(Today I will still spend the weekend with all book friends during the third update. I will present the first update.)

After looking at Qin Yao for a while, Mo Ran turned his gaze to the direction where the nightmare disappeared. As his eyes went back and forth, the worries in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"What is this girl doing?" Mo Ran muttered anxiously.

Mo Ran had always seen Qin Yao's actions before and understood why she did this. It seemed that Qin Yao must have used something to lead Nightmare away, and then she dared to walk to the edge of the lake with a swagger.

According to Mo Ran's analysis, no other spirit beast was found except for this nightmare. This shows that the lake must be surrounded by the territory of this nightmare. The stronger the spirit beast, the more arrogant it has. In his own territory, it will never allow any alien existence. It is this unique personality that prompted Qin Yao to come here to bet with extreme danger. As for the "bet", Mo Ran still doesn't know it. But he knew in his heart that the materials for Qin Yao's mouth to make "Kui Water Divine Thunder" have an important connection with the lake water in the lake.

Looking at Qin Yao who was still motionless on the shore, Mo Ran couldn't help but worry again. The nightmare had been chasing out for a while, but Qin Yao still didn't take any action. What was she doing?

Mo Ran's worry lasted for too long. Just as he was guessing what Qin Yao would do next, Qin Yao by the lake finally moved.

The slender figure slowly raised his two jade hands, slowly tying in front of the xiong, and then the movements on his hands changed faster and faster, forming various handprints, after a brief and rapid action.

Under Mo Ran's shocked gaze, the lake surface, which had been dead and silent in his eyes, suddenly rolled like boiling water. After a while, black bubbles appeared on the lake surface. Such a strange scene did not last long. Just after the bubbles burst open, drops of black water droplets suddenly separated from the lake water.

Mo Ran looked at the lake ahead in surprise, his eyes full of horror.

"Damn." Mo Ran couldn't help but let out a low voice. Just as the black water droplets left the lake and floated into the air, Mo Ran clearly felt a huge mental pressure suppressing him so much that he almost couldn't breathe. The pressure could be said to be extremely domineering, just like the energy emitted by a peerless master. Mo Ran believed that if he got closer, he might be forced to faint directly by this pressure.

"It's good that I'm far away." Mo Ran sighed with gratitude, but even so, as the black water droplets continued to increase, the breath in the air became heavier and heavier. In the end, Mo Ran involuntarily took a few steps back and sat cross-legged on the ground to resist luck.

The purple air in his body obediently followed the meridians for a week. Mo Ran felt a little comfortable. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Yao. The little girl was still holding handprints on the shore, and her breath was slowly rising. Although her breath was so weak in Mo Ran's eyes, the little girl was still standing steadily by the lake without any wavering.

It's so weird! Mo Ran, who is far away, can't figure out what method Qin Yao has used to support it until now. What a huge atmosphere it is. I believe Wu Kuang is just like this.

Mo Ran really wanted to run over to help Qin Yao, but the will in his mind told Mo Ran that it was not the time. The only thing he could do was not disturb her and let her complete the following work.

Time passed like a flowing water, but in Mo Ran's heart, it was as slow as a snail. It seemed like a long time, and finally, under Mo Ran's expectant eyes, Qin Yao stopped moving. At this time, countless water droplets floating on the sky above the lake surface were scattered like they were without support, falling on the lake surface, causing countless ripples.

There was only a drop of water droplets that were so dark that it could not be darker. I stepped forward and leaned forward. Mo Ran suddenly felt the powerful energy of the droplets. While surprised, Mo Ran once again suspected Qin Yao's identity.

The water droplets were suspended in the air, creating a strange scene. After a long time, Qin Yao slowly raised her head and gently flicked her fingers. The drop of water droplets floating in front of her obediently dripped into the jade bottle in Qin Yao's hand along the trajectory of her fingers.

After capping the bottle cap, Qin Yao reached out and wiped it on her forehead. Suddenly, her white sleeves were soaked with sweat. It can be seen that Qin Yao consumed how much internal energy she had just done.

After looking at the water droplets in the bottle with satisfaction, Qin Yao finally smiled, moved her lotus steps lightly, and her body swayed slightly.

Looking at Qin Yao walking slowly, her face looked pale, Mo Ran couldn't help feeling distressed. When Qin Yao walked to her side, Mo Ran quickly grabbed Qin Yao's shoulders and asked anxiously: "It's okay."

He shook his head with a smile. When he saw that he came back, the other party did not ask about collecting materials. Instead, he was worried about himself. A hint of happiness flashed across Qin Yao's face and said softly: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Mo Ran was still waiting to say something, but suddenly he felt like he was hoarse, his throat was dry, and his hands holding Qin Yao's shoulders were slightly trembling.

Knowing that Mo Ran was caring for him sincerely, Qin Yao raised her jade hand and patted Mo Ran's back and said slowly: "Brother Ran, let's go back first. Yao'er is a little tired."

