Quick Wear: The host continues to go crazy and becomes normal from time to time

Chapter 266: Past Dreams and Mortal Tribulations 21

As for the few people led by Ali and Lei Bao, Lei Bao brought the four of them into his own territory.

Inside the cave, several people took out the medicine they had on them and bandaged their wounds.

Several people only suffered minor injuries. After the bandages were done, they fell silent for a while. The delicate atmosphere was broken by Mo Zhui, "No, I want to go find the lady!"

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to walk towards the cave entrance.

Lei Bao had been taking a nap with his eyes closed, but he suddenly opened his eyes and jumped to the cave entrance, growling in a low voice with a hint of warning, "Human, you will die if you go out. In this king's territory, my people will protect you."

"You, you can speak?" Mo Zhui asked in surprise.

Lei Bao snorted softly. He had practiced for thousands of years and had already reached the level of a holy beast. What was so difficult about him speaking human language?

He usually just doesn't bother to talk "Go back!"

Mo Zhui refused to give up. He knew Lei Bao was right, but he was still worried...

"Mo Zhui, come back." Nanny Sun glanced at him and said.

Mo Zhui then sighed and returned to the cave, where he sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Ahri lowered her head, worry evident in her eyes.

Lei Bao used his spiritual power to control his body, returning it to its original size, and walked over to sit beside her. "Don't worry, she will be fine."

Ahri lowered her head even lower and let out a whimper.

Lei Bao raised his paw and looked at it, then gently placed it on Ahri's head to comfort him.

Ali glanced at him and lay down looking sick.

The people brought by the three great families were torn to pieces by the spirit beasts until less than half were left.

Xuan Ling'er was poisoned and tortured by the poison all the time. Finally, Long Qianyu had no choice but to take Xuan Ling'er back to the imperial capital to find a doctor to detoxify her and call for help.

Bai Zhu and the ancestor of the Xuan family stayed in the Huanluo Forest to recuperate and wait for reinforcements.

Bai Zhu slammed his palm on the table and said, "Damn the disaster star, ancestor, if the spiritual vein of the disaster star was not destroyed, how could it be possible to practice?"

The Xuan family ancestor frowned and did not respond. This was also what puzzled him. In this world, besides spiritual power...what else can humans cultivate?

Unless... she is not a human at all, and humans can only cultivate spiritual power. Thinking of this, the eyes of the Xuan family ancestor became deep.

What if, she...is not human?

There are powerful people in the five realms who have experienced calamities, and they all descended upon the human race...

Then he suddenly stood up from the stool with a startled heart.

"What's wrong, ancestor?" Bai Zhu looked at him in confusion, somewhat afraid that he had said something wrong.

The ancestor of the Xuan family glanced at him coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Bai Zhu looked at his back and sneered, "Why are you so arrogant, old man?"

Feng Moli didn't know how long it took for her to regain consciousness. When she opened her eyes, she felt a little dizzy from the excessive blood loss.

After a while when the dizziness disappeared, he stood up with the help of the wall.

The night pearls around were emitting light. Feng Moli then looked around and saw murals engraved on the surrounding walls.

Her heart was beating so fast that Feng Moli could hear her own heartbeat even in this quiet place.

The murals were not complete, and Feng Moli only took a rough look at them.

It was as if two baby girls were born at the beginning of chaos.

One of them was always followed by a ball of white mist after it was born. In the white mist was a pair of blood-red pupils, which accompanied the baby as he grew up and never left his side.

It records her growth process... from a baby... to a toddler, to an adult, the white mist has always been by her side and never left.

Perhaps it was the long-term companionship that caused the woman in the mural to become bored at first.

Later on, I really liked Bai Wu. In the murals, there are scenes of a girl holding Bai Wu and looking at the scenery, and there are also scenes of them traveling together.

It records many stories about the girl and the white fog.

Feng Moli stopped here and looked to the side, where there was a corridor.

The corridor was airtight everywhere and there was only this one way out. Feng Moli looked at the corridor calmly.

The corridor was surrounded by luminous pearls and was not dark. Feng Moli walked forward along the direction of the corridor.

An hour later Feng Moli saw the second room.

She paused, and her mental power...saw a...person?

I walked into the second secret room with light steps, and the door closed instantly. The next door opened.

Feng Moli glanced at the open door, then retracted her gaze and fixed it on the man.

The man's hands, feet and waist were chained.

There were seven soul-destroying nails on his body and a barb pierced his shoulder.

There is also a powerful formation nearby that emits bursts of golden light.

Feng Moli took a few steps back to the corner and looked at him from a distance. He was very handsome.

She may not have met many people in her life, but she has never met anyone who could amaze her so much.

The red robe was dotted with blood-red golden lotuses, and the collar was decorated with gold threads, which set off his fair skin.

A head of silver hair, a blood-red lotus between the eyebrows, and golden outlines as embellishments, adding a sense of enchanting beauty to the man.

"Does it look good?" The bewitching and deep voice makes people sink into it endlessly.

Feng Moli's eyes darkened and he said stubbornly, "Normally."

The man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with interest with his bloodshot eyes. He curled his lips but said nothing.

Looking at the girl in black and the wounds of varying sizes on her body, Feng Moli swallowed and looked away as if the eyes could see through her soul.

"Interesting, a human being can actually absorb both the source of life and the thoughts of all evil at the same time." The man raised his eyebrows and curled his lips.

"Thank you for your advice. I just found out your name." Feng Moli looked at her and thanked her with a smile.

"I can teach you how to control it. How about... you help me break the formation, and I'll accept you as my disciple?" The man lowered his head and laughed deeply, continuing to seduce her.

"It's nothing. Sorry for bothering you. Bye." Feng Moli turned around and left without any hesitation after hearing this and said very politely.

The man was not annoyed. He smiled and spoke very slowly, "I believe... you will come back."

Feng Moli quickened her pace upon hearing this. This person... was more dangerous than she could imagine. She had to stay away from him and find a way out.

So many things couldn't suppress him to death, but just trapped him in them. You can imagine how powerful he is. She doesn't want to cause trouble, nor does she want to seek death.

She didn't know what was calling her.

After walking through the long corridor and finally seeing a staircase in front of her, Feng Moli thought for a moment and her call became more urgent.

She subconsciously raised her foot and walked up. With one step, the stairs behind her appeared.

The woman walks up step by step

The higher she went, the more she seemed to see the end. Feng Moli didn't know how long she had been walking. She just watched the stairs behind her disappear with every step she took, as if she would never be able to return.

Finally, when Feng Moli was almost unable to climb anymore, she saw a door emitting a strong and dazzling white light.

After resting for a while, she walked in. Unaccustomed to such light, the woman covered her eyes.

After a while, he removed his hand from his eyes.

What caught my eye was a fan. The fan was silver in color, but the fan surface was engraved with the same red lotus on the forehead as the man I had seen not long ago.

Painted in blood and outlined in gold, every fan bone is a feather blade.

Under the fan handle is a red lotus with the same color as the fan, and a string of blue tassels is hung.

Following your gaze downwards, you can see the words "Liu Guang" engraved on the stone tablet.