Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

This tone is a bit outrageous.

It's a pity that the woman in the white skirt just glanced at Chen Mo faintly, and passed out again.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

But even so, a plain face with no blood energy is somewhat indescribably glamorous, and all aspects are just right.

It stands to reason that even the most outstanding genius in this continent would take hundreds of years to cultivate to a two-star Dou Sheng.

But judging from the woman's delicate skin, she couldn't tell her age at all.

The movements of Chen Mo's hands accelerated a lot, and he untied the ribbon of the white skirt.

Taking off the white skirt, she was wearing a beautiful white silk bellyband, some of which were wrapped with white cloth, which was tightly wrapped.

Just a preliminary glance, I knew the approximate scale in my heart.

Turning her over, Chen Mo silently recited the mantra of nourishing the mind and clearing the heart to eliminate the evil thoughts in his heart, and carefully looked at the bloody handprints under the white cloth on his back.

The skin is like snow, and the area around the bloody handprint is purple-black, which is extremely eye-catching.

Chen Mo covered the bloody handprint with his hand, and used the heart inflammation of the Falling Heart Flame to slowly pour into the bloody handprint.

"Bah"

Although the woman in the white skirt fainted, she was still conscious, and could still feel the pain of the different fire.

But as a Dou Sheng, this pain can still be resisted.

As the heart inflammation poured into the blood-colored handprint, the black-red handprint gradually faded, which obviously had a certain effect.

But at this moment, the body of the woman in the white skirt arched suddenly, and hot sweat continued to flow out of her forehead.

The white flame in his right hand dissipated, and Chen Mo held the pulse of the woman in the white skirt with his right hand, and the soul power poured in again.

This time, Chen Mo found a ferocious skull at the position of the female divine tower.

If Chen Mo's heart inflammation intensifies, the skull will explode, thus achieving the effect of destroying his soul and body.

This is similar to Chen Mo's secret move in the main body of Huangquan Pavilion.

And this black skull is under the control of others at any time, that is to say, as long as the person who planted this black skull has a thought, even if it is thousands of miles away, the woman in the white skirt will die.

And this kind of person with a black skull is obviously the deputy hall master of the soul hall.

"It's troublesome."

Chen Mo frowned slightly, even with his current soul strength, he couldn't eliminate the black skull silently.

Because once the black skull is threatened, the deputy master of the soul hall will sense it, and it may detonate the black skull immediately.

Unless Chen Mo's soul realm broke through the spiritual realm, he would be helpless.

"It seems that you are more valued by the Soul Palace than I imagined."

Chen Mo muttered to himself, and immediately used his means to arrange a seal on the bloody handprint to prevent it from spreading further.

After everything was prepared, just as Chen Mo was about to put on the white dress for her, he subconsciously grabbed the woman in the white dress by the arm.

Measure bone age.

After a while, judging by the bone age, the approximate age of the woman in the white skirt should be between 230 and 260.

An old maid in her [-]s is rare.

Luoshenjian.

This place is under the rule of Glacier Valley, but Chen Mo doesn't know it.

He knew that he fled towards the opposite position of Fenyangu at that time, so as not to turn the attention of the Soul Hall to Fenyangu.

A hidden cave somewhere in Luoshenjian.

As night fell, Chen Mo carried the woman in the white skirt and moved here.

"Squeak..."

"Cuckoo..."

All kinds of sounds of insects came from the dense forest outside the cave, and the cool night wind blowing into the cave made the forest white flames in the cauldron burn more vigorously.

A strong smell of medicine wafted in the night wind.

"Um..."

A feeble voice sounded, and the woman covered in a black robe frowned slightly, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly under the light of the fire, and slowly opened her eyes.

Pain in the back and weakness all over, the most important thing is that the woman shook her palm, but she couldn't use any of her fighting spirit.

"Don't waste your efforts, your divine tower is locked and you have been seriously injured. Before I break through, you will be just like an ordinary person for a long time."

The woman frowned and raised her eyebrows, looking for her reputation.

A huge medicine cauldron was placed in the direction of the entrance of the cave, and in front of the medicine cauldron sat cross-legged a handsome young man in black with his eyes closed.

The strong medicinal fragrance came, and it was obvious that the young man was refining alchemy.

Looking at the somewhat familiar side face of the young man, as if recalling a memory, the woman's head felt a little swollen and painful.