If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

After a good night's sleep, Lin Miaomiao lazily sat up from the bed in the morning, stretched, and sighed drowsily: "I haven't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time."

Change clothes and go out to the end of season room

Lin Miaomiao knocked on the door, but found no sound. She was puzzled.

The wooden door was kicked open, and broken wood chips brushed past Lin Miaomiao's ears.

There was no one in the room, and Lin Miaomiao immediately realized something was wrong.

Same time, another place.

Ji Mo practiced until midnight and did not notice anything unusual.

At the end of the season, I lay down on the bed exhausted. I was so sleepy that I didn't even take off my clothes. I closed my eyes and immediately began snoring.

A long time passed again. Birds were singing softly in the trees outside the window, and owls were catching mice and hares in the cover of night.

The breeze blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound.

Ji Mo was immersed in his dreams. The golden sun rose as usual. Ji Mo yawned and woke up from the bed. He got up, washed, changed his clothes, and prepared for a busy new day.

When I walked to the door and was about to open it.

The noise that had accumulated overnight on the treetops made a loud noise in this silent space.

"Pong!" A huge sound tore through the space, turning everything along the way into dust.

The hurricane formed by the sound waves rushed straight towards the end of the season from the trees outside the window.

The hurricane was extremely fast and swept through the room in an instant. At this moment, Ji Mo suddenly turned around, and the seal on his chest flashed, emitting a bright light.

In an instant, the house collapsed, the furniture was blown into powder by the hurricane and scattered in the sky, but Ji Mo behind the door had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only a residual shadow in the original place.

Ji Mo's eyes were cold as he stared at the attacking treetops, but he could not see any figure.

There was nothing above the treetops. Ji Mo frowned and tried to activate his [Listening Tongue]. However, there was no sound within the range of his [Listening Tongue]. His face darkened. "I've been restrained, but how did the other party know I had [Listening Tongue] and its effects? They clearly came prepared."

"Who could it be? So impatient to kill me."

Ji Mo stood still. The empty lawn was barren. He carefully observed his surroundings, but inwardly he kept thinking, "Could it be someone arranged by Qing Yuan? How did they know about [Listening Tongue]? Besides Qing Yuan, no one in Baishui Mountain should know about its function. Besides, I've never used it in public, and even when I used it in private, I was very cautious. No one else knew about it except Lin Miaomiao."

"Lin Miaomiao!" Ji Mo's eyes widened as he turned to look at the tavern. The tavern had already been shattered by the hurricane. The room next to Ji Mo had also disappeared, leaving only a huge hole.

"If Lin Miaomiao hadn't dodged, she would have been turned into blood foam and died in the hurricane."

"Could it be that Lin Miaomiao was captured? No wonder they chose this time. Could it be that they took advantage of the night when I was sleepy to launch a sneak attack and kidnap Lin Miaomiao? And then tortured her to extract the information?"

"Thinking of this, Ji Mo's face froze. He felt that his thinking was becoming more and more correct. The opponent's attack seemed to be well prepared and was designed to assassinate him. Now that the attack missed, he didn't know where to retreat."

I am thinking about it at the end of the season.

In front of Ji Mofang, Lin Miaomiao stepped back with his left leg, and the spiritual energy in his body flowed and accumulated in his right fist, and he punched forward fiercely.

"puff."

A figure flew out of the room at high speed, smashed the wooden window, fell heavily outside, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, unable to get up again.

Lin Miaomiao carefully observed the surroundings, looking for other enemies, and slowly walked towards the person she had hit.

A bloody man was lying on the lawn, blood flowing from his tattered clothes, staining the ground.

Lin Miaomiao approached cautiously, touched his nostrils with her fingers, and found that he was not breathing. With one punch, Lin Miaomiao killed him.

This astonishing record made Lin Miaomiao panic in an instant. The stench of blood hit her face. Realizing that she had killed someone, Lin Miaomiao cried and lay on the lawn vomiting continuously.

Suddenly, the daylight dimmed, and a blurry figure appeared on the lawn. Ji Mo, who was highly concentrating, discovered this flaw and immediately activated [Ling Yuan]. The [Impermanence] in his sleeves was also activated. Ji Mo exhausted half of his spiritual energy and launched a fatal attack.

The opponent was obviously also a tough guy. After revealing a flaw, he immediately adjusted himself, stopped being invisible, and blended into the environment.

The pale body glowed with golden light, [Golden Body!].

Ji Mo's expression changed, and the chain he pulled out changed instantly, instantly entangling the pale man who was about to be crushed.

A blue flame suddenly appeared, and Ji Mo activated the [Retreat Technique] to its maximum, continuously drawing out the opponent's spiritual energy. Since he couldn't guarantee a fatal blow, consuming the opponent's spiritual energy was also a good idea.

After all, the activation of all skills and magical instruments cannot be separated from the support of spiritual energy.

At the end of the season, he took a big sip of nourishment, and the spiritual energy that had been consumed by more than half increased by one-fifth again.

The pale man's face turned red, his eyes became ferocious, and the golden light flashed even more.

Ji Mo didn't dare to face the [Golden Body] head-on, and started a guerrilla warfare with him. Relying on the various changes of [Impermanence], every time Ji Mo rubbed against the pale man, he could take away a breath of spiritual energy.

Soon, the pale man stood on the lawn, panting, and the spiritual energy in his dantian had decreased.

He spat, "Damn it, that slut was beaten to death by a little girl!"

Looking at the boy in front of him who was constantly thrashing against the chains, he felt powerless. "Damn, I was beaten by a kid without any chance to fight back."

"What kind of strange technique is this? It can actually absorb my own spiritual energy."

The filthy spiritual energy was almost gone, and he made up his mind, "Fuck, let's die together!"

Ji Mo was shocked by his furious expression and dodged more frequently, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

As expected at the end of the season, the foul body emitted black air and exuded a smell of decay and rot.

He shouted hoarsely: "Die!"

In an instant, the black air condensed into wind and blew towards Ji Mo.

Seeing that black energy, Ji Mo got goose bumps all over his body. Danger! Extremely dangerous, can't be contaminated!

But the black air is blowing from all directions, what should I do?

Ji Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was determined. He was determined to fight to the death. Since he couldn't escape, he would just take it.

Blue flames burned all over Ji Mo's body, and the faint flames illuminated Ji Mo's eyes.

The black air blowing from all around was ignited one by one, and could not get close to Ji Mo even a step.

Hui, exhausted both physically and mentally, was extremely shocked when he saw such a scene. What was this?

The next moment, a chain pierced through the stomach and another chain cut off the limbs.

"Ah...what...the hell."

The moment Hui was stabbed, the entire space shattered and turned into countless pieces of glass fragments.

"Bang" something seemed to fall down.