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The beasts in the mountains stopped their march and slowly turned in the direction of the flute.

Although the brute beasts did not have the consciousness of cultivation, they could know the good and the bad. Although the power hidden in the flute is not a natural treasure, it has a significant effect on the awakening of their consciousness.

Gu Wuxian, who was slowly moving forward, suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of excitement and hesitation.

"Is this the power of the witch sacrifice?" asked one of the subordinates.

Witch sacrifice, a very special type of people in the witch clan. They are able to rank among the elders with their modest strength, or even surpass them, and even the patriarch has to respect them for three points. After their abdication, they disappeared into the tribe.

With Gu Wuxian's strength and status, he doesn't know where they are going, which shows his mystery.

Once there is a threat of witch sacrifices, the witch clan basically eliminates them with the power of thunder. Even the rebellious poisonous Gu did not dare to target the witch sacrifice.

"Is it one of the two imps?" asked the other, Triangle Eyes, uncertain.

Although he had not dealt with Tu Tianming and them, he also had a certain amount of investigation into the captain's enemies.

Tu Tianming and Tu Jieming specialize in the art of war, and it is obviously impossible for them to be witch priests or witch sacrifice candidates.

As for their younger brothers, they know less.

The inheritance of witch festivals has always been mysterious, and in addition to using the sound path to reach the avenue, there are some more demanding conditions. However, these are generally unknown to outsiders, and the only thing they can feel is that the witch sacrifice can communicate with the Great Dao with sound, thus helping the witch clan to sacrifice to heaven and earth.

"Are you scared?" Gu Wuxian suddenly smiled strangely: "No need to deny it, I'm also afraid." Witch sacrifices, it's not that we can afford to provoke them. But the other three, I want you to snipe them with all your might. I want to use their blood to replenish the Divine Gu that my brother raised. ”

As the hatred on his face grew, several poisonous Gu came out of his body, moving up and down on him.

A heavy palpitation flashed in the eyes of the three subordinates, but they said, "But listen to the captain's arrangement." ”

It is rumored that Gu Wuxian's poisonous Gu originated from the emotion of hatred, whether it was his brother's hatred for him or his hatred for Tu Tianming and others, no one knew.

However, ordinary hatred couldn't cultivate Gu Wuxian's poisonous Gu at all, at least no one reached his level.

"Babies, you will soon be able to become stronger, stronger, and help me kill Tu Tianming, Tu Jieming, and even the entire Tu tribe. Gu Wuxian's face shone with this inexplicable pleasure.

The poisonous Gu on his body also crawled rapidly, as if he knew that he was about to become stronger.

The heat in the eyes of the three disappeared a little, and their hearts trembled a little. A tribe of the Wu Clan, it is definitely not inferior to the strength of the Ten Great Corpse Families, and even a few points stronger.

To destroy such a tribe, not to mention whether the strength is enough. Even if it is enough, the assistance and counterattack of the entire Wu clan basically have no chance of escaping the catastrophe.

The current Gu Wuxian is so mad that he wants to destroy a tribe. Even they, the abandoned poisonous Gu, didn't dare to think about it.

As various thoughts aroused, uneasiness and fear began to appear in their hearts.

Becoming stronger is something that everyone wants, but if it costs with life, most of this desire will disappear immediately. As for the rest, it is probably the madman in front of him.

However, now they simply have no choice. Kill them and live on.

Refusal may be a more difficult end than death, after all, what they have in front of them is Gu Wuxian.

Without any extra words, the three of them quietly followed behind Gu Wuxian and walked forward slowly, even slightly away from Gu Wuxian's position.

The three of them were not only afraid of the poisonous Gu on his body, but also afraid of him.

Gu Wuxian didn't react, and walked forward slowly.

As the four approached, Lin Mochen finally reawakened his consciousness. But he didn't wake up in the first place, because his body was still resisting his control.

The muscles and nerves completely rejected his commands, and even the simplest of opening his eyes could not be done.

I, woke up? This question pops up in my mind.

As long as she is conscious, it means that she is not dead. Because generals have no soul, death means complete disappearance. You can't summon the soul, you can't wake up the body.

Did Nangong Zhu and them save me? Forget it, what are you tangled upon, just ask and it will be clear.

Once again, he tried to open his eyes and find his own light.

However, there is still darkness in front of you, endless darkness.

What's going on? Am I in a vegetative state?

At this time, the two people outside looked at Lin Mochen lying on the ground in silence, waiting for him to wake up.

Time passed slowly, and Lin Mochen had tried countless times.

Am I in a serious vegetative state?

For not only is he unconscious, but he also has no sense of hearing, and the only thing left is self-consciousness.

No, I don't want that!

Lin Mochen began to panic a little, for this fear of losing himself. This is also his resistance to blood from the beginning, he wants to keep himself, a complete self.

No, I can't. By the way, I can use my consciousness to look at my body first.

Consciousness slowly condensed in his mind, and a picture of "Jade Rabbit Zhongtian" with more things was just like his previous impression. Then there is the body, which has a secret wound on its muscles, and its nerves are completely free, and they do not receive his instructions at all.

The heart, which has regained its original translucent appearance, is holding blood one by one, and the four hearts are also working silently, each performing its own duties. The rest of the heart, it seems that there is something more, he doesn't see it very really.

So, is this because of overuse, which leads to the rejection of instructions in the nerves? Isn't it a bit nonsense, I'm a zombie, not an ordinary person.

He began to try to promote the blood qi, and the "Zombie Mochizuki" exercise was urged. The blood qi in his body changed from slow to fast, turning into a rolling torrent, shuttling through the blood vessels, slowly nourishing his body.

What scared him even more was that he didn't feel the slightest sensation at all, the feeling of the body.

Now, he has really lost control of his body, and the only thing he can control is what doesn't belong to his body.

By the way, I still have a grave old.

What can't be solved, find Mu Lao, this is his last reliance. As for the coffin of loneliness, it was too high-end and arrogant, and he couldn't move it at all.

"Tomb Boss, Tomb Boss, are you there? My body is out of control. He called out in his head.

Time passed slowly, maybe a minute, maybe a second, no matter how long, Mu Lao's voice didn't sound for a long time.

His heart sank, and at a critical time, Mu Lao once again took the burden?

At this moment, Tu Tianming shouted, "Brother Mochen, how do you feel?"

Nangong Zhu also realized that Lin Mochen was pushing his blood. However, there was not the slightest hint of waking up in him. The breathing is still the same, the heartbeat is the same, and the movements have not changed in the slightest except lying flat.

Can I hear it? Lin Mochen had mixed feelings in his heart, and his guess just now was half wrong.

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