Immortal, save me!

Le Zhi: "It's rare for me to see someone I like so much. I really want to make friends with Brother Mo."

"Brother Mo is asking about Penglai Immortal Island, but if I want to find it, I'll tell Brother Mo. I'm afraid Penglai Immortal Island will never be found again."

Le Zhi was sighing as he spoke. This Penglai Fairy Island was their ancestral land, and after the war, the Fairy Island disappeared without a trace. The tribesmen who were born later could only understand a few things from the mouths of their ancestors. No matter how many more there are, they will be gone. He has been wandering around for so many years, with a little hope, hoping to find traces of the Penglai Immortal Island. However, more than a hundred years later, he still has not found it.

He searched the entire continent, asking in various ways and in various capacities, but found nothing.

Originally, he was ready to give up and return to Li Country, but he didn't expect to meet Mo Yin, and after noticing the aura of the same origin in him, his heart came back to life.

Le Zhi invited: "Brother Mo, are you interested in visiting Li Country? It's much better than this Great Prayer."

Mo Yin nodded and said, "I plan to go."

Le Zhi was happy when he heard this and grinned: "The relationship is good, how about we set off tomorrow?"

Mo Yin thought about it and realized that there was nothing he wanted to do. He could go at any time.

He looked at Le Zhi and said, "Okay."

Suddenly thinking of something, Mo Yin asked: "After the war between immortals and demons, what was the name of the person who led you to establish the Li Kingdom?"

Le Zhi didn't understand why he asked this, so he thought for a while and replied, "The ancestor's surname was Junyao."

Wen Junyao... this name seemed familiar, and a picture flashed in his mind.

It was a clean and foreign land, with high mountains and dense forests, hanging springs and waterfalls, and deep blue water pools. The waterfalls splashed down, stirring up white water mist, which reflected the colorful light in the sun. Not far from the green water pool, stood There is a house in front of which a man in white is lazily leaning on the big wolf behind him, playing chess with a man whose face cannot be seen clearly.

The two of them seemed to be talking about something. Mo Yin looked at the man opposite him opening and closing his lips, but couldn't hear any sound.

Mo Yin frowned and felt a severe headache.

Le Zhi: "What's wrong with Brother Mo? As soon as I finished saying the names of my ancestors, Brother Mo has been in a daze."

Mo Yin raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Wen Junyao and I are of the same generation."

Le Zhi: "Ah, ah?"

He looked at Mo Yin in bewilderment, unable to react for a moment, thinking to himself, what did he mean? Did he not want him to call him brother Mo and call him his ancestor?

Le Zhi looked strange.

Mo Yin paused and said, "Nothing."

Le Zhi breathed out, took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Mo Yin, saying: "The dishes are cold, come on, come on, eat quickly."

As he spoke, he started to eat big and delicious.

Mo Yin glanced at the two demons being controlled in the corner, and said as if unintentionally: "Do you know where this dish comes from?"

Le Zhi ate the food and said vaguely: "I know, the waiter said I just got it, and it's bigger than ordinary animals."

Mo Yin nodded and said in a light voice: "Yes, Luo Jin just gave some demons to the inn. I didn't expect them to be used so soon."

As soon as Le Zhi moved, he looked at Mo Yin blankly, digesting his words. Several monsters, quickly, use them...

He turned to look at the two monsters in the corner, then turned to look at Mo Yin, struggling and asking, "What kind of monsters are those?"

Mo Yin's eyes flashed with interest and he said: "Rat, hedgehog, weasel."