The old ghost paused as if to remember what happened last night, and after a while, the old ghost's face twitched a few times.

Mo Li didn't know what happened between the old ghost and the old eight last night, but looking at the old ghost's slightly pale face and panicked expression, Mo Li felt that what the old ghost was going to talk about next would be an incredible thing.

After a short pause, there was a snoring sound from outside the tent, and the old ghost made a silent gesture when he heard the sound outside, and then the old ghost and Mo Li planned to carry the old eight into the tent to rest.

When Mo Li lifted the eighth child, Mo Li's expression suddenly froze when the eighth child's face appeared in Mo Li's sight.

"It's not good, the eighth is this"

At this time, Lao Ba's lips were pale, his face was iron blue, and there was a trace of black gas swimming in the iron blue from time to time.

The old ghost saw this obvious flurry for a moment, and then his expression tightened, and he squatted down and took out a knife to cut through the tattered clothes on the old eight.

One third of Lao Ba's body had some purple-black marks the size of a fist in a round shape.

"This?"

The old ghost pointed to the purple-black marks of the old eight, revealing a trace of unbearable color in his eyes.

Mo Li squatted down and turned the old eight over after observing for a while, and some large and small purple-black spots also appeared on the back of the old eight.

Mo Li saw this slight sigh of relief and then sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands kept pinching, Mo Li's fingers with a trace of aura fluctuations tapped on the door and inner gate of the old eight, and then quickly clicked on the acupuncture points around the old eight's heart veins and closed his eyes.

The old ghost just wanted to open his mouth to say something, and when he saw Mo Li's movements, the old ghost didn't dare to disturb Mo Li, and he swallowed back the words he just said to speak, for fear that something unpredictable would happen in the end because of his disturbance, that was his brother's life, the old ghost didn't dare to joke casually, although he was anxious, he was much more relieved after looking at Mo Li, who was silent beside him.

Jade Jane inside.

Mo Li, who came to the world of Jade Jian again, was shocked again and again, in addition to the original withered herbs on both sides are now full of vitality, what shocked Mo Li the most was that there was an extra pavilion that was exactly the same as the Ucao Pavilion in all directions of the east, west, north and south of the Ucao Pavilion.

Mo Li noticed that although these pavilions were all the same, the aura emanating from the pavilions was different, just like the vigorous aura emanating from the Yucao Pavilion.

The other four pavilions are the Daoxiu Pavilion, the Meditation Pavilion and the Pill Pavilion.

Among them, the most attractive and interesting thing is the Daoxiu Pavilion located in the east, the three big characters of the Daoxiu Pavilion are written vigorously and powerfully, and each big character exudes a golden light.

"This is a pavilion for practicing exercises." Through the general understanding of the font, Mo Li can only think that the usefulness of this pavilion is probably used to practice exercises, thinking of this Mo Li can't help but be a little excited, after all, now Mo Li just knows a fireball technique, and this fireball technique does not know whether it is some problems with his own cultivation or the pros and cons of the fireball spell itself, every time Mo Li performs the fireball technique, he will feel soreness and exhaustion all over his body, and the aura is also drawn by this fireball technique, if there are those simple and practical spells in the Taoist Cultivation Pavilion that do not consume the aura, it would be really good。

Mo Li was excited after watching the Dao Xiu Pavilion, and when he came to the last pavilion, Mo Li's body couldn't help but start shivering, and even cold sweat instantly broke out of his body.

This pavilion is located in the south of the Yucao Pavilion, there is no note or plaque on the pavilion, the only difference is that this pavilion is a few feet in radius and looks desolate, and the black gas and death aura emitted from the pavilion have a feeling that they will die in the next second, which makes Mo Xuan secretly scream that it is not good.

In a world full of life.

One of the corners is a little too abnormal, in addition to the desolation in this corner there is also a nameless pavilion, the strange thing is that this pavilion is not as brilliant as other pavilions, shining, but from top to bottom is all black, the pavilion from time to time is still bubbling out of the black gas, it is also strange, this burst of black gas has been lingering within a few zhang of the pavilion, and there is no diffusion, as if there is something strange or something in this few zhang to isolate this black gas.

There was a young man standing there in front of the pavilion in a daze, his eyes were blank, his clothes were already wet with sweat, and this young man with an abnormal expression was Mo Li.

Before, when Mo Li saw this pavilion, he noticed that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The black gas emanating from the pavilion carried a strong breath of death, although Mo Li was standing outside the black gas, but this aura was too powerful, which made Mo Li suddenly feel uncomfortable, when Mo Li secretly screamed that it was not good to stay away from this nameless pavilion, he only saw that the black qi suddenly expanded several times, and then the aura of death became more powerful, and before Mo Li could react, the black qi swept over instantly.

In the place where the black qi passed, even the air instantly froze, Mo Li broke free for a while, and soon his heart was cold to the bottom, and he found that he couldn't move under the black qi wrapping.

"What the hell is this," Mo Li, who had tried all kinds of methods, looked at the pavilion outside the black qi and didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Mo Li found that his aura was slowly decreasing, and what was worse was that the black qi around his body began to devour his divine consciousness, and the speed of devouring gradually changed from slow to fast.

"Are you dying?"

The devouring of divine consciousness made Mo Li's painful death come back to life.

"What the hell is in here?"

After Mo Li finished speaking, he closed his eyes.