The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 241 The Mediocre Princess 93
Chu Mo woke up from the darkness, just like every time he wakes up from the immortal cultivation, but when he opened his eyes, it was like having a white and long dream, Chu Mo was stunned for five minutes minute.

Until the breathing is eager to break through the plight of the whole body, struggling desperately from drowning.

"Don't you come up and wait to die?" Shi Yi's voice sounded again, and Chu Mo somehow felt that this voice was familiar, just like the voice he heard every time he was greedy for immortal cultivation and almost lost his mind.

"Huh—" The next moment, Chu Mo broke through the water suddenly, took a deep breath, and then felt as if his whole body was immersed in ice water, the cold went straight to the bone marrow.

Chu Mo was agitated, and instinctively wanted to get out of the water, and with a light push, his body rose into the air, rushing out like an arrow leaving the string.

thump—

Chu Mo slammed into a huge tree trunk that couldn't tell its age above the well.

Depend on--

Chu Mo cursed secretly, and then fell on the ground full of stones, shaking like a sieve.

The next moment, Chu Mo felt that it wasn't her shaking, but the whole ground was shaking, followed by noises coming from all directions, and the falling wooden houses and utensils were rolling on the ground.

"Earthquake?" Chu Mo jumped up all of a sudden, he couldn't remember why he was here for a while, but when he saw Shi Yi who was still standing by the well, he remembered something.

"I went in all night?" Chu Mo looked at the sky that was getting brighter and brighter, one night?How did she not drown?

"We'll talk about it when we get out—" Shi Yi glanced at the well, and quickly moved forward.

"Hey, wait for me—" Chu Mo yelled loudly, walking so fast, did you think she would do light work?

Light work?Chu Mo recalled the strange force that came out of the water just now, and tried to push the ground lightly with his feet.

Depend on--

The next moment, Chu Mo flew out, and slammed into a wooden house fiercely, and the wooden house that was originally tilted from side to side shattered instantly.

Chu Mo spit out a mouthful of sawdust, and continued to try. Seeing that this place has become a ruin, the ground that was originally warm as spring is freezing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boom--"

Gritting his teeth, Chu Mo could only continue to try again, and finally stumbled to the outside of the village. He saw a man in white clothes standing on the smooth stone surface, as spotless as a lotus.

Chu Mo took another look at the sawdust and embarrassment all over his body, scolded his mother again, and stumbled towards the man.

"We're going to hurry—"

"why?"

"Do you want to wait for your waiter's rice to be cooked before going to rescue him?"

Chu Mo shut up and immediately followed.

For a day's journey, Chu Mo had already caught up with the original group of people, the same carriage, but at a slower speed, and from time to time someone went to check on the conditions of the people inside the carriage.

Chu Mo faintly felt something was wrong, but the carriage seemed to be guarded by an invisible energy. To be precise, the entire team was enveloped by a very powerful force, and Chu Mo couldn't get close at all.

Chu Mo finally understood that this was the reason why the man said that he had to reach the secret clan first, and then find the Holy Gold before he could save Luo Yu.

"Shi Yi, this holy water, holy wood, holy soil, and holy gold, why is there only one holy fire missing?"

"No less."

The man left an inexplicable sentence and entered the realm of the mysterious race.

Why not less?

The man clearly said only three things, but as soon as he entered the secret clan, Chu Mo felt something obviously different, like a person in the plain who suddenly came to the plateau, and even his breathing was suppressed by something.

This feeling was very similar to the violent energy around the wagon.

"We haven't reached the real Mystic Clan here yet, the real Mystic Clan's territory. Except for the Mystic Clan, no one else can enter."

"Then how do we get in?" Chu Mo was annoyed.

"There is a place to go in—" the man paused and said.

The more he walked forward, the more he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and even the energy in his body felt like a burden at the moment.

Chu Mo's previous ease and joy disappeared at this moment, but the exhaustion from the past few days suddenly struck.

"What exactly is this place?" Chu Mo glanced around, the ordinary sword tree hell's sword forest, covered with ice and snow, and the deep and shallow footprints on the thick ice on the ground belonged to the man in front.

"Holy gold is the head of the five sages, and it has a suppressive effect on other energies, so you will feel trapped in a cage." The man explained kindly.

It took Chu Mo nearly half a day to reach the end of this short distance. Looking back, he could almost see the starting point they had just started. He followed the man and stopped at a cliff.

"Go down from here?"

Shi Yi nodded.

The vertical cliffs, covered with ice, really are an "excellent" dive site.

"This is located in the north, and it is the weakest place affected by the holy gold. From here, you can enter the secret race."

The role of magnetic field?Although Chu Mo guessed wildly, he still took action. After carefully observing the situation of the cliff, he found that there was no way out of it if he wanted to go down.

On the cliff, covered under the ice layer, there are vines as thick as arms. The brown vines are very obvious in the ice layer, extending all the way to the bottom of the cliff. Although Chu Mo doesn't know whether these cliffs can reach the bottom, But it is the only feasible way.

It's just that the ice is too thick.

Chu Mo was about to open his mouth, but saw a blue light directly splitting towards the ice layer of the cliff, followed by the sound of cracking, the ice layer shattered like glass, and then, the brown vines burst from the ice layer, it turned out that The man thought the same as her.

Chu Mo didn't delay, tried the strength of the vine, and then slowly walked down the cliff.

For Chu Mo, this was not a difficult task, on the contrary, it was easier than the mountain road just now.

On the contrary, the man behind was a little hesitant, but seeing that Chu Mo had gone down a certain distance in the blink of an eye, he could only follow slowly.

The mysterious race, this alien race located in the depths of Sword Tree Hell, is the most powerful among the entire alien race.

Like other alien races, these people feed on monsters and formed their own unique subjugated country.

People of different races also gradually began to be different from normal humans because they ate the flesh and blood of monsters all the year round. They were taller and more irritable. .

However, the rumors about the alien race conceal an extremely important fact, that is, the alien race, any creature in the Sword Tree Hell, has existed longer than the entire Yinlan Empire. It is no exaggeration to say:

For any country or dependent country of the Silver Blue Empire, the origins of the clans traced back are all within the alien race.

And the alien race is something as old as the Temple of Great Fay.

However, Chu Mo didn't know this, even the deity of this body didn't know, the only way to restore the energy in the body was to be in a foreign race.

(End of this chapter)