In a continuous mountain range thirty thousand miles away from the Great Xia Kingdom, a young man in a cyan robe was sitting on the top of a mountain, and beside him, there was a little girl about four or five years old who was meditating in style.

"Uncle, I miss Abba and Grandma!" the little girl suddenly opened her eyes, tugged at the sleeve of the young man's coat, and whispered.

The young man didn't speak, just smiled and touched the head of the child and girl, and looked in the direction where the Great Xia Kingdom was located, and his eyes unconsciously showed a trace of unrecognizable solemnity.

"Why do I always have a bad feeling these two days, like something bad is going to happen?"

Mo Sihai's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see through the endless land in front of him, wanted to see the Great Xia Kingdom, and saw Mo Village, but after all, it was too far away, and he could only vaguely see that the sky of the Great Xia Kingdom was hazy.

"Hope my feelings are wrong!"

Mo Sihai finally shook his head, he really wanted to return to Mo Village immediately to see if anything had happened, but after all, it was too far away. From here, it is more than 30,000 miles away from Mo Village, and if you fly alone, it will take a month to arrive, and if you want to take the teleportation array, the nearest teleportation array has just been opened by yourself, and if you want to open it again, you will have to wait at least half a month.

In this way, if something really happened to Mo Village at this time, it would be too late when he went back.

Moreover, the most important thing is that there is really not much time left for Mo Sihai this time, the sect will send him to the extreme west in half a month, and before that, he has to settle down Xiao Mo Xin!

"I hope nothing really happens! Ten years at most, I'll definitely come back!"

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Tongtian Mountain

The place at a height of 9,000 zhang was still wrapped in a thick layer of clouds, except for this place, the sky was clear and blue, and the golden sun shone on the earth, everything seemed so peaceful.

If it weren't for the countless gravels, broken trees and dead grass at the foot of Mt. Tongtian that were still recording what happened last night, anyone who saw this place would think it was a beautiful place.

Mount Tongtian is indeed very beautiful, I don't know how high the peak leads to the sky, and it looks very majestic and magnificent under the golden sunlight.

In the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, countless stones of different sizes were scattered around, and some big trees hugged by five or six people even directly cut off their waists and lay on the ground.

Mo Ming was lying on the back of the golden eagle, there were countless stones around him, to be precise, he had been surrounded by stones, with him as the center, the stones were neatly enclosed in a stone circle the size of three zhang.

And on his chest, there was a boxy, palm-sized emerald green stone that was emitting a faint glow, and a three-zhang-sized light curtain shrouded Mo Ming and the golden eagle's body.

I don't know when, Mo Ming slowly opened his eyes, and looked around in confusion at first, but then he suddenly woke up and jumped up directly from the ground.

"What's wrong with me......"

Mo Ming felt a splitting headache, his brain was blank, and even his memory was a little blurry, he reached out and touched the back of his head, there were still a little blood stains between his hair, and the wound had formed a bloody scab at some point.

Suddenly, Mo Ming thought about it, remembered the vision on Tongtian Mountain, remembered the panic of the fierce birds and beasts around him, remembered that he and the golden eagle fled for their lives, and also remembered that he was hit by something and fell down in the end.

When he remembered everything, Mo Ming hurriedly looked at the golden eagle that was still lying on the ground, but found that the golden eagle had died at some point, and there was no life on his body.

Mo Ming was a little sad, if it weren't for his own punch, maybe the golden eagle would not have died at all, and who would have thought that in such an environment, the golden eagle would not hate him, but sacrificed himself to save him first.

"Brother Diao, go all the way!"

Mo Ming silently bowed to the golden eagle's corpse, he wanted to say something to the golden eagle, but the words turned into silence after all, maybe at such a moment, silence is the best way to tell.

After silently grieving for a long time, Mo Ming finally came back to his senses and began to pay attention to everything around him, and the first thing that caught his eye was the emerald green stone that still exuded a faint glow.

