These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

The stream flowed gently nearby, its sound melodious.

The spring water would seep into the hard rocks on the shore in waves, leaving a damp mark.

I don't know how much time passed, but the only sound left was panting.

The woman seemed to have lost all her strength, leaning limply on the boy's shoulder, and asked softly.

"Why don't you go inside... Isn't it uncomfortable to be outside?"

Wei Tu's eyes were still twitching slightly, perhaps because the experience was too stimulating, and for a moment he couldn't even make a sound.

"It's dangerous at this time... and I don't want to get you with this mindset of yours."

What is my mindset?

"Leave the best for me, and die quietly alone, that's probably how it is."

Wei Tu spoke softly, and Mu Xitong's face darkened.

After a while, Mu Xitong reached out and touched her buttocks.

She frowned. "Sticky...it's disgusting."

Wei Tu laughed, "Didn't you drink it before? Now you find it disgusting?"

"You still dare to talk?!"

"Hahahaha... I'm not going to say anything more."

"Get out of here, I'm going to take a shower..."

Mu Xitong blushed and stood up.

When I got up, the uncomfortable sensation seemed to linger, as if it carried a deeply ingrained memory.

The woman's face became beautiful again.

"Damn it...you made so much."

"I'm really sorry for the large quantity."

"Shut up!"

As Mu Xitong walked step by step toward the stream, Wei Tu sighed, as if this was the time to fall into deep thought.

A faint voice came from the side.

"Can we appear now...?"

62. Shocking Change

A light drizzle fell in the morning, and a thick fog began to permeate the mountains and forests.

"The weather isn't very good."

Wei Tu said with a frown.

The little fox perched on the boy's shoulder. In fact, Wei Tu didn't need to exert much effort to do this, since the little fox's weight wasn't much.

"Yeah, it's so hard to see clearly."

"If you're going to talk, then talk. Why are you leaning on my shoulder?"

The boy turned his head slightly and asked.

The little fox looked at Wei Tu as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "Master hasn't been feeling well lately, so we'll stay here with you, is that alright?"

"Can't you walk by yourself? If your two legs are useless, I'll use them to cook."

"No...no!"

The little fox refused sternly.

His voice seemed to tremble slightly, as if he was worried that what the boy said was true.

Wei Tu chuckled and patted the little fox's head. At that moment, Mu Xitong leaned closer from the other side.

"Are we really going to set off despite this thick fog?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, let's not delay, hold my hand so we don't get separated."

Mu Xitong's cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at the boy with a hint of annoyance, "It hasn't come to that yet, okay?"

The boy grinned and reached out to grasp Mu Xitong's soft little hand. "That's hard to say. What if there's something strange about this fog? We can't let our guard down."

"Knowing something was wrong, you still went in?"

"Sister Xitong, you're talking a lot today."

"Humph."

The little fox perched on Wei Tu's shoulder sniffed, "The demonic aura inside is so strong."

They had clearly sensed something unusual.

Wei Tu nodded. "The deeper you go, the denser the concentration will be. Let's go, don't let go."

This was said to the little fox.

Holding Mu Xitong's hand, the two people and the fox walked into the depths of the dense fog...

-

"Roar!!"

The roar shook the mountains and forests.

From a distance, several people frowned.

"Senior brother, that cry... wait, could it be that they've discovered us?"

Tu Shan Wanwan frowned and whispered to Mo Yao beside her.

Mo Yao thought for a moment, "We've only been here a short time... and we even applied medicine to cover up the smell, which shouldn't be possible. Is it something else?"

"Why don't we just go in and check? If it finds us... then we might as well just kill them all, right?"

The one who said this was naturally Mo Yao's younger brother, Mo Qiu.

Mo Yao did not like such a hasty approach.

However, as the leader of this action team, he had to have a comprehensive view of the situation.

Seeing the eager expressions on the faces of the boys around him, Mo Yao thought for a moment and said, "Let's go in and check the situation first. Be careful not to act rashly. Observe first. No one can make a move without my order."

So the group entered the mist, their steps swift and light, appearing well-trained.

Until they climbed onto the thick branches of a tall tree.

"This is... a Kunlun ape?"

Tu Shan Wanwan frowned, her eyes seemingly able to pierce through the fog.

She saw a Kunlun ape that appeared to be injured, roaring and howling in the mist.

Before Mo Yao could speak, Mo Qiu chuckled, "The Kunlun ape is quite valuable; why don't we take advantage of its injury now..."

Tu Shan Wanwan immediately shook her head and said, "This isn't good. This Kunlun ape isn't behaving properly. Although it looks like it's injured, it seems... its emotions are a bit off..."

"Madness?"

Mo Yao said softly.

Tu Shan Wanwan nodded firmly, "Yes! It's madness. Why is this happening? Logically speaking, the Kunlun Ape's intelligence shouldn't be inferior to other demonic beasts..."

Mo Qiu retorted, "Who cares? Let's kill him first. So what if he's mad? Does he suddenly become enlightened and become a Buddha on the spot?"

"etc……!"

Before Mo Yao could stop him, the young man beside him vanished like a fleeting glimpse of a startled swan.

The sword energy, like mercury spilling onto the ground, rushed towards the Kunlun ape who was clutching its head on the ground.

Mo Yao also drew his longsword, ready to act immediately if things went wrong.

But I never expected it.

"Whoosh!"

The Kunlun ape's enormous head separated from its body and fell to the ground amidst Mo Qiu's sword light.

This scene amazed many people around.

Standing on the ground, Mo Qiu turned around and smiled at Mo Yao and the others on the branches.

Mo Yao understood the meaning behind his gaze. Although this boy was his own younger brother, he had received too much praise for his talent in cultivation, while Mo Qiu was like the one who was overlooked. He always needed recognition.

Therefore, Mo Yao could understand Mo Qiu's willfulness many times. He really hoped that one day he could truly show his strength beyond his own. But when would he change his mentality? Sooner or later he would suffer.

Mo Yao was about to say something... but in an instant, his expression changed.

His eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief and even fear, while Tu Shan Wanwan's expression was no less intense.

Mo Qiu frowned. "What's wrong?"

He asked in confusion, not understanding why these people's expressions had suddenly changed.

Mo Yao suppressed his astonishment and shouted desperately.

"Run!"

Mo Qiu was stunned for a moment, then quickly sensed something and hurriedly turned around.

To his astonishment, he saw something amidst the pillar of blood gushing from the neck of the Kunlun ape he had cleanly slashed open...

Its shape resembles viscous tentacles, like the tentacles of an octopus in the sea, swaying slightly in the wind and dripping viscous mucus.

And the tip of that tentacle was looking down at him. Why do I say looking down...?

Because the other party has one eye.

The eye was at the very tip, enormous, terrifying, and exuding a sinister and evil aura.

His mind went blank for a moment.