Lian Yi lightly clicked, and the hook net disappeared. Mo Xie lay on the ground like a bloody man, his eyes closed tightly and he couldn't wake up.

Lian Yi didn't care about Mo Ye's life or death, turned around and flew out of Xiaobald Mountain.

Five days have passed. During this time, every night, the little bald mountain will spew out four gray-white stones. By the evening of the fifth day, everything had fallen silent. Sixteen gray stones, sleeping around the top of the Little Bald Mountain, this area has no glow, it is the darkest and lightless place in the Little Bald Mountain. Eerie, chilling, and creepy.

Five days later, Mo Ye's hand moved, bent up little by little, the hand could no longer be called a hand, and a stream of blood passed through his hand, and the dried blood stains were densely covered with the skin on his hand. The moment Mo Xie put away his fingers, snap, snap, snap. The bloody skin crackled with a loud sound. The tiny blood hole that pierced the hand slowly oozes blood. The muscles of Mo Xie's cheeks bulged high, and a pain of grinding his teeth was transmitted like pinpricks from every thin mouth in his body.

Since Mo Ye's wisdom and consciousness were imprisoned, Mo Ye has been unable to attract the qi of nature and the qi of the water valley, and the spirit of the heart can never run freely, the black armor in the Danhai, as the aura in the Danhai disappears, quietly sinks into the Danhai, without the slightest self-defense ability.

Mo Ye burst with the sound, stretched out his hand to clasp the stone crack in front of him, little by little, moving his body, and the dried blood between the bloody clothes and the stones under his body made a tearing and gluing sound. A small move forward.

Slowly moving forward, a small dot appeared on the crimson bloody clothes, a small wet mark. Mo Ye's face twitched and twisted in pain, and his entire face was full of blood. The strange thing is that Mo Xie's soul-hooking eyes are not blind. Except for a little blood line in the corner of his eye, the coldness has also weakened a lot.

Inch by inch. Mo Ye crawled along the blood lines for a morning, lying on the edge of the pool that had grown green hair, drinking the fishy and smelly water. With each crunt, the green pool of water will go down a little. After dozens of sounds, Mo Xie stretched out his tongue like a dog, licking it snappingly, and pieces of green hair, with the roll of his tongue into Mo Ye's mouth, there was no time to follow up the green hair. Hang on the corners of your mouth.

Mo Ye's stomach drank like a ball, and his whole body was empty. He moved on the edge of the stone pool, and his big stomach was stuck in the pool and didn't come out. After pushing the edge of the pool a few times, Mo Xie fell off the pool with a thud. The stone on the body made a soft click. Mo Ye's head hit the stone, and his eyes rolled upward, but before he could turn up, he turned into black eyes again.

After stopping for a quarter of an hour, Mo Ye clasped his hand inch by inch. The pedals move into the distance. The whole body is like a frozen snake, ossifying up and down between the high and low stones.

When night fell, Mo Xie was like a timid insect and stopped moving inch by inch. Came to a gray-white bone stone that had gnawed a horn, tilted his stiff neck, and grinned. Clicked and took a bite. A layer of white bone fell into Mo Ye's mouth. It turned out that Mo Xie had spent so much effort. It's just to eat a bite of fresh bone stones.

Click, click. Tranquility, the black hole, the glowing little bald mountain, emitted a terrifying sound of gravel, startling Lian Yi in cultivation had to open his eyes and look at the small bald mountain in the dark curtain.

"It seems that the insect has woken up, and after more than ten days, the desire cave will be unsealed, worm, I will send you a great blessing source." Lian Yi's beautiful black eyes shone with a little hideous.

Time flies, and ten days have passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Ye, who was holding the bone stone, could already stand up. The first thing Mo Xie did when he stood up was that he had climbed to the top of the mountain, and he didn't care that the injuries on his body had not healed. The fresh bone stones on the top of the mountain were carried down the mountain one by one. Not far from the pool, a hole was built with old bone stones, and fresh bone stones were placed in the hole, and several bone plates were used to block the outside of the hole.

The whole work, busy for a day, looking at the ripples outside the mountain, staring at the big eyes for a day, I haven't figured it out, the same gray stone, this insect has hidden more than ten pieces for something.

The night came as scheduled, bringing darkness and also crackling, clanging, raindrops the size of copper coins.

The wind and rain outside the small bald mountain are shaky, I don't know what the road is for, these days every night, dozens of miles around the heart of the peak, or hundreds of miles are so "clicking", a thunder, with a heavy rain to get up, in the heavy rain straight tree trunks, thick branches, leaves that can not be shaken, are beaten are bent over. Lines of lightning swept by, and the branches and leaves swayed more wildly in the wind and rain, and every now and then one or two leaves would drift into the wild darkness without being relentlessly ravaged by the wind and rain.

Darkness and luminescence coexist in the small bald mountain, how wild the world outside is, there is only quiet, quiet, and there is not a trace of breathing.

A shocking silver tree clicked, and when it crossed the black night, the little bald mountain lit up in the silver light. At this moment of lightness, a dark figure stood on the top of the small bald mountain. Under the figure is a bone stone, which was sent from the belly of Xiao Bald Mountain more than ten days ago. The warmth had faded, and the blood aura was still a little faint.

