Mo Xie glanced at the blue curtain and stars, and the moon was covered by a dark cloud, and the darkness was terrifying and shrouded in the barren stone mountain. The row of grinding teeth behind him, creaking, creaking, creaking, eerie. The back of Mo Ye's neck was swishing in the cool breeze.

These saints, Mo Xie is afraid of Bian Le, and a she-wolf who can't be disciplined, I can't tell when I will take a bite, saying that it is hatred, not yet, saying that it is love, and it is still entangled.

Mo Ye's brain condensed with beads of sweat. Moved little by little, gathered to the tip of his nose, Mo Xie tendoned his nose a few times, and the beads of sweat did not fall off at all, making Mo Xie's nose numb and numb, and he wanted to sneeze.

Gu Xin saw Mo Xie's uncomfortable appearance, and stretched out his delicate jade onion hand in pain to wipe the sweat spots on Mo Xie's nose, the junior sister's teeth were grinding, not to mention Mo Shengyou, Gu Xin was panicked when he heard it.

Mo Ye's face twitched, and as Gu Xin's soft and fragrant little hand slid over, the pain of the fire burned, and the wooden Mo Ye's nose seemed to be gone, and he looked at it a few times before relieving his heart. "You two, let's cultivate."

Mo Xie is too uncomfortable, one is gentle as water, the other is cold as frost, although all of them are sincere, Mo Xie is afraid that his bones will be numb, and his heart will not be separated; Mo Ye actually recalled the embarrassed statue just now, and his right hand slidied, and the crystal chisel in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Gu Xin seemed to sense something, her peach cheeks were as red as fire, her heart was trembling with drunkenness, and the towering and plump delicate nephrite peak came with three fiery pains, as if the skin had been broken, penetrating Gu Xin's heart. Gu Xin's solid root is of the third order, and the snow-white and delicate ice muscles like pink carved jade seem to be about to burst, but they are tough and elastic, and the spells of the same level may not be able to hurt him in the slightest, how can he be scratched by Mo Xie and break his skin. It's weird.

Gu Xin's face blushed, covering the three blood marks far away, and his heart was like a rabbit. Tom tom jumped. If you wipe it lightly with the qi, there will be no shadow and small injuries, and Gu Xin doesn't know what to keep it for.

The night blinks its black eyes, and in the mirror-like heavenly river, there are three unjust moods condensed. The sound of the hammer, although it was a little confused, still suppressed the frantic heart.

At the extreme of Montenegro, dyed orange and red, it darkened, hiding behind the faint morning glow, and he was ashamed not to show his face. Gu Xin and Bian Le got busy. Boil water, cook rice, clean your face, and run back and forth like a housewife. Mo Ye's face glowed red, and the fire reflected the dark red morning glow. Bian Le's hands were slippery, gritting his teeth and rubbing Mo Ye's sweaty face, and his skin was about to be rubbed off. Mo Ye grinned with a smile, he couldn't say that it hurt, he had to greet him with a smile. Do you have to wash your face?

Gu Xin held the porridge with a light cover, pouted his ruddy little mouth, and blew hot air, and the fragrance was bursting. Blowing Mo Ye's eyes, his nose was distracted, and he couldn't tell whether it was Qiong juice and jade liquid, or porridge and rice fragrance. I gulped it down, licking the occasional juice from my lips into my mouth. Grunt. "Incense". But he kept grinding his nose, not knowing the aroma of porridge in his mouth. It's still the smell of the nose.

"Ouch, enjoy, dare to make you the Holy Emperor." A piercing sneer, with a sour vinegar intrinse, creeped through the bones, burrowed into the veins, and pierced the heart of every saint like a needle.

Mo Xie is generally half-demented and half-stupid, and when did this acetic saint behind him come, Mo Xie doesn't know. What realm, I can't sense it, Mo Ye estimates that he should be above the second order of cultivation. Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, his head buzzed, and his hand was misplaced. "Damned saints".

