"The energy and power of this blood spirit secret realm is extremely suitable for the reincarnation cemetery. If the tomb owner finds a few opportunities, his strength will definitely advance by leaps and bounds. Only the strong strength is facing the blood spirit race, and even higher level powerhouses. There is a battle."

Mo Ning'er said, the phantom on his body was getting faint.

is almost transparent.

Ye Chen had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He clenched his fist and smashed to the ground fiercely.

This kind of powerlessness is too frustrated!

At this moment, Mourning, who is not far behind, may have the toxin disappeared, and gradually opened her eyes. When she saw Mo Ning'er who was gradually fading in the distance, her eyes widened and she exclaimed!

She has never seen someone so alike!

is almost carved out of the same mold as her!

Even, the blood in her body seemed to boil because of this person.

It seems that he exists for this girl in red.

Ye Chen and the others heard this voice and quickly turned around and glanced at Mourning.

Xiao Huang felt something, and said: "In fact, there is still a chance."

Mo Ning'er's eyes also had a bright light, and he stared at Mourning firmly!

There is a blood in Mourning that belongs to her body. If she wants to survive, this blood is the key.

Ye Chen felt something and asked Xiao Huangdao: "Do you have a way?"

Xiao Huang shook his head: "This matter, the two should be allowed to communicate. Any choice is up to them."

The words fell, Mo Ning'er stood up, her weak body turned towards Mourning.

Even though Mourning was a little frightened, he instinctively stood up.

"Are you..."

Mo Ning'er did not have any nonsense: "You are me, I am you, you can understand that you are a clone of me, and your existence is for me."

"Now, I need your help. Either I dissipate or let me enter your sea of consciousness."

"I don't force it, but there is one thing I want to tell you. The Mo family gave you birth for the sake of me in the ancient times. They want to get some news about me from you."

Mourning's expression was very puzzled, but she quickly understood something smart.

From small to large, things that I don't understand seem to be connected.

She thought of an old portrait.

She always thought that the portrait was herself, but now it seems that she is just the shadow of the girl in front of her.

"What can I get? Will I dissipate?"

Hesitate for a few seconds. These are the two questions Mourning raised.

Mo Ning'er became weaker and weaker. She shook her head: "You and I are one body. We enjoy the body and blood together. I can give you cultivation and strength, and even the memory of cultivation from ancient times, so that you can be the master of many things. ."

"Kunlun has stripped off its gorgeous coat. It is dirty. You should feel it. Only powerful can control everything, even Mojia."

"Also, if you don't agree, I will give you this. I have a condition. We must believe in someone, and that is the owner of the tomb."

Hearing Mo Ning'er's words, Mo Ning glanced at Ye Chen, eyes erratic.

Ye Chen is kind to her, she definitely can't refuse, but now, if she is injured, she can't keep up with her strength.

If she didn't choose the red-clothed girl in front of her, she might not be able to walk through the **** secret realm alive.

So, she actually has no choice.

~~1~.~~1z.c