He nodded gratefully, Mo Ran hugged Qin Yao and helped Xiang Ying walk back.

Looking at Mo Ran's sudden actions, Qin Yao was slightly surprised. After a moment, she showed a shy expression and allowed Mo Ran to hug her and walk away.

The sudden emotional evolution caused Mo Ran and Qin Yao to fall into dreamy happiness at the same time. At this time, the two did not speak, but they tasted the warmth in their hearts.

As the saying goes, things are endless and people want to do. Things in the world are always not perfect. Just when the two were about to go back, a shrill scream broke the warm mood between them.

"I've suffered." The first person to react was Mo Ran. At the same time, Qin Yao also looked at Mo Ran solemnly. The two of them looked at each other and reacted the same way, that was to run.

"Lingyue Spinning Wave Dance" and "Nine Flashes of Death Shadows" were used together, and the speed suddenly soared to the extreme. In the forest, two figures, one green and one white, passed by at the same time, causing a series of "hissing" sounds of breaking through the air.

Apart from behind the two figures, a terrifying black shadow that was faster than that came along the line, with a dull roar, and in just a moment, I caught up with a long distance.

While running wildly, Yi Er was paying attention to the sound of wind and thunder coming closer and closer behind him. Mo Ran was anxious. It seemed that the speed of nightmare was definitely not something that he and the two of them could compete with each other. If this continued, he would probably be caught up by it in a while. If it was caught up, God knew what this spirit beast that could have a place in the sixth level of the Rimu Forest would do.

Mo Ran gave up all kinds of solutions in his heart, and the final conclusion made Mo Ran helpless. "It seems that he can't run away." He sighed in his heart, looked at Qin Yao who was keeping the same speed as him, and Mo Ran once again showed gratitude.

"Yi Qinyao's "Lingyue Xuanbo Wu" must be much faster than herself. At this critical moment, she didn't use her full strength. I'm afraid I'm caught by nightmare. What a silly girl." Thinking of this, a glimmer of resoluteness flashed through Mo Ran's eyes.

He turned his head slightly, and saw that the black shadow was only dozens of meters away from him and the other two. "Can't delay any more." Mo Ran's heart reached his heart, and he slapped Qin Yao's back with one palm. The purple air in his body quickly poured out as soon as his palm touched Qin Yao's back. When his palm touched Qin Yao's back, a gentle force was spit out.

"Go." He whispered a word with infinite tenderness, and Mo Ran smiled.

While speeding at the same time, Qin Yao suddenly felt that Mo Ran's momentum around her changed suddenly, and she felt anxious. She immediately understood what Mo Ran was thinking. With eagerness, Qin Yao wanted to stabilize her body. However, before she could stop, a huge force suddenly came from behind her. With this force, the figure, which was already flying at an extremely fast speed, suddenly increased its speed and floated a few feet away.

With one palm, Mo Ran pushed Qin Yao out. As if he had realized the most important wish in his life, he smiled slightly with a pretty face, then turned around, suddenly pulled out the black flame sword and crossed it in front of him. With a slight effort, almost all his internal energy was mobilized by Mo Ran. Under Qin Yao's tearful eyes, a huge energy spread out. At this moment, Mo Ran had already put life and death out of his stomach, standing there as mighty as the God of War in the Doomsday.

Now, Mo Ran is supporting his body with one thought and blocking the nightmare, that is, to try to hold on to the nightmare and gain enough time so that his Yao'er can escape unstoppable.

Seeing Mo Ran's expression of looking at death, Qin Yao, who was in the distance, was already crying at this moment. While stopping, she quickly rushed back to Mo Ran, and tears rolled down in her eyes, and she was drinking and trying to save Mo Ran who was sacrificing her life.

However, the distance between the two was too far. When the nightmare came, it was impossible for her to rush to Mo Ran. Her despaired expression surged, and Qin Yao had almost seen the tragic scene of her brother Ran being killed.

The lightning-like black shadow finally came late. Under the trampling of four hooves, the faint sound of wind and thunder gradually became louder, and a brutal energy enveloped Mo Ran's whole body as the shadow arrived.

Facing the powerful nightmare, Mo Ran had no fear on his face. He knew that with his own strength, he could not bear the opponent's attack at all. It would be better to die and block the opponent hard.

The thunder in the palm of the left hand was solidified, and there was a faint explosion. The black flame in the right hand was horizontally crossing the xiong, and the black blade body radiated a strange color.

…Three meters, two meters, one meter.

As the distance was measured in his heart, Mo Ran closed his eyes. As the shadow approached, the thunder in his left palm was thrown out with hatred. Then Mo Ran shouted loudly, held the hilt tightly with his fingers, and kicked hard with his back foot.

"Drink"
Chapter completed!