What could be more important in this world than eating?

Ink Dust couldn't think of it.

When he realized that he hadn't eaten lunch, the hunger pang was like a ferocious beast, crushing his sanity inch by inch.

Only then did he realize that he didn't really care about breakfast.

Touching his stomach, Mochen hurriedly came to the stove and served two bowls of vegetable soup and rice for himself.

Since returning from the Demon Spirit Diagram, he felt that his food had also increased a bit, which was also a sign that his body was gradually adapting and needed a lot of energy.

After gobbling up, Mo Chen wiped off the vegetable stains on his mouth and ran to Mo Hong.

Running all the way, through two patches of grass, and directly to the gate of the compound, Mochen excitedly knocked on the vermilion lacquer door: "Daddy, daddy, open the door quickly, I have something important." ”

This time, Mo Hong didn't let Mo Chen wait too long, and opened the courtyard door after a few breaths.

"What's wrong?" Mo Hong looked at Mo Chen suspiciously, shook his head and sighed.

Originally, he was waiting for Mo Chen's practice to be in place, so he went to him to answer his questions, but he didn't expect to see Mo Chen's fire running over in a blink of an eye, thinking that after he learned about the hard work of practicing martial arts, he was not interested and gave up.

Mo Hong doesn't blame Mo Chen.

The nature of teenagers is to be playful and lazy, which is normal. At the end of the day, it's just thinking too much.

Mo Chen saw Mo Hong's thoughts, and was a little proud at the moment, crossed his hands on his waist, straightened his chest and shouted at Mo Hong: "I have practiced the Tiger Roaring Thunder Palm Technique!"

There was silence.

The unexpected surprise did not appear, but Mo Hong rolled his eyes and knocked on Mo Chen's head with a cane.

"Get out of here!" Mo Hong ignored Mo Chen, and directly turned around and closed the courtyard door.

"Hey, Daddy, don't go, Daddy. Mo Chen couldn't help but cover his faintly red forehead, and began to knock heavily on the courtyard door again.

"You're not done. Mo Hongqi's forehead was bruised.

"I'll show you. Mo Chen was also angry, he didn't even enter the courtyard at the moment, and directly played a tiger roar at the door.

Unlike before, Mo Chen was extremely serious this time, and his mind calmed down almost instantly, and there was nothing else in his eyes.

He stood up and struck.

The feeling of his palms reappearing as the qi and blood in his whole body reappeared, and Mo Chen felt that his arms were faintly bulging, as if his muscles were filled with inexhaustible energy.

Seeing this situation, Mo Hong's originally impatient eyes immediately changed their looks, and they were even a little shocked.

He knew that the state of Mochen at this time was called cohesion, gathering the power of the whole body and a certain position, and then suddenly sending it out.

People who can achieve this realm are also rare among those so-called martial arts masters, and they are often forty or fifty years old.

These people do not have the qualifications to cultivate to the realm of soul refining, so they will continue to work hard in the physical realm to temper their physical bodies, so as to reach the realm of whole-body unity.

He didn't believe that it took Mo Chen less than two hours to cross the distance of forty or fifty years from others.

But when Mo Chen swung his first palm, his expression completely turned into horror.

"Roaring ......"

There seemed to be a hint of tiger cub roaring in the wind, and as the ink dust waved out with one palm, the wind rose in all directions, and all the flowers and plants not far in front of him turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Mochen didn't stop, as if he wanted to prove it to his father, he mustered up his strength again and waved his palm.

"Roaring ......"

There was another faint tiger roar, and even the soft mud on the ground was brought up by the wind.

Ink dust gasped for air.

Swinging two moves in a row, his face was oozing a trace of sweat, and his arms began to be sore, and they were all trembling a little.

"Daddy...... See, I succeeded!" Mochen wiped his sweat, and his little face was smug again.

