The sound of the river sounded in Mo Lai's ears, and Lan Hong helped Mo Lai to walk towards the end of the road, but there seemed to be no end here, only the sound of the river was getting louder and louder.

Here, the towering buildings are gradually disappearing, only a few low thatched huts are arranged irregularly, Mo looked at the ground, and found that the line that had been on the road, even if the horse's fire had not burned it, was now gradually beginning to blur.

"The people living there are all human beings from Fengdu, and there are some 'human' human beings. Lan Hong explained to Mo Lai, Mo looked at the grass huts, a pair of eyes were looking at the two of them, only the pair of eyes under the dim room was still a little bright, Mo Lai was very clear about that brilliance, the brilliance of domestic animals, just like a pig that eats and waits for death, every day obeys to get up to eat, eat and sleep, and the first thing that comes to mind when he sees the same kind is whether this guy will rob his "food" of the pig animal.

"They have been kept here for generations, and occasionally one or two gifted, better ones can be bought by the witches to become slaves, or they are favored by the big ghosts, and they are directly converted into ghost generals and ghost soldiers, and the people here are exactly what you think, they are treated as domestic animals, and when they are the happiest, they will be ... Lan Hong didn't continue, because there was no need to continue, a grass hut exploded, and a painful wail came from inside, and then a gust of wind blew through the grass hut, and the wailing disappeared.

The happiest time is to be killed, and it is the best time to be devoured by the ghosts in Fengdu, the ghost cultivation does not need aura, it needs yin qi and resentment, the bigger the better, the human beings here have long been planned, and that gust of yin wind is one of them or just a pawn.

"The vegetable market for the little ghosts, the ranch for the big ghosts. Mo Lai said lightly, he is not the girl who lacks roots, he will not work hard for these things that are not valuable to him, of course, that girl will not be like this, she will only think about the things she can't live with, in fact, she is a very selfish little girl, and she wants to protect the pure land left by the person in her heart.

Take the Wentian Sword Qi and slash at these thatched houses, and then kill those big ghosts who come to punish, he won't be like this, this won't be very handsome, just stupid, stupid and bubbling.

"I came to Fengdu a year ago. Lan Hong introduced herself.

"Year?" is Molai's question.

"Well, I have been to the cities under the management of several sects before, and I know that they uniformly stipulate that three hundred and sixty-five sunrises are one year, and every four years there are three hundred and sixty-six sunrises as one year. Lan Hong replied, the puppet behind him jolted, Mo Lai stumbled and almost fell, Mo Lai hurriedly grabbed Lan Hong's arm, he couldn't get it anymore, otherwise there was nothing in the first place, if it was a little more low, it would be fine!

Lan Hong stopped, her eyes fixed on the endless ahead, "It's here." ”

Mo looked at the increasingly blurred lines on the ground, and found that these blurred lines were broken in front of him, as if someone had cut it from there with a knife, and Mo Lai knew that just like the space here, he could see the real face when he stepped on.

The two of them stepped over together, and what greeted them was no longer a towering building, nor a thatched house, but a river, a river that did not have any waves but kept making the sound of rushing water, a blood-yellow color like countless mud and sand mixed with blood, and a river that was ten thousand feet wide.

There is nothing on the river, but there is a small grass shed by the river that looks like a melon shed, and the small grass shed is full of all kinds of vegetables and flowers, as well as a large vat, which accounts for half of the small grass shed; Mo Lai knows where the vegetables in Zheng Que's hand are bought, and there is a haystack next to it, and on the haystack, you can vaguely see that there is a thing lying inside, why do you want to say something, because Mo Lai doesn't know whether the other party is a human or a ghost.

"Hmm——。 ”

The nasal voice was very long, like the sound of a person who had just woken up struggling to get up, and then the thing on the haystack straightened up, good thing, it still had a waist, at least a human appearance, but then when he saw the thing clearly, Mo Lai couldn't help but swallow his saliva, probably an instinctive reaction of his body, Mo Lai's eyelids jumped involuntarily.

That thing was a person, a woman, a woman who was diametrically opposed to Lu Jiu somewhere.

The snow-white hair was knotted into a big braided and hung down to the woman's waist, and under the hair was a peerless face that was enough to amaze the world, and the woman was wearing a gray and black silk dress from her neck to the root of her thighs, and around her waist was wrapped a black and white rope that I don't know if it was one or two, and on the rope hung a stone that had obviously been struck many times.

And there was no cover on the white legs, not even boots, the woman stretched lazily, and the pair of "behemoths" on her chest that needed to be marked with effect sounds in the animation made Mo Lai's eyes stare at it, Mo Lai was sure that this was the biggest he had ever seen in his life, bigger than all the beauties in the world who were kept in the sect.

