"Little Fifth Brother, look at the Crazy Pen Zhai...... Yan Yiyi said pointing in the direction of the Crazy Pen Zhai.

Mo Ying said: "It should be because of me again!"

He only looked at it for a few seconds, then turned around and left, his eyes only had the direction of the Yaowu Mountain, since he was passing by the crazy Bizhai, it must not be too far from the Yaoyao Mountain.

He believed that as long as he persevered for a while, the words of Master Zhuge Wenwu and Uncle Crazy Writing Scholar showed that although the holy land in the Medicineless Mountain was extremely dangerous, it also had to break through, which was his only hope for practicing revenge.

He paused, looked up, and the night was getting darker, which should be a sign before dawn. He looked up at the night sky again, the stars were shining with a little cold light, and he told himself that this was not his world, what he needed was the dawn and the light of the sun.

His eyes were steadfast, and he flew through his feet.

After about half an hour, the sky had gradually turned white, and the morning light that seemed to have not yet woken up made people feel a little lazy, and in the haze, he suddenly saw three words written on a huge mountain rock: Yaowu Mountain.

"Shirts, we're here, we're here at the Medicineless Mountain!" shouted Ink Shadow, his voice filled with excitement.

"Yes, here we are!" The shirt shouted happily.

Ink Shadow stretched out his hand and pressed it against the huge rock, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if the rock carried all his dreams.

He opened his eyes and found that under the three big characters of "No Medicine Mountain", there was a row of small characters:

Advise the king not to move forward,

There is no medicine and no one in the mountains.

There is no one to cross the stone to the front shore,

to covet and save your precious life.

Mo Ying read it out casually, frightened the shirt beside him and shook his head and said: "Xiao Wu, if you go here, you will die, it seems that the rumors are true, no one can enter this medicine-free mountain, and come out alive." ”

Mo Ying was silent, and his brows were also tightened, staring at the poem intently.

Mo Ying whispered, reading this poem over and over again, and said for a long time: "Breaking poems, breaking stones, just breaking people's hopes?"

He looked back at the mountains around him, and happened to see two pure white cranes flying in the air, sometimes flying side by side, sometimes one after the other, sometimes flying separately, and then turning back and hovering in the air.

Mo Ying was suddenly stunned, and when he looked at the poem again, a sly smile appeared on his face, he looked at Yan Yishan and said, "Shirt, what do you think is the first word of these four sentences?

Yan Yishan took a closer look and read: "Persuade Jun to pass, pedestrians are dead." Ahh ”

Mo Ying smiled and said: "This poem is reminding those who are greedy not to go in, otherwise they will die, saying that there is nothing you want in the mountains." But it is inconsistent, the word "Jun" in the poem should refer to the mountain and the person, that is, to persuade the king to go over. ”

After Mo Ying finished speaking, Yan Yishan asked, "What about the latter sentence? Doesn't this mean that the person who enters is dead?"

Mo Ying smiled again and said: "Pedestrians are dead, I guess it's here, not in the mountains, with the previous sentence, it's the people who are dying when they get here, please come over." ”

"Ah, can you still understand it like this? I can't explain it, little fifth brother!" said Yan Shirt, still worried as she spoke.

"Needless to say, everyone understands what makes sense. Something that doesn't make sense is a thing, just like my ink shadow, do you make sense? Growing up in Luoyang City, the palace can enter and exit freely, who would have thought that the hands and feet on the broken cliff were all wasted, and I also became friends with Chiying!"

Yan shirt was completely defeated by the ink shadow, and every day she didn't know what she was thinking about in her head, Meimu glared at the ink shadow and said, "Don't go!"

"Ahh

"Scared!" said the shirt.

"I'm not afraid!" said Moying.

"I'm afraid!" said Yan Shirt and turned to leave. She told herself: "I can die, but you can't, in case you misunderstand, you will become a hatred for eternity." ”

Unexpectedly, Mo Ying raised his hand and grabbed her slender hand, pulled it back, Yan Yi didn't pay attention, she had already fallen into Mo Ying's arms, Mo Ying didn't say a word, her lips came up, pecked lightly, and then parted, and then said, "Are you still afraid?"

Yan Yishan stared at her clear eyes and said, "Don't be afraid, but you can't go in." ”

"The master said that it is feasible in the medicine-free mountain!" Moying had no choice but to move out of the master and press her, although he knew the heart of the shirt, but if he did not enter the medicine-free mountain, he would not practice?

Just when the two of them were talking to each other, suddenly a voice came from deep in the mountains: "You're afraid, it's right to be afraid, how many years has no one come to send blood refining medicine?"

"Huh!

"Then go back and forth!"

The two of them were stunned at the same time, their faces were terrified, who was this voice? Why did they say that they were talking to themselves? Are you crazy?

"Yes, you guys, get back, the fresh human blood is mine after the stone tablet. ”

Yan Shirt suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body, and she ducked into Mo Ying's arms, completely forgetting that she was still a cultivator who had passed the realm of knowing her fate.

"Don't be afraid, this drug-free mountain is full of weirdness, I'll ask!"

"Who are you, why are you so mysterious?" exclaimed Ink Shadow.

But no one answered his feeble question, which was like why the waves of a lake hit, and the valley became eerily quiet again, and the occasional neighing of birds and insects sounded all around, which frightened the valley.

Even when the first rays of the morning sun shone on the valley, it didn't make this weirdness weaken a little.

"Fifth brother, you can't go to this medicine-free mountain!" said Yan Yiyi in Mo Ying's arms.