"You come in with me. The surprise on Mo Hong's face was abnormal, but his heart was full of worry, Mo Chen could learn this set of palm techniques so quickly, he thought of the person who unlocked the meridian seal for Mo Chen.

Mo Chen didn't have any doubts, and followed Mo Chen directly into the house.

The two sat at the wooden table, and Mo Hong asked Mo Chen, "Tell me about Daddy, how did you learn this technique?"

Mo Chen didn't hesitate and told everything that happened.

Of course, whenever he wanted to talk about the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure and the Sun and Moon Enlightenment Spirit Sacred Law, he would involuntarily tear away the topic and say a seemingly impeccable reason, so that Mo Hong could not find a flaw, and in the end he could only believe that Mo Chen's qualifications were against the sky, so he learned this set of palm techniques so quickly.

"Hey......" Mo Hong sighed, raised his hand and stroked Mo Chen's face, his eyes full of love.

"What's wrong, Daddy?" Mo Chen was a little puzzled, he thought his father would be happy, but in fact Mo Hong was just sighing constantly.

"Nothing, just happy. Mo Hong withdrew his hand, just smiled and shook his head.

The father and son didn't have much to talk about, and after another small talk, Mochen walked out of the courtyard and walked towards Aunt Zhu's courtyard in the center of the village.

Mo Hong asked him to go to Aunt Zhu to get the good wine.

The life of the entire Sin Household Village remains the same.

When it's time to hunt, I still go hunting, and when it's time to farm, I farm the land, although the village is not big, but everyone lives a self-sufficient life, and the life is leisurely.

It was already afternoon, and it had just drizzled on the dirt road, and the ground was wet and reflected in a faint light.

Mochen exhaled, and as soon as his breath came out, it turned white and slowly dispersed.

"Why is it so cold? Blame the weather. Mo Chen rubbed his hands, and the cold around him seemed to be stabbing into his body, making his whole body tremble slightly.

Behind the dilapidated wall on the side, a figure in a graceful posture was using a concealment method, hiding inside, carefully observing Mo Chen's every move.

This person is Di Mengqing, who was seriously injured by the power of the huge mask in the sea of trees before, and was in a coma for a day and a night before she woke up.

didn't bother to go up to recuperate carefully, Di Mengqing directly took an emergency healing pill, and came to the village alone, and finally found the trace of Mochen.

"There is still no sign of the soul of the head of the house. Di Mengqing's face was pale, and she held a pure black jade in her left hand, as if she could detect special soul fluctuations. It's just that this black jade didn't move at this time, it was as cold as a stubborn stone.

"This is not a normal phenomenon, is the head of the family dissatisfied with the young man's body?What is the last spiritual light that I saw that day?" Di Mengqing's face was covered in cold sweat, both because of the severe pain caused by the attack of the injuries in her body, and also because of the fear of the three huge masks.

She could be sure that if she didn't produce the proper results the next time she was summoned, she would definitely die!

Thinking of this, Di Mengqing didn't stop, slowly leaning on the shadows of various buildings, hiding his body while following closely behind Mo Chen, observing if there was anything abnormal.

She was confident that as long as she didn't take the initiative to show her traces, the people in the entire sin household village would not find her traces.

Gradually, Mochen slowly passed through a large compound, and then turned towards an alley in the shadows of the street.

Di Mengqing also immediately followed, took three steps and made two steps, and walked over quickly.

"Huh?"

Following the corner into the alley, Di Mengqing's footsteps paused abruptly.

This alley is actually a dead end!

It was empty, there was no ink dust, not even a living thing.

Her eyes narrowed, she slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, and pulled out the dagger hidden inside, and the whole person was already slightly alert.

She scrutinized the dead end from beginning to end, from left to right.

This cul-de-sac, only a few feet long, was flanked on both sides by a wall of earth cemented with loess, and at the end it was blocked by a black wall that looked a little old, covered with blood-red graffiti, and there was nothing to be seen.

"There's no secret door on the wall, where is that stinky boy......?"