This stone was the only bone stone that Mo Xie hadn't moved.

With a click, another huge silver tree fell from the sky, and the dark shadow on the top of the small bald mountain had disappeared. The stone moved to the side.

In the small bald mountain of the black hole cave, a purple light lit up, and the purple light reflected a purple face with a blood scar in the darkness. It's Mo Xie, yes, it's Mo Xie.

Under the faint purple light, Mo Xie walked forward tentatively step by step, the ground was very soft, and it was still more than ten days, as if he was stepping on fine sand, but it had a condensed texture than fine sand.

Mo Ye can't help but be alert, that white beard is not dangerous, but it is very annoying, sticky, and biting on until it throws you out of this black hole.

Mo Ye went deeper and deeper, and those pesky white beards did not appear. The blood spirit qi that Mo Xie dreamed of was surprisingly light, not much stronger than the blood spirit qi of Xiao Bald Mountain.

Boom, Mo Ye's feet were empty, and before he could react, he fell into a cavity, and the moment Mo Ye's feet hit the ground, the hole lit up for a while, and then it darkened again. The entire world was pitch black, and he couldn't see his five fingers, although there was a flash of light. But the eyes, accustomed to darkness, see nothing when the light is on.

Hiss, hiss, Mo Ye took a deep breath of his nose, for Mo Ye, the nose is better than the eyes. A heavy smell of blood spirit came from one place, so heavy blood spirit. Mo Xie seemed to have eaten stimulant essence, and the only eye without a scar almost broke the eyelids with scars. If you stare a little more, your eyelids will be bloody.

Mo Xie stretched out his nose, using his nose as a tentacle, like a worm foraging in the dark, and quickly moved into the distance. It's like having an ear pierced. Mo Ye felt his feet stepping on the fluffy blanket, those hairs were very long, more than a foot long, not only under his feet, but in the faint purple light, he could vaguely see that the four walls were full of fluffy things.

Da-da-da-da. A few drops of viscous liquid drip from the long hair. Snap, hit Mo Ye's face, the mucus was icy and slippery, Mo Ye's hand hadn't touched the mucus yet, the mucus rolled like a ball, falling into the long hair below. As soon as his feet slipped, Mo Xie's upper body didn't move, and his feet moved on their own. It's like stepping on countless sliders.

The purple blade in Mo Xie's hand swung out halfway, wanting to remove it instantly, but the whole person fell into the long hair, and then all the fluff moved. Mo Xie was like floating on the waves of water, passing through the endless space of the black hole.

The blood spirit qi was getting heavier and heavier, and it was so thick that it couldn't breathe air. A breath of death came from afar, and people had to be filled with a piercing chill as the breath diffused.

Mo Xie struggled to stand up in the long hair, there was no place to support it, his hands and feet danced wildly, overpowering the slippery, soft long hair.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a blood-lit world realm in the distance, and the thick blood spirit qi was surging from there.

Boom, Mo Ye with a slippery curve fell into a piece of water.

This is not water, it is a lake of blood, and the blood water that shines everywhere is like an elastic cushion, gently supporting Mo Ye's body sinking into the blood. The blood crystal is as clear as a mirror, and the surface of the lake is undulating, as if it is dead, more like a bloody tomb.

The blood spirit qi wafting on the blood lake faintly reflected patches of red, like the fire of the red books in the sky when the sun sets.

Between the red blood clouds, the golden light flashed, and then a piece of golden light flashed, and a faint blood-colored phantom was hanging in the red cloud, and the blood phantom was red, redder than the red blood spirit qi, like a phantom floating gently in the blood spirit qi,

If you look closely, there is not a blood-colored phantom in the blood spirit mist, hundreds, thousands, and it has to be calculated in tens of thousands. Flying in the vast bloody air, it seemed like the wind was blowing slightly, and it was like a fog floating in the curl.

Between the blood-colored shadows were thin white lines as thin as hair, and the middle of these thin lines seemed to be empty. Instead of hovering in the shadows, it hung down into the blood-colored lake. Around each of the thin lines that enter the lake, there are tiny bubbles that can no longer be distinguished by the eyes. When each bubble rises and bursts, it spews out wisps of red blood.

The blood thread rose into the blood spirit qi, and the blood spirit qi was condensing little by little, as if weaving a virtual blood body, slowly intertwining towards the body. After countless blood lines flew up, a blood-colored phantom was slowly taking shape.

Look at the phantom, all of them are shy and shy, willow leaves and red eyebrows, apricot kernels and red eyes, cherry red mouths, red skin shining, it turned out to be a naked willow thin waist

It was the soul of blood, the soul of blood, the spirit of blood, the spirit of blood. It is the fusion of the blood and soul of countless saints, the essence of life.

Mo Ye lay on the blood lake, his face did not have the slightest look of consternation, but showed infinite joy, as if in a strange vision, looking at the red shining stars in the sky. The whole cheeks and ears glowed as red as fire, especially the newly healed scars that emitted stripes of red light that shone with passion. (To be continued......)