If it had any form, it would definitely be dry mouth and smokey throat by now. It was obvious that Mu Cang's heart was relaxed, but on the surface he was indifferent.
It's been an afternoon. If this continues, if the bloody hole in Mu Cang's chest cannot be blocked, the immortality will be gone and he will be unable to recover.
The sound of "rustling" was getting closer and closer. Mu Cang raised his head and looked at the trembling bushes. A white figure emerged from the bushes.
Skeleton!
Mu Cangteng stood up from the ground, and his legs were so numb from kneeling all night that he fell to the ground unconscious.
She watched helplessly as the skeleton walked up to him, hugged his fingers, tried to hook them up, and then grabbed his hanging hair, trying to climb onto Mu Cang's back.
I don’t know what Mu Cang’s mood was at this moment. He was probably speechless. This skeleton was only about the size of Mu Cang’s hand. Mu Cang just shook his head, and the little skeleton fell to the ground due to lack of grip. It looked extremely aggrieved. He picked up a gravel on the ground and threw it towards Mu Cang.
Unfortunately, because of his weak strength, Shi Zi crashed the plane halfway.
Are you kidding yourself?
Mu Cang stretched out his finger and put it on the skull's head. With a slight push, the skull just stood up and sat on the ground again. But there was no gravel at hand, so the skeleton threw dirt towards Mu Cang.
Mu Cang couldn't help but laugh.
Why am I being amused by a skeleton? Mu Cang put his hand on the small skull again, this time with his whole hand on the skull. He felt that with just a slight exertion, he could crush the weak skeleton into bone fragments.
The little skeleton, which was still pulling at Mu Cang's hand, punching, kicking, and trying to bite him, stopped. It seemed to be aware of Mu Cang's intention. It tilted its head and stared at Mu Cang, silently accusing him. .
You want to kill me?
Mu Cang suddenly retracted his hand, looking shocked. He looked away in panic, but couldn't help but secretly glance at the little skeleton sitting on the ground.
Skeletons naturally only have bones, but this skeleton looks very much like a human being, only in miniature form.
"What kind of trick is this?" Mu Cang asked himself.
"Do you believe me when I say I don't know?"
The little skeleton on the ground couldn't wait for a long time and lowered its head. Mu Cang saw that it was a little aggrieved. He watched it get up, dusted off its body, and turned around decisively.
Since it doesn't want it, it doesn't miss it either. Every scene looks like her.
"Wait a minute." Mu Cang shouted and was stunned. Finally, he put the Juanlian silk in his hand on the little skeleton, and his voice was a little softer. "Hold it yourself and tie it up. How can you be naked in the blue sky?"
The little skeleton tilted its head, not quite understanding it. It was a skeleton. Could it be that it still had to wear clothes?
"You." Mu Cang swallowed back what he wanted to say. Most of the time, Mu Cang didn't know what to say. This was a skeleton, and he should kill it immediately.
But he couldn't do it, just like the little skeleton could easily make him laugh. It looked so much like her, as if it was a piece of meat that fell from her body, so how could he possibly attack her.
"You can't be her rib, and I can't be Adam." Mu Cang muttered to himself with a self-deprecating smile.
It sounds like Shui Miaomiao really told Mu Cang a lot about her 'hometown', so we can't blame her for being so obsessed with Mu Cang and willing to stumble twice.
Mu Cang stretched out his palm and lowered it in front of the little skeleton. The little skeleton raised its chin like a proud swan. Who wanted to hit him just now?
"Be good." Mu Cang requested.
The little skull jumped onto Mu Cang's palm with dignity, accepting the soft but not the tough, which was a lesson learned from her. Mu Cang smiled, tears flashing in his eyes.
Now he can only daydream about how everything looks like her.
But even if it was a dream, he didn't want her to be unhappy.
Mu Cang covered the little skeleton with his sleeves, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and limped away from this sad place.
In the direction where the little skeleton came from, among the leaves, there was an adult-sized skull holding his head, watching Mu Cang go away.
"Do you have a name?" Mu Cang said to himself. He didn't expect to get an answer, but it was just to give himself comfort. "What name should I give you? Adam? Eve? If you want her to pick it, she will definitely do it." She will like you very much, you are like the doll she said..."
It doesn't know what Adam is, and this little skeleton is not a rib, but a bone fragment stained with the blood of the chest of a prosperous person.
These days, anything can become a spirit, let alone a skeleton stained with the blood of Immortal Fate and Prosperity.
This poor skeleton had its head knocked off by Mu Cang, but it had no hatred at all. Their clan was born to yearn for and follow the strong. Except for the strong, the rest were all ants and could be crushed and killed at will.
A dark red light flashed in the empty eyes of the head held by the skeleton.
But those without rules and wanton barbaric growth will cause problems sooner or later, and it does not want to fall asleep again.
They also want to be free and live and need a leader, but no one will obey the skeleton unless a new king is born.
After deceiving you with thousands of words, it is better to give him a thought, so that he will be motivated.
Sensing the coercion unconsciously emanating from Mu Cang, the skeleton hugged its own head and knelt down on one knee to bow respectfully. It was here waiting for my king to come again...
Leng Ningchi was chatting casually with the four children in the medicine house. Wen Renxian had not seen him for a long time. He asked the four children every day and could only get a "everything is well".
install? Will Wen Renxian remain unconscious?
But if she was uneasy, she really didn't find any anxiety in the crowd. Leng Ningchi knew that she couldn't find out anything about Wenrenxian from Sijun, so she turned to talk about Xianyan Xianzun, "I saw Xianyan Xianzun You seem to be in a good mood today?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, Miaomiao will arrive at the sect today."
"Miaomiao is back!" Leng Ningchi stood up and couldn't help but smile with joy. Miaomiao was finally back. I don't know what happened to her, but she couldn't stay in this medicine house for a while.
I hope Shui Miaomiao will be fine and not drag his sick body back again. Leng Ning subconsciously grabs the twin jades around his waist and misses them. Then he remembers that since the last time the twin jades were targeted by Xianyan Immortal Lord, he has also been Then he put the twin jade away.
She didn't like others making fun of her friendship with Shui Miaomiao, even if they were friendly.
Thinking of Xianyan Immortal, Leng Ningchi's pace towards the sect became slower and slower. Xianyan Immortal had paid special attention to Shui Miaomiao recently, and when he mentioned her, his expression was gloomy and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
Wrinkling his eyebrows in thought, Leng Ningchi stopped completely.
She was always a little afraid of Xianyan Xianzun. She really shouldn't have shown the twin jade that night when Wen Renxian broke through. It seemed that Wen Renxian's breakthrough was inextricably linked to Shui Miaomiao.
But she was also flustered that day, thinking about Wen Renxian, and ignored Shui Miaomiao.
When Wen Renxian broke through, the battle was unprecedented, and the Ancient Immortal Sect, which was still causing harm, was in such a mess.
Breaking through to the transformation stage is a gratifying event, but Xianyan Xianzun has never shown a smile. Will he take his anger out on Shui Miaomiao?
In this huge Ancient Immortal Sect, there seemed to be no one who could protect Shui Miaomiao... Making up his mind, Leng Ningchi turned around and galloped away towards Tianyuan Peak.
