[Daddy.]

[Daddy.]

Wen Muqing was woken up by the call in his mind, and in a blur, he asked

, [Xixi, what's wrong?] [

That bad guy couldn't enter here because of the seal, so he actually left the secret realm and took the demon cultivator to the world to make trouble. Wen

Muqing instantly sobered up

, [What are they doing in the world?]

The cultivation method of demon cultivation is despised by the righteous path, once it appears, it will be hunted down and killed by the hundred schools of Xianmen, after being calm for so many years, where did you have the courage to suddenly cause trouble?

[Wu Zhuo exchanged a technique for cooperation with demon cultivation.

Now he is looking for babies in the human world, and he needs a hundred babies to run the exercises to improve his realm.

Wu Zhuo has turned from the righteous path to the demon path, I don't know how many people he has killed over the years, and he has used the vitality of the living to transform into spiritual power to improve the realm.

Now he is no different from Demon Cultivation, that set of exercises can not only be used by Demon Cultivation, but he can also use it!]

Wen Muqing sat up suddenly, felt a pain in his waist, and fell back again

, "It hurts..."

The soreness in his body reminded him of what had just happened, he met Shizun on the road, stepped forward to ask, and felt that Shizun was not in the right state, and then he was given by Shizun...

Looking around, he was lying on the ground, but there was a layer of bedding on the ground.

Touching the slippery material under the palm of his hand, Wen Muqing sighed in his heart that the master was still carrying the futon with him.

He was as shocked as the food he carried with him.

Let's ask, which is more shocking, the always cold Immortal Venerable took out a stack of cakes from his sleeve or leaned over to spread the futon on the ground?

No matter what kind of thing, once it is matched with the cold face of the master, it is full of contrasts.

There is a kind of life atmosphere of Lin Daiyu digging coal.

Shizun is not here, I don't know where I went.

The top priority now is to get out as soon as possible and stop the burning action.

I had no choice but to open the plug-in.

[Sissy, help me find out where Ah Jiu is.]

[Okay, Daddy.]

[Searching...].

Dad

is now behind the big rock in front of him!]

Wen Muqing thought that Mo Xuan had something important to do before leaving, but he didn't expect it to be here, so why didn't he come out?

After thinking about it, Wen Muqing understood, it was about the same as last time, and Ah Jiu was probably doing psychological construction for himself again.

Then, the already fair-faced young man frowned slightly, pretending to bite his lip in pain, and rubbed his waist and thighs.

Mo Xuan squatted behind the stone, and when he saw Wen Muqing like this, he couldn't help but worry in his heart, was it too ruthless?

But he had obviously been drugged.

"Shhh The

young man exhaled softly in pain, and Mo Xuan's heart trembled, and he strode out from behind the stone.

No matter what, Mu Qing is uncomfortable, he wants to be by Mu Qing's side, he can't be a scumbag who just throws

it away! Wen Muqing heard the footsteps, and when he raised his head, he happened to look at Shang Mo Xuan's worried eyes.

The man squatted down, supported his waist, and asked

, "Muqing, where does it hurt?"

Wen Muqing didn't reply to this question, but said with a straight face

, "Master, we stumbled upon traces of demonic qi here, and guessed that someone with demonic cultivation had mixed into the secret realm."

We need to find the Candle of Darkness quickly and get out of here as soon as possible. "

It is inconvenient for Wen Muqing to tell Mo Xuan directly about the disturbance of the world brought by Wu Zhuo, but he can urge and remind.

As long as you can get out of the secret realm smoothly, everything is easy to say.

Sure enough, Mo Xuan also immediately straightened up and helped Wen Muqing

up, "Okay, let's hurry up." "

......

It was still Wen Muqing walking in front, and Mo Xuan was flying beside him.

It's just that the person who was still vigorous yesterday is limping at the moment.

Wen Muqing blushed with shame, never thought that it would be this incident that would hinder her from moving forward.

Mo Xuan naturally noticed Wen Muqing's inconvenience in his movements, and felt guilty in his heart, but knew that now was not a good time to explain.

So, there was no word all the way.

Suddenly, in the darkness, the ground in front of him glowed brightly, which was particularly obvious.

Wen Muqing didn't care about the discomfort between her legs, and quickly ran to the glowing object.

