I have turned into a wolf, my little Mengmeng

"careful!"

That flash of light came swiftly, Mo Xia had no time to stop it, and pushed Mo Yi away.Mo Yi was unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground.

The brilliance flew by, slammed into the wall in front of it, smashed a deep hole in the wall with a bang, then turned around quickly, and rushed straight at Mo Yi.

Mo Xia drew out his sword, stepped forward to block Mo Yi, and when the light flew close, he swung his sword to block.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

There was a sound of metal colliding, and Mo Xia was puzzled. I don't know what this light is, but it should also be metallic.

Then, the more he hit him, the more frightened he became, and there was a sharp sword aura faintly above the light.

This is interesting.

Mo Xia is also unwilling to admit defeat, such a little thing who doesn't know what it is actually has sword energy?This greatly aroused his interest.

"Mo Yi, hide in a corner." Mo Xia told Mo Yi while dealing with the light.

Mo Xia had already got up early in the morning, and when he heard Mo Xia's words, he obediently hid behind a branch of a big tree in the corner, poked his head slightly and watched Mo Xia deal with the light.

Although the inside of the cave was pitch black, thanks to the aura of the thing, Mo Yi and Mo Xia could clearly see its trajectory.

Seeing that Mo Yi had hidden it, Mo Xia stepped up his attack, he really wanted to see what it was!

However, what is strange is that Mo Xia stepped up his attack, and the light seemed to be angered by Mo Xia's repeated blocking. As long as Mo Xia stepped up his attack, it would also increase its strength, and Mo Xia continued to output, and it would also increase output...

One person and one object rattled for several hours, the small cave where the roots would not fall off the soil was already full of dust, and the sky was full of dust, and it was impossible to see who was who, only the dots It was the spark from the collision between Mo Xia's sword and the light.

Fortunately, they fought in that space, and didn't go out of the central area. Mo Yi was very discerning, and crawled into the passageway at the other end covered in dust to hide.

A tree root tremblingly climbed over, carefully touched Mo Yi's hand, and sent some vague thoughts.

Mo Yi felt it carefully, then turned on the flashlight, looked at the situation on the other side, and said in a low voice, "I don't know how long they will beat you. I'm sorry, have your roots been cut off by them?"

The roots trembled, very sad.

Although its root system is huge, it will not be fatal if so many roots are cut down, but the problem is that this is the center of its root system, and there are important main branch roots inside. The entire root that was involved in the back was broken.

"I'm sorry..." Mo touched the root of the tree, and didn't know how to comfort it. However, Xiao Xia must not have any accidents. If he was asked to choose between Xiao Xia and Da Shu, he would naturally not hesitate. Choose Xiaoxia's.

"Do you know what that thing is?"

The roots rubbed against Mo Yi's palm.

Mo Yi frowned: "The thing in the heart of your tree is it. Unfortunately, I don't know what it is. It seems very powerful, but don't worry, Xiao Xia will definitely help you get rid of it."

Mo Yi comforted the big tree, then took the flashlight to illuminate the cave inside, but unfortunately there was too much dust, he couldn't see Mo Xia's figure clearly, only heard the sound of metal colliding.

But on Mo Xia's side, after fighting for so long, he confirmed one thing, this thing has spirituality.

The reason why it jumped towards Mo Yi was probably because the aura on Mo Yi's body attracted it.

Then Mo Xia couldn't let it go.

They clanged for another two hours, but no one could do anything to the other.Just when Mo Yi was about to fall asleep, the light suddenly stopped, suspended in the air and remained motionless.

Mo Xia also stopped, staring at it closely, beware of any troubles from it.

The light swayed left and right, as if hesitating, after a while, it suddenly rushed towards Mo Xia's dantian like lightning, and disappeared in Mo Xia's dantian.

The speed of the light was too fast, before Mo Xia could stop it, there was a sudden heat in the dantian, and there was something extra.

He hurriedly inspected his dantian, only to find that next to his golden core, that thing hid its own light and showed its original shape - a small and simple sword, circling around its golden core , seemed very lively, and didn't mean to hurt.

Mo Xia was a little confused: ... What's going on?

Just at this time, a somewhat immature voice suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness: "I am the sword spirit of the shadow sword of the ancient gods. I see that you are quite talented in swordsmanship. I want to form a pact with you. Are you willing?"

Mo Xia:!

With a shocked face, Mo Xia sat down cross-legged, and asked with his spiritual sense: "Are you an ancient soldier?"

It's really not to blame Mo Xia for being suspicious, but for him to meet the ancient magic weapon so easily, he can't believe that he has such good luck.Moreover, which cultivator needs to spend a lot of effort to subdue the divine weapon to make the divine weapon recognize its owner. Although he has been fighting with it for several hours, he can make the divine weapon recognize its owner because he is only a golden core in his own cultivation?It was too easy.

I feel a little guilty.

The little sword in his dantian jumped onto his golden core, and the voice in his head seemed a little displeased, "Of course I am, just say what you want or not!"

Mo Xia: Why don't you say 'I' and 'Ru', this little sword spirit is still a child...

He just doesn't believe in his own good luck, but he does believe in the sword spirit. The magic weapon that can produce the sword spirit is a magical weapon. What kind of shit luck did he have to come across such a good thing? Of course he is I happily accept it.

Mo Xia now has a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of child who is a little arrogant, and immediately nodded and said: "Yes, yes, how do I make a contract?"

Little Tsundere Shadow Sword saw that he agreed, jumped on his golden core, and said: "The blood contract is enough."

After finishing speaking, it biu rushed out of Mo Xia's dantian again.

