I'm trapped in a cube

Mo Ling was a little embarrassed by the villain.

He didn't do much to begin with. Compared to those races that have struggled on the island for two thousand and two hundred years, all he did was use his authority to delete some accounts.

Everything just falls into place.

"After you leave the tribe, you won't interfere with the development of the new fishmen, right?"

"certainly."

Mo Ling shook his head helplessly. The biggest victims of the disputes on the island were these new fishmen.

The fate of an entire race is at the mercy of others.

Whether it is the fish school or the Chali clan, they are all using the new fishmen to realize their plans.

Suffering always happens to the weak.

They are trapped on this island day after day, not knowing that their lives are just part of someone else's plan, and they don't know that there are two suffocating mountains above their heads.

"What are you going to do with those new fish-men?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

The little man on his shoulder was silent for a long time before he answered.

"Let them continue like this. Those new souls have nothing to do with the fish schools. We can still distinguish this clearly."

Hearing the villain's answer, Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried that Baizhou and the Chali clan would kill them all.

So far, it seems that they have not been blinded by hatred.

"That's good……"

Mo Ling continued to walk forward, and the light group in front of him became more and more obvious.

Only then did Mo Ling realize that he had made some mistakes in judging the size of the light group.

This is a very huge group of light.

Suspended high in the air, there are some linear light paths that are constantly flowing.

Arriving under the light group, Mo Ling stopped and looked up.

Through the layers of mist, Mo Ling finally knew where the light came from.

This is not a light without origin.

Instead, it is a sphere made of old food.

They intertwine and squeeze each other, converging into an aggregate like a ball of yarn in the air.

The light was emitted from the bodies of these Shijiu. After being refracted in the bodies of their companions, it illuminated the mist.

The food in it was still squirming slightly, but they didn't seem as lively as when Mo Ling first saw them on the Moon Altar.

They all seemed to be very drowsy, in some kind of slumber, and the squirming was just their sleepwalking.

Mo Ling's arrival did not attract the attention of this group of old food. They continued to twine around each other and emit a faint light.

"What is this?" Mo Ling looked at these old food and asked in shock.

"Chali Clan." The villain explained from the side.

"I know this is the Chali Clan, but what are they doing?"

Mo Ling couldn't understand these old-eating behaviors.

"You'll find out when you come here."

The villain suddenly jumped off Mo Ling's shoulders, jumped into the group of old food, and then suddenly disappeared.

"Don't worry, come here." The voice came from the center of the food, like countless white boats saying to Mo Ling: "Put your hand up."

So, Mo Ling stretched out her fingers and gently touched the squirming food surfaces.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered that the location where his fingertips touched turned into fossils, which quickly spread along the surface of the sphere.

Not only that, petrified traces like tree roots quickly penetrated into the old food balls. Mo Ling's touch seemed to activate the ball. He saw that these originally inactive food balls began to squirm violently. .

The originally transparent "light group" quickly dimmed, and the entire sphere began to be replaced by stone.

Suddenly, Mo Ling felt the suction force that had appeared when he used the Immortal Wood to capture Shijiu, pulling him in all directions.

The suction force became stronger and stronger, and Mo Ling wanted to pull out his hand, but the harder he tried, the deeper and deeper his hand became, until the entire palm of his hand was buried in the stone.

The suction force began to become more and more irregular, with sudden increases and decreases, and the direction was also very strange. It was as if countless people were grabbing Mo Ling and shaking him around.

The force even lifted him off the ground and threw him into the air.

This feeling was like riding a roller coaster, which made Mo Ling feel dizzy. He couldn't even tell which side was the sky and which was the earth.

Just when Mo Ling thought it was a villain trying to trick it, the shaking feeling suddenly stopped, the suction force also disappeared instantly, and the chaotic direction quickly returned to normal.

It was as if nothing had happened just now, extremely peaceful.

But Mo Ling's mind was still buzzing and it was difficult to calm down.

"what happens?"

Mo Ling came back to his senses and found that he was still standing quietly, his hand pointing at a huge round stone.

This stone is like an ordinary boulder in the mountains, nothing strange about it.

The thick fog disappeared, and the sun shone down, shining warmly on Mo Ling's still stiff arms.

Wait, why is there sunshine?

Isn't this underground?

Mo Ling looked up and saw that the sun was hiding in the clouds. Warm light shone on his body, and the cold feeling in the mist disappeared instantly.

"Very comfortable?"

Bai Zhou's voice sounded from the side.

Mo Ling looked quickly and found that he was still wearing the simple cloth, but he was very clean, and the stubble on his face seemed to have been carefully taken care of.

He was bathing in the sunshine and looking at Mo Ling with a smile.

"Well, it's very comfortable." For some reason, Mo Ling suddenly felt warm in her heart.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

The chirping of birds came from the distant woods, and the sun shone across the treetops.

The breeze blew slowly, the leaves rustled, and the light and shadow falling on Bai Zhou's face became a little blurry.

The two looked at each other for a long time without speaking.

Mo Ling looked at the unreal Bai Zhou and was a little stunned.

"Go sit at my place."

Bai Zhou waved to Mo Ling and walked down the mountain.

Mo Ling looked at this somewhat unreal scene. The words came to her lips, but she swallowed them again.

"We haven't had a visitor in the village for a long time. It's great to have you here."

Bai Zhou was walking and chatting with Mo Ling.

Mo Ling followed Bai Zhou down the mountain without saying a word.

A village filled with smoke appeared in front of them. The fence at the entrance of the village was crooked, and the simple but clean stone road extended inwards.

The houses in the village are bathed in golden light, and the air is filled with the fragrance of vegetation and food.

You can also see some green vegetable fields in the distance.

Bai Zhou walked in front and introduced the village to Mo Ling enthusiastically.

A Chali clan member whose body was wrapped around tree roots poked his head out from behind the house and greeted the two of them.

"That's my apprentice. You can't tell him apart, right? All the Chali clan members look the same."

"I couldn't tell them apart when I first arrived on their island. Later I learned that it depends on the number and shape of their tree roots. For example, my apprentice's tree root has a twist knot on its chest, which is easy to distinguish. …”

Mo Ling looked at him and responded softly.

Bai Zhou also patted the head of the little girl next to him.

"Let's go play first, brother wants to entertain guests..."