The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

The ice sculpture still stood in the same place. After the comparison, Qin Mo discovered that the figure was empty in both eyes. Because the color of the ice around the statue is transparent, he did not find it before.

Qin Mo touched the black spar in his hand, and his body shape jumped. The spar was embedded in the left eye of the ice sculpture. The original irregular black spar touched the ice sculpture, and it turned into an oval bead. It is just inlaid in the depression.

At the same time, Lin Zikai did not slowly put the spar in his hand into the right eye of the ice sculpture.

The entire ice sculpture is transparent, only the pupils of both eyes are dark. Both Qin Mo and Lin Zikai focused on the special eyes, and the two ice-stained eyes suddenly flashed, reflecting a strange black light.

Qin Mo's face changed slightly, and he pulled the side of the forest and immediately stepped back.

As they retired, the ice sculptures shattered and burst out, and the ice sculptures had a strong white glow.

When the light was about to cover the two people, Lin Zi’s body shape turned, and Qin ink was strictly guarded under the body, blocking the crushing ice attack.

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When Qin Mo opened his eyes, there was a feeling of soreness coming from the whole body. He moved his hands and found that his right hand was tightly held. Looking at the road, he saw Lin Ziwei lying next to him. His eyes closed and he was obviously in a coma, but his hand was holding Qin Mo’s right hand tightly.

Qin Mo brows wrinkled, he found that the spiritual power in the body could not work, the spiritual power in the air is also rare and pitiful, almost impossible to feel.

There was a slight footstep next to it, and Qin Mo looked up and saw an old man coming over from the side.

The old man's hair was white, wearing a plain linen, seeing Qin Mo and Lin Zikai, his face changed suddenly, looked around and found no other talent to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Where is this?" It took a long time for Qin Mo to break away from the shackles of the forest, and he stood up straight to help the forest.

The old man walked to the front of Qin Mo, and looked at them in a complicated look. His eyes fell on the extremely precious robes of Qin Mo. After a long time, he hesitated and said: "Are you just thrown here?"

Seeing Qin Mo’s gaze, the old man’s eyes drifted, and then he made up his mind and said: “With that kid, follow me.”

Qin Moyi, looked at the strange environment around him, hesitated and picked up the forest on the ground, nodded and followed the old man.

Before Qin Mo stood in a dilapidated house, the terrain was extremely complicated. If it was not with the old man, Qin Mo would not find this place.

Watching Qin Mo put Lin Ziyu on the bed, the old man sighed softly, and said with a bit of pity in his tone: "This is your brother, I did not expect that you two were thrown together in this place."

Qin Mo’s action on his hand, he bowed his head slightly and asked, “Where is this?”

"You must have heard before, there is a place in the world called the dark tomb." The old man said the name bitterly. "There is a lot of gathering here that can't awaken the gods, and there is..."

The old man glanced at Qin Mo and saw that there was no special reaction on his face before he said: "There are some young people who have been abandoned by the big family like you. But you young people are here to be extra careful, the dark tomb has been The shogunate ruled, as long as the young people in the dark to serve the shogunate, my son is because... Hey! You still have to stay with the old man here." The old man sighed and watched Qin Mo shook his head and went out.

"Master, it seems that we have come to an unacceptable place." Lin Zikai’s voice came from behind Qin Mo, and Qin Mo turned his head and saw Lin Zikai’s spirit leaning against the bed.

Qin Mo looked up and down Lin Zikai, and saw him struggling to get up from the bed. He thought that before he could not help him save his scene, his heart gradually softened. He stepped forward to support Lin Zikai and said faintly: "Be careful."

Lin Ziyi stunned, and then his face could not cover his happiness again. He held the arm of Qin Mo and saw that Qin Mo did not open him as before. He said with joy: "Well, listen to the master."

Touched by Lin Zikai, Qin Mo’s body was stiff and stiff, and he slowly relaxed. He slowly said: “There is no aura in the air, and we can’t use it here.”

Qin Mo licked his lips and went on to say, "I am going to find something for you."

"Ha ha ha..." Lin Zizhen looked at the back of Qin Mo, and he laughed so loudly. His eyes narrowed and his mouth rose upwards. He said lowly, "Master, it’s good."

