"Whew!"

The long sword fell to the ground, and a man and a demon came down from above.

As soon as he landed, Mi Yan was worried again, and said, "Where should we go to cut wood?"

"When they're gone, we'll go in and get the wood out. Ji Mo said.

"They?" Mi Liang looked at the wolves that stopped in the forest a few hundred meters away, and said, "No one knows the thoughts of the demonic beasts, what if they don't plan to leave?"

"Then go somewhere else and cut down trees. ”

"It's okay, after all, you can't get those big logs out when you go in. Mi Yan sat on the ground and said, "Let's rest for a while, you should be very tired." ”

"Actually, I'm not tired. Ji Mo patted his chest like a child and said.

After that, he slapped his butt next to the rice scales, picked up a piece of grass similar to a dog's tail grass and put it in his mouth, looking very pleasant.

"Jun Luo! This can't be eaten!"

As soon as Mi Yan turned around and saw Ji Mo pulling up the grass on the ground and holding it in his mouth, he instantly became anxious, what Ji Mo pulled out was not ordinary grass, but the trap grass in this place.

The so-called trap grass is a kind of grass that contains the breath of the demon seed, this kind of thing is poisonous, but it cannot poison people through the skin of the body, but if you put this grass in the mouth, then this kind of magic poison will enter the body!

Although the poison of this grass is not life-threatening, once the demon poison enters the body, then the creature that is entered will go crazy for a period of time, as little as three days and more than half a year!

Mi Liang didn't want Ji Mo to go crazy now, there were wolves a few hundred meters away! Although they stopped chasing for the time being, who knows if they would suddenly pounce again?

But the movement of the rice scale was slow after all, because Ji Mo had been holding it in her mouth for a while, and when she took it down, the poison of the trap grass had already melted into Ke Ji Mo's saliva.

"Junluo, spit it out!" Mi Liang immediately shouted.

"Huh?" Ji Mo was stunned.

"Spit on you!"

"Why? It's not a kid again, spitting something. Ji Mo looked at Mi Scale, with a look of disdain, as if to say Rice Scale, you are not small.

"Don't talk!

"I don't want to ......" Ji Mo didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly his brain was dizzy, his eyes began to wander, he couldn't see things clearly, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Junluo, Junluo, you can't faint!" shouted Mi Scale, who immediately shook his body.

Just as the rice scales shook Ji Mo, Ji Mo's hand suddenly grabbed his chest fiercely, and this grasp was very forceful, and there was a muffled sound.

"Shhh

Zimo's expression became painful, and he suddenly tore the patient gown from his chest with force.

Seeing him suddenly tear apart, Mi Scale's pretty face couldn't help but blush, he had long heard that the monsters who touched the trap grass poison would go crazy for a while, but Mi Scal had never heard of taking off his clothes after being poisoned!

"Hey, what are you doing, put it on!" Mi Liang immediately tried to stop him, but Ji Mo's strength was so strong that she couldn't screw him.

"Shhh

Ji Mo's upper clothes were suddenly torn off by himself, revealing a very thin body, although this body was thin, but there were many wounds on it, and every scar was shocking! Just by looking at the appearance of the scar, you can know how deep this wound is.

Mi Liang looked at his full body, her originally pretty red face suddenly froze, and she only had one question in her heart - what had he been through?

The clothes were torn apart, and Ji Mo's hand was on his chest, and there was a black mark on his chest, which was actually more like a ball of ink than a mark, because it was very black and messy.

"What is this?" Mi Liang couldn't help but frown as he looked at the black mass on his chest.

At this time, Ji Mo's mind was already very chaotic, and his body was in great pain.

"Where is this ......?"

In Ji Mo's consciousness, he stood alone in a pitch-black world, seeing nothing but the pitch-black world.

The world was somewhat familiar to him, and his brain suddenly remembered something, something that had once been him.

"Magic Spring...... Magic Spring...... Yes, it's the Demon Spring!"

Ji Mo finally remembered what this place was, yes, it was in the body of the Demon Spring! Before he lost his memory, Ji Mo's consciousness had been sucked into the body by the Demon Spring many times, and the body of the Demon Spring was like this, pitch black and boundless.

"Aren't you dead yet!"

Ji Mo's voice suddenly became cold, and he didn't have the stupid appearance of his ancestors, because of the revival of some memories, his personality also underwent some changes, but these changes only appeared when facing the Demon Spring.

After a while, Ji Mo's own voice was disposed of, and there was no sound at all.

"Demon Spring!

In the empty space, he was the only one who asked, and there was still no other sound.

Ji Mo knows the character of the Demon Spring, as long as it exists, then after seeing himself, he must not torture himself, then he will tempt himself to go to the main hall to help it get the inheritance, anyway, the Demon Spring will not be so quiet anyway.

"Absent? or ...... Dead?"

Among the memories that Jimo had just regained were some scenes on the sea.

The sun shines on the sea, the yang soul surrounds him through the sea, and inexplicable flames surround him, his eyes are hot, his hair grows wildly, and his back hurts......

There was also the sound of the Demon Spring screaming madly in his ears:

"How is it possible! How is it possible! Why does he still have a yang soul when he is obviously dead!"

"What is this! How can there be a sun! How could he have a sun! Impossible! Impossible!"

"Golden-eyed and white-haired...... Isn't this the first to disappear in front of tens of thousands! Why is it here!? Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Ah!!h

......

At that time, with the last scream of the Demon Spring, Ji Mo saw a cloud of black gas rise from his chest, which was the soul of the Demon Spring, which floated in the water for a while, and finally turned into nothing, and his soul flew away.

"Magic Spring...... Already dead?" Ji Mo frowned, and said to himself incomprehensibly: "Since I am dead, why is there still this space, why is my body still tortured?"

Just when he was extremely puzzled, the space around him suddenly writhed, writhing and growing, and finally twisted, like a huge whirlpool, and when his eyes touched it, there was a sense of soul being sucked.

"This ...... And what?"

Ji Mo's body began to involuntarily move forward, forward, and finally stepped into this black whirlpool, and when he stepped into the whirlpool, Ji Mo's consciousness was once again gone.

......

"Jun Luo, wake up!"

Mi Liang was still shaking Ji Mo while looking at the wolves in the distance with wary eyes.

At this moment, suddenly, Ji Mo's eyes opened, and he slowly sat up from the ground.

Mi Liang felt that he had regained his mobility, and she wanted to pull Ji Mo up and run immediately, but as soon as she turned around, she saw that Ji Mo's eyes were full of blood, his pupils were red, the whites of his eyes had turned black, and there was a blood-red scar hanging from the corner of his eye, which was very long and dazzling.

"Junluo, you...... What's wrong?" Mi Liang looked at him like this, frightened, and asked cautiously, hoping that Ji Mo would understand his words.

As if he hadn't heard her words, Ji Mo slowly stood up from the ground, his black blood eyes staring at the wolves a few hundred meters in front of him, his mouth slightly open.

"Good...... I'm so hungry......"

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