Gu Xin and Bian Le were so frightened that their faces were dusty, and they dropped the holy relics in the objects and bowed deeply. "I've seen Uncle Shi".

The Acetic Saintess snorted coldly, her gloomy eyes staring at Gu Xin and Bian Le viciously. "Your master Yueyuzi is in love, and the two of you have the heart to flirt here."

Tom, Gu Xin and Bian Le both knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and drooped their hair, their faces were frightened, and their hearts were beating fast out of their throats. His face was pale and pale, and he was embarrassed.

"Little saint, hand over the medicine crystal that relieves desire." The Acetic Acid Saintess no longer paid attention to Gu Xin and Bian Le, looked at Mo Ye's back contemptuously, and said coldly.

Ding, ding, Mo Ye hammered and chiseled, as if the Acetic Saintess did not speak to him. Twisting the waist, swinging the arms, dancing the crystal hammer, drawing beautiful curves, every crisp chisel, like a stone falling into a deep pool, the faint sound of the air, weaving a beautiful music.

The dark eyes of the acetic acid saintess, shining with a cold cold light, were like a sharp sword in the thorn bushes, stretching out several times the length of the cold thorns, penetrating the skull of Mo Xie and entering the sea of knowledge. The yellow light flashed, and a mini figure, wielding a crimson strange sword, slashed through the thorns and thorns to stir up the cold light that invaded the sea of knowledge.

The acetic acid saint's face trembled, and she buzzed for a while, and her face turned from moist to white, and she was coated with a layer of pink. How could the ancestor give the Red Sun Divine Soldier to this son? This son is really super strong, and he is a hundred miles stronger than the ancestor. No wonder the Ten Thousand Souls Stone is so easy to carve out. If you change someone else, such a realm can't shake the turbulent hammer at all.

The Acetic Acid Saintess moved slightly, and a gust of wind floated to the opposite side of Mo Ye. "In Xia Qingyunzi's eldest disciple Ji Xue, please ask the holy friend to hand over the lust crystal medicine."

Ding, ding, one by one, the jujube-sized stones splashed all over the wilderness, and Mo Xie's face was plain and unwavering. Pick up the swinging hammer and shake out the bar-shaped arm muscles. Under the blow of a hammer, the divine waves rippled, and the ripples of the sea roared away. "Qingyunzi doesn't know".

Ji Xue's face was violently pinched out of six red marks by six words. The gentle and accustomed face ignited a particularly terrifying flame. Burning a few times, the charming mouth showed a smile, and the black eyes showed a gentle flame. "Holy friends, here are the disciples and grandchildren of the heart, please help the holy friends."

Ding Ping, Ding Ping, Mo Xie slashed the swinging hammer as if he worked harder, the chisel sound was swinging, light as a gong, heavy as a bell, strong and weak staggered, endless like wisps. "Know, can't help".

Ji Xuebibo's clear eyes, full of angelic smiles, flashed a trace of haze, and looked at Bian Lezi and Gu Xinzi.

Bian Le and Gu Xin were in a touch of cold, and the whole body of the spirit trembled slightly, and they both got up and came to Mo Ye's side. "Master Mo, please save the master."

Ding-woo, ding-woo. An embarrassed smile appeared on Mo Ye's face. "The hammer is broken, it traps me, and there is nothing I can do to save it."

Bian Le and Gu Xin saluted Ji Xue and carefully stepped aside.

Ji Xue didn't have a good look at Mo Ye. "Lewd thief, it doesn't work for the old lady to speak, you just listen to what Xiao Nizi says, you wait."

Ji Xue turned her eyes and bowed deeply to the black hole of the remnant teeth. "Please untie the swinging hammer for the time being."

Boom, a wave of blue ripples slowly swung out of the black hole of the residual teeth, Mo Ye seemed to be standing in the water waves, after the ripples, the limbs were completely new, and the divine consciousness seemed to be washed. The imprisoned divine consciousness was violently released, and Mo Xie looked at the black hole of the remnant teeth strangely, Bixinzi didn't leave, no, it was Bixinzi incarnation.

