Ordinary observers in fast time travel

A ray of sunlight passed through the narrow cellar opening and fell on the face of the sleeping child.Seeing that the young boy showed no sign of waking up, Xu Shi became a little mischievous, secretly painting on his face, a flower for a while, a leaf for a while, and a strange shape for a while.

Xu was interrupted by the naughty light spots, and the child woke up in a daze, "Mother~" The clear and clear child's voice was tinged with nasal, and it sounded muffled.

He didn't hear his mother's answer, so the child sat up, and when he saw the unfamiliar environment, he immediately yelled.

The cry of a child, clear and penetrating, attracted the attention of the disciples of the immortal sect who flew through the air.

"Huh? There's so much death and resentment, as well as demonic energy... a little demonic energy." Mo Shan turned his head to look at his senior brother Dong Zhixing who was next to Yujian, "Senior brother, go down and have a look?"

Dong Zhixing nodded slightly, and with a thought, the flying sword changed direction and flew towards the village diagonally below.Seeing this, Mo Shan also challenged Feijian's direction and chased after him.

"This? The village was massacred by monsters!" Mo Shan's tone was flat, but his heart couldn't help but feel a little turbulent.

Dong Zhixing's expression did not change, but the lightly frowned brow revealed the master's mood, "There are still two alive." The hoarse voice did not match the handsome appearance.

Mo Shan looked at the back of the senior brother in surprise, and the senior brother actually spoke, and hurriedly caught up, "Senior brother, I think you should talk more, or your voice will become hoarse. I remember that the last time you spoke was a month ago , Master asked you to report the task?"

Dong Zhixing, who was walking in front, quickened his pace.

"Wow--"

The cry of the child was getting closer and closer, and soon, the two of them came to the house at the foot of the mountain, which was here.The strong demonic aura stopped the two of them in their tracks.They looked at each other, turned over and jumped into the yard.

The tall and dark demon corpse immediately attracted the attention of the two of them.However, in the next second, both of them showed surprised expressions, "Dead?"

"Which fellow Taoist who passed by killed this? Hey, why didn't you take this monster away? They are all good refining materials, too wasteful." Mo Shan looked around the monster carefully, it was a wolf monster, um, cultivation The demonic wolf demon, "There is no wound at all!"

While Mo Shan was amazed, Dong Zhixing stepped over the corpse of the wolf demon and walked towards the crying child. There was a girl lying beside the child with a strong breath, and she must have been temporarily unconscious.

Dong Zhixing squatted down, trying to keep his eyes on the same level as the child, but quickly gave up. He stared at the crying child for 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds... the crying became more and more horrific.So I had no choice but to give up trying to stop the crying of the child with my eyes.

He let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned his eyes to the girl on the ground. She was four feet long, thin, and her clothes were torn on her back, and there was black and smelly blood on the tear.His pupils shrank slightly, he stretched out his hand, and released his spiritual power to detect through the 3 cm of air.

'The wolf demon once caused fatal injuries to this girl! 'But why didn't it leave a wound?With his spiritual power, he probed the girl from head to toe, and then probed the crying child again. He frowned and opened his mouth, "If you cry again, you will be speechless in the future."

The child couldn't understand his words, but the hoarse voice successfully stopped his crying. He blinked his red and swollen eyes and looked at him puzzled, "Are you a duck spirit?"

Even after crying for a long time, the childish voice is still so clear and pleasant.

Dong Zhixing is very sensitive to what others say about his voice, so even if the childish words are endless, he quickly understands the meaning of the childish child.So his face became slightly gloomy.

But how can a major disciple of the Qingxu Sect get angry over such a trivial matter?Dong Zhixing turned his head to the girl on the ground again, frowned again, and looked at the girl. Suddenly, a porcelain-white object came into his eyes. He raised his wrist slightly, and the porcelain-white object was taken into his hands.

What a strong aura!

Dong Zhixing stared at the porcelain vase in his hand seriously. It was the size of a thumb. The porcelain vase itself had no aura. It was a mortal thing, but it exuded a strong aura.He pointed the mouth of the bottle at his eyes, and the transparent and misty liquid hung on the inner wall of the porcelain bottle.

Lingquan!

He quickly cast his gaze around the girl again, and soon saw a small cork, and with a surge of spiritual power, the cork appeared in his hand.Well, it is also made of ordinary wood.He reached out to put the cork on the mouth of the porcelain bottle, but felt something was wrong, spread his hand, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

Use the talisman national pillar porcelain vase, recite the mantra silently, and as the mantra is released, the precious light on the talisman flashes and melts into the porcelain vase.

"Huh? What's this? You actually asked your brother to use the spirit sealing talisman?" Mo Shan came over after studying the wolf demon and saw this scene. "What a strong aura!"

His eyes brightened and he looked around, trying to find the source of the aura.

"Are you a duck fairy?" The immature child's voice sounded, and the fatal question made Dong Zhixing freeze.

Mo Shan squatted down and looked at Xiaotong curiously, "Little baby? What is a duck fairy?"

Zhitong stared at the red and swollen eyes, looked at the ordinary-looking Mo Shan, who had no special features, his eyes were full of curiosity, "The Duck Immortal is... just... the duck, quack." how to explain.

But this is not a problem, people who should understand understand it, "Pff~" Mo Shan was about to laugh, but immediately received a stare like a thousand swords piercing his heart, the smile could only be held in his throat, his face turned red, and he Like a grilled lobster.

"Huh? Shrimp?" Zhitong thought of his favorite river prawns, which are red when cooked, so delicious.

When Mo Shan heard this, his smile disappeared, and the blush on his face became even redder.

Dong Zhixing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, ignored the two, stretched out his hand to help the girl lying on the ground, turned her around, supported her back with one hand, and tapped her eyebrows with the other, ready to wake her up.

Shi Jia, who was communicating with Mu Xiaocao's soul in the spiritual world, noticed the movement. "I will fulfill your last wish for you. You can cultivate your soul here. When your soul is fully cultivated, I will send you out of the womb."

Mu Xiaocao nodded, then closed her eyes.Falling into the flowers condensed by the black gold mist.

Watching Mu Xiaocao fall into a deep sleep, Shi Jia followed the pull of his body, and his consciousness returned to his physical body.The light showed red through the eyelids, Shi Jia slowly opened her eyes, and the dazzling sunlight made her close them subconsciously.

"Sister~" was clear and sweet, and a child's voice with a little nasal sound came to my ears.Shi Jia subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the source of the sound, his face rubbed against his clothes, and Shi Jia realized that he was being dragged by his neck.She hastily struggled to sit up.

At this time, the eyes have adapted to the light from the outside world, and they can see the scene in front of them clearly. There are two men wearing the same clothes, one is handsome and the other is ordinary. The contrast is strong and the recognition is very high.

And her younger brother also leaned over, lying in her arms, with his head buried in his neck, crying and telling him that his parents had disappeared.