Mo Bao's body bumps into the following moose and watches the light disperse. There are only hard rocks in front of her eyes, and only the last tragic appearance of tianwu in her mind. Mo Bao feels that her face is cool and wet. She looks up and touches it. She can't see whether it's her blood or her tears on her palm.

A bead with soft light falls in front of Mo Bao and rotates slowly.

The moose looks at the bead and tears come down again. It's tianwu's animal pill. Tianwu died. In order to save him, the moose doesn't hate tianwu any more, and almost burns his own hatred. Wuwuwuwu, he really didn't expect that tianwu saved him in the end.

Mo Bao's hand is raised, the beads are spinning and falling on her palm, slowly rolling down, and then disappear. Mo Bao closes his eyes. If he didn't meet her, Tian Wu would not die. He takes a deep breath. Mo Bao opens his eyes, takes a firm look at the rock and stands up.

"Let's go to Uncle Chu."

"Oh, good."

Moose wipes his tears and catches up with Mo Bao. He walks for a while and looks back. The hole is exposed. I don't know if the right animal envoy will come after him. It seems that it's not safe here. His secret nest is not safe any more!!!

Where are Hanyu and uncle Chu? Of course, it's the place with the most abundant water resources, but it's still not the place now. Moose is not guaranteed. He is too injured and can't feel the smell of Chu Shu and drought.

For Mo Bao, as long as you go to the place where there is drought, you will find it.

For convenience, the moose's tail has become a leg. For the moose who is used to swimming happily in the water with its tail, it is very difficult to walk. Several times, he fell to the ground. Facing the worry of Mo Bao, the moose patted her on the chest bravely to let her not worry. He is very good.

"Are you sure?" Mo Bao looked at the moose's body full of scars. She put her palms in front of him and asked him to suck some of her blood. After being bitten off her wrist by? Yan last time, Mo Bao decided to squeeze some blood into the moose's mouth.

Moose hesitated and opened his mouth. As soon as blood entered his mouth, moose's eyes changed.

As soon as he found that the moose's eyes changed, Mo Bao put his hand behind him and looked at the moose. At last, the moose controlled his impulse to rush up and bite Mo Bao. He healed all the wounds on Mo Bao's palm with aura, then stretched his body straight and strode forward first.

"I feel the breath of Uncle Chu, Mo Bao. They are not far away from us."

Mo Bao, who is not far away, is as hungry and tired as lead in his legs. This is another underground world. The muddy ground at her feet also makes her suffer enough. She tries to drink some water when passing by the puddle occasionally. It's troublesome for her to go to the toilet after drinking too much. She can't hold on. The moose finally squats down in front of her. Mo Bao looks at his injury and shakes his head to refuse Absolutely.

"Don't worry, we are different from other animals. This small injury is not as serious as eating meat, and your blood makes my body full of strength."

Moose insists on carrying Mo Bao, so the journey is faster. Mo Bao finally lies down in his sorrow. The next journey is more than three or four times faster. Moose turns into a tail and glides directly on the muddy ground. Mo Bao regrets that he didn't use this method earlier.

They didn't know how long they were going. After passing the muddy road, they heard the sound of the water. The moose's face brightened and told Mo Bao that he felt uncle Chu's breath was nearby.

Mo Bao has been shocked by the dreamlike scene in front of them. In front of them are all the mosses with shining light. On both sides of the mosses are the flowing water of the dark river, and on the other side are the rolling desert. There are constantly the flames swimming on the desert.

The water of the underground river is cool and cool. On the other side of the desert, there is the heat wave of roasted people. The mosses near the underground river are green, and even the fluorescence is green. On the other side of the desert, the mosses are red, and the fluorescence is red.

Green and red, with gradient light color toward the middle of the transition, also formed this treacherous and beautiful scene.

moose's attention is completely absent from the dreamlike scenery. He wants to make complaints about the teardrop. "They should be in the desert." For him, the most painful thing is to leave the water, the most painful thing is to enter the desert, it is forcing him to roast himself.

Mo Bao also noticed that the moose was very resistant to entering the desert. She patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to put her down.

"You wait for me here, I'll go to them."

"Really?" Moose's eyes are shining. He takes off the fish tail bag hanging on his chest, takes out a piece of rattan from it and hands it to Mo Bao for her to eat.

The rattan is very fresh. Mo Bao lost her appetite when she looked at the rattan juice on it, but she needed physical strength for the next journey. The distance of moose is not far that she could understand. She closed her eyes and took a bite. She didn't dare to feel the taste. She ate it whole and swallowed it immediately.

"Does it taste bad?" Moose looked at the rattan and the rattan juice coming out of the place where Mo Bao bit. Then he remembered that Mo Bao didn't eat raw. He bowed his head and turned in the bag. He took out a big black thing and handed it to Mo Bao.

"The bottom of the river grows so much here. It grows every 100 years. Take it and eat it."Moose stuff to Mo Bao, see her face confused, he immediately broke into two, let Mo Bao look inside.

Mo Bao looks at the white and tender section, and the hole. It looks like lotus root, but it's not like it. It's even whiter and tender than lotus root. She takes a bite, and the sweetness of the entrance makes her exclaim: "eat well."

Eat too much rattan, cold not Ding eat such a sweet and crisp thing, Mo Bao immediately impolitely will take the other part in the past.

"Thank you."

"Ah?" Moose is silly. According to the last time Mo Bao divided the rattan, shouldn't he keep half of it for him? He watched Mo Bao bite it one by one, and then he turned around and left with relish. Moose swallowed his saliva. Now he wants to come back half of it. Can't he? He's been guarding for so many years, and it's hard for him to save so much.

Don't mention it. Mo Bao didn't even have any dregs left. She even licked the juice on her fingers. She felt fresh and full of strength. She finally understood what Yan and moose said. After drinking her blood, she was full of strength. She felt that she could lift up the whole earth with a stick.

Mo Bao walked faster and faster. He just ran up, ah! She wanted to shout.

"Uncle Chu, where are you

In the distance, a flame rose from the sky and rushed to Mo Bao with the momentum of destruction. Mo Bao was stunned and turned around. Although she could not feel the temperature of roasting, it was fire. She didn't want to be cremated directly.

"Don't run, Mo Bao. It's me."

The flame approached, followed by the voice of the drought: "it's me, drought."