The woman yawned, and while using her beautiful face to put on a face that had just woken up and looked unhappy with anyone, she put her hand into the haystack and groped for something, and soon the woman groped for something, and took out a slender black-headed paulownia pipe that was smoking from a pile of haystacks, this woman was really a person of destiny who was not burned to death by herself, Mo Lai couldn't help but wonder, would Di Nuanshu drool when he saw her, and enshrined her as the symbol of the destiny of the Great Apocalypse?

The woman looked at the pipe, and naturally tapped it against the stone around her waist, knocking down a few bits of reddish soot and letting it fall naturally on the haystack.

"Hello officer, what do you buy?" the woman jumped down barefoot, stepped on the haystack, rubbed the corners of her eyes, held a pipe in her right hand, put her left hand under her chest, supported her right elbow, and after taking a puff, her coquettish red lips exhaled and said softly to Molai.

And Mo Lai's eyes never left from there from beginning to end, Mo Lai put his hand on his chest and scratched at the air, he suddenly understood Lu Jiu's mood when he looked down and saw his toes, why do I understand?! Mo Lai's heart was shocked! Then he felt the cold air bubbling all over his body, he was rarely a little scared now, afraid that he was still the same self now.

The woman walked up to the two of them, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her pupils were a little upward, she looked at Lu Jiu, and swept her chin with a faint pipe, Mo Lai didn't feel hot, on the contrary, he felt a little cool, no wonder it didn't burn in the haystack.

"Meng Zhi. The woman stood in front of Mo Lai and spoke slowly, and then Meng Zhi took Mo Lai's right hand and pulled him towards the small grass shed, leaving Lan Hong standing there in a daze.

Mo looked at the river, and after hearing Meng Zhi's self-introduction, Mo Lai had some speculation, "That, Sister Meng?

"No, I'm just a riverside vegetable seller who sells flowers by the way, not soup. Meng Zhi didn't wait for Mo Zhi to finish, so he directly interrupted him, and then threw Mo Lai on the haystack with a force, Mo Lai didn't figure it out only to see his hand being pulled by Meng Zhi, and the slender pipe knocked on Lu Jiu's slightly curved right arm, only to hear a click, Lu Jiu's curved right hand was straightened.

"It hurts!" Mo Lai shouted, Meng Zhi knocked a chestnut on Mo Lai's head, and then pulled Lu Jiu's dangling left hand over,

"Girl, isn't it just a straight bone, a broken limb, and a new skin? ”

With the constant clicking sound of his left arm, tears flowed from the corners of Mo Lai's eyes, and he looked at Meng Zhi aggrievedly, Sister, shouldn't that be a man?

Mo Lai wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, but after finding that his left and right hands couldn't move, he could only let the water drip away, Mo looked at Lan Hong, who was standing alone there, and involuntarily asked, "Why can't he come." ”

"Because I won't let him come. Meng Zhi rubbed Lu Jiu's left hand, put Lu Jiu's fingers into his mouth, and pulled out a wisp of transparent saliva, Mo Lai's face blushed, according to his age, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, even if he usually looks confident, it still can't change the fact that he is still a young man or a girl with strong blood.

Mo Lai wiped his head with a red face, and then the tears in the corners of his eyes completely flowed, because his finger was bitten by Meng Zhi, and he bit a hole, Mo Lai turned his face back again, and looked at Meng Zhi crying, who lifted the hair on the side of his face and spit saliva on the wound on Lu Jiu's finger, like an animal that healed his companions, relying on the only medicine called saliva.

After a while, Meng Zhi rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth, then rubbed his chin, while Mo Lai's arms lay weakly on the haystack, Mo Lai was very afraid of what the other party would do when he was seen by others, but the other party didn't do anything, resulting in a little disappointed contradictory expression.

Meng Zhi picked up the pipe from his waist, squatted in front of Mo Lai, continued to smoke, spit out a puff of cigarette, and said lightly, "My saliva can be regarded as the best elixir in Fengdu, bone repair, bruises and injuries are a matter of a few breaths, usually a piece costs tens of thousands and there is no market, today you are cheaper, you kid, you have to thank Xiao Qi'er and this body, otherwise, I will never do this to a man, understand?"

Mo looked at the pipe, and then stroked his hands that had begun to itch, thinking about the other party's saliva, Mo Lai couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, but Mo Lai still held back, since the other party said such a thing, it meant that he was seen by the other party.

"What is this place?What is the relationship between Tubo and you?What is the relationship between Zheng Que and you, can you use..."Mo Lai swallowed, feeling a little disgusting, so he changed the word, "You can treat me like that." ”

"Didn't the little finch tell you?" Meng Zhi glanced at Mo Lai, and then sat on the haystack next to Mo Lai, with his hands pressed on his chest, looking very proud, like a proud big rooster, with a red crown,

"Little Sparrow is my good son. ”