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"Why, time... It's been so long, why am I... I still don't understand why it is..."

When the stone gate was integrated into the body of ant ink, he looked up at the sky alone, leaving six lines of tears, and said unwillingly.

It was a childlike voice, crisp and loud. Merely.. In it, there is a deep sense of exhaustion.

··· Although according to its common sense, if the demon beast wants to speak to others, it needs to at least expand the sea's cultivation. And the demon beast, if you want to turn into a human form... Then the requirements are even more high, and the cultivation of the Shattered Void Realm must be required to be sufficient...

And the current ant ink is just the strength to shake the mountain and open the door, but... He said it well, but he did it successfully.

If this is not a talent, it will inevitably overturn a storm, and it is inevitable that there will be some monks who have cultivated to a powerful level, who want to arrest him and carry out some unsightly 'research experiments'.

It's just that Ant Mo doesn't know that there are so many in this world.

···“ Brother Hongyeol... Sister Piao-dye... I've missed you so much..."

He bowed down, curled up into a small ball, and whispered.

Although, he now has the supernatural powers of a human being, but... But now, as usual, he maintains the body of the main ant, and has not been transformed.

“··· It's so cold..."

Ant Mo closed his eyes and muttered softly, whether he had been meditating, resting, or flying in the last few months. The wind and snow will be on his body, covering him with layers of thick frost clothes, the old goes, and the new comes, so that he can linger no matter how he plays.

Honglie raised his head and glanced up at the staggered sun and moon in the sky, now, in his heart... Once again, he was nostalgic for his former life.

In front of the warm fire... In the arms of Piaoran...

He closed his eyes and slowly fell into a deep sleep, or...

It's for the dreams, and the things he loves... Let's meet again again.

··· Soon after the ant ink curled into a ball and fell asleep, several jackals hiding in the shadows all looked at the ant ink with greedy eyes.

Between the corners of his mouth, which was constantly drooling, all the jackals all laughed.

There were four or five jackals in a row, and with very subtle movements, they gradually lurked beside Ant Mo, and their movements were very slight, so that when the branches that fell on the ground touched them, they did not make the slightest sound, as if they 'did not exist'.

These jackals have pale blue hair on each other, and at their skulls, they all have a pair of large eyeballs that are disproportionate to their bodies, so that one face, and even nearly half of the area, are filled with two huge eyeballs.

The jackals first looked at the ant ink who was still asleep, and after confirming that it was correct, they looked at each other a few times before Yu Yu laughed a few times.

··· And with the 'smile' of a jackal, its expression turned solemn in an instant, they are all demon beasts, although their cultivation is not very high, but...

When besieging other mountain-shaking demon beasts, in the decades of their lives, they have never had even one defeat, and if they can use sneak attacks, they will use sneak attacks, and if they can avoid fighting, then they will avoid fighting. And that's what these jackals are all about!

··· Accompanied by a jackal, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Ant Mo's trident-like buttocks, the rest of the jackals overturned Ant Mo's body in an instant, and bit Yu Ant Mo's abdomen and neck in turn, and moved when the other party fell asleep, which is what they are best at, in addition, between their hairs, they will also secrete a hypnotic powder.

With the powder transmitted into the air, its opponent will also be sleepy if intentionally or unintentionally... And then, that's when they act!

··· And ant ink, the moment it was bitten, it didn't wake up from its sleep immediately, but just... Silent in dreams, silent in... In the past...

And until... The picture in it has changed from warm to a bloody hell....

He saw that Piaoran was blown away by a blow, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't know where he was...

He saw that Honglie was grabbed by countless tentacles, and in the angry roar, he was torn apart...

He saw that the head was lying in a pool of blood, with the corners of its mouth opening weakly, and he didn't know what to say...

··· At the end, he saw himself surrounded by countless tentacles, devoured alive in a pile of flesh and blood...

Ant Mo was confused, leaving six lines of tears, in fact, this kind of nightmare, he is not the first time to dream of this kind of nightmare, in recent months, he has dreamed many, many...

Perhaps it was because the grief in his heart was too strong, which also caused him to wake up, and he didn't find that a few jackals were still biting his body.

And with a stinging pain, Ant Mozi screamed out, and the blood flashed, leaving only a piece of blood in his eyes.

··· It was an ant-foot, torn apart by one of the jackals, and bright red blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and in the same way, all over its eyes.

Ant Mo subconsciously, roared angrily, bent the five surviving ant feet violently, and then shot into the air with the silver spear, stabbing at the surroundings.

Although many jackals have reacted to Ant Mo's attack, among them, there is still an old jackal that is slightly old, and is slightly sluggish in the process of dodging. For a time, the blood rained down, the neck was penetrating, and the heavenly spirit came out.

This blow killed him with one blow, although Ant Mo had never taken the initiative to kill before him, and even more, his food was only the fruit of the tree.

However, under this instinctive blow, a jackal whose cultivation was comparable to the peak of shaking the mountain and opening the door, and even stepped into the realm of the closed door with only one step, was instantly killed by the ant ink and died!

And the rest of the jackals who survived under the ant ink foot gun looked at the ant ink and their companions with jealousy. The blow, so fast that they couldn't see it at all.

But... In just half a ring, such emotions turned into anger, and jealousy...

The old wolf, who was weak, was their father. And they, because of the anger of their companions, stood up completely at this moment, glaring at Ant Mo angrily.

Although it was the ant ink that they were born to attack first, in their eyes, it was just a 'predation' to obtain food and an opportunity to reach a higher level of cultivation.

··· After the ant Mo woke up, he first glanced at Yu lightly, and then the broken ant foot, and then the flute was fluted, until a long time had passed, and then Yu said slowly:

"Is it a dream..."