Chapter 33 The Immortal in the Painting?

The fog increased, the edge of the canyon was covered, and the river that could have seen the thin line of the valley floor was gone, and people from above intuitively felt that they were in the mist.

Mo Qian and they saw the signal from the mouth of the canyon and the sudden dense fog from the sky, and they understood that the tyrannosaurus was chasing closely below, not knowing the situation ahead, and they led people to escape in, and the tyrannosaurus would fall directly into the valley if they pursued.

Ink's face is ugly, although he usually practices regularly, but many times it is up to the point, and he feels that he has reached the limit and will stop and rest next time he is exercising, which is like now, knowing that the body's meridians have been loaded and still running at full strength. Many people feel that it is pure to keep destroying their bodies, saying that it is pure to say that it is broken, and young and strong people can slowly recuperate and recover from subtle injuries to their bodies, but when they practice to a certain height, the hidden dangers buried at that time will become fatal injuries. This is similar to what Hao Ying taught, the foundation is the foundation of a person, and even if the foundation is broken, no matter how well it is repaired, it cannot be compared with what is not damaged. Therefore, many elixirs that can repair the foundation are precious, but those who are transcendent still want to obtain the elixirs that can be reborn in the legend.

Mo Qian rushed towards this side with Yang Rong, the wings of the trap had almost reached their limit, making a rattling sound, and they felt that if they fanned again, they would fall apart in the next second.

Just rush in and take someone to turn around. Mo Qian felt the state of the wings, looked at the tyrannosaurus that was chasing after him, and gritted his teeth and gambled. As for Yang Rong, he was already scarred all over his body and was languishing.

Mo Yong and Mo Long were already in front, and there was a canyon below, so that they could rescue in case of an accident and not fall directly to the bottom of the valley.

Everything was ready, the Tyrannosaurus rex slammed into the movement was fierce, and the ground shook more and more.

The mountain wind blew, and Mo Yong and Mo Long couldn't grasp the balance a little.

What! The wind is blowing!

The fog was blown away little by little, and it went to the opposite side of the canyon, which ......

Shui Mo stuffed the pill he had prepared in his hand into his mouth, his face softened, and with the movement of his hands together, his face flushed, and his brain went blank.

Mo Qian was almost at his limit, and everything could have ended through the fog. Now I see that the dense fog is being blown away little by little, and the breath in my heart is discharged, and I insist on going to the opposite side, so that I can live! Although I cheer myself up like this, I know in my heart that the canyon is very wide, and the air flow in the middle is very large, and it is difficult to pass through. Originally, he came back in a circle, but if the tyrannosaurus rex would stop when he saw the canyon, then he would be sent to death if he came back.

"Let me go!" At this time, Yang Rong said with a resolute look in his eyes.

Mo Qian gritted his teeth and didn't speak, there was no obstacle in front of him, if he let people down, he would live, but Yang Rong would die!

"It's better to die one than two!"

Mo Qian ignored him at all, and gambled! It's a big deal that the two of them fell off the cliff together! The height rose, and he prepared for the opposite impact with all his strength.

Little by little, the fog was finally blown away, but the people who watched couldn't help but shake their eyes, what about the canyon?

It was too late to think about it, Mo Qian led people to collide headlong and pass through directly, and he didn't understand what was going on.

It wasn't until the sound of the tyrannosaurus roar became smaller and smaller as it fell that Mo Qian reacted and woke up like a dream.

"Pig brains, don't come back soon!" Shui Mo was already tired and paralyzed, but he still couldn't help but curse.

The mountain wind was very strong, and Mo Qian couldn't hear it very clearly, but he definitely understood the meaning. A turn, gliding straight back, was taken over by the two who had been answering for a long time, and landed safely.

All five of them fell to the ground without an image, on the one hand, they were tired, and on the other hand, they were overly nervous.

Shui Mo felt that he would not be able to meet Yang Rong in the future, the two of them had only been aware of it for a long time now, and they had been chased by the tiger demon at the beginning, and they accompanied him to the treasure land in the middle of the night and were used as cannon fodder, and now he took the initiative to provoke the tyrannosaurus and almost put his own life into it, this is completely a disaster maker!

When they were still lying down, the group of primitive people had already come, and with a wave of the leader's hand, two people left directly, and when they were almost resting, a tyrannosaurus that had fallen into shape was carried back by them. Then he motioned for them to follow and go back together.

Yang Rong had several bones broken all over his body, mainly caused by the impact, and Mo Qian took the initiative to carry him up.

Shui Mo lay on the ground humming and panting, looking at Mo Yong and Mo Long with very innocent eyes, but he didn't get up to speak. I have collapsed, the sequelae of the pill have attacked, and I have not fainted because of my strong willpower.

The primitive people have begun to leave, and the other three people look at each other, very speechless, this eldest young master's temper has come up again, and he is too lazy to move.

"He took a mental-stimulating pill, and the side effects attacked, and he couldn't move!" Yang Rong said, he was familiar with this aspect, and he had this experience.

