"Aha~!"

As if he hadn't heard the prince's question, he yawned and said lazily, "I'm tired, I don't have time to spend time here with you." Goodbye little guy, thank you Long Xishi, I can't make up for eating too much of this fruit!"

"Also, you must keep the buttons of the deity grinding nails, and when I go out, I will find you to come back! Hey, think that my toenails haven't been cut for hundreds of years, and I can't wear my shoes!"

The shadow of the Faceless Void became smaller and smaller, until it turned into a little, and finally suddenly flashed in Wang Zimo's eyes, and then dimmed. Like a grain of sand on the wall, it was as if it had never happened.

"Hey, you're ......"

The prince clenched his fists in annoyance, gritted his teeth and raised his nose, and scolded viciously: "You big pig's trotters!

Every three quarters, the mist of the miasma rises upwards.

Covering the stars in the sky, it forms a broken space that is connected to each other but isolated from each other, like a labyrinth house with doors.

In each house there is a plant that has become a fine plant.

or flowers, or grasses, or trees, or mushrooms......

This will continue until four o'clock the next day.

The sun rises and the fog falls, and everything returns to calm.

However, the danger has only just begun.

The miasma during the day is more than 10,000 times more dangerous than at night!

However, according to legend, there is a banyan tree in the miasma, which has survived for thousands of years, is omnipresent and omniscient. In the daytime, you can only be safe if you are protected by the banyan tree.

"The real Baiyun Temple!"

Wang Zimo's eyes were blazing, he put on the ice silkworm gloves with a straight-backed long knife on his back, looked back at the mottled shrine of Our Lady, and resolutely stepped out of the high threshold of Baiyun Temple.

Faintly felt that this temple of the Virgin Mary had a great connection with the corpse chained behind the statue of Sanqing in Mingbaoju, and even the prince silently suspected that this temple of the Virgin Mary was built for dried corpses.

Is it to gather the faith of the Li people to suppress it?

Is it to draw on the blessings of the people and gain new life?

The prince was silent about this, he only knew that the shrine of Our Lady of Jincheng would be like this shrine of Our Lady in the miasma in the near future, and it would eventually be swallowed up by the black mist and turn into decay, becoming more and more similar to the real Baiyun Temple in the depths of the miasma.

"Xiang Ming, he calls himself the Void Emperor Heavenly Demon, known as the Faceless Void Immortal. What is the origin of this person? What kind of cultivation is the Seven Stars of the Emperor Moon? Why is it different from what Bai Li said?"

Wang Zimo became more and more confused, and carefully recalled the bits and pieces of the Baiyun Temple in Jincheng, Bai Li said that the world of monks is divided into levels according to ability, which are enlightened, enlightened, enlightened, and holy.

According to Yin Zhentong, Hesheng is divided into six gods, five elements, and two rituals.

However, Mingbao and the others never mentioned the division of the realm of the Holy Period, but only said that after the Holy Combination, the Heaven Splitting asked.

Which is the orthodox division?

Yin Zhentong said that I am reverse the cultivation of the Dao Pan, but I don't even have the Dao Pan now, how can I reverse the cultivation method?

What kind of cultivation am I doing now?

Xiang Ming must know this question!

"Where the hell are you?"

The prince ignored Dai Xiaomo's repeated warnings, and after walking out of the Baiyun Temple, he walked out of the Baiyun Temple like a blindfolded brown-horned rhinoceros, and rampaged through the miasma.

He cares about his brother, but he doesn't know where his brother is?

He only knew that the real Baiyun Temple was next to the Divine Banyan Tree. And in the miasma, the banyan tree is a god-like existence, as long as you find the banyan tree, you can find the ruins of Baiyunguan, and you can find your brother.

Looking up at the sky, you can't see the stars and moon.

All around is gray, covering the eyes, and occasionally there are various colors of light passing through.

As he walked, Wang Zimo suddenly heard Wang Ji's voice.

"Why is this happening?"

"——!Why?

"I don't want to be so strong that I can protect my people!"

"I don't seek immortality, I can be proud of the common people!"

"Let his immortals and demons be evil in troubled times, just want to stay with his beloved, even if he lives in the world, just to enjoy this life!"

"Why?"

"Ah——!h

"Cangtian, why did you take Xue Ling?"

"It's Daji!" Wang Zimo suddenly grabbed the reins of the water like a frog at the bottom of a well. He looked around with delight, but found nothing.

From Wang Ji's voice, Wang Zimo heard the despair of the pain, the helplessness and grief of losing Sister Xueling, and in the end, Wang Zimo also heard rebellion, hatred, and hatred.

Faintly, Wang Zimo was even more worried.

Because he didn't know that Wang Ji would be, or if he had done something irreparable. Just like cutting off the head of a skinny monkey, in a fit of rage, he did everything.

Wang Zimo became more and more anxious.

You must find your brother as soon as possible, otherwise the longer it drags on, the more uncontrollable things will be!

