Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

He himself was separated from Master Xiao and others because of this mission, and many of his brothers died here.

At this moment, he was extremely anxious and could no longer care about anything else. He shouted loudly: "What are you standing there for? Tell me quickly, where is Mo'er? If anything happens to her, you will all be in trouble!"

"The young lady has been kidnapped, in the Eye of Heaven." Qingliu knelt on the ground with his head tilted, and the ground was already soaked.

Zi Li stood in front of Qing Liu and said, "We already know where Sister Qing Mo is. Uncle cannot punish Sister Qing Liu."

When Dongfang Ti heard this, shock and anger flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists.

If I had known this would happen, I would not have let Mo'er out.

Now we haven’t found the light water yet, and we’ve lost another one!!

The bloody scenes he saw along the way replayed rapidly in his mind like a play, and every picture seemed to remind him of the crisis and urgency at the moment.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the anxiety in his heart was burning like a raging fire.

"Eye of Heaven? What is that place? Why would someone dare to kidnap Qing Mo?" His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

Zi Li stood up and said, "Uncle, we must rescue Sister Qingmo. The Eye of Heaven is right here. Sister Qingmo was, was, kidnapped by Xiaoqing, by whom?"

Xiaoqing was picked up by Zili.

"I was captured by the leader of the evil cultivators." Xiaoqing struggled and jumped to the ground.

Dongfang Ti was astonished. A cat could talk?!

Dongfang Ti quickly regained his composure. "No matter who they are or how powerful they are, we must rescue Qing Mo. Qing Liu, get up first and tell me everything about the Eye of Heaven. We'll work together to find a solution."

Qingliu slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and told everything he knew.

Qian Shuishui and Xiaoqing also added their comments at the appropriate times.

Dongfang Ti frowned and fell into deep thought.

This rescue was extremely difficult, but his worry for Qing Mo prevented him from retreating.

"We must give it a try no matter what. You lead the way, and we'll set off immediately."

Dongfang Ti commanded his few subordinates and rushed to the Eye of Sky.

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Dongfang Qingmo observed An Wuhen intently, his focused eyes seemed to see through him, and he didn't look away for a long time.

She thought to herself, it seems like An Wuhen's consciousness is no longer with him?

The oppressive feeling that had been following him like a shadow before has now disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

An inexplicable courage surged in Dongfang Qingmo's heart. She carefully tried to stand up quietly, being extremely cautious with every movement, for fear that the slightest sound would disturb something.

At this time, An Wuhen still had no reaction, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

She swallowed involuntarily, mustered up her courage, and moved slowly to Dongfang Qingshui's side, step by step, as slow as a snail.

The moving footsteps seemed particularly heavy, and every step seemed to be stepping on her heart.

When she got closer, she gently shook Dongfang Qingshui's arm and called out softly, "Brother, brother?"

Dongfang Qingshui still didn't react at all, which made her a little worried. How could she wake him up?

She glanced back from time to time, always on guard to see if An Wuhen would suddenly wake up.

The worry and fear spread in her heart like a dark cloud blocking the sunshine.

It is said that scratching the philtrum is effective, so after hesitating for a long time, she decided to give it a try!

She stretched out her trembling fingers and gently pinched Dongfang Qingshui's nose. At that moment, her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. The terrible scene of An Wuhen suddenly waking up kept appearing in her mind. She was so nervous that she could hardly breathe.

She carefully found the key position on Dongfang Qingshui's body, as if she was holding the key that could decide life or death, and pressed it gently with her slender fingertips.

One, two...

Every time he pressed the button, Dongfang Qingmo's nervous heart felt like it was being tightly grasped, for fear that something might go wrong.

Dongfang Qingmo stared at Dongfang Qingshui's reaction nervously, his eyes filled with a mixture of expectation and worry.

Time passed minute by minute, but Dongfang Qingshui still showed no sign of waking up, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Dongfang Qingmo couldn't help biting his lips, thinking to himself: Did I press too lightly? No, I have to try harder!

Dongfang Qingmo, having made up her mind, took action again. She used all her strength to press harder on the philtrum.

At the same time, the breath exhaled from his mouth seemed to carry a trace of concern, and he called Dongfang Qingshui's name softly and eagerly, murmuring over and over again: "Brother, brother? Qingshui? Dongfang Qingshui?"

Finally, after a long wait and suffering, Dongfang Qingshui's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, slowly opened as if heavy shackles were released.

A trace of confusion and pain flashed in those eyes, and then a low and painful "hiss" escaped from his mouth, as if it was a cry from the deepest part of the soul, echoing in this silent space.

Seeing this, Dongfang Qingmo's eyes and hands were as quick as a flash of lightning in the night sky. He covered his mouth with lightning speed. The action was so swift that it seemed as if he had practiced it countless times.

Her eyes were fixed on An Wuhen in the distance, and her heart was like a rapid war drum beating. She prayed silently that An Wuhen would not notice any movement here.

At this moment, any tiny sound could trigger a disaster that could destroy everything. If An Wuhen suddenly woke up, they would be finished.

Dongfang Qingshui felt the warm and powerful touch on his mouth, was slightly stunned, and then began to struggle. He pushed Dongfang Qingmo's hand away with force, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle.

At this moment, what came to him was the pain that surged like a tide on his face and back. The pain was as if countless sharp needles were piercing his skin. For a moment, he didn't know which part to take care of first, and his mind was in chaos.

Dongfang Qingmo looked at the fingernail marks on his hand that were pressed hard into his philtrum. The nail marks were deeply embedded in the skin and there was a faint trace of blood. Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of guilt and uneasiness surged in his heart.

But she quickly suppressed her inner emotions, made a "hush" gesture to Dongfang Qingshui, and gently pointed at An Wuhen, who seemed to be sleeping but full of danger, not far away, as if silently telling him that he must keep quiet now and not let any accidents happen again.

Dongfang Qingshui looked in the direction she pointed, nodded repeatedly, and said silently, "I almost forgot~~"

Dongfang Qingmo shook his head at him, stood up and tiptoed to the cave where they came in.

No matter how I look at it, I can't get up there.

Is this the only hole here?

They won't turn into black smoke, so how can they get out?

Are there other holes?

Let’s look for it.

Dongfang Qingmo frowned and began to look around the cave for other possible exits.

She cautiously felt the wall, trying to find some hidden passage or mechanism.

Suddenly, she noticed a tiny indentation on the cave wall, which looked like a button.

This can't be some kind of mechanism?!

Can I go out with just one click?!

She was delighted and pressed the button gently, but she heard a dull sound and then the cave began to shake violently.

Dongfang Qingshui looked at all this in astonishment, at a loss as to what to do.

Dongfang Qingmo's face turned pale, but she quickly calmed down and thought about how to deal with the situation.

The black jade stone that Dongfang Qingmo had tried so hard to pick up seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power. It slowly rose from the ground and flew into the air.

It was like a sleeping giant that had been awakened, drawing a strange arc in the air with an irresistible majesty.

And An Wuhen, who had been closing his eyes in meditation, seemed to be attracted by this mysterious power, like a falling dead leaf, and was involuntarily sucked up by the black jade.