Celestial being

As Hu Zha's memory faded, Yuan Ming felt a sense of loss for no reason.

This feeling is somewhat indescribable, as if a piece of my memory has been hollowed out, and a sense of loss and emptiness arises uncontrollably.

But soon, he remembered Silver Cat's previous warning.

When using soul abilities like feeding souls, one must avoid being emotionally immersed in them, otherwise memory confusion may easily occur over time.

Yuan Ming felt excited in his heart, and immediately gathered his thoughts, closed his eyes and silently ran the "Ming Yue Jue" to get rid of the complicated thoughts and negative emotions that came from Hu Zha's memory.

After a while, Yuan Ming opened his eyes again and let out a long sigh of relief.

The next moment, he was keenly aware of a change that had happened to him. After devouring Huza's soul, the power of his soul seemed to have slightly increased.

He was not too happy about this. Instead, he reminded himself: "Although feeding the soul is good, you can't be greedy."

At this moment, he turned around and saw that the tall man from the Beast Slave Hall with tattoos on his face had come over and met his eyes with shock in his eyes.

He didn't see Yuan Ming holding the murder weapon, nor did he see Yuan Ming's clothes stained with blood, so he couldn't react for a while.

"What...what's going on?" The tattooed man shouted in horror.

"Oh, I just came here too. It seems they were attacked by someone... What did you do?" Yuan Ming suddenly changed his tone and shouted angrily.

"I, I..." The tattooed man was already feeling guilty, but he was shocked by Yuan Ming.

"Come here, I have something to ask you." Yuan Ming shouted.

The tattooed man had no choice but to move over. Before he could get closer, Yuan Ming smelled a strong aroma of powder.

"You bastard, you can't control your crotch at any time!" Yuan Ming pretended to scold him and took another step closer to him.

The tattooed man was about to complain and beg for mercy, but before he could speak, a sword flashed before his eyes. He felt a chill on his neck, and then his whole body rose into the air in vain. The world was spinning for a while, and then he knew nothing.

As the big man's corpse separated, warm blood spattered from his neck, and the scent of powder seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood, making it even more intense.

Yuan Ming kicked away the headless corpse of the tattooed man. After gathering his emotions, he rubbed his cheeks, changed his expression to a consciously gentle one, and came to the mother and daughter who had narrowly escaped death.

The mother held the child tightly and protected her in her arms, the fear in her eyes still not dissipating.

"Don't worry, I'm here to save you." Yuan Ming said in southern Xinjiang dialect.

The woman raised her head slightly, not daring to look more. She just glanced at Yuan Ming and immediately moved away.

She couldn't believe that someone would come specifically to save them.

When Yuan Ming saw this, he didn't mind. He checked and found that there were no obvious injuries on the bodies of mother and daughter, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tuya..." He whispered to the girl in the woman's arms.

The girl's body trembled obviously. Regardless of her mother's suppression, she turned her head little by little, revealing a round and tender cheek.

The moment he saw this face, Yuan Ming was sure that this child must be Tuya.

The outline of her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Hagon's.

The girl was obviously seven years old, but she looked similar in stature to a four or five-year-old child. Her hair was slightly withered and she looked malnourished.

Especially her pair of dark eyes, which contained a mixture of fear and confusion. They looked like a frightened little beast, which made people feel pity after looking at them.

"Abba..."

The girl suddenly screamed, and Yuan Ming and the woman were stunned at the same time.

Yes, in the eyes of a child who has just escaped from the brink of death, isn't the one who can come to save him the father he misses so much?

"I don't..." Yuan Ming opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain for a while.

Just when he gathered his thoughts and was about to speak, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his lower abdomen, and a cold force immediately came from his Dantian.

"Poisoned, when?" Yuan Ming was surprised.

He recalled the rich aroma of the tattooed man just now, and suddenly realized that the poison should be emanating from him.

But who was the poisoner?

Yuan Ming's thoughts changed rapidly, and he immediately stopped his expression of pain. He retracted his hand into his sleeve to perform the secret formula, secretly running the Nine Yuan Jue, trying to divert the magic power to suppress the poison.

But the poison was very strange. The moment he used his magic power, it penetrated into his Dantian.

Yuan Ming suddenly felt that the cold power was entrenched in his Dantian, as if it was frozen, and the cramping pain in his lower abdomen became more and more acute, reaching an unbearable level.

"wrong!"

The poisoner must still be hiding somewhere around, and his situation suddenly became unfavorable.

Yuan Ming gritted his teeth and endured, stood up straight, turned his wrist hidden in his sleeve, took out something and held it in his hand, and at the same time, the expression on his face suddenly turned ferocious.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't kill you guys. Get out of here." He scolded Tuya and her mother.

