"Hey, what do you want?"

Lu Dutian walked around to Wang Zimo and squatted down on one knee, and following his eyes full of complicated looks, he actually saw that the ground was full of miscellaneous numbers.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think it clearly, so I simply stood up and put my hands in a circle under my crotch, and at the same time my psoas muscles arched forward hard.

"I'm telling you, this tree is called a pillar of optimus! hahaha, a pillar of optimus, isn't it funny, isn't it imaged?"

The prince glanced at him silently, feeling more and more that this person was as unreliable as Mingbao, and he was really afraid that when he would suddenly leave him and run away secretly.

Thinking of Mingbao, Wang Zimo then thought of Baiyun Temple and White Horse Pavilion.

I poked such a big hole, but I ran farther than anyone else. I really can't help it.

When the strength allows, I will go back and take a look, and sit down with Chunyuan to talk about what is going on.

This person, only if you are powerful, you have the capital to talk!

"No wonder Taifu said that you are wood, it's really boring!"

Lu Dutian shook his head stupidly and looked up at the rising sun to discern the direction.

After touching half a pillar of incense, he squeezed to Wang Zimo's side, picked up a small wooden stick from the ground, and drew on the ground purposefully, just like Wang Zimo.

After looking at it for a long time, Wang Zimo finally understood that this was actually a map!

"You've been here?"

In the afternoon, Wang Zimo took advantage of the rest to eat some dry food handed over by Lu Dutian, and watched him scurry over from the tree like a monkey.

The map drawn by Lu Dutian was next to the distance calculated by Wang Zimo, and even he intentionally or unintentionally fused those numbers into the map, and Wang Zimo couldn't help but babble: "This guy has already understood it." also pretended not to understand anything, hum, it's really a pig's nose with green onions, pretending to be an elephant!"

"Nope!"

Lu Dutian shook his head, pinched a handful of needles and praised it, "This is really a natural secret weapon, it is hard and comparable to a magic weapon without refining, if it is quenched with poisonous ......."

His eyes lit up, and he picked some of his own collections, and some of them were stuffed into Wang Zimo's hands, so that he could keep them alive and use them in the future.

After entering Kunxu, the world was unusually quiet.

"Be careful to follow me, don't get too far away!"

Lu Dutian led the way in front, picked up a broken branch casually, and reminded Wang Zimo: "The book says that there are lord-level divine beasts here, if you are targeted by them, hehe, you and I don't even have a chance to escape!"

"Is the lord powerful?"

A stone always hung on Wang Zimo's chest, he didn't know what level his current cultivation was, he could only knock on the side from other people's mouths to measure the level. For the orthodox teaching, it can be said that the hair has not been touched.

Staring at Lu Dutian, who was dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, Wang Zimo's eyes flickered, when would he be able to fly to the sky like him? After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart: "What is the realm of the people of the Seven Stars of the Emperor Moon? Is it very powerful?"

The Faceless Void Shadow once said that he was sealed in the White Cloud Temple by several people from the Seven Stars of the Emperor Moon, and it was estimated that the cultivation of this guy of the Void Shadow must have surpassed the realm of the Seven Stars of the Emperor Moon.

"What Emperor Moon Seven Stars?"

Lu Dutian stopped and looked back at Wang Zimo, it was not difficult to see from his puzzled eyes that he didn't know either.

"I don't know!"

Wang Zimo didn't want to expose too much, so he asked casually, "Which direction are you going in now?"

"Southwest!" Lu Dutian stretched out his right hand and pointed to the sun in the sky, "That's due west!"

The prince nodded silently and tied the needle to the ice silkworm glove. After making sure that the fist clenching was not in the way, he carefully looked at this place that he had never set foot in.

The rugged mountain rocks are navy blue, the peaks are dense, the ruins and broken walls are everywhere, and there are countless white bones under each cliff. Most of these bones are animal, with a few tall human bones mixed in.

"Look there!"

Wang Zimo patted Lu Dutian's buttocks, pointed to the blood mark on the cliff and exclaimed!

"Shh

Lu Dutian's ears trembled, he was very uncomfortable, he glanced at Wang Zimo and said: "The tiger's ass can't be touched, I belong to the tiger, you be careful! Also, don't make a fuss, there are still a lot of blood marks over there, there should have been a fight just now!"

"Is it them?"

"It's not!"

"How do you know?

"No, it's not, learn to observe for yourself!"

Lu Dutian is very incomprehensible, why is he hot-headed and brought this little kid to Kunxu, and he is not familiar with life here, and the things to find death are one after another, and the schedule is full.

It was just after the hour, and it soon got dark.

The prince looked silently at the rift in the distance, and hesitated.

