"But a wisp of remnant soul dares to play tricks in front of this seat?"

Mo Wei's figure appeared in Wang Yizhi's soul sea, and Wang Yizhi's soul body was lying on the ground, he was sleeping, as if he was in contact with the "Great Freedom Method" exercises for the first time.

It's just that this world is not peaceful, but it is pitch black, Wang Yizhi can only hear a woman full of vicissitudes, and he can barely tell that it is a woman communicating with him.

"What are you, what am I doing, I need to pay attention to you?"

The voice was full of arrogance and disdain, and did not take the end in his eyes.

"Roar Roar"

Mo Wei's handsome face became hideous, and in an instant, a terrifying head full of blood-red eyes appeared in Wang Yizhi's soul sea.

The roar came from the dense blood-red eyes, and the scene was extremely terrifying and weird.

"Chaos Beast"

The voice was terrified, and roared with visceral fear. It's a pity that it's too late, her ethereal consciousness has been locked by a terrifying force, and she can't move.

The head of the last little red eyeballs devoured wildly in all directions, but in an instant, the sound of horror disappeared.

"Damn, it's just a distraction from the remnant soul, a cunning human"

"He's famous~, be careful~~~"

The voice was choppy, anxious, mixed with sudden fear, and the voice was trembling, and finally disappeared.

"Brother Mowei, did you notice anything unusual just now?"

Soul Sea, Wang Yizhi couldn't help but ask when he saw that Mo had not appeared.

"No, I see that your soul body is fainting, and I'm afraid that you will go crazy, so I came out to check"

Mo Wei shook his head and sighed, and continued to himself as if he was thinking: What's going on?

"Just now a voice pulled my consciousness into a dark world, telling me that she was waiting for someone, as if she was asking for help"

In Wang Yizhi's impression, this kind of strange thing was the first time, and it was so terrifying that he could bring his divine consciousness to another world.

"It must be the obsession of some remnant soul"

Mo Wei said thoughtfully.

"He said a name, what was it, I didn't hear it clearly, and told me to be careful"

Wang Yizhi pursed his lips, told the whole story, and asked for Mowei's help.

"The Valley of the Falling Sun gathers countless remnant souls, many of which are powerful and obsessed after death, so you don't have to take it to heart."

Mo Wei comforted him twice, said no more, and his figure disappeared.

"Brother Mowei, I"

"Ah~"

Wang Yizhi also planned to discuss some more knowledge points of the remnant soul obsession with Mo Wei, but he was forcibly awakened by a sudden stinging pain.

"I Grass"

Di 11 interjections were borrowed very quickly, and this sentence that Wang Yizhi often sighed, he used it casually at the moment.

Hurriedly picked up Wang Yizhi beside him, flashed towards the open space in front of the inn, and took Wang Yizhi to the red glow, there is a kind of touching beauty under the early sun, this moment of the "Falling Sun Valley" is like a tray of the sun in the sky, and it is the first time that Di Eleven has seen the sun that cannot see the edge at this glance: too close, too close.

Di Eleven sighed: "There is no purer early sun than this!"

"Ahh

Wang Yizhi was still howling, and the meaning of pain did not change in any way with the arrival of the first sun.

"What's going on"

Di Yizhi wrapped Wang Yizhi with spiritual power to prevent his painful wailing from causing unnecessary trouble.

"Junior of the Titan clan, your friend's situation is not very optimistic, do you need the help of the old man?"

It was the innkeeper who spoke, a middle-aged uncle with a mediocre appearance and a little chubby.

"Meet the seniors" Di Shi was frightened by the sudden voice, turned around and saw the innkeeper, hurriedly saluted respectfully, and continued without saying anything: The senior's mind, the junior and the friend of the junior thanked the senior, but this involves his personal secret, and the junior is inconvenient to help.

