The villain is ill

Just about to go down and follow the direction where the red bee came, Chu Mo suddenly stopped and continued to observe on the tree.

Not long after, two men and a woman came from there. They were all wearing blue disciple uniforms, and Chu Mo recognized that they were Qing Chenzong's personal disciple uniforms.

A slightly taller and ordinary-looking male cultivator walked behind the female cultivator and kept praising her, "Senior Sister Xin is really amazing, she just got a red beehive when she came in, and she even came up with a trick to embellish flowers and trees, which is really wonderful!"

"Miao Zan, junior brother, thanks to your cooperation, the black bear lured all the red bees away." The female cultivator smiled.

Under the tree, the two people gave in to each other, not paying attention to the third person's complexion, and said nothing.

"Senior Sister Xin, where are we going next?"

"East."

"But didn't senior brother say that if you come in and get separated, you should go to the waterfall in the west of the secret place to meet up?"

"Are you listening to him or to me?" The female cultivator called Senior Sister Xin said while urging the short male cultivator who fell behind, "Hurry up."

The short male cultivator staggered and quickened his pace, his face became more and more ugly, but the two who were walking forward did not notice it.

Only the female cultivator complained dissatisfiedly, "What kind of broken secret realm is it, it's actually restricted by air, and my air-defying magic weapon is useless, so I have to go over there."

Without reminding the three that they were going in the direction that the red bee left, Chu Mo sat on the tree for a while before choosing the direction to leave.

The secret land of the South China Sea is divided into five areas. Chu Mo landed in the dense forest in the south. He has experience in the fairy trail forest.

"Roar!"

Another ferocious beast roared and fell to the ground. Chu Mo put away the demon pill, picked up the medicine hoe to dig out the spiritual grass hidden in the crevices of the stone, and heard soft footsteps in the distance.

After collecting the spirit grass, Chu Mo wanted to leave immediately, but suddenly he stopped and climbed up a big tree beside him.

After a while, the voices got closer and closer.

"Hurry up and finish picking the silver light grass, if it's too late, I won't be able to keep up with the inheritance of the Immortal Palace."

"It's not that you walk slowly."

"Isn't the inheritance of the Immortal Palace only opened when the secret realm is about to end? It's still early."

"The plot has changed so much, and the protagonist is also here. With the protagonist's halo, who can say for sure whether it will be ahead of schedule."

"I don't know where Qingyuan has gone, he has always been the most thoughtful."

"He will definitely go to the Immortal Palace to pass on."

There were three people who came, and Chu Mo was no stranger to them. They were named Qing Guang, Qing Jing, and Qing Cong. They were all inner disciples of the Tianxuan Sect. When he was on the spirit ship, he paid special attention to them—the book wearers.

Apart from the three of them, among the disciples of Tianxuanmen who went to the secret realm this time, there is another one who is also a book wearer.

That person is what they call Qingyuan, that is, Yuan Qing.

After coming into contact with several book walkers, Chu Mo can easily distinguish them.

No matter how high or low they are, or how high or low their status is, no matter how eager and intimate they appear, their alienation and contempt for the world are deeply rooted in their bones.

As they slowly approached, the three of them became vigilant.

"Be careful, the guardian beast of this Silver Gloss Grass has a golden core cultivation, Qing Jing and I will hold it back later, and Qing Cong will go to pick grass."

"it is good."

They walked forward cautiously for a while, but they didn't see the guardian beast. The three of them looked at each other and went straight to the silver light grass, but they saw a pool of blood on the ground, and the gap where the grass used to grow was empty.

Facing the empty stone crevice, the three of them looked at each other.

"Didn't the silver light grass in the plot be found half a month after the secret realm was opened? Today is only the tenth day, did I remember wrongly?"

"There are so many traversers, who may be the first to board."

"Forget it, let's go to the Immortal Palace first. It will take at least ten days to go to the northern border from here. If we encounter something on the way, we will have to delay for a few days."

Hearing this, Chu Mo pulled away and left.

He is not very interested in the Immortal Palace mentioned several times by the few people, but from the tone of the few people, all book walkers should go.

Thinking about his purpose of coming to the secret realm, Chu Mo turned around and headed towards the north of the secret realm.

It was getting late, and in the vast Gobi desert, dozens of giant wolves formed a large circle, enclosing several prey firmly in the center.

"Brother, what, what should we do?" Looking at the gradually tightening encirclement, the only female cultivator among the five asked tremblingly.

These people are the other five disciples of Qing Chenzong who entered the secret realm.

A male cultivator complained: "If we hadn't waited for Senior Sister Xin for a few days, how could we have encountered so many wolves."

"Don't gossip." Living in the center of the crowd, the tall and tall male cultivator looked calm, but did not panic, "I will hold the wolf king, you see my order, break out to the northwest."

The other four replied: "Yes."

After all, the eldest brother raised his sword and rushed towards the only white wolf in the pack. His swordsmanship was decisive and his posture was agile. After two rounds, he actually inflicted several wounds on the wolf king. Although it was only a superficial wound, it was completely After angering it, only a wolf howl was heard, and the surrounding giant wolves attacked him one after another.

At the same time, a weak point appeared in the encirclement.

Seeing the gesture made by the elder brother, the other four immediately broke out towards the northwest direction. With the joint efforts of several people, they quickly cleared a hole.