What the!

Mo Qian didn't know what the ink was drying, didn't it just attract a fog, it was necessary to be so exaggerated? But immediately thinking of the last picture he saw, he glanced at the other two and stopped talking.

Mo Yong and Mo Long stepped forward, and one on the left and right sides picked up the ink. Can't you carry yourself well?

The two of them didn't pay attention to Shui Mo's protests at all, and they were also wounded.

However, in the end, Ink still got his wish, lying on Mo Yong's back, and with the bumps along the way, the saliva of sleep dripped on people's shoulders.

He didn't wake up until he was almost close to the tribe, mainly because of the voices of the two people around him.

"Do you think our boss is also interested in that kid, or he won't let him go if he wants to. The object of being said was naturally Mo Gan, who was carrying Yang Rong in front.

"Possibly! I saw that he looked at us with a very resentful look. Look, he's turning to look at us again!"

"That's to see the young master of ink, the boss intervenes halfway, and snatches love with a knife!"

Ink came to his senses, recovered a little, and just saw Yang Rong unwillingly looking back at himself and the others. The meaning of that ink can be understood at a glance.

"You two idiots, people are protesting against you, you can fly, why did you let him do the temptation at that time?"

"Huh?" Mo Yong and Mo Long were stunned for a moment before they reacted, and when they saw Yang Rong, who was like a little daughter-in-law who turned back again, they were a little embarrassed to look at him.

"Then the boss ......" Mo Yong felt that he had misunderstood something, and whispered.

"Mo Qian must be aware of it, so he wants to make up for it, who knows that the two of you will be blind to it!" said Shui Mo weakly.

Sometimes the love between men really can't be understood, knowing that the other party doesn't want people to carry it, but he just doesn't let people come down. You must know that primitive people are also very curious about this pair of friends, and looking back from time to time explains everything, so that Yang Rong, an honest person, can't help but turn back for help, Mo Qian's approach is really weird.

But I'm still a child, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

When Yang Rong frequently turned back for help, Ink opened his mouth and said a few words silently, Yang Rong gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

Shui Mo said to Mo Yong: "Let me down, it's almost to the tribe!"

It's almost time to the tribe, you're embarrassed, aren't you? Mo Yong put the person down, and accidentally touched the wet saliva mark on his shoulder, and his face was very dark.

"Yes, put me down, the people of the tribe will come out to greet me, we have to walk over with a little spirit!" Yang Rong immediately said loudly. It's a tragedy to think about being blackmailed once.

This time Mo Qian didn't insist and put the person down, and it was obvious that Yang Rong breathed a long sigh of relief when others couldn't notice it. These four people will stay away from it in the future, and the enthusiasm is completely creepy.

There were very few people who greeted them this time, only the old man at the entrance of the village. The leader went over and muttered a few words to the old man, and at the same time pointed his finger at the Tyrannosaurus carried by the other man.

The old man looked this way, saw the prey, smiled and nodded.

It's passed!

Then the old man didn't know what he said, and everyone was gone, leaving only the old man alone.

Has the plot begun?But I don't understand the language.,How can I talk to the fairy in the painting?

The old man stepped forward without speaking, stretched out his arm and made a gesture of please, and took the lead through the village.

The tribe is built on the mountain, and the valleys and streams form a natural barrier. The ink and wash people followed the old man up the stairs and came to the largest stone house on the mountainside.

It seems that he has passed the test, so he was brought here by the fairy in the painting.

Inside the stone house, a voice came: "Stand down!"

What? Let yourself go before we meet! It's so infuriating!

The old man bent back, stopped them from leaving, and motioned for them to wait in place, what do you mean?

No, what did the people inside just say?

Damn, the fairy in the painting is inside, so what's the matter with me just slapping the horse for so long?

The fairy in the painting has consciousness, there is a soul, everything else is just given by the fairy in the painting, there is not much wisdom, ink thought that the old man was the fairy in the painting, but he was not good at speaking, it turned out that people did not answer all the way just because they were also a small person.

"Come in!" said the man inside.

Shui Mo and the person next to him glanced at each other, flattering each other, whether they could go out and ask the lord inside to open their mouths to agree.

So, the five of them rested their clothes together, wiped their faces clean, carefully pushed the door in, and finally, Ink also deliberately closed the door gently, politely to the extreme, if there was any confetti or something on the ground, he would also pick him up and put it back in place, trying to make a good impression on the people inside.

But when I turned my head and waited for my eyes to adjust to the environment inside, everything was dumbfounded.

The doors and windows are closed, the only light source in the house is the stove for cooking, the sun is too big at noon outside, and it is difficult to distinguish the ink as soon as they come in, the whole room is full of things, and you have to be careful with your feet, and look at the person who looks like a ghost painted on his face, he can't see his age, he is constantly taking out some small objects from a sack and putting them into the cauldron, and these things are still moving in his hand, all of which subvert the image of the fairy in the painting.