Wang Ji's voice continued, and his heart was full of anger and unwillingness. At the end, the roar was full of revenge!

Yes, he must have walked into the miasma with the head of a skinny monkey.

If he guessed correctly, he should still have Han Xueling's bones on his back.

One is a young man who grew up together and is regarded as a brother, and the other is a childhood sweetheart, who is at the peak of happiness and is about to pass through the door!

Wang Zimo suddenly felt extremely depressed!

It was as if there was a stone in my chest, and I couldn't spit it out and swallow it. As the heart jumped, so did the stone. But every time he moved, he tore at his fragile throat, and it seemed that there were countless blades trapped together, stuck in his throat, and all he could do was not resist, nor did he dare to resist, just silently endured the encounter imposed by God.

Suddenly, the prince silently had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help choking.

There was a loud bang in his head, looking at the world from his brother's point of view, everything became so unfair!

If it's your own......

No!

Unthinkable!

Even if all the sorrow is imposed on himself, he can't imagine how heart-rending it is!"Brother, I finally understand!" Wang Zimo's eyes were wandering tears, he finally forgave Wang Ji for saying goodbye, and the desire to find his brother in his heart became even stronger.

"Daji, where are you!"

Wang Zimo held his hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted loudly at the unknown. "Where the hell are you, Daji, let's go home together!"

"Go home – go home ——!"

Although the miasma is surrounded by mountains, it is a huge area, and there are many trees in the fog, which should not have an echo. But Wang Zimo's call was passed out again and again, as if he was in an echo wall, and as if he had met a tongue bird, constantly repeating the word "go home".

Tears blurred my vision, hot and scalding, running down my cheeks and down my pointed chins, "Click, click" fell, "I'm more powerful now, I'll protect you!"

Layers of space, a blind eye.

But it can't stop the transmission of sound.

Dai Xiaomo and Mo Hongyan were shocked at the same time, and they stopped to listen. Then the two of them looked uncertain, and they both showed anxious looks.

After leaving Baiyun Temple, Dai Xiaomo fell into a poisonous miasma and lost her tracking of Mingbao, but met Mo Hongyan and Han Dudu halfway, and prepared to lead the two to Baiyun Temple to pick up Wang Zimo and leave the place of right and wrong.

"It's so uneasy! Why are you disobedient!"

Dai Xiaomo pursed her thin lips and puffed out her chest, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her face was full of helplessness.

"What should I do, young master?"

"The miasma is just as dangerous as the corpse pool, the plants here will memorize and imitate, if they imitate the voice of the lord, it will be even more difficult to find!"

Looking at the colorful aurora shuttling in the mist overhead, Mo Hongyan said faintly: "I hope to find the lord before dawn, otherwise I will ......"

"The day in the miasma is even more dangerous!"

Han Dudu blinked, the eyes that seemed to be the size of green jujube buds that had just emerged gurgled and turned, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, as if he remembered the past, and said with palpitations: "The fog descends, and the aftermath of the aurora that cracks the sky will run rampant in the mist, unless you find the Divine Banyan Tree for refuge, you will be torn to pieces by the aurora!"

"Tut-tut......"

Han Dudu smashed his mouth and didn't open the pot, "The Divine Banyan Tree is not a good stubble, always thinking of ways to cheat something out of you, and only when it meets its requirements will it be willing to extend its sheltering branch." ”

Facing Dai Xiaomo and Mo Hongyan's unkind gaze, Han Dudu hurriedly shut up, covered his mouth and retracted his big head like a hair explosion, and suddenly felt that the two women, one big and one small, were even more terrible than the miasma, and hurriedly added a sentence: "But that kid has a hard life, more cunning than the flowers and plants in the miasma, and he can't die!"

"Humph!"

Dai Xiaomo snorted coldly, her beautiful eyes were like stars in the sky, quietly covered by dark clouds, and her handsome little face couldn't hide the deep worry in her heart.

"If something goes wrong with the lord, Yang Chi will never give up!" Mo Hongyan raised her foot and kicked Han Dudu's ass fiercely.

"Brother, where are you?"

Wang Zimo's eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't open his eyes from crying. He ran to and fro with the voice of the big man, but every time he was happy he turned into disappointment, and every time he smiled, he turned into tears.

Tired of running, sleepy running.

Leaning against a big tree, hugging his knees, sleepy.

Suddenly, a big smile appeared in front of him, stroking his hair, and gently humming "catch loaches" to coax the prince to sleep.

Sister Xueling snuggled up to Da Ji, the two of them are happy and happy......

"Happiness!"

Wang Zimo couldn't help but pouted and muttered softly: "You must be happy!"

Daji's words became clearer and clearer, just as the words lingered in his ears at this time: "You who are merciful will be ignored by your relatives and friends, if I am domineering, who dares to be presumptuous?"

"If I am domineering, who dares to be presumptuous!"