Daily life of the hero of fast time travel

Su Mo rubbed his head, got up from the ground, sighed, and looked at the young man who came forward step by step.

"Second Junior Brother, don't be naughty."

Chu Lan stepped forward and pushed Su Mo against the tree. Su Mo was taken aback: "Kids, what kind of wall-dong are you playing with? Let go of senior brother."

There was a trace of sharpness in Chu Lan's eyes: "Brother, don't you feel ashamed?"

Su Mo rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly: "Who are you to lose, Second Junior Brother, you are too good at joking, look, am I also practicing?"

"Three months later, it will be the duel between the various sects."

"Yeah, I know, I know, I have already applied to the master, and I will let you go when the time comes, you are better than me."

Chu Lan let go of Su Mo: "Brother, don't you like to practice the most?"

In his previous life, his elder brother was a cultivator who could reach the Golden Core level in a short period of time.

Su Mo wiped it and took a bite of the peach: "What is cultivation? Can I eat it?"

Chu Lan turned around and left: "Very well, if that's the case, then I'll help you."

Su Mo was stunned, scratching his head, his soft hair fluttering in the wind, like a beautiful lost childhood.

As night came, a blood moon lay across the night sky, emitting a strange light.

A figure opened Su Mo's door, knocked him unconscious with a single palm, and dragged him away.

Xuetu Ridge is a strange place in the Profound Sky Continent, where thousands of wronged souls are buried, and no one can come out.

call out--

A thin figure came quickly and stood on the periphery of Xuetu Ridge.

quack--

The man-eating vulture raised its head, its blood-red eyes filled with a desire for blood.

Chu Lan threw Su Mo in, and her eyes released a bloodthirsty light: "Eldest brother, thank you for your care over the years, and now the second junior brother will help you here."

boom--

Su Mo's body quickly fell into Xuetu Ridge like a kite with a broken string.

It hurts, it hurts.

Su Mo's first conscious feeling just now was a piercing pain.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a dozen vultures watching him, as if they were waiting for him to die, so that they could enjoy the delicious flesh and blood immediately.

Su Mo screamed in fright, got up and ran, tripped and fell down.

"It hurts..."

Su Mo rubbed his arms and his buttocks. The branches and stones cut his skin, and there were several cuts on his body, and blood gushed out.

Under the blood-red morning glow, accompanied by the cold wind, Su Mo shivered as he looked at the mass grave where the bones were strewn across.

Su Mo: [No. 233, where have I been?Didn't you sleep last night? 】

No. 233: [Because of the male lead. 】

Su Mo's face hurts: [Then how to get out? 】

No. 233: [Can't go out, unless you practice crooked ways and control these wraiths, otherwise they will attack when it gets dark. I blocked it for you yesterday, and it took a lot of my strength. 】

Su Mo continued to look at the mass grave with a sore face, and sighed: "Control the Wraith, right? Very good, let's try it."

The rising sun emerged from the east, shining on the earth, but the light seemed unable to reach Xuetu Ridge, and it was gloomy and cold.

Su Mo, whose blood was about to freeze, suddenly decided, looked at the vultures, gritted his teeth, but still couldn't bear to eat them.

The spirit of resentment slowly fades away, and in the afternoon, it will rise slowly, devouring every living thing in this place.