The female cultivator turned her head and shouted, "Brother, let's go!"

The male cultivator known as the big brother just put away his sword and rushed towards them.

At this time, the three male cultivators looked at each other, stopped attacking the surrounding giant wolves, pulled up the female cultivator and escaped from the encirclement, and ran to a distance, the senior brother among the wolves was instantly submerged by the closed encirclement circle again.

Chu Mo, who had just crossed the center of the secret realm from the southern border and came to the northern border, saw this scene from afar, and he recognized that this was the same family as the three people he met when he first entered the secret realm.

But along the way, there are many incidents of killing people and stealing treasures, and mutilating fellow clansmen. How can we manage them one by one, so Chu Mo mostly treats them as invisible. It is the state of bigu perfection, and if he falls into the encirclement, Chu Mo cannot guarantee that he will be able to escape completely.

But just when Chu Mo was about to leave, his mind suddenly moved, and he turned his head just in time to see the man's sideways face.

At this moment, the man's face was stained with a lot of blood, and a blood mark was drawn by wolf's claws on his cheek. His brows were high, and his thin lips were tightly pursed under the bridge of his tall nose.

It is undeniably a handsome face.But what attracts Chu Mo is not his appearance, but a sense of familiarity after reunion after a long absence.

He also had this feeling when he first arrived outside the secret realm, but at that time he turned his head and saw nothing.

Swallowing the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat again, he swung his sword and chopped off a wolf's head. Chu Shen's figure swayed, his eyes dimmed.

He couldn't hold it anymore.

In fact, he himself didn't know why he wanted to keep going. His fellow disciples had already run far away, so it was meaningless to keep going. His final result was just to be buried in the mouth of a wolf.

But he can't fall down, fall down, and never...

no more?

There was a crash in his mind, and it was all blank.

The wolf king finally finished playing, and opened his mouth to finish this ignorant ant.

The huge wolf's mouth stopped between his neck, and Chu Shen's nose was filled with the burning stench of wolf's mouth. He closed his eyes and waited for the darkness to fall, but only heard a crash.

The gravel splashed by the wolf king's fall hit his face, drawing a new bloodstain, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

he died?

Before he closed his eyes, he suddenly saw a red glow rising from the sky.

Isn't it dark?

Chu Shen thought.

After killing the last giant wolf that surrounded him, Chu Mo picked up the man, stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and walked north for half an hour, and came to an exposed stone forest.

After laying the man down in a grotto, and making sure that he was fine, Chu Mo leaned aside and sat down.His left arm was torn by the wolf's claws, and there was a big bone-seeking gash. The blood was dripping down, but he didn't care about healing. He just tore off a piece of cloth from the front of his shirt, bound it roughly, and then began to close his eyes. Pranayama.

When entering the secret realm, Chu Mo was in the late stage of Bigu, and the aura in this secret realm was rich, and after Chu Mo's spiritual root was reshaped, although he was not born with a Taoist body, he was still the same. The bigu has been completed, a half-step golden elixir.

In this battle just now, although he won, he almost broke through in the battle.

If he reaches the golden core stage, he might be ejected from the secret realm on the spot.

Therefore, the first thing Chu Mo did when he sat down was to suppress the surging spiritual power in his body.

When Chu Shen woke up, the sky was getting bright, he opened his eyes, stared at the cave for a while, and then realized that he was still alive, and the wounds on his body had healed.

He was rescued.

Realizing this, Chu Shen sat up and looked around. Just as he turned his head, he saw the young man in red who was sitting on one side and meditating with his eyes closed.

The boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and his face was still a little childish. His facial features were meticulous, and every inch seemed to be a perfect work of heavenly craftsmanship. Against the backdrop of the red clothes, there was a thrilling beauty in his eyes.

If he opened his eyes, he didn't know what would happen.

Chu Shen sat there blankly, staring at him in a daze.

The moment Chu Shen woke up, Chu Mo noticed it.

This time, he did not bring Xiaolu with him to the South China Sea Secret Realm, so even if it was to adjust his breath, he was never completely unguarded, but seeing that he did not move, he continued to complete the last week of heavenly luck.

After a night of breathing adjustment, the turbulent spiritual power finally calmed down. Chu Mo opened his eyes and looked at the man in a mess, "You're awake."

The young man tilted his head, and when he looked over with clear and lingling eyes, the gleam between his eyebrows when he closed his eyes disappeared, which made him appear a bit more innocent.

Chu Shen lost his mind for a moment.

"Are you OK?"

It wasn't until a cool hand covered his forehead that Chu Shen suddenly woke up. He hurriedly took a step back, got away from Chu Mo's hand, and said, "I'm dirty, don't touch it."

Chu Mo withdrew his hand, suddenly smiled, and asked, "I'm Qing Mo. What's your name?"

Before he had time to regret the heat on his forehead, Chu Shen hurriedly bowed his hands to Chu Mo and saluted, "It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist of Qingmo, who has long admired his name. Chu Shen of the Qingchen sect, thank you fellow Taoist for your help."

Chu Shen.

Hearing the strange name that came out of the other party's mouth, combined with the completely unfamiliar sight he had just seen, Chu Mo's eyelids drooped slightly, and the dark color in them was removed, and he asked, "How did you recruit those poisonous wolves?"