The innkeeper glanced at him with a nervous face, and couldn't help wiping the ground eleven with no sweat on his forehead, and laughed twice, since he didn't need it, he naturally didn't need to stay, and his figure disappeared with a hearty laugh.

"Whew"

Wang Yizhi's eyes were white, panting, like a child rescued from drowning, except for pain and fear, he longed for air.

"Little Ancestor, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say that you would be fine when you saw Chu Yang?"

Di 11 hurriedly picked up Wang Yizhi, and while walking towards the inn, he did not forget to inquire about Wang Yizhi's physical condition with concern.

"I don't know, maybe I didn't catch up in the first place."

Wang Yi shook his body like a sequelae.

"Brother begs you something, don't tell me my family Lanlan, otherwise she will have to pick my skin"

"No, I'm just missing a thick fur coat"

Wang Yizhi smiled weakly.

Di Eleven nodded and sighed in his heart: It's still a stinky boy who is sensible.

"I found you had itchy skin"

Di Shi said, and the big paw grabbed Wang Yizhi's soft and delicate buttocks, until Wang Yizhi gently said in Di Yizhi's ear: I grass.

The two fought for a while, Wang Yizhi tentatively asked Di Eleven, the Titan clan ten thousand years ago, but there were clansmen who had the glory of the glory of their ancestors here, Di Eleven shook his head, saying that this "Falling Sun Valley" did not have the slightest bloodline call of their Titan clan, although the Titan clan has a long heritage, but they are all mediocre in qualifications, and there has been no existence that shocks the past and the present.

In the next few days, Wang Yizhi and they were on the road every day, and they encountered more and more pure-blooded spirit beasts along the way, and many spirit beasts were just a look, which made the eleventh and thirteenth beast kings tremble, that is, the spirit beasts and people here are very friendly to each other, this kind of friendliness is not pretending, nor is it a pretentiousness on the spot, but the kind of mutual respect that comes from within.

"Meet again, little ones"

The innkeeper who cultivated special exercises opened several inns along the way in the "Falling Sun Valley" according to his ability.

"Senior, this is the sixth family"

Among Wang Yi's three beasts, the relationship between Di Eleven and the innkeeper is the best, although for some reason, everyone can probably guess one or two, and these eighty percent have an inexplicable relationship with the Titans. Di Shi asked the reason, and the innkeeper just smiled and said nothing, although he didn't say it explicitly, but Di Shi and the others also understood, and even Mo Xiaoyao, who had always been honest, saw the problem.

The innkeeper shrugged his shoulders, smiled generously, looked at Wang Yizhi and said as if talking to himself: Really, don't you need help?

"The younger generation has a special reason, and there is no big problem, thank you for your concern"

In the past few days, no matter how early he took Wang Yizhi to absorb the early sun, Wang Yizhi was still wailing in pain on time, which Wang Yizhi wanted to ask for advice, but no matter how he called the other party, he couldn't get any response, and finally had to choose to accept his fate and bear it silently.

"Xiaoyi, how long will it be before we meet again?"

The dark night canvas, dotted with starlight, and the shimmering colorful glow of the cliffs on both sides as a foil, make the painting "Falling Sun Valley" so beautiful that it hits the soul.

Next to the windowsill of the inn, Mo Lan looked at the starry sky far away from the sky, and looked at the fact that there were strong people around him, and his expression became more and more complicated.

She didn't want Wang Yi to go to the unknown, cunning human-dominated world now. But he knows very well that in this terrifying existence like the "Falling Sun Valley", the demon spirit is desolate, and he has to live secretly, what can he do to ensure Wang Yizhi's safety, is it possible to live in the desert for the rest of his life?

"Soon, I'll be back soon"

Wang Yizhi doesn't know if he can come back alive, as powerful as here, any living creature has the strength to kill him, if he is not pleasing to the eye these days, it will become a luxury to even go out, and how to talk about coming back.

This is the cruelty of reality, Wang Yizhi understands it somewhat.