hanging on their bodies, as long as they didn't look right, they would throw one and blow it up first.

While Mojixuan continued to refine the method of spiritual sense, he released his spiritual sense to explore the area within a radius of two miles when he was free.

There was no trouble that night, and the injured people recovered a lot.

After breakfast, they walked towards the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Looking at the high mountain in front of them, everyone walked for two days before they arrived.

Erha ran from the front and told Moji Xuan that everything was normal in front of him, and that there were no terrifying beasts.

Mo Zhenxuan nodded, and then took Wu Huai, Youxiong Da, Xiong Er, and Erha, the four of them and one dog decided to eradicate the beasts on the road ahead first.

Under the sweep of four people and one dog, it only took a day for the road ahead to be cleared.

For the sake of safety, it was not until the morning of the third day that the large army was launched.

The small plain at the foot of the mountain is certainly comfortable to live in, but in the current situation, safety is the most important thing.

After the field trip, there was a huge flat land halfway up the mountain, not as small as the small plain, but enough to settle all the people.

The temperature gradually dropped, and the beasts that had been killed before once again contributed, each wearing a straw fur coat.

Finally, at noon, the large army finally arrived at the destination of the trip.

After putting down a small number of salutes, the crowd began to work in full swing.

Cutting trees, clearing weeds, moving rocks.

With the combined efforts of the entire tribe, the place soon changed.

Even under the personal participation of Sui Zhong and others, a thatched hut was built.

The ground was first made with a tree trunk, and then a layer of gravel was laid on the trunk, and then a simple bed.

Obviously, this is a tribute to Ink Marks.

Looking at all this in front of him, Mo Zhenxuan couldn't help but feel emotional, after running around for so long, he finally enjoyed a privilege.

Torches were set up on wooden stakes, and the dancing flames lit up the sky.

Ink Marks came out of the room and walked up to the boulder in front of him in a few steps.

The people below knelt down to greet them, looking at the reverent eyes below and the wounded warriors.

Mo Zhenxuan's heart was full of mixed feelings, and his heart was uncomfortable for a while.

I don't know if I feel ashamed of them, or for some other reason.

But in the blink of an eye, these chaotic thoughts were thrown out of his mind.

During this period of time, Ink Mark Xuan has put almost all the pressure on himself.

But this is not the original self, what happened to the wild beasts out there, what happened to the giant beasts, what happened to the strange people?

As a traverser, if you are stumped by this little thing, you must not be laughed off by other traversers.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly brightened.

Looking at the pairs of expectant eyes below, Mo Zhenxuan grinned and shouted loudly: "In the future, this is our new home, tonight, let's enjoy the carnival!"

Before the words fell, a sea of joy beneath me.

Infected by him, Sui Zhong and the others also had smiles on their faces again.

The bonfire party started again, barbecue, dancing.

It's a pity that there is no wine......

Mo Jian Xuan sighed.

After bothering for so long, Ink Trace Xuan did not rest for the first time, but slept honestly.

But in the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house, and then it got closer and closer, closer and closer.

A dark shadow stood in the doorway—a strange figure, not like a human.

Even though he has become a monk, he still chuckles in his heart.

The aura gathered, and I just wanted to give that thing a karmic fire to taste.

"Boss, are you asleep?"

"Damn, Mengqing, you're going to be scared to death like this. ”

It turned out to be Mengqing, and in order to keep people from discovering that it was her, this girl draped several layers of palm leaves on her body, which made Mo Jixuan think that this was a tree spirit in the famine.

Being scolded by Mo Jixuan, Meng Qing stuck out her tongue obediently.

Mo Zhenxuan was speechless for a while, but even if he was a straight man, he couldn't blame such a cute girl, right?

So he whispered, "In the middle of the night, you don't practice and don't sleep." What are you doing here?"

Meng Qing saw that the boss was not angry, so she walked over lightly, sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I see that the boss hasn't smiled much lately, so come over to comfort you!"

Mo Zhenxuan was stunned, and said in his heart that there was such a direct "comfort" as you?

"Boss, you must cheer up, we can't live without you!"

Now Mo Zhenxuan made her laugh completely, is this comfort a reverse comfort, so he said angrily:

"Well, if we're stupid, we won't talk much. Just let me take a good look at it quietly, and I'll cheer up!"

The smile on Mengqing's face became even brighter.

finally said Mengqing to leave, and just as he was about to lie down, another dark shadow came from outside the door.

"You're still here, go back to sleep!"

Ink Marks glanced at it, then turned back to continue sleeping.

Not only did the man not go back, but he slipped into the house and closed the wooden door.

Without the light source of torches that penetrated the house, it was pitch black.

Mo Zhenxuan thought that Meng Qing had closed the door for him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

But as soon as he thought about it, there was a sound of rustling around him.

Then I felt the bed sink a little under me.

Ink Marks: ???

"Don't make trouble Mengqing, let me sleep well. ”

As he finished speaking, a laugh like a silver bell sounded next to him.

"Master, there is no Mengqing here, Chu Qingqing can let you sleep well!"

"I'll go!"

Inkmark jumped up, unable to control his strength, and stepped on the bed with his right foot.

Isn't this the demon girl Chu Qingqing, Mo Zhenxuan thought in his heart: "This woman is completely crazy!"