The woman was startled, but when she was told to leave, she quickly climbed up with her daughter in her arms and was about to escape.

Just as they were about to leave, footsteps suddenly sounded from the front, and five or six figures walked out and blocked the way.

"Yuan Ming, you are really tolerant. You can still remain calm even after being hit by cold frost. This is the first time I have seen you." The leader laughed loudly and was amazed.

"Kun Tu, you are really haunted." Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice.

As he spoke, he looked at the people coming across from him. They were all acquaintances, including Huhuo, Bada, Ulu, and the one-eyed woman who had appeared when they surrounded him last time.

Behind Hu Huo, there are two people standing taller than ten feet tall. They are covered with white hair, their eyes are blood red, and their hands have long black claws. When they grin, they reveal a staggered mouth with a white luster. Fangs.

It was a mandrill with two heads!

However, just when Yuan Ming was about to look away, he realized that the two mandrills in front of him were different from those he had seen before.

There was no crazy murderous intention in their eyes, only a dry and dead silence like a dry well, without any life. They looked like two puppets, quietly following behind Hu Huo.

When he met one of the mandrills, Yuan Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.

Although there were no emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and his body also lacked any obvious features, Yuan Ming had a strong intuition in his heart.

That mandrill is Hagon.

Yuan Ming subconsciously wanted to call out his name.

"Wow……"

Just then, a burst of crying woke him up.

Tuya, who was only seven years old, was in her mother's arms. She carefully turned her face and glanced at the people blocking the road. She was immediately frightened by the terrifying appearance of the mandrill and couldn't help crying.

Yuan Ming glanced at Tuya and then at the mandrill, feeling an unspeakable sorrow in his heart.

They were a family of three who had been separated for seven years. When they reunited again, it was like this.

After the bitterness, there is uncontrollable anger.

The experience of Shiwandashan has made Yuan Ming a little numb. Even when he was persecuted, he had never been so angry. His eyes even ignored Kuntu and unconsciously locked on Huhuo.

Hu Huo trembled, feeling a little guilty when he saw Yuan Ming's terrifying eyes. At first, he didn't understand why Yuan Ming looked at him like this, but after looking at Ha Gong behind him, he suddenly realized.

But immediately, his expression calmed down a little, and the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Yuan Ming, Yuan Ming, we came here specially this time. We originally wanted to kill you secretly, but we never thought that you would actually kill your fellow disciples. This is great. We can justifiably kill you and report back truthfully when we go back. , it’s still a credit.” Kuntu said with a smile.

After entering the inner sect, he was cultivated by Elder Mengshan and assisted by elixirs. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He has reached the seventh level of Qi refining, and he naturally has full confidence when facing Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming's expression remained unchanged, his eyes fell on Kun Tu, and asked: "The missions of the Beast Slave Hall are always carried out secretly, and I have never made it public. How did you know that I participated in this mission?"

"Haha, I forgot to tell you that this time it went so smoothly, naturally thanks to Ulu." Kuntu said with a smile.

Yuan Ming frowned and looked at Wulu.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuan, when you asked me about the mission of the Beast Slave Hall last time, I felt a little strange. When I came back, I reported the matter to Taoist Kuntu." Ulu said with a smile, his face No look of guilt.

After all, in his opinion, Yuan Ming is undoubtedly dead today.

After hearing what Wulu said, Yuan Ming sneered in his heart, which was really a bit surprising.

He didn't expect that Ulu would notice such details.

It seems that after entering the Biluo Cave, I was not as vigilant as I should have been, and that's why I was in danger today because of some mistakes I shouldn't have made.

"Speaking of which, it was also Kuntu Daoist Brother's clever calculation. Hearing my casual mention, he guessed that you would participate in the mission of the Beast Slave Hall, and then sent people to keep an eye on it, and sure enough, he was waiting for you." Wulu did not forget to flatter you. Kuntu said.

"Yuan Ming, this time you are far outside the scope of the sect. Let's see if anyone can save you?" Kun Tu sneered with a somewhat complacent look on his face.

"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. Brother Yuan, after all, we have met each other. I also have my own reasons. Don't blame me." Wulu said with a smile on his face, bowing slightly to Yuan Ming.

At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly groaned, his face turned livid, he covered his lower abdomen with one hand, and collapsed to the ground.

When Kun Tu saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing loudly and said: "I'm talking so much nonsense to you, just waiting for you to get poisonous, how about it? The feeling of cold frost poison invading the Dantian is not very pleasant, right?"