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Linghu Bei turned around gracefully and sat on a dry tree branch: "Are you awake?"

Mo Chi twitched his nose. After being tormented by him, he was indeed a little more awake and seemed to have regained some strength.

So, it wasn’t an illusion, it was really Linghu Bei.

"Why are you here?"

Why was he not affected by this swamp?

He looked so comfortable, as if he were at home.

If Linghu Bei was still full of immortal energy before, he would indeed be restricted if he came in. However, now that he has regained his body as an evil beast, the situation of him falling into the secret realm is somewhat similar to this place. His evil energy can restrain all poisons, so as long as he doesn't touch the swamp, it is no different from an ordinary forest to him.

"Of course I'm here to laugh at you." Linghu Bei fanned himself leisurely, his fox eyes crooked, looking like he really deserved a beating.

Mo Chi didn't have the energy to argue with him this time, so he closed his eyes and said, "Oh, then you can watch."

"..."

Linghu Bei paused as he was fanning himself. It seemed that the Wangchen Swamp Forest had caused Mo Chi a lot of trouble.

He put away the jade bone fan, flew to Mo Chi, raised his foot and kicked him in the nose, without any gloating on his face: "Alright, quickly get smaller, it's so big, I can't carry it."

Mo Chi's nose twitched, he didn't speak, nor did he open his eyes, but he obediently shrunk his body quickly.

Linghu Bei wrapped the ink pool with evil energy, and the moment he became smaller, before the swamp shrank back, he pulled out the ink pool.

The shrunken Mo Chi was only as long as a forearm, like a small snake. The lower half of the dragon's body was a dark swamp, and it exuded a foul odor.

Linghu Bei used the cleaning technique to rinse the ink pool back and forth several times with disgust.

Mo Chi did not resist, just like a dead snake, letting him do whatever he wanted.

In fact, he felt very uncomfortable inside.

He was displeased with being looked at. Even after being saved by the person he hated the most, he still saw him in such a miserable state.

Awkward and awkward.

That's why he pretended to be dead, also to hide his emotions.

Linghu Bei knew his mood and stopped talking badly. Instead, he tied him up in the middle with a rope, just like he was carrying a dead snake. He flew out of the Wangchen Swamp Forest and returned to Beiyou City.

In the side hall where Shangguan Yunyi and the others were, he found an empty room and threw Mo Chi directly onto the Arhat chair: "Don't pretend to be dead, recover quickly, there are still things to do."

Mo Chi's tail moved, and he slowly twisted his body to break free from the ropes on his body. He did not restore his human form, but instead coiled himself into a mosquito coil and silently moved to restore himself.

Linghu Bei pulled the corner of his mouth, but still couldn't help but stabbed him: "Why are you being so awkward? You can't even say thank you?"

Mo Chi opened his eyes, looked at him with his double pupils, then looked away. After a long moment, he said in a voice as small as a mosquito: "Thank you."

Linghu Bei rarely saw Mo Chi so well-behaved. He crossed his arms and sat on the other side of the Arhat Chair. "Hey, stupid dragon, it seems that the Forget Dust Swamp Forest has been a big deal for you. Even your temper has been ruined? I should have let you stay a little longer. This kind of personality is more likable."

Mo Chi snorted.

He knew that the fox would definitely laugh at him, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him and turn his head away, ignoring him.

Linghu Bei became interested, took out the jade bone fan, propped himself up, and poked him with his hand: "Come, tell me about your experience after you ascended to heaven."

Mo Chi didn't want to pay attention to him, but he had to admit that Linghu Bei was smarter than him. He could only suppress his discomfort and tell him what happened after he ascended to heaven.

It turned out that after Mo Chi passed the tribulation and ascended to heaven, he didn't even see what the fairyland looked like and fell into a coma.

He fell into a coma before he could even use his immortal power to completely integrate the golden dragon's breath in his body and convert the demonic power into the power of a divine beast.

When he woke up, he was already in the Forgotten Swamp Forest.

Fortunately, he was surviving the heavenly tribulation in the form of a dragon, and his body was so huge that he was not completely trapped in the swamp.

But because it was too huge, he wanted to break free, but he had no leverage and could not get free at all, and instead fell deeper and deeper.

He also tried to get away by becoming smaller.

However, the swamp air in the air not only has a confusing effect on the mind, but also has a certain slowing effect.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious or how much he had inhaled. After he became smaller, the swamp quickly shrank along with his body.

If he hadn't transformed back into his largest form in time, he would have been swallowed by the swamp.

After transcending the tribulation, he had become a divine beast, but he had not yet completely transformed. Transforming the tribulation had already exhausted all his strength, and he had not yet recovered. Struggling had also cost him a lot of energy, and coupled with the swamp swallowing him, he had no extra energy to struggle.

Anyway, the swamp could not completely swallow him, and he could not break free, so he just stayed in the stalemate until Linghu Bei arrived.

However, it probably won't be long before he will be swallowed by the swamp and die of exhaustion.

So, Linghu Bei saved his life.

To a monster, the grace of saving its life is greater than heaven.

It's not like humans, where it can be solved by simply saying "repay a favor".

So even if Linghu Bei was sarcastic and gloating over his misfortune, he couldn't fight back.

This feeling is really unpleasant.

After hearing what he said, Linghu Bei felt that it was just as he had guessed.

For some reason, 'they' shouldn't be able to just kill them, uh, they're referring to the 'lucky ones'.

Therefore, when we know that they are trying to get out of our control, the natural thing to do in order to disrupt them is to resort to some tricks.

Of course, this method must be reasonable and not too obvious.

As for the reason, Linghu Bei still doesn't know.

His experience with Shangguan Fuyu was enough to show that 'they' couldn't kill the 'man of great luck'.

As for Mo Chi, he was a 'man of great luck' 'promoted' by Heaven, and the restrictions on him were smaller than those on him and Shangguan Fuyu.

Well, if you want to kill Mo Chi without doing it yourself, that is to use a "knife" to kill him.

Only Wangchen Swamp Forest can make this knife.

This is why Linghu Bei was able to guess the location of the ink pool at once.

As for why it is certain that Mo Chi cannot ascend to the divine realm.

He is a dragon!

He has the 'Golden Dragon's Breath' on him, which even Gui Ming, the so-called Heavenly Venerable, covets. If he ascends to the divine realm and completely controls the divine power, what if he uses the Golden Dragon's Breath to degenerate into a golden dragon?

Simply trap him in the fairyland. One is an ordinary black dragon, and the other is an ancient golden dragon. The two are incomparable.

They just ascended to the fairyland, but 'they' couldn't wait to take action. How could they let them ascend to the godland?

This is also the reason why Linghu Bei told Shangguan Yunyi and the other four that they could not go to the divine realm.

Of course, Heaven had anticipated this, and that’s why it allowed them to control the entire fairy world.

As for why we control the fairyland, now there is a question, the fairyland, why is it called the fairyland?