Among the mummies everywhere, a young woman stood brightly. Her eyebrows and eyes were like picturesque smoke and illusion, slightly illusory, like a person walking out of the painting. Her soft hair was rolled up by the wind and fluttered, revealing her bright black and white eyes full of confusion.

She lowered her head and looked at her green jade fingers. She didn't know what she thought of, and her beautiful brows frowned slightly, making people feel endless pity without realizing it.

At this moment, the woman's small nose moved slightly and murmured: "The smell of chaos..." The voice was soft, and she was about to leave as soon as she whispered.

But at this moment, she suddenly stopped, looked down at the ragged robe with snow-white skin, and her brows frowned.

After a few breaths, she suddenly raised her hand and sank into nothingness. When she took it back, she had an exquisite robe in her hand.

But at this moment, the woman frowned even tighter, and her eyes showed deep confusion... It seemed that she herself didn't know how she got the robe, and it seemed that she could do it with just one thought...

Shaking her head, the majestic aura flashed in a flash, the long ragged slope of the woman's body shattered directly, and her naked body only appeared in less than a moment, and she put on a new robe. Although it was wide, the tailor was quite ingenious, showing her proud figure very well.

Swish-

A figure flashed, and the woman disappeared in an instant.

...

A shocking rainbow came from afar, and after it fell, Mo Yu's figure appeared.

Because of excessive loss of power, his face was pale and his bright eyes were dimming at this moment.

After escaping for several days, Mo Yu even risked the dedication of exposing his whereabouts to expose his whereabouts and used Kunpeng to make his own speed reach the extreme, but he could not get rid of it at all. The feeling of being as bright as a light on his back.

He knew that the purple-red mummy was behind, and once he stopped, he would be caught up with it soon.

Although he still has many trump cards that have not been exposed, such as the power of the Yellow Spring, such as the origin of the Beast God... But even if he goes all out and fights head-on, Mo Yu has no confidence in getting out of it.

Escape, can't escape.

You can't beat it.

Mo Yu has been in a long time and has not encountered such a dilemma, so his heart is naturally covered with clouds. If you can't continue like this, you must find a way to change this situation, otherwise he will not be able to hold on for too long if he continues?

The thought was turning rapidly, and at this moment, Mo Yu frowned slightly and looked up and looked forward.

A gorgeous imperial carriage with layers of purple halos was roaring from afar. The one who pulled the carriage was two ancient beasts. The divine light shone as the eyes opened and closed, and it was obviously very strong. The old man from Sanming led more than a dozen monks around the imperial carriage. Although his breath was not obvious, he was invisibly oppressed, which gave people great psychological pressure.

You know, this is hell, the Yellow Spring beasts are rampant, and countless monks are buried in danger every year.

Here, I dare to be so arrogant, either seeking death or having strong enough strength.

The team of monks in front of him is obviously the latter.

If it were before, when he found the imperial carriage, Mo Yu would have avoided it far away, but now his eyes flashed slightly and he stayed there.

Before he could think about how to speak, a surprise cry came out in his ears, "You...you are still alive!"

Mo Yu was stunned and looked shocked. His vision was blocked before, but he did not notice the existence of several other people.

Looking at the red eyes of the woman in front of him, his heart warmed slightly, and then he felt a little apology, and he smiled and said, "Qingyuan, we are meeting again, you don't seem to be very happy."

"No...no, I just... just windy squinted my eyes." Qingyuan hurriedly wiped his eyes, looked him up and down carefully, and confirmed that he was really fine, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"See fellow Taoist, thank you for saving your life!" Wei Cheng and another female cultivator came to salute. The former opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Mo Yu's heart moved and shook her head and said, "When I arrived, she was no longer here."

Wei Cheng's body stiffened and his eyes showed pain, "It's all my fault...it's my fault..."

Although Qingyuan was angry at his cowardice, his heart still felt soft and he comforted softly: "Senior Brother Wei Cheng, you have tried your best in that situation, don't be too sad."

Wei Cheng forced a smile, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Mo Yu frowned secretly, and his low evaluation of this person was reduced a lot. Regardless of whether he had been rescued or not, he entered the canyon, and it was on the surface that it was Qingyuan's request that he took the risk. Mr. Wei Cheng should thank him.

Of course, he also has his own real purpose, saving people is just a coincidence, so he changed his mind slightly and let it go.

At this moment, the imperial carriage had stopped, and the three old men's eyes fell on Mo Yu, and they looked at it for a moment and then took it back.

The dozen people behind him were even more arrogant, and even the interest in taking a look was lacking.

"What happened?" A nice female voice came from the imperial carriage, with a faint nobility and indifference, giving people a sense of endless alienation.

"Report to Miss Qing, it was this fellow Taoist who saved us a few days ago." Lin Yuan said respectfully, and bowed, "This fellow Taoist, after that day, we were very concerned about your safety. Now that we see that you are safe and sound, we can feel at ease."

His voice was sincere, but for some reason, Mo Yu could always detect a trace of hypocrisy on him, so he just nodded without saying much.

The silence in the imperial carriage was heard for a moment, and the female voice continued to sound, "It turns out that you saved Qingyuan and the others, it's great. No matter what, Qingyuan is the blood of my Qing family. If you save her, I will give you the qualification to follow me."

Lin Yuan was stunned, a little unbelievable and envious, but soon he came to his senses and glanced at Qingyuan whose face changed slightly, and then fell on Mo Yu, which made him feel a little more interesting.

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't speak.

Lin Yuan smiled, "This fellow Taoist, following Miss Qing is a great honor. Many people can't ask for it. Don't let Miss Qing down." These words are ill-intentioned and are originally a gesture of gratitude. In his opinion, if he refuses, it will become disrespect and offense.

Mo Yu looked at it, and his plain eyes seemed to see through him. Lin Yuan's smile suddenly froze, he turned his head slightly, and did not dare to look at him.

"Miss Qing is very honored to recruit me, but there is an enemy behind me who is chasing me." Mo Yu spoke slowly, showing hesitation, "This may bring some trouble to Miss Qing."

Xu Fu curled his lips and showed a little disdain, "Don't worry, this is a huge difficulty, for Miss Qing, it's just a small task."

"Well." Although the word "light" in the imperial carriage was only a faint word, Xu Fu seemed to have received great affirmation, and his face turned red slightly due to excitement. "You heard it, why don't you thank Miss Qing quickly. Being able to follow the lady is the luck you have cultivated in your lifetime!"

Mo Yu smiled, "In this way, please take care of Miss Qing in the future."

Qingyuan lowered his head, looking a little sad, but when he thought that he could be safe, he felt relieved.

But in the future, you should stay away from him, otherwise it will cause him trouble.

Thinking of this, Qingyuan bit his lips slightly, with no trace under his feet, and took a step back.
Chapter completed!