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"Let's cooperate." Mo Beichen said to the dull man standing aside.

Looking at the handsome face with blood on his face, Yi Qingyun couldn't help being a little dazed.

"We don't need to listen to him and fight to the death. What do you think?" Mo Beichen picked up the man in the black cloak on the ground and threw him directly into the pool in front of them, "And no one said that the road to supremacy can only Take someone in, don't you?"

Soon a thin layer of plasma spread in the pool.

"Master, Lord Mozun is talking to you!" Yuan Shu reminded Yi Qingyun from the side, seeing that Yi Qingyun was still in a daze.

Yi Qingyun came back to his senses suddenly, and Fang spit out two words from his thin lips: "Yes."

Both Yi Qingyun and Mo Beichen were surprised by the hoarse voice.

Yi Qingyun pursed his thin lips, he has not spoken since he used this body.

"We can cooperate." Yi Qingyun opened his mouth again and said, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't spoken to Mo Beichen for a long time.

The corner of Mo Beichen's mouth curled up. He bent down and came to the edge of the pool of blood. He picked up the dagger and slashed at the body of the black cloak a few more times, so that the blood in the corpse would be put into the pool faster.

In the process, he deliberately exposed his back with many flaws.

In fact, he has been secretly paying attention to the movements of the man behind him.

Obviously, he was deliberately testing.

Although he proposed the cooperation, Mo Beichen didn't really trust this competitor.

He was just helpless.

When the black cloak said the conditions for opening this level, Mo Beichen's brain was spinning rapidly.

During this year's killing trial, Mo Beichen was extremely keen in judging the strength of the enemy.

When he saw the opponent for the first time, he realized that he was not an opponent at all.

This man is too strong.

So he can only go slant with his sword.

He killed the black cloak first to act as a deterrent. You must know that these black cloaks have a high status in the center of these candidates, and he wanted to put on a strong posture with this move.

This step is actually very dangerous. Mo Beichen is only three-point sure. You must know that the black cloak can use magic power, and it is easy for the opponent to kill him.

But anyway, both left and right are dead, and Mo Beichen would rather take a gamble.

Fortunately, he won the bet, and the black cloak did not expect him to make a move at all.

"Your name is Wan Tiancheng?" Mo Beichen tried to strike up a conversation with this collaborator who didn't seem to be very communicative.

"Yeah." The stern-faced man nodded.

"Did you kill Jiangtou?" Mo Beichen continued to test: "First of all, I didn't follow you. I just saw the number of days displayed on your wrist when I came in."

"Yes." Yi Qingyun nodded and walked to the edge of the pool.

The blood of the man in black cloak had already spread in the pool, but the pool didn't seem to have changed a bit.

"Maybe there's no more blood." Mo Beichen groped around the edge of the pool and found a line engraved.

Blood is really not enough?

Mo Beichen secretly scolded himself for being unlucky, but he quickly regained his composure.

He raised his body, smiled and said to the man: "Wan Tiancheng, we are now in a cooperative relationship, and we should show sincerity to each other."

Yi Qingyun frowned, not knowing what the other party was going to do, so he listened patiently.

"Don't be nervous. After all, I proposed this partnership. If you want to make a statement, I will come first." Mo Beichen stretched out the wrist of his left hand, while the dagger in his right hand was already held.

"There's not enough blood in the blood pool now, so I'm willing to let blood out to show my sincerity for cooperation. After all, we don't know how dangerous this road to supremacy is. I hope we can help each other." Mo Beichen expressed his sincerity, but this It's just his helplessness.

After all, when the enemy is strong and we are weak, whose blood should be used if his blood is not used.

Rather than being hacked and bled, he might as well do it himself.

After finishing speaking, Mo Beichen gritted his teeth, took the dagger and slashed at his left wrist.

However, as soon as his right hand moved, it was directly held by someone.

"you……"

Mo Beichen was a little panicked, he didn't know why Wan Tiancheng was trying to stop him.

Do you want to do it directly?

A cold light flashed across the phoenix eyes.

"Let my blood go." The man quickly let go of his wrist, and then drew a neat stroke on his wrist with his own bone sword.

Blood dripped into the pool.

Mo Beichen stood there in a daze. He didn't know what the other party was planning to do such a thing that hurt him.

There was still a lot of blood missing in the pool.

During the waiting time, the two did not communicate, which was a little awkward.

Just as Mo Beichen was thinking about it, a hand suddenly struck him directly at his waist.

Just as Mo Beichen was about to fight back, he saw that the ground they were standing on had collapsed.

As if falling into endless darkness, Mo Beichen couldn't feel anything except the arms around his waist and the hot chest behind him.