When Qin Mozhong walked into the house, he saw this scene. He stepped forward and handed a slightly damaged stone bowl in his hand to Lin Zikai’s arms: "Although we have already turned the valley, but we still have no spiritual power, we still have to Eat something."

"Thank you Master." Lin Ziyi's eyes bent, took over the stone bowl in Qin Mo, and smiled and thanked.

Looking at him like this, Qin Mo’s eyes flashed. Since that incident, he seems to have not been so harmonious with Lin Zikai for a long time. He stared at Lin Zi’s eyes and could not see any dark eyebrows. He unconsciously said: “You At the beginning..."

Before I finished, Qin Mo’s face closed coldly, no matter what the reason, betrayal was betrayal. So thinking, Qin Mo’s body warmth disappeared again, no longer look at Lin Zi’s eyes, and turned away again. Here.

Lin Ziqi held the stone bowl and looked at the dark water in the bowl of soup. He held the stone bowl and tightened it.

When Qin Mo walked outside the house, he saw the old man handling the herbs. The herbs did not have any spiritual fluctuations, just ordinary herbs. Looking at the old man, Qin Mo hesitated to open: "You..."

It seems that Qin Mozhen was seen. The old man smiled gently, and there was no longer a low color in his eyebrows. He smiled and said: "You just call me an old man."

Seeing his smile, Qin Mo originally had some troubles and his mind gradually settled down. He walked to the side of Wen’s head and gently “gone”.

Seeing that Qin Mo’s eyes fell on those herbs, Wen’s old man smiled and said with some pride: “The old man has no ability, and the only thing that can be used is the refining technology. I dare say that there are not many people in the entire dark tomb. Technology is above my old man."

"Refining medicine?" Qin Mo picked up a herb at hand and showed some doubts on his face.

"Refining medicine is to treat these herbs in a special way, and to make them into liquid medicines. These medicines have special functions and are much better than herbs." When it comes to self-satisfaction, some old people can't help but dance.

Qin ink is clear in the heart, this drug is probably similar to the drug.

In the old population, Qin Mo said so, the speed of the hand in the hands of the many herbs in front of the good, then the right hand below a fishing, took out a flat iron piece in front of.

The old man looked suede, picked out a few different herbs from the pile of herbs, placed them on the iron plate, and solemnly pulled out a few gray stones from his arms, inlaid in several small holes in the edge of the iron plate. Then the hands quickly move up.

Qin Mo’s original gaze gradually became more and more serious. He watched the tumbling of herbs on the iron plate and the old man and the gray material around the stone. Qin Mo’s eyes could not be turned.

The herb on the iron plate slowly turns into a turquoise liquid. It is peculiar that the liquid is full of granules and the iron plate is condensed.

The old man took out a bi-colored bottle from his arms, carefully poured the liquid into the bottle, and collected the bottle, and the old man exhaled a deep breath.

"The gray matter around you..." Seeing the old man stopped his movements, Qin Mo asked in confusion.

"You can actually see?" Listening to Qin Mo said, the old man's face showed amazed look, and looked up and down Qin Mo said: "This is the Yuan Shenli."

Seeing that Qin Mo is puzzled, he went on to say: "I awakened Yuan Shenli. I should not have lived a dark tomb.

But... she didn't wake up, but she left early. After he said it, his face showed a bitter table again.

Love.

Looking at the old man who was depressed, Qin Mo was quiet at the moment.

After a long time, the old man came out of his own thoughts and laughed at himself: "The old man is very old and likes to think about it." Suddenly, when he turned around, his eyes revealed a bit of joy: "Since you can see me The strength of the body is that you are not completely unaware of the power of the gods. I will refine some awakening fluids tomorrow and help you test them again."

Feeling the goodwill from the old man's body, Qin Mo has been slowly calmed down, and the corner of his mouth raised a small curvature: "Thank you."

When I heard Qin Modao thank, the old man was a glimpse. After the previous observation, he determined that Qin Mo was a cold person. He was quite surprised when he heard him thank him. He removed his sight and waved at Qin Mo: "If it weren't for you and my son, I wouldn't bother to help you."