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For the first time, Mo Yanchen felt a surge of grievance. He obediently retracted his lips and lowered his head. His whole body was restrained by spiritual power, and his surging emotions caused him to become a little weak.

So he carefully reached out and pinched Meng Jiao's finger that was hitting him, trying to shake off the strange image that just flashed through his mind.

"Master, I thought..."

She pressed him into her arms, and the flame power in her body surged instantly when it entered the magma, until it completely surrounded the two of them. Meng Jiao then lowered her head to look at him.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Looking at the spiritual shield that blocked all the heat, Mo Yanchen didn't dare to tell Meng Jiao about his thoughts. She was the moon in the sky, and it was just his petty thoughts.

"It's okay, Master. So you still have fire spiritual roots?"

Hearing this, Meng Jiao suddenly fell silent, pulled her fingers away from his palm, and increased the speed of her downward movement.

Just when Mo Yanchen was anxiously wondering what he had said wrong, Meng Jiao suddenly opened her lips and

"You'll know later, Scary Black?"

Distracted by her sudden question, Mo Yanchen subconsciously replied,

"Not afraid."

The blank memory in his mind told him that he had lived in darkness for a long time, so he should not be afraid...

"Pop" As Meng Jiao gritted her teeth and increased her power, the seal was broken open like a wave.

Mo Yanchen, who possesses the power of yin and yang, enters instantly, while Meng Jiao is isolated outside.

The endless darkness, the five senses seem to be a luxury,

There was silence all around; time and space, everything here seemed to be at a standstill.

He opened his mouth to tentatively call out "Master", but Mo Yanchen couldn't even hear his own voice.

My throat suddenly felt dry and itchy, and I tried to think but my brain was confused.

After an unknown amount of time, he gradually felt tired.

Where is this place? It's so dark. Master, I think I said something wrong.

I, who have seen the light, can't stand the darkness...

Meng Jiao, who had been watching him through the system, took out the jade whistle from her bosom when she noticed that his eyes were gradually becoming dull, and blew it to her lips while murmuring,

"Come on, little brat."

Mo Yanchen, who was gradually losing consciousness in the seal, felt a tingling sensation on his body, and suddenly a familiar voice rang in his ears, but this time it was not as cold as usual...

After regaining his senses, his ears blushed with shyness, and Mo Yanchen raised his hand to pat his face.

Damn, why didn’t I feel anything when I touched it?

With the corners of her lips slightly raised, Meng Jiao held the jade whistle and stroked it up and down like a naughty child.

I thought the golden finger of this world was useless. It seems that this empathy was well integrated with his previous mental parasitism and he didn't notice anything wrong at all.

Mo Yanchen only felt waves of itchiness running through his body, his eyes reddened as he tried to clamp his legs together, it was so strange...

Why did Master hold his jade whistle? That jade whistle was thrown aside after someone had his bones dug out. He picked it up and carved it himself.

The old man was a ghost cultivator, so he secretly learned the spiritual sustenance from him to save his life.

But why do I feel so strong now?

Is it because something went wrong the last time I ran into Master?

After teasing someone enough, Meng Jiao had to remind someone to speed up, because she felt that her level seemed to be a bit out of control. If he still couldn't get it by then, it would be a waste of her hard work.

"Alas, I don't know if he can obtain the Yin Lin Heart. I don't have much time."

Mo Yanchen panted heavily, pinched the corner of his clothes, and climbed up with red eyes.

What do you mean by not having enough time? What happened to Master?

I recalled her answer before entering here. What secret does the master have?

Shaking his head hard, Mo Yanchen quickly grasped the key point, the Yin Lin Heart, yes, Master needs this.

Thinking of this, he stood up and began to explore the dark place in front of him...

Hanging the jade whistle back around her neck, Meng Jiao quickly rushed to the next small restriction.

She had a hunch that in half a month, at most half a month, the golden lightning on Xiaohua's body would come to her again...

As he said, the golden thunder tribulation here has begun to gather its men under the instruction of the Heavenly Dao, that is, the World Spirit, with the intention of rescuing the Thunder Cub who was kidnapped by Meng Jiao during the last mission...

After switching to red clothes, he swept through seven or eight small restrictions. At this time, the little robot in Meng Jiao's space was busy cursing.

The main thing is that Meng Jiao collects all kinds of garbage, including broken pieces, tattered armor pieces, and broken flags in corners...

Wherever he passed, no grass grew...

After the forbidden center of the previous world was the ninth-grade elixir, Meng Jiao finally found a huge "pot" next to it. Even stewing a whole phantom deer would be no problem.

[Hongmeng Ding]: You are the fucking to blame, you are a computer!

Meng Jiao tried her best but couldn't move the tripod even a little bit, so angry that she finally threatened,

"You are useless staying here, covered in dust. If you don't come out into the world, you are worse than a pot."

Hearing this, the huge tripod finally moved, but it turned slowly in a circle, as if it had slapped Meng Jiao on the butt.

The dust he stirred up choked her throat, and Meng Jiao pouted and cut her hand to press it.

"Old Dingdeng, are you afraid of wind, rain, and flying sand?"

The Hongmeng Ding wanted to raise its legs to kick the youngster, but the moment it touched the Hongmeng Qi in her body, it gave up.

"Who are you?"

"Sign or not, I'm in a hurry." Huaqin's communication jade token in Mengjiao space kept ringing. She didn't have much time.

She had thought that if the old tripod didn't agree, she would just move it into the space. But the next moment, a white light flashed, and the tripod in front of her instantly shrank to the size of a palm, causing her to almost fall to the ground.

"Stinky girl, I told you not to respect the elderly~"

Not wanting to argue with him, the small restriction was obviously about to collapse, Meng Jiao picked him up and threw him into space and rushed to the next location.

The moment the ban was closed, the jade pendant that communicated with Huaqin stopped vibrating.

DD explained to her in time,

"Sister, you squeezed them out, hehe, so we can't contact them."

"What squeezed out?"

Meng Jiao, not knowing what was going on, clicked on the screen and saw a shocking scene.

Thousands of people held up her portrait in red, and the half-covered golden mask came alive on the paper.

There are five big characters next to it.

"Destroy it as soon as possible!"

Wow, there must be thousands of people here, right? Fortunately, she had foresight!

Sensing that the thunder tribulation was about to come, Meng Jiao clicked on Mo Yanchen's video and took a look.

It seemed that he had been ejected after getting something from the small restriction, and was now surrounded by Huaqin and others who were asking about his situation.

Without any worries, Meng Jiao lay on the tree and prepared to be hit.

There was a faint sound of several people talking under the tree.

"Young Sect Master, you are the only team that has remained strong in this secret realm. I think the red-robed witch the elder mentioned must be afraid of your true strength in the late Nascent Soul stage, so she didn't dare to come here."

"What a joke! Does she really dare to snatch things from me?"

Meng Jiao put on her mask, and then she stood upside down from the tree and hovered in front of Kang Tan who was bragging, with the corners of her lips slightly curved.

"It's no big deal, I'll do it for you, here you go!"