Ouyang Feiyu took it and opened the thing.
After seeing what was inside, he wanted to beat his chest again.
He desperately wanted to refuse, but he was extremely "cowardly" and wanted to follow them through this path of life or death.
…
Two hours later, Mu Ziling woke up.
She opened her eyes, the person in front of her was not Long Xiaoyu, but Ouyang Feiyu.
Not only that, she was lying in Ouyang Feiyu's arms...
Mu Ziling's head buzzed and exploded.
She jumped up almost reflexively, raised her foot and kicked him in the face.
The man who was still sitting on the ground easily grabbed the foot she kicked over.
He got up, and without giving her the slightest chance to resist, he pulled her into his arms again.
Seemingly satisfied with her reaction just now, his dark eyes seemed to be shattered with stars, and there was an intoxicating soft light in his eyes: "Wake up and want domestic violence? Huh?"
This voice is deep, soft and pleasant, and the ending sound is like a bundle of silk threads, which makes people lose their resistance in an instant.
This voice... Long Xiaoyu
The face isn't, but the breath is, and... so are the eyes.
Mu Ziling sternly restrained, a little confused: "You—"
She fixed her eyes on 'Ouyang Feiyu' who was close at hand, and suddenly looked at 'Long Xiaoyu' who had her arms around her chest and snorted like a cow, with a look of astonishment: "You..."
It was obvious that while she was 'sleeping', the two men changed their appearances and changed into each other's appearance.
Mu Ziling was stunned for only a moment, and she could probably guess the intention of their exchange of faces, she sighed helplessly: "I owe you a favor again, this time it's a big one."
Long Xiaoyu, who wore the skin of 'Ouyang Feiyu', rubbed her head: "What are you worried about? No matter how great the favor is, your man can still afford it."
Mu Ziling sighed again, resigned to his fate and was serious: "Okay, after we go back, you will be responsible for repaying the favor, and I will be responsible for supporting you."
Long Xiaoyu was pleased and wanted to kiss her, but how could he use Ouyang Feiyu's skin to kiss his little girl
So, after nearly an hour of tinkering with the 'Ouyang Feiyu skin', Long Xiaoyu mercilessly let him take it off.
He lowered his head, and pecked the pouty mouth of his little girl Youyuan: "Okay, you support me."
His voice is deep and deep, with a different kind of deep meaning between the words.
Mu Ziling felt that he was using words to tease her, but she couldn't find any evidence.
The fake Long Xiaoyu on the side, seeing the two of them whispering and talking about their relationship was already uncomfortable enough, now he hummed even more like a cow.
He interrupted the two with a sour grunt: "Hey, the one who fell asleep, did you figure out a way to enter the poison forest? It's not even an hour until the full moon."
Even though this man is wearing the handsome appearance of his beloved man, Mu Ziling still can't feel good about him.
She glanced sideways, took out a mask, wrapped it with a pill, and threw it over: "Take the antidote, wear a mask, and you can run rampant in the woods."
Ouyang Feiyu took the things, and stood there in a daze, staring at Mu Ziling, as if he wanted to see a hole in her.
This little fox really made him curious, the kind of curiosity that scratched his heart with a hundred claws.
Why can she get the antidote when she sleeps? Not just this time, but several times along the way.
It's a pity that even if Ouyang Feiyu scratched his head, no one could help him.
Mu Ziling restored the 'Ouyang Feiyu skin' that Long Xiaoyu tore off, gave him antidote and put on a mask.
The two walked side by side, but cautiously kept a distance and entered the poison forest.
Seeing this, Ouyang Feiyu, who was still scratching his head behind him, quickly swallowed the antidote, put on a cloth 'mask' he had never seen before, and walked to the Let him eat all the way between the sour young couple.
…
The three of them walked through the forest filled with colorful and poisonous miasma, far smoother than expected, and did not encounter any monsters and ghosts on the way.
Walking through the poisonous miasma forest, it seems like entering an abyss of hopelessness.
A strong sense of oppression, as if the end of the world was coming, carried a lingering mist of blood, covering the sky, the air, and the steps of the three of them.
In front of you, there are manjusawa blooming everywhere.
Blossoming, one after another, gorgeous crimson, charming and coquettish, like a bloodthirsty demon, with killing and blood, it seems that as long as a person takes a step, he will be swallowed and fall into death.
At this time, a cold and empty voice resounded in the blood mist: "You Xiaoxiao, who is beyond the reach of ants, dare to disturb the lonely king Qingxiu."
It's Pluto!
He was standing on the top of the towering castle not far away, and the blood mist lingered wantonly in the sky, but it couldn't cover up the dangerous edge emanating from his body.
It can be seen from this that even the Pluto before the full moon, the level of horror is beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.
His narrow and sharp eyes, like rays, tear through the air, wrapped in strangeness, and shot straight at Long Xiaoyu.
After a while, his bloodthirsty and enchanting red lips suddenly curled up: "You—" finally came to the door.
Long Xiaoyu's eyes were calm and cold, and he greeted them indifferently, neither showing mountains nor showing water.
As everyone knows, this is a silent contest, a hidden duel that no one else can notice.
Ouyang Feiyu looked up at the sky.
In the blood-stained sky, a new moon had hung at some point, covered by clouds and separated by fog, and the shadow of the moon was hazy and looming.
Ouyang Feiyu showed surprise: "Oh no, the moon is already full, it seems that we are late."
Is it late
Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling glanced over Ouyang Feiyu who was standing between them, and looked at each other, expressing that their timing was just right.
Waiting for this moment.
In the next second, above the crimson sky, the hazy full moon parted layers of blood mist, and the light of the moon's shadow poured down, shining on the castle.
Pluto raised his neck and faced the sky.
A dazzling bead shaped like a morning star broke out from his forehead, floating in the sky.
The bead is only the size of a pearl, but the radiance it emits suddenly makes the blood mist in the sky lose its luster and turn into misty floats. Except for the full moon, it is the only thing dazzling in the whole sky.
At the same moment when the beads appeared, Mu Ziling felt something strange coming from his left arm.
She rolls up her sleeves.
Seeing the four lines of light on the pentagram shining brightly, cheering and shining as if they had found a companion, Mu Ziling's thoughts surged, and he whispered: "That's the soul of Yao."
The thing that I have been looking for for so long is now presented in front of my eyes. It would be a lie to say that I am not excited or urgent.
Ouyang Feiyu's heart was turbulent, and he stared at the bead that people were flocking to, and said from the bottom of his heart: "In this case, who would dare to snatch it? I think it will be smashed into mud by Pluto."
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(end of this chapter)