After falling for a while, the surrounding area began to vibrate violently, and Mo Beichen could only hold on to the opponent's arm tightly.

In this case, it is best not to separate the two.

The shock lasted for a long time, and when the ground stabilized, Mo Beichen opened his eyes slightly to observe the situation around him.

However, the surrounding environment was too dark, and Mo Beichen couldn't see clearly.

They seem to have fallen to the ground?

"Wan Tiancheng, how are you?" Mo Beichen called softly, seeing no one around.

"It's okay." At this moment a hoarse voice sounded from under him.

Only then did Mo Beichen realize that he was on top of Wan Tiancheng.

He was a little at a loss, and quickly wanted to move his body to the right and get off the opponent's body.

As a result, halfway through the roll, he came back with one arm.

"Be careful, the bottom is empty." The man said hoarsely.

Mo Beichen was startled, it was too dark here, so he stretched out a hand to the right side of his body.

Couldn't even touch the ground.

"Don't move."

The person under him spoke up, and Mo Beichen didn't dare to move anymore.

Then he felt the people under him hug him and slowly sit up straight.

"Thank you." Mo Beichen felt a little embarrassed and touched his nose.

"fine."

It was too dark here, and Mo Beichen couldn't even see the face of the man in front of him clearly, but he could clearly feel the fiery breath of the man in front of him.

Mo Beichen withdrew his mind, he was naturally not a reckless person.

He also carefully observed the surrounding environment.

"There is the sound of water flowing." Mo Beichen said softly.

Because he didn't know the specific circumstances, he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of attracting something unknown.

"Below us." Yi Qingyun said.

Mo Beichen searched for something on the ground beside him with both hands.

He touched a shattered stone, which he threw beside them.

It took a long time to hear a plop.

It seemed that there was a large gap between where they were and the water below.

"By the way, how about your wrist?" Mo Beichen suddenly remembered Wan Tiancheng's wrist.

Yi Qingyun lowered his head, only then did he remember that the wrist of this body was still bleeding.

Then a soft hand touched his left wrist.

"Let me bandage it for you."

Then Mo Beichen took off his shirt and tore his clothes into strips.

The man's gaze couldn't help becoming hot.

Mo Beichen didn't feel it, let's not mention that it's not a big deal to take off clothes between two big men, but in such a dim environment, there is nothing to worry about if you can't see your fingers.

These were just Mo Beichen's thoughts.

However, this is not the case for Yi Qingyun.

Because of the source book, even in such a dark environment, he still has a clear vision.

It's just that he didn't say it out of fear that Mo Beichen would become suspicious.

But now, the youth's bare|naked upper body is within his reach.

Yi Qingyun had seen and touched Mo Beichen's back many times before, and he knew very well what it felt like to touch the skin with his hands.

Mo Beichen, who is less than 20 years old, has not much difference in body shape from 250 years later. If there is a difference between the two, it is that Mo Beichen is still relatively young now.

The line of the young man's waist is strong but not abrupt, and the just right arc makes the whole figure a different kind of temptation for Yi Qingyun.

An unstoppable heat surged from Yi Qingyun's lower abdomen.

Yi Qingyun was stunned unconsciously.

If it wasn't for the cover of darkness, Mo Beichen might have seen his expression.

Mo Beichen held the man's wrist in front of him, and wrapped a cloth strip tightly around him to stop the blood from flowing out.

He didn't forget that this man was his ultimate enemy, but he, Mo Beichen, still knew that he would repay his kindness.

The other party saved his life, so he should help to bandage it.

"Okay." Mo Beichen stood up cautiously.

He was about to open the way ahead, but before he took two steps, his hand was held by someone.

"Follow me." The hoarse male voice said, and Mo Beichen felt that the other party was pulling him forward.

"Can you see clearly?" Mo Beichen asked in surprise.

"Natural." Yi Qingyun replied casually.

"That's really rare."

The opponent's hand was a little rough, and the grip on his hand was tighter, which made the back of Mo Beichen's hand a little itchy.

Feeling the struggle in the palm of his hand, Yi Qingyun finally came to his senses, and his hand slightly relaxed.

The person next to him was bare-chested, and his arm was gently rubbing his arm. This vague caress really challenged Yi Qingyun's nerves.

Yi Qingyun didn't dare to look at the people around him.

Now Mo Beichen's every move can make him feel hot.

Yi Qingyun let himself get rid of distracting thoughts, and continued walking with Mo Beichen.

They are now on a very narrow bridge, and below this bridge is the blood-colored lake.

Yi Qingyun didn't tell Mo Beichen any of this, he just reminded the other party to rely on himself and not accidentally step into the air.