Mo Ying said: "Well, why don't you just wait for me here, I'll go in along this path first, and if there is a way, I'll turn back and pick you up?"

Seeing that she couldn't say that she couldn't move the ink shadow, Yan Yiyi immediately felt a heart, and said: "Forget it, since Master ordered me to go together, I must go together, anyway, we live and die together, and there is nothing to worry about." ”

After the ink shadow let out a "hmm!" in his nose, the two of them got up and walked towards the mountains and forests.

The deeper you go, the more ghostly the forest becomes, keeping people on high alert at all times.

After a while, the dense woods completely block the sunlight and become more and more gloomy, and the air is filled with the unique smell of deep mountain old forests, and the smell of rotten branches and mud is mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers, floating in the air, making people feel heavy.

In order not to make Yan Shirt afraid, Mo Ying walked beside her, holding his arm with his hand, and talking to her from time to time.

"It's okay, it's much better than the Broken Mountain Cliff, by the way, can I ask you a question?"

"Hmm!" replied softly. As if he was afraid of provoking something in this mountain forest.

"Why didn't the master mention your background? You never told me about your background. Ink Shadow asked.

The shirt replied: "I only heard from the master that my family was killed, but I can't remember, the master said, maybe it's okay, there is too much hatred and concern less." ”

It was the first time that Mo Ying had heard the shirt talk about her life experience, no one dared to ask about this in the other mountains, and no one dared to mention it, the master only said: "Everything has a fixed number, just don't deliberately pursue it." ”

Thinking of this, Mo Ying stopped and looked at Yan Shirt and said, "Shirt is the happiest, if you think of something one day, remember to tell Senior Brother, I will help you kill him!"

"Well, I believe in Fifth Brother!" Yan Shirt believes that Mo Ying can do what he says.

But as soon as her words fell, flocks of birds suddenly startled in the forest and hissed away into the air. The sudden disturbance startled the shirts.

"It's fine, just a few birds. Ink Shadow said.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a strange sound from the bottom of the mountain, like a beast through the forest, like a python crossing the grass, and the sound was getting closer and closer, closer and closer......

Mo Ying's ears moved, and he immediately said, "Protect yourself and don't move." ”

As he spoke, he quickly climbed a tree and smelled the sound. I saw a dragon-like python about three feet long, rushing towards me, and looking at it, it was glowing with boundless anger.

As he got closer, Mo Ying could see clearly, this guy was three feet long, his body was as thick as a bucket, he looked like a dragon, but he had no horns, his blue back was covered with colorful scales, his four feet were as strong as the oars of a rowing boat, and his tail was covered with hard fleshy spines.

Mo Ying said in his heart: "It's not good! This is the dragon recorded in the ancient books, it is extremely ferocious, it seems that this medicineless mountain is really as the senior brother said, although it is a holy mountain, but no one can enter it for hundreds of years!"

Mo Ying tightened his brows, his heart flashed, it is better to wait for death than to hit the luck, fight! Immediately flew down the tree, put his hands into his arms, and saw that he was holding four flying knives in his left and right hands, and the flying knives were shining with a terrifying cold glow in this gloomy forest.

The "Xuanbu Phantom" was quickly cast under his feet, and it was ten zhang away in the blink of an eye.

Near, closer......

Mo Ying thought silently in his heart, when he was about a foot away from the dragon, the rapidly moving figure suddenly tiptoed, and the whole body quickly rose, and then with a wave of his right hand, four flying knives shot out in an instant, shooting towards the dragon's head, eyes, neck, and body.

Ink Shadow is confident in his own technique and accuracy in making throwing knives.

Especially in his hand, he was holding the "Little Dark Knife" given by the fourth senior brother before going down the mountain.

He was confident enough to injure this murderous carnivore.

Unexpectedly, this dragon seemed to have been prepared, but when it twisted its head and turned its body, it dodged two knives. Then his body shrank instantly, paused for a second, and dodged another knife. The other knife just grazed his scales, made a "jingle bell" sound, and fell to the ground.

In the next second, it angrily attacked the ink shadow.

Ink Shadow saw its gaping mouth, full of sharp fangs, enough to swallow itself instantly.

As soon as his eyes tightened, the figure of the ink shadow that was about to land on the ground twisted in the air, fell sharply to the side, rolled with the momentum, and then retreated, turned around and ran towards a big tree, his body was vertical, and his right hand grabbed on the big tree, and the person was already as high as a spirit monkey.

With a wave of his left hand, the four "Little Dark Knives" were as fast as lightning, shooting towards the Jiaolong, and it was about to hit the Jiaolong, but who expected that its body twisted, and its tail swept towards the side of the ink shadow, blocking a few "Little Dark Knives" with a few crisp sounds, and falling towards the ground.

And the sweeping tail did not stop, and the "bang" sound was already hit in the center of the trunk.

Mo Ying only felt that the sky was spinning, and his eyes were black. Subconsciously, a "wolf column" grabbed a dead branch with his right hand. As soon as it was broken, the dead branch was broken, and the person fell, and the ink shadow suddenly twisted his body, forcibly turned around in the air, kicked his feet on the trunk of the tree, and stabbed towards the dragon.

Although this dragon is extremely fierce, it lacks human wisdom after all.

It's too late, it's too soon. By the time the dragon twisted its body again, trying to dodge the Ink Shadow's dangerous victory, it was too late.

I could only hear a cry of pain in its throat, and it turned its head and rushed in the direction of the shirt, and the ink shadow wanted to help, but it was too late, so he had to shout loudly: "Shirt and shirt!"