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

Ji Mo was shocked, but powerless to change the result. He could only continue to activate the Yin Fire to contain Wang Ji.

But they found that all their efforts were in vain. Wang Ji seemed to be immune to the Yin Fire. The Yin Fire that originally caused damage became his ability.

At the end of the season, he frowned, feeling unwilling.

Qing Yuan had plotted against him! The other party really had evil intentions!

"In that case, even if I have to die, I'll take someone with me."

At the end of the season, he roared, "Get up!"

On the ground behind him, [Three Melons and Two Dates] was activated again, flying towards him at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

At the end of the season, the spiritual energy in the dantian was stimulated to the extreme, and cracks appeared on the round dantian.

However, this attack was completely ineffective. The moment [Three Melons and Two Dates] was activated, Ji Mo was blown away. The scorching Yin Fire wrapped around him, but it did not cause any damage to his body.

The flying [Three Melons and Two Dates] were also knocked away by Wang Ji, and a long sword and two short swords were broken.

At this moment, Ji Mo could no longer bear the injuries on his body. The wound on his chest was bleeding continuously. Ji Mo forced himself to stand up, waiting for death to come.

Suddenly, there was a wailing sound.

"Why is this happening!"

"Why···"

"Why."

Ji Mo stared at Wang Ji, his eyes filled with blood, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

One could barely see an outline moving on the ground, like a reptile, struggling to crawl towards Ji Mo.

The last glimmer of hope brought by the Yin Fire did not help Wang Ji, but instead caused him to burn even more violently from the inside out.

Soon, Wang Ji, who was crawling on the ground, was burned by the Yin Fire until not even a trace was left.

Only the final unwillingness and wailing are left.

The next moment, Ji Mo, who was originally prepared to perish together with Wang Ji, became a little relaxed when he saw Wang Ji's death and fell into coma.

The smell of blood attracted the surrounding beasts.

Lin Miaomiao stumbled over in the dense forest and picked up the ring on the ground.

He walked to Ji Mo, whose ground was stained with blood, stretched out his finger to check his breath, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tears fell from her eyes, and she took out all the hemostatic ointments and potions from her ring to keep Ji Mo alive.

But I found that the wound was too big and it had almost no effect.

The breath at the end of the season grew dimmer and dimmer, almost disappearing.

Lin Miaomiao searched around helplessly, trying to think of a solution, but to no avail.

The next moment, a blue shell flew up from Ji Mo's waist.

It emits blue ripples, like ripples on a lake.

Finally, a blue light shield was formed, wrapping the two of them.

A warm and peaceful breath emanated from the shell.

Nourishing the bodies of both people, the wound on Ji Mo's chest healed quickly.

A few seconds later, the shell shattered, and the through wound on Ji Mo's chest disappeared, leaving only the fair and tender skin that stood out from the surroundings.

The last breath of the season is held, even stable, so there is no need to worry about death at the end of the season.

Lin Miaomiao held on with all her might, dragged Ji Mo to Baolingma, and headed towards the small town!

Far away on the other side, Feng Shuang, who was on the road, suddenly frowned: "It was triggered so soon?"

"Who is targeting him?"

Feng Han frowned: "This shouldn't be the case. He is so cautious, how could this happen?"

The two looked at each other, changed their route, and went to take a look!

When he woke up again, Ji Mo was lying on a bed.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the giant tree above him, and said with emotion: "I am still alive."

"Was it Miaomiao who saved me?"

"Miaomiao, are you okay?"

Ji Mo didn't hear any echo and felt something was wrong. He sat up with difficulty, looked at the empty room, and wanted to get up.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and Lin Miaomiao came out from outside the house holding a basin of water.

I felt relieved to see that Lin Miaomiao was fine at the end of the season.

When Lin Miaomiao saw Ji Mo sitting up as soon as she entered the room, she was suddenly surprised and said, "Master, you're awake. Lie down quickly. You're very weak now. Don't sit down."

Ji Mo nodded and lay down on the bed. He could also feel the unbearableness and weakness of his body.

Fighting for his life with Wang Ji, who was at the second level, if it weren't for Yin Fire and [Impermanence], Ji Mo would have died many times.

It was pure luck that he survived this time, but what Wang Ji said was really curious and made Ji Mo a little scared.

How did the other party know about the Book of Destiny?

It can't be that he was also reborn.

Could it be that rebirth was just Qing Yuan's trick to deceive me?

The Qing Yuan in the sea of consciousness rarely acted up, appearing normal. She sat by the lake and sighed softly, "I didn't lie to you."

"As for why he knew this, you will naturally understand it from his storage ring later."

"It seems that the trust I worked so hard to build has been completely destroyed after this attack."

Ji Mo didn't say anything, but as Qing Yuan said, Ji Mo, who had originally slightly believed it, now had doubts again.

Lin Miaomiao walked to Ji Mo, put down the basin of water, picked up the towel soaking in it, and wiped Ji Mo's body.

Feeling the warmth of the water, Ji Mo asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Three days."

Lin Miaomiao was in a low mood, her eyes were misty, and her voice began to choke.

"Master, this is so scary."

"The wound you sustained was enormous, going straight through your chest."

"Blood flowed from your wound, staining the grass red." "I used all the hemostatic ointments and potions, but they were of no use."

Hearing this, Ji Mo frowned slightly.

Lin Miaomiao continued.

"If it weren't for that little shell around your waist, you would have died right there."

"Luckily, it helped heal your most serious penetrating wound, otherwise I don't know what I would have done."

Lin Miaomiao wiped her tears with her hands and burst into tears.

Ji Mo raised his hand and stroked her hair, comforting her.

"Okay, it's all over. It's okay."

Ji Mo pondered inwardly, "Shell? [Water Curtain]? Is it the one Feng Shuang gave me?"

"It saved my life. It seems my feeling at that time was right."

"Otherwise, this time, Wang Ji and I will really perish together."

"Is this a coincidence? Or is it fate?"

"What exactly did Wang Ji mean by that?"

Too many doubts.

Ji Mo sighed, and after calming Lin Miaomiao down, he asked softly, "Did you take Wang Ji's storage ring?"

Lin Miaomiao nodded slightly and took out a ring from her pocket: "Here it is, Master."

Ji Mo nodded and said, "Great!"

"Okay, it's all over. You've been tired enough these past few days, and you still have to take care of me. Go and have a rest."

"My eyes are a little puffy."

Lin Miaomiao nodded and said timidly, "Okay!"

"Then Master, call me if you need anything."

As she spoke, Lin Miaomiao crawled to Ji Mo's side, lay down and fell asleep.

Ji Mo's mouth twitched. In order to take care of himself, they have been inseparable.