However, Lin Mumu did not return to the Taoist temple, but just sat in front of the maze of the mountain, looking at the sky in a daze.

In an hour's time, the sky also darkened, the stars had not yet risen, and the whole heaven and earth were dull colors, pressing people's hearts and feeling a faint pain.

"No, my heart aches, it's because of him."

Lin Mumu touched his heart, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Yun Ting lying on a grass covered in blood.

Lin Mumu was so confused by this maze that he couldn't figure out whether the various things between her and Yun Ting were a dream in the Taoist temple.

Because his master said that she should carve a stroke on the ancient tree every day in the Taoist temple, she has seen the ancient tree, and there is a stroke every day, and there is no shortage of a day, and the latest one is also there today.

Does it mean that she has really never come down the mountain?

Although this kind of thing is a strange and incredible thing for ordinary people, in the Dao Gate, this kind of thing is called the Heart Demon Realm.

In other words, everyone has their own demons, and if you want to meditate, you are most likely to fall into a dream. In dreams, life is varied, and it is most likely for people to indulge in it.

Lin Mumu closed his eyes, and his heart was constantly fighting.

After about fifteen minutes, Lin Mumu suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were extremely determined:

"Whether it's true or not, I want to see him!"

After saying this, Lin Mumu entered the battle again.

Yes, her ability is limited, she can't break the formation at all, and it is just a futile waste of time to continue trying.

But Lin Mumu also has her own most unique magic weapon - her blood.

Every time she lost blood, it was painful, but her blood was just as precious.

Lin Mumu bit his finger and gently tapped at the edge of the phantom array.

In just a moment, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the road ahead was clear. There are no illusions and no fog.

Lin Mumu didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly walked along the road.

It's a pity that after only a dozen steps, her front is once again covered by fog.

At this time, Lin Mumu found a way to break the formation, and a drop of blood was casually spotted.

A pair of white and powerful hands suddenly grabbed Lin Mumu's hand.

"Are you crazy? You want to die, don't you?! The familiar voice made Lin Mumu happy in his heart, and he looked at the person blankly.

"Don't look at me like that, I know you don't like me." An Mingxuan grabbed Lin Mumu angrily:

"Your master has gone down the mountain to find Yunting, don't worry. He'll be fine. ”

It turns out that this is not a dream! An Mingxuan is real, and that Yunting is also real.

Lin Mumu was ecstatic in his heart, and stubbornly pointed his hand oozing a drop of blood on the mist.

The clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and it was another stretch of road.

Lin Mumu ran forward happily, ignoring An Mingxuan's pull.

"Lin Mumu, are you crazy? Can't you hear what I'm saying? If you go down the mountain like this, you can only bring trouble to your master and Yunting, do you know?

They are capable enough to cope with any situation, and you can only become a liability. ”

Lin Mumu stopped and looked at An Mingxuan quietly.

When he was on that off-road vehicle, Lin Mumu thought the same thing.

So she knew that An Mingxuan was going to stun her, but she still chose to slow down for half a beat.

Acquiescence is acquiescence.

At that time, Lin Mumu just thought that she couldn't be a burden to Yunting.

But not now, she doesn't think so.

As long as she is there, no matter how injured Yun Ting is, she can save him back. If Yun Ting also encountered such a strange maze, at least she Lin Mumu could save him with her ability or her own blood.