Di Mengqing recalled repeatedly, and clearly remembered that Mochen walked into this alley alley.

Seeing that the search was fruitless, she retreated and saw that there were inexplicably more children on the side of the road who were still chasing and playing.

These children are dressed relatively plainly, and they seem to be ordinary children.

Di Mengqing ignored it and continued to sneak forward, wanting to find the traces of ink dust again.

"Big sister, is it okay to ask you something?"

Suddenly, a little girl struck up a conversation with her.

Di Mengqing was a little stunned, and didn't react for a while.

This little girl with two ponytails, less than ten years old, her face is flushed, Xu is often playing on the street, and she is not afraid of strangers, and asked generously: "Big sister, do you believe that there is a true God in this world?"

"True God?" Listening to the little girl's question, Di Mengqing was even more incomprehensible, and her whole thoughts seemed to be short-circuited.

"Big sister, don't you believe that there is a true god in this world?"

At this time, the rest of the children also ran over to echo him.

"Hee-hee, this big sister is so stupid. ”

"Why don't you even know the true God, it's shameful, it's shameful. ”

A group of little ones started laughing again as they talked.

Before Di Mengqing could recover from it, she looked down at her figure, but found that her concealment method was still there.

"I ask you ......"

Di Mengqing raised her head, and her voice stopped abruptly.

The children around her, I don't know when, all disappeared.

The surrounding streets looked deserted, empty, and empty.

Not even a hint of anger.

The noise of children disappeared in an instant, and it stands to reason that it is impossible for children of this age to be so tacit, and all of them disappeared silently.

Di Mengqing is confident, he is also a monk in the realm of spirit and heart, and he is extremely proficient in listening to sound and distinguishing positions with one hand, but even so, he didn't even notice the sound of a few children leaving.

Looking at the barren and dead streets, she shuddered, decided not to do this, and continued to sneak forward quickly.

Suddenly, she paused, and jerked her head sideways to look behind her. Just now, as if she felt something furry, she touched the side of her hand slightly.

Looking back, the street was still quiet, there was nothing, and the shadows of the light were slowly moving along the ground.

Cold sweat seeped out of her skin again, Di Mengqing couldn't care about sneaking anymore, and strode forward, her heart became more and more panicked, and her fast-beating heart was almost about to burst.

"It's okay...... It's okay......" She was reassuring herself, muttering under her breath.

It's just that she didn't know that a girl in black with long shawl hair and a miserable white face was tightly glued to her back. The two moved back to back, just like that.

The girl was tilting her head, her eyes were dripping with blood, and she leaned her long hair tightly against Di Mengqing's back, humming an unknown nursery rhyme.

There was no unwillingness, no panic, no fear, only infinite despair.

It makes people feel the despair and unfathomable fear that penetrates into the bone marrow.

As if the heart was devoured by darkness and collapsed, as if the person who had witnessed the end of his fate was singing a mourning song to the heavens and the earth with a tone that soothed the baby to sleep.

What kind of scene did she see in her miserable eyes?

Nobody knows.

The same is true of Di Mengqing.

From the moment the girl began to sing, her eyes instantly turned pale, and the whole person was like a walking corpse, twisted and weird, walking in the middle of the street.

"The true God is coming...... All things will eventually witness the true ...... heaven and earth"

A cold and hoarse voice sounded in Di Mengqing's ears, and at this time, in her eyes, there was only the world that had ended......

That night, Mo Hong came to Mo Chen's courtyard with a frightened face.

"Dust, Moon......"

Mo Hong's words were not finished, because he found Mo Chen sitting upright on the ground.

He didn't cultivate, but instead raised his head in horror and stared at the bright moon in the sky.

He saw it too.

In the midst of that bright moon, there was a small crack that was slowly expanding, and the bright red light was as bright as blood, struggling, tearing, crawling out of the gap, and the clouds around it were dyed purple......