Mo Ye's face changed miserably, and his heart of escape disappeared, and he turned red indifferently. "Ji Shengyou, please".

Ji Xue gritted her silver teeth secretly. "The little saint changed his face quickly, wait for you to take out the crystal medicine, and watch me slap you into the ground."

Ji Xue smiled softly. "Holy friends, hand over the holy medicine, and I will deal with it."

"Ji Shengyou, you know that the lust of the Dao can be cured if it is not cured by qi, and I must also give medicine according to the situation of each holy friend." Mo Xie shook his head like a holy doctor, as if he had been a high-level doctor.

Ji Xue sneered in her heart, the little sage's chicken feather sized eyes, and he also wanted to play with the wheel in front of his ancestors, you should be good in and out of Botu Mountain.

The clear and pale blue sky was cloudless, as clear as ice, as jade as water, and the sun was spitting pale light wildly, and the hot and spicy roasted the bare rocks of Botu Mountain mercilessly. Click, the mountain rocks seemed to be unable to withstand the scorching sun, and a few boulders shattered into several pieces in response, and a burst of coolness rose.

Accompanied by three glamorous saintesses, Mo Xie flew in the steamer-like airspace, Mo Xie was sweating in disgust, his cheeks were wet with red heat, and he was a little breathless. Ghost Botu Mountain, have all the trees been eaten, except for the green grass that is not high between the stones, and the stones are gray and white.

Poof, a piercing cold wind, stirring up the gray and dizzy heat, hitting Mo Ye's scorching body, a kind of refreshing jumping into the water made Mo Ye feel for a while. It's so familiar with the cold air, Mo Xie's eyebrows are moving. glanced at the shattered Chenshi dozens of miles away.

Pingling, there should be a place where strict management and cultivation, it should be full of verdant mountains, ancient forests towering to the sky, hundreds of flowers in the forest, lush and fragrant, how could it become so desolate. The blue-gray stones, the russet rocks, the black ink pebbles, the strange-shaped mountains, even the Yuhua Pavilion that cultivated strictly was gone.

The stone that had just been blown up came from Pingling, and although the explosion was small, it burst out with a strange cold atmosphere. This is the stone of the ice cave, and Mo Ye's eyes twisted for a moment.

The ice cave is in the Wanyun Cave hundreds of thousands of miles away, how could this stone fly here. Mo Ye's heart became desolate, and the cold air seemed to carry Bing Jiu's anxious waiting, eager gaze. Is it Bingjiu who is calling?

"Mo Shengyou, you flew in the wrong direction." Ji Xue blocked Mo Ye's galloping figure. almost collided with Mo Ye.

"I haven't been gone for a long time, I forgot". Mo Xie thought of Bing Jiu just now, forgot what he was doing, changed directions, and flew to Pingling. Ji Xue thought that Mo Xie wanted to escape.

Mo Xie smiled bitterly, he often hallucinated recently, when he saw a familiar object, he could think of the person concerned, he could smell the fragrance and touch the curvaceous curves. The sound of curling seems to be in my ears. "Ji Shengyou, there is Pingling, where did I cultivate, how did it become so barren."

Ji Xue smiled indifferently and said disapprerovingly. "Those are all cold stones taken out of the cold veins under the territory of ten thousand miles, and there is no place to put them, so they have to be piled up one mountain after another."

Mo Ye's eyelids jumped, the cold stone of the ten thousand miles region, could it be that the saint who dug up the cold devouring stone was really Botu Mountain. When he rescued Rao Su and Chang Ye, he didn't ask about it, and it seemed that it was none other than Bing Jiu who wanted to fight for cold blood ice crystals, or Bi Xinzi.

Mo Xie shuddered. glanced at Pingling and sighed. (To be continued......)