Afterwards, Mo Xia saw a simple and simple sword hanging in the air in front of him.He reached out to take it, but felt a little illusory when he looked at it with his spiritual sense, so he found his flashlight again, turned it on, and looked at it carefully with his naked eyes.

The scabbard is simple and dignified, with complicated patterns on it, but it is already rusted and cannot be seen as it was, it seems to have been dusty for thousands of years, and it has not been opened for a long time.Mo Xia grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out forcefully, but he failed to pull it out. He injected some spiritual power again, and the sword came out of its sheath with a bang.

There was already a layer of rust on the sword body, nothing could be seen, and naturally it couldn't be seen how sharp it was.

"Just drop your blood on the sword, hurry up."

In his mind, the voice of the sword spirit sounded, Mo Xia heard this lively voice, compared with the obviously low-key style of the magic weapon in front of him, there are really two completely different styles, the contrast is a bit big.

Mo Xia didn't hesitate any longer, cut his index finger, and dripped a drop of blood on the sword.

The blood was absorbed by the sword in an instant, and a stream of light flashed across the shadow sword, and the rust on the sword fell off, and the ancient words 'shadow' were written on it.As the brilliance flowed, a clear sound of sword chanting came out, and the sword returned to its original style. The blade was extremely sharp and shone with a cold light, as if it could cut everything off.

The scabbard next to it also seemed to be affected, and the rust on it slowly peeled off, revealing its original delicate lines.

Immediately, Mo Xia felt that there was a small sword in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was a blood contract.

After looking at the Shadow Sword for a while, Mo Xia put the sword into his dantian for cultivation.Afterwards, he walked to another passageway, where Mo Xiaoyi lay crookedly, the flashlight was about to run out, and the light was dimmed, but his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, but he couldn't sleep.

Seeing him approaching, Mo Xiaoyi stretched out his arms, and Mo Xia hugged him up.

Mo Yi lay on his shoulder, very sleepy, and asked vaguely: "Xiao Xia, is it resolved?"

Mo Xia nodded, "It's settled, we can go up."

Walking through the cave in the middle, Mo Yi suddenly thought of something, he pulled himself together and said, "Xiao Xia, wait a minute."

Mo Xia stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi took the flashlight in Mo Xia's hand, and took a photo of the entire cave. Sure enough, the roots of the big tree in this cave were cut off by the sword energy of Mo Xia and the Shadow Sword. The roots were also cut into pieces and fell all over the ground.

Mo Xia: Uh, the battlefield is a bit miserable...

Mo Yi asked Mo Xia to carry him to the root of the big tree, and he said to Mo Xia, "Xiao Xia, I'll treat the big tree."

Mo Xia raised his eyebrows, "How to cure it?" Could it be what he thought?

Mo Yi didn't answer him, but said: "Big tree, big tree, you hang down from the root of the tree."

There was a rustling sound of soil above the head, and a tree root as thick as an arm of ink drilled out of the soil and hung down in front of the two of them.

Mo Yi pulled its root, bit his finger, dripped a drop of blood on it, and said: "I'm sorry, I hurt you so many roots, I hope I can help you a little."

Mo Xia watched the child feed a drop of blood to the big tree, he frowned, but he didn't say anything.Mo Yi was cleaning up the mess for himself, which made him feel a little guilty, thinking that he should pay more attention in the future, and this kind of thing should not happen again.

After the tree root absorbed the drop of blood, it suddenly shrank back. Afterwards, the two saw the roots of other broken trees start to grow, and the main tree root was at the position corroded and scorched by the golden spirit It also regained its vitality and began to grow.

Mo Xia looked at it and said, "Okay, let's go out."

Seeing that the big tree had started to grow, Mo Yi nodded happily and said, "Yes! I'm so sleepy."

"Go to sleep..."

As soon as Mo Xia finished speaking, Mo Yi fell asleep on his shoulder.

"Hey, his blood..." In Mo Xia's mind, the Shadow Sword started to move when it smelled Mo Yi's blood. It had just smelled the strong vitality of Mo Yi before it rushed towards it.

However, before the Shadow Sword finished speaking, Mo Xia shouted: "You are not allowed to play tricks on him!"

Shadow Sword said: "His blood is a great weapon for strengthening your cultivation, why are you wasting it like this!"

Mo Xia ignored him, Shadow Sword kept nagging him all the way, until he was about to leave the cave, Mo Xia couldn't help it, and said: "If you keep talking, I'll throw you back into the cave and bury you!"

Shadow Sword is a little wronged: ...

After signing the blood contract with the Shadow Sword, Mo Xia knew that the Shadow Sword had been buried underground for eight|9000 years, and later it absorbed enough gold spirit energy from a pile of gold spirit stones, and the sword spirit was produced. The sword spirit couldn't stand the loneliness, it was anxious to be born, but no one ever entered the cave to bring it out.

It slowly starts from the root of the big tree and goes up little by little until the center of the big tree. While absorbing the vitality of the big tree and the golden aura from the ground, it wants to wait for someone with better talents. This waited for thousands of years.

It’s not that no one has been to Dashu before, but they didn’t like it. Now that Mo Xia with a good talent for sword practice has finally arrived, it doesn’t want to be buried in that dark place anymore. Besides, the people there The golden marrow stones were all emptied by Mo Xia, and without a source of nutrition, it was even more unbearable to stay underground.

Seeing that the sword spirit had calmed down, Mo Xia was satisfied, and carried Mo Yi back to the ground. It was already midnight up there, so he simply took out his tent and settled down directly under the shade of a big tree for the night.

The next day, after bidding farewell to Dashu, the two set off on the road again.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow I will start the Dafa of Time, and I will finally grow up (￣ー￣)