In the deepest part of the martial arts arena forest, a young man covered in golden light was meditating cross-legged. He has waist-length black hair, a resolute countenance, and a long scar on the left side of his cheek.

"It's been seven years, and it's been seven years since I started on my own. ”

Mo Xiaolou slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the dappled sunlight sprinkled through the cracks in the branches, and couldn't help but sigh. Now, his cultivation has risen sharply, and the aura of fireworks on his body is getting weaker and weaker, but his longing for his mother has not weakened by half a point.

In the past seven years, the Song state has been defeated and retreated, and a large number of northern territories have fallen, and in this war, the Northern Qi army behaved extremely brutally, as if they did not want mountains and rivers land, but simple killing, and produced hatred.

Mo Xiaolou had repeatedly wanted to enter the military camp of the Northern Qi Dynasty and kill all the beasts who killed people without blinking, or simply rushed into the palace of the Northern Qi Dynasty and cut off the head of their dog emperor.

Whenever this happens, Mo Xiaolou tries his best to suppress his impulse. After all, he is no longer a mortal, and this kind of slaughter of mortals has no meaning.

Over the years, although the army and the people of the Song State were united, the army of the Northern Qi Dynasty had never been defeated. Therefore, Mo Xiaolou also doubted whether there was any power from the Xiuzhen Realm secretly helping the Northern Qi royal family, but he did not find anything unusual about Shangguan Hong's uncle and nephew through observation. The most important thing is that if things were really strange, then Master Zhao Yu would probably have done it a long time ago.

Thinking of his master, Mo Xiaolou was puzzled again, in the past seven years, his master has always been in retreat, Mo Xiaolou has seen Zhao Yu twice, and each time he met in a very hurry, except for telling himself to practice diligently, the master doesn't seem to have much to say.

So much so that Mo Xiaolou once thought that Shizun didn't like him as an apprentice, but Shizun was Shizun after all, and Zhao Yu had the grace of rebirth and reinvention for him, so in Mo Xiaolou's heart, his respect for Zhao Yu had never been reduced by half a point.

Since Shizun didn't have anything to tell him, Mo Xiaolou was also idle, and he would stay in the dense forest in the valley for many years to practice the exercises. There are two reasons, one is because there are many demon beasts in this valley, and there are many types of these demon beasts, all levels, which are especially suitable for cultivators to increase their actual combat experience.

Another more important reason is that since breaking through the fusion period, the pure yang power in Mo Xiaolou's dantian has increased by several orders of magnitude, and when he runs the rune pattern exercise again, not only will there be performance in the meridians, but even a large number of golden runes will emerge on the surface of the body, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, Mo Xiaolou has to cultivate in this deep valley.

"Whew~!"

An earth-shattering roar interrupted Mo Xiaolou, who was cultivating.

The owner of this voice was no stranger to Mo Xiaolou, it was a black-ridged centipede nearly 100 meters long. This black-ridged centipede is a ninth-level demon beast, and it is one of the strongest demon beasts in this valley.

As early as three years ago, when he had just broken through the fusion period, Mo Xiaolou had encountered this behemoth in a swamp deep in the dense forest. At that time, this guy was chasing after Mo Xiaolou, even if he ran fast, he almost died in the huge mouth of the black-ridged centipede.

In the time that followed, Mo Xiaolou had encountered the Black-Ridged Centipede a few more times, but as his cultivation grew, he was not as embarrassed as the first time. Although this black-ridged centipede belonged to a ninth-level demon beast, which was equivalent to the strength of the early stage of the human Jindan, Mo Xiaolou found that as long as he used the rune technique with all his strength, it would still shake this guy's perverted defense under a single blow, at least it could make him feel pain.

Since this behemoth was covered in a jet-black carapace, no matter how Mo Xiaolou attacked with all his strength, the result could only make the other party feel pain, but it could not hurt half of it.

Over time, Mo Xiaolou found that this black-ridged centipede was simply his perfect mobile sandbag.

"How could this guy be so manic today?

Mo Xiaolou simply judged the direction and quickly flew over.

It is said that Situ Jing has been following Su Zhuangya and flying forward, seeing that the sunlight above his head is gradually thinning, and the trees on both sides are getting taller and taller, Situ Jing's heart is also nervous.

"Senior Sister Zhuang Ya, stop and stop chasing, it's too dangerous here!"

Situ Jing anxiously shouted at Su Zhuangya in front of him, but the other party did not stop.

"Senior Sister Situ, you go back first! I must chase that piece of warm jade back!" Su Zhuangya didn't look back, and continued to fly forward.

When she came to a swamp, Su Zhuangya suddenly stopped, and Situ Jing hurriedly came to her and said:

"Senior Sister Zhuang Ya, come with me, don't chase after you, after your mind goes back, I will personally convey it to Senior Brother Mo....."

Worried that the other party would run again, Situ Jing grabbed Su Zhuangya's arm and was about to pull her away from here, but saw Su Zhuangya put her finger to her lips and made a silent gesture to herself.

Following Su Zhuangya's gaze, Situ Jing found that there was a fluffy thing not far ahead.

After careful observation, it was found that it was a little wolf, the little guy was snow-white, and there was a golden pattern on his forehead, and at this moment it was staring at the two of them fiercely, grinning and roaring angrily.

Behind the wolf cub was a huge swamp with rotting bones scattered and emitting a strong fishy smell.

Situ Jing knew that the white light that had just flashed in front of everyone must be this little wolf, he didn't expect such a meaty little guy to have such an amazing speed, but why did it snatch Senior Sister Su's warm jade?

"You guy, give me back my stuff!"

Seeing that the little wolf was biting her warm jade in her mouth, Su Zhuang stomped her feet angrily, she didn't expect that she would be played around by such a small beast.

As if he could understand human language, the little wolf raised his head high, and glanced at the two of them, and continued to whine in his mouth, and his expression was full of arrogance.

"Senior Sister Zhuang Ya, shouldn't my eyes be flowers, did you see its expression just now?"

Situ Jing saw it clearly from the sidelines, she didn't believe that a wolf would make a human expression.

"Hmph, this guy is so hateful, obviously a little wolf cub, he wants to pretend to be a powerful demon beast. ”

Su Zhuangya took the flying sword in her hand, pointed at the little wolf with the tip of the sword, and threatened: "I know you can understand me, you quickly return the warm jade in your mouth to me, this thing is very important to me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

This piece of warm jade was obtained by Su Zhuangya with a lot of effort, during these days, she would inject the pure yang power of refining into it every day, because she was not a pure yang body vein, the refining process was particularly difficult, everything she did was for Senior Brother Mo in her heart.

Seeing Su Zhuangya pointing a sword at herself, the little wolf became more and more rampant, and began to roar threateningly at the two, as if to say that there is a kind of you coming to beat me!

Su Zhuangya was originally straight-tempered, although the little guy in front of him was cute, but he robbed himself of his most important thing, not only leading her all the way to this stinky ditch, but also mocking her in various ways.

Su Zhuangya immediately decided to teach this guy a lesson, she urged her spiritual power, the flying sword in her hand glowed with a layer of silver-white brilliance, the sword body shook, and a crescent-shaped sword qi quickly attacked the little wolf.

The little thing didn't even rush to dodge, it watched the sword qi shooting towards it, and at the moment when it was about to be hit, it immediately dodged, turning into a white light and disappearing in place.

The sword qi flew straight into the swamp, splashing the sewage high and burrowing directly into the mire. After a few moments, the mire in the swamp seemed to boil and began to tumble incessantly, as if a behemoth was crawling out.