The night of the Kunxu Land came a full hour earlier than outside, and the sky where the Cracked Sky Crack was located was still bathed in sunlight, and the peaks and peaks of the earth reflected the afternoon sun, which was extremely indifferent.

"Will Sister Qi Tong be angry?"

The prince muttered to himself in his heart. He suddenly felt that it was a bit too reckless to follow Lu Dutian into Kunxu and think about looking for Daji?

Lu Dutian saw that Wang Zimo was depressed and depressed, so he felt that he had said something serious. But the boy's ass slapping action really made him uncomfortable.

"Don't think about it, if she can't find you, she will naturally go back! Let's go, if we can't find a place to stay, we will wait to be eaten by ghosts!"

"Ghost?" Wang Zimo was sad again.

"Is it Da Ji and Dai Xiaomo, why did they eat me?"

Lu Dutian touched the bridge of his nose, and suddenly felt weak, just now the young man was still majestic and high-spirited, no matter how he persuaded him at this time, he looked like he had defeated the rooster, drooping his head and thinking nonsense.

It's harder than a woman!

"What if Qi Tong didn't go home and followed up with Kunxu?" The prince raised his head silently, tilted his head and thought for a moment, and then asked Lu Dutian, "Will she be eaten by ghosts?"

"No!"

"Why?"

"I said no, no!"

"How do you know?"

“......”

"Why did you bring me to Kunxu?"

"Isn't it that you're looking for my brother?

"I'm looking for my brother, what about you?"

"I ......" Lu Dutian was speechless, and thought for a long time before he said: "It was Taifu who asked me to protect you, he said that you are the emperor star of the Lu family, and you can't die too early!"

"Is that so?"

Wang Zimo was very suspicious of Lu Dutian's words, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, so he still shut up at the right time and followed Lu Dutian and didn't know where to go. It wasn't until Lu Dutian stopped and said, "It's here!" Wang Zimo raised his head and looked at the sky.

The night is sultry, and a thin layer of water vapor gathers at the top of the tree, making the bright moon looming.

Lu Dutian looked at the restless tree tip, and then pointed to the black coniferous forest in front of him and said: "When the time is coming, let's go faster, there is Yin Ruins in front, we must walk in before the time comes!"

"You really haven't been to Kunxu?"

"No! Some of them were from books, and some of them were told to me by Taifu!"

Lu Dutian no longer explained, and a lush ghost aura suddenly gushed out around him, and he hurriedly sacrificed his flying sword, pulled Wang Zimo and walked quickly.

The further you go, the more ghostly you become.

In the end, the flying sword is like walking through the mire, and it is difficult to move an inch!

Wang Zimo had already felt that there was a ghostly aura outside, and this ghostly aura was very similar to Mo Hongyan's yin qi, but it was completely different.

They all give people a cold feeling, but the coldness of Mo Hongyan is only the coldness of the senses, and the coldness here is the coldness of the back, the upside-down hair, and the coldness of the soul!

"Woo~! quack!"

The yin wind is wrapped in wailing, far and near, forward and backward.

Nearly, the prince vaguely saw a miserable white face, suspended in the darkness, his empty eyes tearing his mind apart, and his bloody lips emitting a cautious whimper.

"Close your eyes and don't look!"

Lu Dutian stretched out his hand and pinched the root of Wang Zimo's thigh.

"Close your eyes and silently recite in your heart: Om, Silence, Ether, Boom, Horn, Dumb, Whisper, Whisper, Silence, T

Wang Zimo was in a trance, and suddenly felt that the softest piece of skin and flesh at the root of his thigh was pulled up violently, and he twisted it twice, and a spirit woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there was a miserable white face attached to his right shoulder, which frightened him to quickly close his eyes and concentrate, and silently recited the congenital ten-born sound that Lu Dutian had just said.

The night in Kunxu is colder than outside!

This cold is not only cold in temperature, but also because the air is mixed with bone-chilling coldness.

The bubbling wind is pervasive, and the frozen people fold their fingers.

There was no wind around, but it blew Yin Qitong's soul away, and he curled up in the cracks of the stones. She hugged the clothes carefully prepared for Wang Zimo, trembling her pale lips and choking continuously.

"Why did you leave me?"

The frost-white cheeks have long since lost sensation, only the dark eyes are still firm.

Originally, I thought that Kunxu was as peaceful as Sanhezhuang, but it was just a far away place.

It's just that Yin Zhentong never thought that Kunxu was such a dangerous place.

"Wang Zimo, where are you?"

Yin Zhentong's voice was weak, like a withered rose, and the delicate stamens would wither at any time.

"I'm so scared!"