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Taotie was stunned by the sudden resignation. This person has always been arrogant, always high above and unwilling to bow his head, but today——

The old man on the side couldn't stand it anymore, hey hey hey, young people nowadays can't look around when they are flirting or flirting, why is it so unlucky for me, is this interrupting or not interrupting, I am in a hurry.

In the end, Qi Lao decided to focus on the overall situation of mankind, and his old life was nothing.

"Ahem, I'm sorry to bother you two."

"Let's go, Xiaotian—you can rest today."

Feng Xiaotian looked at Taotie in disbelief, only seeing the back of that person leaving.rest?Ha, should I thank you for giving me a day off.

Feng Xiaotian and Feng Dadi, who were always by the side, did not step forward to help their master after all. That is the dignity of the master. They know the pain of the master's embarrassment, but they are powerless. .

Elder Qi, who successfully took away Taotie, didn't show any expression on his face, but his heart was a little turbulent.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Swallow those monsters and try your best."

When he arrived at the destination, Taotie's already unwell face turned even worse.

"Old man, don't you know that Taotie is also very picky about what he eats?" Taotie would never tell the truth, in fact he has no sense of taste, he eats everything the same.

"I've wronged you."

Taotie raised his eyes and looked at Old Qi, this man is quite courageous, he probably eats it well, and there are no side effects, but he is a little old, the meat must not taste good, forget it.

Looking at the blackness in front of him, Taotie really has no desire to eat. He is not picky about food, but he is picky about his looks. All of them are prototypes, so how can they eat?And there are side effects after eating this group of guys, if not, you will have to vomit for a long time.

irritable.

But now the irritable glutton leader has nothing else to do but swallow this group of guys.

"Open the seal a little. I'll eat slowly. By the way, bring me the trash can and a few bottles of water."

Old Qi couldn't bear it anymore, this guy really looks like eating, but why do you need a trash can, can't you just spit out the bad food?

Facts have proved that Mr. Qi is really right. Taotie really has no interest in guys with this appearance. He will swallow one as soon as it comes out. If the taste can be tolerated, then swallow it. Come out after a lap, and you'll be dead anyway. It's really a little disgusting to see.

Elder Qi looked at it and turned his head silently. As for the others, the beast-swallowers are here, so let's withdraw first.

It's just that not many people left, not because they didn't want to leave, but because there were only a few people left, and the rest had already been swallowed up by these mutated monsters.

However, no one cried. They have watched life and death too much. They will not cry for the departure of their companions. a share.

The old people didn't say anything, they knew that these children were not easy, and their hearts were actually very painful, but they had to endure it, because once they collapsed, it would be difficult to stand up again.

It has been a week since this incident, and everyone has adjusted to the best condition for the upcoming battle.

The Three-legged Crow also managed to bring back Ditai, and brought Xiao Changyou back safely, but he might not be able to hold on any longer.When he sneaked to the imperial stage with Xiao Changyou, he knew that he had caught the trick. Although he also guessed the possibility, the only thing he didn't expect was that the person waiting for him here was none other than Pan Gu himself.

"The traitor general of the demon world, my love general Three-legged Crow. I have been waiting for you for a long time, tens of thousands of years."

Sanzuwu was stunned, so he knew that he was pretending to betray the demon world, and he was so scheming, how could he not guess it, but he didn't expect that he would be so generous and keep him for so many years.

"Do you know why I kept you so long?"

"I don't know."

"Ha, because you are my general, it's just starting from today."

After finishing speaking, Pangu leaned over directly, and the Three-legged Crow knew that he would never return today, but fortunately, he told Xiao Changyou before coming, and asked him to go directly to get the emperor's pulp, and then go back directly.

If it was someone else who came, maybe they wouldn't listen, but the person who came with him was none other than Xiao Changyou who listened to him the most.

Xiao Changyou quickly took the emperor table pulp, seeing that Sansan was still fighting with others, Xiao Changyou thought about waiting a while, but Sansan had been fighting for a long time, Xiao Changyou didn't want to wait anymore, Sansan said In order to let myself go back first, then I should go back first, and see if the meeting will stop at [-]:[-].

The three-legged crow really thought that he was going to be finished, and he was short of Pangu's last move, but when Pangu made the last move, he suddenly stopped and disappeared.

The three-legged crow didn't understand, but he really couldn't hold on any longer, he was hanging on his last breath, he had to leave here first.Maybe it was because he knew that the person who came here to stop him was Pan Gu, so the journey was smooth.

After returning home, looking at Qiongqi who was still awake, he smiled wryly, and muttered, "You really make people hard to talk about being so bearish."

Then he sat cross-legged, called for Yanyan, and asked him to come over to Jiuqing.

When Jiuqing arrived here, what he saw was a three-legged crow frozen in ice, he was surprised and a little sad.But anyway, the person is not completely dead, but I don't know how many years to wait.

"Little golden bird, I have to wrong you for the time being. I don't have time to save you now. Anyway, you can't die now. Even if you are saved, you will have to wait thousands of years before you wake up. I will put you in poverty." Go in the cave, hey, see how kind I am to you."

Jiuqing picked up the imperial table paste brought by Xiao Changyou, the flame ash of Lingqiushan that the three-legged crow had found before, and all kinds of materials found by everyone in the demon world, and threw them all to Mo Yi who had been lying on his body. The little fat pier next to him.

