About Mo Fengxue was in a hurry, and Mo Tong, who was squatting on the ground, looked far away.

Enthusiasm made the limbs come alive, "he" got up and walked a few steps, holding the warm stone in his hand to block the biting cold.

The surrounding environment is bad, "he" and his junior sisters shouldn't have moved too much when they first arrived. But Junior Sister was scared away by "he", and "he" had the obligation to find her back.

And... her warm stone is still with "him", no matter what the purpose of the little junior sister, this warm stone has relieved the temporary crisis of "him", and "he" can't let the little junior sister's safety be indifferent.

But before "he" entered the dark and murky Yunfeng, the crying little girl rubbed her eyes with one hand, while the other hand was held by a beautiful woman, and then walked towards "he".

"Master." After Mo Tong finished speaking, he was silent, the hot marks on his face tingling more and more in the sound of the people's footsteps. "He" simply lowered his head to prevent the little girl from seeing the marks of mottled changes at this time.

"The birthmark on your face hurts?" Yan Wuxie showed deep meaning, and landed on the body of the young Wei Gong. There was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were filled with fierce fierceness.

"A little bit." Mo Tong subconsciously covered his face. At this time, "he" lowered his head and did not see Yan Wuxie's eyes dark and bottomless at the moment when "his" fingers covered his face.

"Don't use manual birthmarks, it won't hurt if you cultivate immortality." Yan Wuxie replied, "You usually walk with your little junior sister, don't be afraid to scare her. She is a little bunny, and she will be fine when she grows up. "

Mu Huanzhen said, "I don't want to contact him."

"Be obedient." Yan Wu lowered her eyebrows. If her destined partner could not attract her own demons, wouldn't her plan fall short?

The little girl turned her head, "Even if you look good now, you can still be qualified to be my master, you can't force me to contact him."

"This..." Yan Wuxi was helpless.

"Why are you so resistant to contact with your brother, because of the birthmark on his face?"

She was puzzled, and her puzzlement was exactly Mo Tong's puzzle. "He" had an ugly face, but he was not terrifying.

"No!" Mu Huan stomped her feet. It was true that she was frightened by the ugly face of the little beggar at first, but after a long time it was just like that, nothing terrible.

What really made her unbearable was the hot and frightening gaze of the little beggar. She always felt that the little beg's eyes were salivating and unkind-this came from an inexplicable intuition. Uncle System had said that she had to believe in herself. Judgment.

But in front of Yan Wuxie and Mo Tong, how did she speak? Mu Huan could only say angrily, "He scared me at the beginning, I just don't like him, so I don't want him to be my senior. I don't want to worship you as my master, I want to go down the mountain!"

Mo Tong was very sad when he heard the words, but Yan Wuxi's inexplicable anger surged into his heart.

After all, the heart demon is a part of himself, and his mood can feel one or two by himself. The feeling of shame that came up suddenly made her feel at a loss. Besides, the heart demon itself was not ugly. The birthmark was just a shackle to seal his aura. Once it was unlocked, things would be out of control.

But she couldn't say these things, she could only feel the unfamiliar tingling in her heart.

"Don't want to leave," Yan Wuxie said with cold eyes. "Every main peak's closed disciples have competitions and tests. If you don't want to lose your life, you can get along with your brother. Sooner or later, you have to test together and help each other. In order to save lives."

"This is the end of the matter, you two will practice in retreat. Tomorrow I will teach you to breathe into your body."