Na Luo made up his mind to remember what mission the king had assigned him and to complete the tasks given by the king as soon as possible. However, before this, he should try to find a prayer first. Even if the king has something to do, prayer should not be done. Prayer is responsible for doing things outside.

But this is not right. If praying is nothing, what will I do for thousands of years? Even if there are too many things, I will definitely report to the king in ten thousand years. But the news of the king has disappeared in the world for ten thousand years, so it is difficult to say prayer...

Na Luo was a little afraid to continue thinking.

Na Luo jumped off the cliff without hesitation with Duanmu in one hand.

The whistling wind passed by Duanmu's ears, and Duanmu's heart also beating violently. Now Duanmu has no cultivation at all. When his meridians have just been broken, he is still suffering from pain every day. Now the injuries on his body are recovering from the pain of cold and poison every morning. In addition to enduring the torture of cold and poison every morning, his body is no longer seriously injured.

But Duanmu never thought that he would feel this way in the air. Na Luo's whereabouts were very fast. Duanmu couldn't even open his eyes now. In the past, Duanmu could use his true energy to protect his body when flying in the air. He had never felt the same feeling as today, and even had problems with breathing.

Na Luo seemed to feel Duanmu's strangeness, slowed down his falling speed, and glanced at Duanmu in his arms. Duanmu's face was pale and he was unable to breathe. This was because his heartbeat was too fast, and he encountered an upward airflow when he fell, and Duanmu and Ben could not breathe.

Na Luo didn't expect Duanmu to be like this. Not to mention Na Luo, even Duanmu himself did not expect that his body now seemed to be not his own.

"Are you okay?" Na Luo asked. "It should be okay!" Duanmu didn't look like he was fine at all, but what could Duanmu say? I can't do it anymore, pull me up.

Na Luo didn't say much, but his speed was much slower than before, and he also covered Duanmu with his true energy.

It was already dawn outside, but no light could shine under the cliff, and Duanmu's eyes also adapted to the darkness here.

Gradually Duanmu began to adapt to Naro's falling speed. Duanmu patted Naro and signaled that he could be faster. When will this speed end?

Na Luo knew how to speed up. In fact, the cliff was not deep. It was just that Duanmu's body could not withstand Na Luo's descent speed at the beginning. Moreover, it was very dark under the cliff. The sky was already bright. When people suddenly entered a dark world, their emotions and psychology would change at the same time. The darkness made people unable to control the surrounding scenery and made people feel nervous.

Slowly Duanmu heard the sound of water flowing, and Duanmu was delighted, which meant that it was not far from the bottom of the cliff.

After a while, Na Luo fell to the ground, and Duanmu sat down on the ground to rest.

Na Luo Xin said, "Why are you so embarrassed? I took you with you for a long time, okay? This makes people think you took me down when I saw it, and even my behavior was so shameless."

In the Hundred Flowers Forest, Shui Wen looked at his father who was waiting beside Ya'er's body.

Since Shui Wen came back with Ya'er, his father has been by Ya'er and hasn't left this room for several days.

"Father, I'm sorry, I feel bad about my sister's death, but your body is important..." Shui Wen really didn't know how to persuade her father. He said everything these days, but his father turned a blind eye.

There is no way for Shuiwen now. I just hope that my father will cheer up quickly. The loss of his sister must be able to withstand the blow.

Shuiwen now has the idea of ​​killing Duanmu. At that time, he was obsessed with it, but he took Duanmu's words seriously. He followed Duanmu and believed that his sister was not dead yet and there was still a way to save her. How could he believe him? His family's medical skills are unparalleled in the world. How could someone know his sister's situation better than him? His heart veins are broken and the gods cannot be cured.

Shuiwen regretted not killing Duanmu when he was in Tianqing Town. Thinking of the love that night in childhood, Shuiwen regretted the second time in his life. The first thing that Shuiwen regretted was to sleep on the same bed with Duanmu, and the second time he regretted was to not kill Duanmu.

Shui Wen believed Duanmu's hatred had never been strong before, so why did he believe him? Why did he believe him?

Hydrology kept asking himself repeatedly.

Duanmu's strange smile appeared in Hye Wen's mind again. Ya'er knew his mind about Hye Wen the most. However, during the World Fighting Conference, Ya'er talked about this and this and that every day.

But this man who was thinking about day and night kept laughing after his sister died, and her smile was so strange and gloomy.

"Wen'er, hurry up and get the efficiency. Now you know where the ancient array of demon-suppressing devils is. No matter what, collect more information and find a way to get in." Shui Wen's father's eyes remained on Ya'er's clean and white little face.

