He no longer thinks about how far he has to go, no longer thinks about how many attempts he makes, and no longer thinks about how long his exhausted body can last.

It doesn't matter if there's darkness or light ahead.

The important thing is that you are on the road.

Before I know it, there is a lush green space in front of me.

Ye Xiaolang's bright smiling face, at this moment, seems to be extraordinarily bright, like the sunshine spreading on the earth.

"I want to eat meat...... Yan Li fainted after saying this.

When he woke up again, he was lying in a tent with a tray beside him with a large bowl of egg and meat porridge, which he took up and devoured cleanly.

Gradually, the body regained its vitality and the mind was able to re-run.

He first checked the Qiankun Ring.

"Don't look at it, it's not a hallucination. Ye Xiaolang came in from outside and sat down loudly, "If you can't solve the last level, you will really die." ”

"That's a lot of people who died. Yan Lidao.

Ye Xiaolang said: "Of course not, when normal people persist for three to five days, they will retreat." As long as you go back at the starting point, you will exit the Endless Wasteland, which of course means that you will exit the trial. ”

"Is there no advance or retreat in sword cultivation? Yan Li muttered.

"It's funny to say. Ye Xiaolang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Every year, there are countless opportunistic guys, with food full of Qiankun rings, trying to 'fool' the level, but they don't know that if they can't break through the last level, they will never be able to get out." ”

"How are you doing?" Yan said.

"Me?" Ye Xiaolang smiled, "Do you mean last time or this time." ”

"What's the difference?" Yan said.

"Absolutely. Ye Xiaolang smiled, "I have already broken the level, and the Endless Wasteland is just a road for me." But you wouldn't have been surprised by the first time I broke through the level. ”

"Oh?" said Yan.

"I stole a roast chicken," Ye Xiaolang turned his hand and took out a fragrant roast chicken, "Oh, that's it, and then I was chased, chased, and accidentally ran in." At that time, the thought of being caught and dead, I ran like crazy, and then ......"

He shrugged, "It's a mess." ”

This would have sounded like a joke to anyone.

Yan Li couldn't laugh.

Behind this hippie smiling face, there is a poignant past. Although Ye Xiaolang said it casually in a narrative tone.

"Oh," Ye Xiaolang threw the roast chicken to Yan Li, "Don't you want to eat meat?" I roasted it myself, if it's not dirty, eat it." ”

"Then you're welcome. Yan Li was so hungry that he wanted to nibble on the roast chicken when he took it.

"Wait a minute. Ye Xiaolang suddenly shouted, facing Yan Li's puzzled eyes, his eyes revealed a faint melancholy, "You know that I was very pitiful when I was a child, every time I saw others eating, I always thought, when I grow up and become rich, I must not watch others eat, when others are eating, I must also eat...... This is my last one, you wait until I go out to eat. ”

When Yan Li was still stunned, Ye Xiaolang had disappeared without a trace at a lightning speed.

He frowned suspiciously, but he didn't care, picked up the roast chicken and took a bite, chewed it, his face turned red in an instant, and then with an "ah" sound, fire actually erupted from his mouth.

It's not an adjective, it's really spewing fire, and the tent is on fire.

The flames ignited hundreds of tents in the vicinity.

In the temporary camp where chickens fly and dogs jump, Yan Li's angry wail was heard, "Ye Xiaolang, you brute, if I don't kill you, you won't be surnamed Yan ......"

……

Behind the Endless Wasteland, there were temporary camps set up by the Sword Court, and every cultivator who broke through would be arranged to rest in a tent.

The person in charge of Yan Li's temporary camp is no stranger to him, that is, the swordsman who loves cooking and does not like to practice swords, Luo Fangshuo, who is known as the iron pot swordsman.

At the same time, Luo Fangshuo is also the chef in this camp, responsible for cooking for the cultivators.

At this moment, he and Yan Li stood together, looking at the temporary room that was burned to ashes without tears, not knowing what to do.

And the culprit, Ye Xiaolang, has long been missing.

He quietly glanced at Yan Li's mouth, which was coated with a thick layer of ointment, and didn't dare to laugh, and said cautiously: "That, that, Senior Brother Xiao Lang just likes to play pranks, I, our Tibetan Sword Peak is often visited by him, and it is useless to punish him many times, and the seven veins have a headache for him." ”

He tried to comfort Yan Li, but he couldn't even parry the seven veins of the Sword Court, not to mention that you were alone.

Yan Li said with a gloomy face: "You have also eaten this thing?"

"No, ......no," Luo Fangshuo said.

"You should give it a try. "Yan is away from the quiet tunnel.

Luo Fangshuo carefully straightened his chest, "I'm a chef, and I can smell the 'Soul Breaking Pepper'." What's more, Senior Brother Xiao Lang also added Huoluo powder to it, which normal people can smell ......"

Yan Li grabbed Luo Fangshuo's chest and said coldly: "According to what you say, am I normal?"

"Ah, that's not what I meant......" Luo Fangshuo wanted to cry and waved his hand again and again without tears.

"What line is he?" Yan said.

"Senior Brother Xiao Lang?" Luo Fangshuo hurriedly responded, "He, he's talking about Sword Peak." ”

"Okay, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple!" Yan Li let go of Luo Fangshuo hatefully, "You go, give me a pair of Soul Breaking Pepper Seasoning, it will take ten times more Huoluo powder than him, and if you don't roast his dog's head, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"This ......" Luo Fangshuo hesitated.

"Otherwise, I'll beat you!" Yan Li's eyes showed a fierce look.

I really don't know who the disciple of the Sword Court is, Luo Fangshuo once again wanted to cry without tears, so he had to obediently configure it.

After Yan Li got it, he went straight to the second trial site.

"Aren't you recuperating?" Luo Fangshuo said in surprise, "Falcon Canyon is dangerous!"

Yan Li walked back with a calm face, "Get something to eat, I'm dying of hunger!"

"Well, then you wait. Luo Fangshuo immediately set up a stove with local materials, took out the rich ingredients from the Qiankun ring, and worked in full swing.

Yan Li sat cross-legged on the side, I don't know if it was because of the transformation into the demon race, the burned part only recovered in half an hour, and when he wiped off the ointment, Luo Fangshuo had already burned a table full of dishes.

He was not polite, and gobbled it up.

After eating this time, I found that compared with Shen Liuyun's cooking skills, it was so delicious that I wanted to cry.

At this time, the four Sword Court disciples carried the two unconscious cultivators to the camp.

He recognized one of them as Long Aoshuang.

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