The northern region of the Red Leaf World is called the Northern Witch. There is a witch clan living here, which is also the homeland of the witch clan!

The witch clan, they don’t know what origins are. Some say that they have been separated from Dongsheng, just like the barbarians, because the Dongsheng people are the original work of the Red Leaf World, and their practice and lifestyle are extremely orthodox. However, some say that the witch clan and the barbarians are older than Dongsheng. Dongsheng may have evolved from them, because the lifestyle of the witch clan and everything in the barbarians are similar to the years before the Shinto. Everything before the Shinto was from the era of the Barbarian Witch. The barbarian witch here refers to a special era, and now everything in the Red Leaf is based on the original records and thus evolved.

But time has passed and the past is no longer clear. The grudges of the three continents of the Witch Clan, the Barbarian Clan, and the Dongsheng Land have always existed. Perhaps it is a conflict of civilization, perhaps it is due to the amount of resources, or because of the racial concept, so the war will break out again and again and never end!

When Mu Ming opened it, he felt a little cold. In fact, Mu Ming was awakened by the cold. Mu Ming was a little surprised. However, when he opened his eyes, he felt a different aura. He was in a cave. The stone wall did not have the common grayish-white color, but had a dark feeling, as if he was covered with ink.

There is some moisture in the cave, and Mu Ming frowned. If you live in such an environment for a long time, it will be harmful to your body.

But Mu Ming slowly stood up because someone's voice came from outside the cave. Mu Ming was not shocked because many scenes appeared in his mind since he woke up.

When I left the hole, I saw an old man and a woman whispering something. The woman snuggled up against the man's shoulder and her head was still moving gently, as if she was a little girl, looking very happy.

The two were under an old tree. There were not many fallen leaves at this time, only a handful of them. Moreover, the sky in the distance was filled with a gloomy and dark clouds. The dead grass on the earth was in decline. When a breath of cold air was inhaled, it felt a little tingling. This was the smell of winter.

There is no heavy snow or silver, only a depression. This is probably the winter in Beiwu. Because there is little moisture, there is no scene of university flying. Even a rain is extremely luxurious.

Seeing many scenes, Mu Ming knew his location, but he didn't feel much emotion, but was a little melancholy. Mu Ming suddenly missed Dongsheng's air, and also understood why the witch clan liked to invade Dongsheng, because this place was very special, and maybe it could be summarized in two words - barren!

The scriptures of the gods that could originally run by themselves were quiet because the essence in the world was extremely sparse and almost imperceptible!

The bitter and cold land is indeed true. Although after starting to practice, I didn’t feel much about the cold and cold between heaven and earth, I still felt a little chill at this time, which surprised Mu Ming. He simply let go of his body protection and let his body feel it.

It seemed as if he noticed someone approaching. The woman who leaned her head against the old man gently stood up, then slowly turned her head, Mu Ming bowed, and the woman nodded with a little shy expression, as if she was a little embarrassed about her actions just now.

At this time, the old man also turned around, Mu Ming bowed, and the old man nodded silently, revealing a little softness.

"woke up!"

After a while, it seemed that when he saw the three of them, the old man said so, with a little apology in his tone, and the wood name could feel it.

The old man was Zang Mou. His eyes were still pitch black, but the depth of the darkness was still a little soft, just like a little open fire in the depths of endless darkness, which would be dim at any time, which would make people worry!

Mu Ming nodded, but at this moment his eyes were looking at the woman. Zang Mou didn't say anything. He knew what the gaze was about. After a long time, Mu Ming sighed lightly.

"What do you need!" said the old man, without any extra words, Mu Ming's answer was very brief. He was not in the mood to ask this and that, and he didn't need to ask these questions.

After pausing, Mu Ming said: "A map, a map of the north!"

The old man nodded, bounced his fingers, and a huge rock flew in the distance, crushed by his magical powers, countless changes at any time, and finally turned into a thin piece of stone paper. A light flew out from Zang Mou's eyebrows. The light fell on the paper. Suddenly, some symbols shone out, and there were silk threads outlined. Mu Ming looked at this scene calmly. If it were in the past, Mu Ming would have been surprised by this method, but at this time he began to check it silently and began to take out a simple book. After reading it, Mu Ming began to point out a few positions on the stone paper, and then pointed out a few places again.

At this time, the huge paper turned into a map. The locations of Mu Ming pointed out were tribes or special areas. Zang Mou looked at this scene and frowned slightly, but Mu Ming was unmoved. The woman next to him looked at Mu Ming curiously, and finally turned her eyes on the map, but she was speechless.

"Here, here, and here, the blood soul grass in their tribe is born! It costs 100,000 years!"

"In addition, there are some old-fashioned springs in these areas, some ferocious beasts guarding them, a total of five species, I want them all!"

"And this soul department! Their mountain holy ancestor has a companion soul tree! I want half of it!"

"In addition, the Stone Star Tribe here, their tribe treasure star soul stone...get it all!"

"And here, there is a saint in this clan. The saint's blood is unique. I want three bowls!"

After Mu Ming finished speaking, he looked at Zang Mou, and the woman frowned slightly. When he heard Mu Ming ask the Saint to get three bowls of blood, he seemed a little unhappy. Mu Ming was a little embarrassed. Zang Mou did not ask too much, but just nodded silently, and finally hesitated: "Can you survive?"

Mu Ming shook his head, Zang Mou took a deep breath, but suddenly felt a little warm in his arms, but it was the woman holding his arm, and the woman said, "How long can you live after taking my little brother's pill?"

The sound was very nice, like a big sister. Mu Ming felt intimate, and at this time Mu Ming suddenly hesitated.

Seeing this, the woman looked a little reluctant, but she still said, "It's okay to speak out!"

Mu Ming said: "The senior sealed the curse, so it will explode in 20 days. I want to refine some pills and try to refine it before the explosion, but it will only delay the explosion time. It will take about half a year. Before that, I will use special methods to remove the pain for you and make you less pain!"
Chapter completed!