These words made Mo Beichen embarrassed.

He always felt that Wan Tiancheng was too considerate to him, which made him almost forget the antagonistic relationship between the two.

"Is this a downhill?" Mo Beichen followed behind the man, although he couldn't see clearly, he felt it with his heart.

"Yes, bow your head."

After the man finished speaking, Mo Beichen lowered his head very naturally, even he himself couldn't believe that he believed the man's words so much.

It's terrifying.

"We are now in a stone wall passage." Yi Qingyun bent forward and walked forward.

This passage is a bit narrow, two people can't walk side by side at all, Mo Beichen wants to take back his hand: "Let go, it's too narrow here."

Yi Qingyun let go of his hand, and reminded: "Follow closely."

Mo Beichen couldn't help chuckling, "Don't worry."

It took about half a stick of incense for the two of them to walk in this passage, when Yi Qingyun suddenly stopped.

Almost at the same time, Mo Beichen also stopped.

Almost at the same time, they heard Sola Sola's rubbing sound, as if something was coming from behind them.

Neither of them opened their mouths, but they reached a certain consensus and accelerated their progress at the same time.

Feeling that the other party took his hand again, Mo Beichen knew the way to come.

Sola Sola's rubbing sound is gone.

"What was that just now?" Mo Beichen wrote in the opponent's palm with his finger.

"I don't know." Yi Qingyun spoke directly.

The fingertips of the other party lightly stroked his palm, which almost drove him crazy.

"There is light ahead." After turning a corner, Mo Beichen's eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

He finally saw his surroundings clearly.

"We walk toward the light."

"Ah."

Mo Beichen regained his vision, but his hand was still held by Wan Tiancheng. Mo Beichen thought about taking it back, but the other party didn't intend to let go of him at all.

"There's no need to hold hands," Mo Beichen said, feeling uneasy being held by someone with his right hand.

However, before he could finish speaking, his hand was released.

The opponent pulled out the bone sword he was carrying.

Mo Beichen looked forward, and in front of the two of them were two huge and colorful spiders, "We seem to be in trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two spiders spewed white silk at the two of them without warning.

Yi Qingyun immediately protected him behind him.

"How are you?" Mo Beichen asked hastily, his pupils shrinking.

Yi Qingyun's clothes were stuck by the spider web, so he simply took off the clothes on his upper body.

"Such cunning beasts, one for each person." Mo Beichen's dagger was already clenched tightly, just as the killing intent surged in his heart again.

"You right and I left."

After finishing speaking, both of them jumped out, avoiding the extremely sticky spider web, and attacked like those two colorful spiders.

Mo Beichen jumped on his toes and jumped directly behind the spider.

There is not much space here, and there is no way for the two huge spiders to turn around in time.

Mo Beichen seized the opportunity to slash at the spider's hind legs with a dagger.

Bang!

"Damn it, this beast's shell is so hard!" Mo Beichen frowned and cursed secretly.

After missing a single blow, Mo Beichen could only back away quickly, avoiding the spider's ferocious claws.

However, the spider seemed to have human nature, and did not let Mo Beichen off easily, and forced him into a corner.

Mo Beichen retreated while fighting, and when he reached the hard and rough wall, there was no way to retreat.

This is really aggrieved!

It wasn't that Mo Beichen's body skills were bad, but that the bone dagger couldn't cut through the spider's hard shell.

The attack was ineffective, and he could barely resist the attack.

Bang!

Suddenly, the spider in front of Mo Beichen suddenly fell down.

At some point, the man ran up to the top of the spider's head, and the bone sword directly pierced into the spider's fragile eyes.

"Beichen, catch me." The man said eagerly.

Without hesitation, Mo Beichen grabbed the man's hand and climbed onto the spider's huge body.

Then the two jumped off the spider.

"I owe you my life." Mo Beichen said quickly.

They found that they didn't dare to really relax, and there was a colorful spider attacking them.

"Attack his eyes." Yi Qingyun held the bone sword across his chest.

"Leave it to me." Mo Beichen licked his dry lips.

Yi Qingyun was in front to attract the attention of the colorful spider, while Mo Beichen used his ghostly agility to sneak under the colorful spider.

Seizing the opportunity, Mo Beichen climbed the legs of the colorful spider to the back of the shell in a few moves.

Before he could stand still, the huge spider suddenly shook violently.

"Wan Tiancheng!" Mo Beichen held onto the gap between the spider's armor with one hand, but when he lowered his head, he saw a sharp thorn from the colorful spider piercing the man's arm.

"quick."

Mo Beichen didn't hesitate any longer, and with a sudden force in his hands, he jumped onto the head of the colorful spider.