They can't do things like deploying formations and unprinting, and they don't understand, so let them be left to experts.

Xiao Zhi picked up the things and set them up. The array was very beautiful, but the person who arranged the array was not beautiful, or in a very ugly mood. There were dried tears on his ashen-faced face, and he was already crying. For several days, I couldn't shed tears.Mo Yi didn't wake up, and Xiao Zhi was annoyed at his helplessness, but he still couldn't do anything except cry, so it was useless.

Xiao Zhuyan didn't know what to say, it wasn't that he was comforted, but Xiaozhi couldn't listen at all.Xiao Zhuyan could only watch Xiaozhi cry, wipe his tears, his clenched fist loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

Walking in front of Yan Yan with a solemn expression, "Xiao Zhi will be counting on you, I want to go back to the clan, please take good care of him."

Yan Yan looked at this little guy who couldn't tell his age at all, he obviously had a cute bun face, but he had such a serious and serious expression, but he didn't know that this made him look even cuter.

Wei Wei nodded, needless to say, she would take good care of Xiao Pangdun, if not, Xiao Mo would wake up and probably howl again.

But, why haven't woken up yet.

Mo Yi, who is in a coma, is actually not very comfortable. To be honest, he is actually exhausted right now.One picture after another flashed by, and the influx of memory fragments settled in his mind without negotiating. In these pictures, there was always a man wearing a gold-rimmed robe with a white background, and a half copper plate on his face. A mask, an ugly mask, when the man took off his mask when there was only one person, Mo Yi found that this man - looked very much like himself.

Mo Yi couldn't help thinking, could it be that this was his previous life, previous life?

Still thinking about it, the man in the picture raised his index finger and tapped his forehead lightly, with a smile as gentle as jade, which made him feel a little pampered.This man can see himself!Mo Yi finally discovered that every time he came to a screen, as long as he appeared, the man's eyes would always be vaguely swept towards him, and then there would be that gentle smiling face again.

His head hurt more and more, and Mo Yi, who was shuttling through the screen, squatted down slowly, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Even outside, you could see Mo Yi's discomfort. Mr. Mo kept wiping his good grandson with a handkerchief. His forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat, and he unconsciously grasped the quilt tightly.

The picture finally stopped changing, and Mo Yi was sitting on the ground weakly. What came into view was a row of mountain walls, surrounded by piles of corpses. Looking at the skeleton and those scattered bones, they could be vaguely discerned. , which should be human bones.

Mo Yi is now more courageous and calmer than before. He stared at the colorful clouds above the cliff. The color of the clouds kept changing, and there seemed to be something inside, which he couldn't see clearly.

Suddenly a figure flew out from the colorful clouds—it was that man.

The man covered his chest, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, his face gradually turned pale, Mo Yi hurriedly got up and tried to support the man.The man looked at Mo Yi as if he had a feeling, and stretched out his hand, and Mo Yi was already in front of the man.

The man's white clothes are now stained with blood, presumably after a fight.

The man dragged Mo Yi, struggling to avoid the attack of the colorful clouds behind him. I don't know how he did it. Mo Yi saw that he was about to hit the mountain, but he passed through it. It was just darkness, and he couldn't see anything except The warmth of his wrist.

Mo Yi's thoughts flew away again, after walking for an unknown amount of time, Mo Yi finally stopped, the darkness disappeared, this should be a very empty cave, Mo Yi thought to himself.Looking at the dark cave in front of him, Mo Yi felt a little nervous, why did this man bring me here?

The man finally let go of his hands here, but directly sat Mo Yi on the ground.

"Xiao Moyi, I don't have time to go into details about what happened, you will know later."

After the man finished speaking, he bit his own finger, and then grabbed Mo Yi's hand—and bit it too.

"Hiss—what are you doing?" The man didn't answer Mo Yi, but took out an old yellow cloth strip, with blood written on it.Mo Yi is a little depressed, why are you biting Lao Tzu's finger when you write a book in blood? Is it possible that you don't have enough blood for yourself?Just such a small strip of cloth, how much blood can you use.

But what Mo Yi is most interested in is this man's life experience, who made them look like the same mold, oops!Maybe he is also someone from our Mo family?

Regardless of what Mo Yi was thinking, the man put down the strip of cloth, picked up Mo Yi's hand, and drew a few times with a brush. Looking at it, Mo Yi was a little dazed. What kind of blood book was on the strip? What formation!What the hell is this thing for!

Mo Yi was still complaining, but the man on the opposite side couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. Only then did Mo Yi realize that the man's face was bloodless, and the face that was [-]% similar to his own was gradually aging and wrinkled. One by one looming.

On the contrary, Mo Yi felt that the power in his body was churning at the moment, more and more, more and more, and he was about to lose control.What's going on, he instinctively has something to do with the symbol on the cloth strip, but the man is now an old man who doesn't even have the strength to get up, so Mo Yi hurried over to help the man up.

What happened?How could a man become like this all of a sudden, Mo Yi became more and more anxious, it was too weird, is this a memory or a dream?Or is it reality.The twilight old man on the opposite side didn't explain to Mo Yi, he struggled to sit upright, put his head against Mo Yi's head, and his hands fell powerlessly on the cloth, the blood in his fingers couldn't stop for some reason, as if Be streamlined.