"This is—"

Just as he was about to touch it, the ground shook violently, gravel fell overhead, and a frightened bat fluttered its wings and fled into the distance.

Mo Xuan heard the sound from the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly, he picked up Wen Muqing and flew into the air.

In an instant, a crack in the ground and a behemoth flew out of the ground.

The creature was pitch black, its scales as hard and shiny as obsidian, and the glowing object that had just been inserted into the ground was on its body.

The location of that place turned out to be the reverse scale

of the evil dragon! Could it be that this was the Dark Candle?

The evil dragon hovered over the cave, immediately occupying two-thirds of the space, and Mo Xuan held Wen Muqing with nowhere to dodge.

The dragon's whiskers were pumped defiantly, Mo Xuan took Wen Muqing to dodge, and after that, he placed the person in a corner and set up a formation to protect it, and then flew into the air again to confront the evil dragon.

This is the first time Wen Muqing has seen Mo Xuan fight, or rather, it is also the first time to see Ah Jiu fighting.

The dragon deftly hovered overhead, first provoking with its dragon whiskers, then spotting its prey's agility and scratching with its claws, all of which Mo Xuan dodged.

One man and one dragon fought in the air for several rounds, and in the end there was no winner or loser.

Wen Muqing was a little worried about Mo Xuan, but he also knew that if he left the magic circle now, it would only distract Mo Xuan and affect his performance.

In a master duel, there can be no moments of relaxation or distraction.

It's often a split second that decides the winner.

However, seeing Mo Xuan's body constantly hanging colors, his face becoming more and more pale, Wen Muqing still couldn't help but walk back and forth anxiously in the formation.

The dragon had been fighting with the tiny human in front of him for so long, and he couldn't believe that a small creature could dodge its attack, so he became angry and spewed a flame from his mouth.

The flames were bright, instantly illuminating the dark space, and at the same time, bursts of heat rushed towards the face.

This is definitely a hard blow from the dragon.

The firelight illuminated the incomparably small people in the air, Mo Xuan was dressed in black, his inky hair fluttering behind him, and he still looked calm in such a critical situation.

This is the first time Wen Muqing has seen Shizun take out a sword, as the immortal venerable of Iron Sword Peak, countless sword cultivators worship people, but they don't often use swords.

The man did not hold a sword in his hand, but a huge sword intent appeared behind him, like his own soul, emitting a brilliant golden light, and quickly slashed forward.

The golden sword intent did not disappear when it touched the flames, but quickly circled around the bright flames and continued to attack the evil dragon.

The dragon's black pupils reflected the sword intent that was getting closer and closer, and when the brain went blank, the claws lost sensation.

The huge evil dragon was sliced into pieces by the sword intent, spraying blood rain, and falling from the sky one by one.

The sword intent clearly dug out the glowing scales from the evil dragon's body, and the shining scales turned into a candle, burning a cold white fire, and sent it to Mo Xuan's hands.

The man floated in the air, like a posthumous immortal, Wen Muqing's heart beat fast in an instant, and his cheeks were crimson.

Ah Jiu, so handsome...

[Daddy, how do I feel that Daddy is deliberately playing handsome in front of you.]

[Xixi, Ah Jiu is already so handsome, okay.]

"Master!"

Mo Xuan noticed Wen Muqing and flew towards this side.

At this moment, the cave, which had been calm, suddenly trembled violently, and huge boulders fell from the sky, lying between the two of them.

A black mist poured out from the cracked mouth above, surging towards Mo Xuan, the black mist was in the shape of a long strip, with a blurred human face in the front, except for a pair of white eyes without pupils.

Wrapped around the black mist, there are also layers of demonic energy.

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author is facing the sprint period for graduate school entrance examination, and he is really weak.

In order to ensure the

quality of the small world, the author plans to update 6,000 words a week, take a leave of absence every Monday and Tuesday, and update 6,000 to 7,000 words in the remaining five days.

If a chapter is two thousand, then it's only three thousand.

The babies of the student party are also about to have their final exams, so you can stock up on books and wait for the winter vacation to read them.

Work together and encourage each other.

I hope you understand, Mo Mo Da.

I hope the author will succeed in the graduate school entrance examination.

After the initial test, that is, in January, it may return to the original update speed.

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