The stone was boxy, a rectangular without the slightest blemish, and it was more like a box because of the lifelike dragons and golden phoenixes depicted on it, as well as various creatures that can only be seen in mythology.

Mo Ming's face showed a hint of surprise, because there was an indescribable weirdness to see such a stone box in such a place, you must know that there are few people in a radius of dozens of miles around this Tongtian Mountain, and under the vision last night, there was an obvious artificially made stone box at this moment.

Where did this stone box come from? Did it fall from Mount Tongtian?

And what surprised Mo Ming even more was that the faint glow that always emanated from the stone box and the light curtain that could obviously be seen with the naked eye shrouded in his body all showed that this was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Mo Ming cautiously stretched out his hand and leaned forward, until his palm completely grasped the stone box Mo Ming believed that everything in front of him was not an illusion.

However, at the moment when the stone box was opened, the ghostly light on it suddenly disappeared, and the light curtain that shrouded him also dissipated at the same time.

For a while, Mo Ming suddenly understood that the reason why he didn't die like a golden eagle may be because of the protection of this stone box. If there is no light curtain, and he is in a coma, he will definitely be smashed into flesh and mud by the rocks.

It's just that in this way, a new question also comes, why did the golden eagle die because it was punched by itself before and was too injured, or because the golden eagle's body was too big, and the light curtain only shrouded half of its body?

Mo Ming looked around, thought for a long time and didn't get an answer, then stood up and silently pulled out the firewood knife on his body, dug a pit on the spot and buried the body of the golden eagle in it.

"Xiaobai!"

Mo Ming began to call out, because he remembered that before he fell unconscious last night, the snow wolf had escaped with them.

However, as the sound came out, there was silence around, but there was no response.

Moreover, Mo Ming suddenly found that this silence was too comfortable, except for the sound of some leaves being blown by the wind, there was no movement around, not even the cry of insects.

The whole world was silent, as if he was the only one left in this world.

Suddenly, Mo Ming felt a trace of coolness, a kind of heart-penetrating coolness, as if he was in an ice cave, and cold sweat had begun to break out on his back.

The aftermath of waking up had long since disappeared, and all that was left was the thought of leaving this place as soon as possible.

Mo Ming began to run down the mountain, but before he could take a few steps, his heart became more and more cold.

He saw countless corpses, countless fierce birds and beasts that had fled last night lying quietly on the ground.

There were no wounds on those corpses, but there was endless fear in the pupils of each creature, as if after Mo Ming fell unconscious, a great terror befell this forest.

"What the hell is going on!"

Mo Ming felt frightened, he thought that last night's convulsion was just a dangerous landslide, but now it seems that the truth of the truth may be far more than that, there must have been something special after he fell unconscious.

Mo Ming began to instinctively speed up and run, wanting to quickly pass through the woods and see if the outside of the woods was like this.

And just as he was about to run out of the woods, his pupils shrank violently, because he saw Xiaobai's corpse, a wolf the size of a calf, lying quietly on the ground like other fierce birds and beasts, without any life.

Mo Ming suddenly mourned, a kind of sadness that could not be used suddenly struck, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.

The snow wolf grew up with him since he was a child, and Abba caught him from the mountains before he could remember, and has always accompanied him like a relative.

Mo Ming wanted to ask why this was happening, but the surroundings were too quiet, and the silence was so terrifying that there was not even a creature to tell the question.

Holding back his tears and picking up the body of the snow wolf from the ground, Mo Ming didn't say anything, and continued to run down the mountain again.

Soon he walked out of the woods, and his eyes became open, but his heart sank to the bottom, for the woods were still littered with the corpses of wild beasts, and everywhere there was a breath of death.

Even, when the noonday sun shone on him, he felt that even the light was cold, very piercing, and people couldn't help but shiver.

"Am I the only one left?"

Mo Ming said a little distractedly, the scene in front of him was really unbelievable, but it was so dazzling.