My daughter, whom I haven't seen in two years, has changed and has lost a lot of weight. This is what Yaer's father thought after seeing Yaer's days. His father hadn't spoken for many days, and suddenly he spoke. Shuiwen hadn't reacted yet and was stunned for a while.

"Is there any problem?" Shuiwen's father looked back at Shuiwen and asked.

Shui Wen saw a pair of expressionless faces and a pair of godless eyes.

"No!" Shui Wen replied with his head down.

"Go."

"Wait, can you be sure that the person you are talking about is him?" Shuiwen's father suddenly asked after Shuiwen turned around.

Shui Wen turned around and stood respectfully in front of his father and nodded.

"Mu Zhentian's son, okay, okay! Very good! You go down."

Shu Wen's father praised him a few times and asked Shu Wen to retreat.

After Shui Wen exited the room, he didn't know what the last sentence his father said meant. According to his father's temper, he must have asked him to kill Duanmu. Why did he let himself retreat after saying a few words? Could it be that my father cut off the Mu family's roots? It's impossible? My father has tracked down the whereabouts of Mu Zhentian descendants for more than ten years, but...

Shui Wen remembered that night on Phoenix Mountain more than ten years ago. His father took him and accidentally discovered Mu Zhentian who lived in seclusion. His father seemed to want to invite Mu Zhentian to do something together, but was rejected. His father was so angry that he was angry that he and Mu Zhentian took action, and threw himself in Mu Zhentian's house and slept with the shameless Mu for one night. It was a great humiliation. The guy who had been dishonest since he was a child actually took the opportunity to hug him after he fell asleep.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. I regretted not killing Duanmu. Why couldn’t I take such a good opportunity in Tianqing Town?

"Miss, you are so soft!"

When thinking of Duanmu, Shuiwen remembered his shameless words when he was a child, and even drooled at him.

In fact, Duanmu drooled when he was a child. Even when he met Shuwen's father for the first time, Duanmu drooled. Shuwen knew about this and made fun of Duanmu at that time. However, over time, Shuwen always scolded Duanmu and insulted Duanmu's image. Now, a deep-rooted image has been formed in Shuwen's brain, which is Duanmu drooled at her.

A few days later, Duanmu and Naro almost searched the canyon that had turned into cliffs due to changes in the earth's crust, but found nothing.

Duanmu and Naro were at a loss.

"Laggy, please stop sleeping, okay? Give me some advice. We are like idiots. We are in this dark place where we can't see our fingers. We have been walking for days and nights. You can't wait to go to bed all day long." Duanmu said as if he was sitting on the ground and moaned weakly.

Because the sunlight cannot enter here, Duanmu is no longer aware of it for a few days, and Na Luo can't count on it. Duanmu only now knows that Na Luo is like a blind man in a dark place, and his eyesight is not as good as him. Alas, no one is perfect, this sentence really makes sense.

The spirit cat's ears moved, and he ignored Duanmu.

Lingmao and Duanmu... Naluo is different. As the four divine beasts, even if it doesn't need to come down, it can sense the breath or smell of other divine beasts as a divine beast. The difference between beasts and humans is that they are stronger than humans' sensing of similar types. This may also be the most primitive defense instinct. Although Naluo is a human, there is no clear definition yet, Naluo has lost this defense instinct.

Duanmu has no such ability, which is also an obvious feature of human degeneration. In fact, in the years we know, humans seem to be constantly evolving, but in fact this is just a superficial illusion. In fact, humans are gradually degenerating in many aspects.

Duanmu didn't know, nor was it sure that the spirit cat had sensed the location of the ancient fire dragon. When they first arrived at Phoenix Mountain, the ancient fire dragon noticed them. They didn't know these Duanmu. Now Duanmu is just seeking medical treatment in the disease and treating the dead horse as a living horse. Now, except for the spirit cat, Duanmu really can't find anyone to help.

"Laggy Cat, you are talking, aren't ancient fire dragons and you old friends? Why do you forget that you live with old friends?" Duanmu saw that the lazy black cat ignored him, and suddenly felt very shameless. No matter how many times we have known each other, we should have some feelings. If you don't even help with this little busy, you are a friend.

The spirit cat opened its eyes and looked at Duanmu. In the dark, the spirit cat's eyes repeatedly repeated two ghostly green lights, making it terrible.

Although the spirit cat and the ancient fire dragon had long felt each other, neither of the two divine beasts had any communication.

Because the ancient fire dragon has a bad temper, just like a human being. If his temper is not good, naturally there will be no friends who come to him or even come to see him. I don’t know how many ancient fire dragons are used to this quiet life, but a few days ago, I discovered the spirit cat, a "friend" who has not been seen for many years. He actually came to his territory and felt suspicious.
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