I don't know if he was too angry, but Mo Beichen stabbed the spider's eyeball with a dagger.

He actually inserted his whole arm into the spider's eye.

The colorful spider screamed, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Mo Beichen was thrown to the ground.

He didn't dare to stop, got up and rushed to Wan Tiancheng's side.

The spider was dead, but the thorn was still stuck in the man's naked shoulder.

Mo Beichen still wanted to cut off the sharp thorn.

However to no avail.

"Be patient." Mo Beichen had no choice but to come behind the man and help the man pull out the sharp thorn.

Mo Beichen helped the man aside and leaned against the stone wall, while he took out the remaining strips of cloth.

"Will it be poisonous?" Mo Beichen asked suddenly.

The sharp thorns of the colorful spider are really uncertain.

As if to confirm Mo Beichen's guess, the wound on the man's shoulder really started to turn black.

"I'll suck the poison out for you."

"No need." Yi Qingyun refused decisively.

Mo Beichen was stunned. He thought the other party didn't understand what he meant, and explained, "Your wound is black, this sharp thorn is poisonous!"

"No need." The man held his shoulders and tried to stand up.

As a result, he was directly pushed back.

"Do you not understand? If you are poisoned, you will die." Mo Beichen really couldn't understand the man in front of him, who didn't even cherish his own life. "I'll help you suck the poison out."

If Wan Tiancheng hadn't saved him repeatedly, he wouldn't have cared about the other party's life or death.

"This thing is poisonous." The voice was hoarse.

"You know it's poisonous, what are you waiting for, are you waiting to die?" Mo Beichen didn't dare to procrastinate, he didn't know how strong the poison was.

Maybe after a while, the poison would spread throughout Wan Tiancheng's body.

Mo Beichen didn't care about that much anymore, he just held the man down.

The lips covered the man's wound and sucked|sucked.

The man couldn't help but snort.

Mo Beichen raised his head and spat out the poisonous blood, and then covered the opponent's wound.

Feeling the warmth and softness on his shoulders, Yi Qingyun really couldn't restrain himself.

His hand slowly touched the back of the young man's head, and finally slid down to the other's shoulder.

Mo Beichen frowned, and didn't think much about it, he just thought it was the other party's pain.

Mo Beichen spit out about five or six mouthfuls of dirty blood. Seeing that the blood from his opponent's wound had faded, he finally stopped.

"Feel better?" Mo Beichen asked from the side, "I'll help you bandage it."

The man leaned against the wall and panted slightly, as if he had no intention of answering at all.

Mo Beichen helped the man up and bandaged the man with a cloth strip in his hand.

After a while, the man's breath finally calmed down.

"Can you still go? Let's take a rest." Without waiting for the other party to answer, Mo Beichen sat next to the man, "I'm tired from walking too."

"What a ghostly place." Mo Beichen leaned against the stone wall and said with emotion: "Fortunately, someone is with me."

Mo Beichen was really glad that he had an idea before coming in.

"Our trip is considered a life-and-death relationship, so don't keep silent!" Mo Beichen leaned over and asked, "Wan Tiancheng, do you want to be the Demon Lord?"

Yi Qingyun didn't know what to say.

"I'm asking a little stupidly. How come there are people who don't want to be a demon king here?" Mo Beichen scratched his head, "Probably except me."

"Why don't you want to?" Yi Qingyun asked hoarsely.

"It's hard to say, my senior brother is here too, I can't tell, anyway, I came here out of nowhere." Mo Beichen sighed, "Wan Tiancheng, if one of us can be a demon king, I will I leave it to you."

"Why?" Yi Qingyun frowned and asked.

"I owe you my life."

"You just saved me too."

"Hey, I don't want to be one. I was thinking that if I really stepped on shit and became a demon king, my senior brother might not be happy." Mo Beichen let out a long sigh, "Besides, I can't beat you."

"You won't know until you hit it."

"Don't don't, I know it. If you are serious, I'm afraid I will die early." Mo Beichen stretched out his hand and patted the other party's leg, "Really, the demon king belongs to you, I just want to get out alive."

"I won't die." The man paused, and stood up first, "Let's go, get out early."

"Okay, it's up to you to take care of me. Why don't you seal me something after you become a Demon Lord." Once Mo Beichen got acquainted with people, his unfocused nature was revealed inadvertently.

Yi Qingyun couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, "No."

"Don't, it's not easy for me to deal with the old man like this! It's okay to give me a spare time!" Mo Beichen said with a bitter face behind the man.

The author has something to say: mess with it, tomorrow is the last day, let’s rush to the duck.

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