The soil on the pit poured down and irrigated the pit. Wu Zheng's hair was stained with dirt, and occasionally snow fell with it. Wu Zheng looked at the mouth of the pit that was about to collapse with a somewhat disgraced face, as if he was still looking forward to the demonic beast that he would eat today.

Suddenly, there was a roar from above the pit. The sound shook through the sky, and there was an illusion of piercing the eardrums. Wu Zheng felt a ringing in his ears and his head buzzed. Even his teeth began to tremble, as if they were shivering from the cold.

After that, just as Wu Zheng was about to lie down and wait for death, a sound of drawing a sword pierced through. With just one sound, it shocked Wu Zheng's heart. In this world, there is such a sharp sword. The sword came out of its sheath, and it was accompanied by the sound of a dragon's groan, and it broke through the air. Nine days of penetration, the sound of the universe. Winding around the beams endlessly, the feathering is extraordinary.

At that moment, it was as if a bound dragon in the sky broke free from its restraints, and the rain destroyed the world. The whole world trembled under the aftermath, and the earth shook with it. At that moment, any sound lost its momentum of competing for brilliance. The sound of the dragon's groan is like the sun shining in the sky. The light of fireflies, how can it compete with it.

Then, a gust of wind whistled by. Wu Zheng heard it clearly, although the voice was not loud, it was like the sound of jumping on a mountain.

This is sword qi. The playboy was dumbfounded as he watched it, this was the realm of transformation he had dreamed of. His guess was indeed correct, Luochen was a powerhouse in the Transfiguration Realm.

None of these are the most surprising to the dude, though. What stunned him the most was the sword in Luochen's hand. This is the first time that Playboy has seen Falling Dust draw his sword, and it is also the first time that Playboy has heard the sound of a dragon's groan.

Legend has it that when the sword is unsheathed, it will be accompanied by the sound of the dragon's groan. The few swords with dragon chant are in the hands of the royal family. And they are all enshrined, and they will not be easily used unless they have to.

And now, in the hands of Luo Chen, he actually held a sword with such a crisp and mighty sound of dragon groaning. If this matter is known to the world, I am afraid that they will fight for it. Guilty of it, no one will blush when they see this kind of treasure. It seems that this dust, the background is not small. At least the dude felt that he still had secrets to reveal. And it's probably the kind of secret that will shake the world when you say it.

The firmness revealed in the eyes of the falling dust made the playboy frightened. Playboy can't be so calm in the face of the enemy, how confident is Luochen to show such a face!

The sword qi gushed out along the sword body, like the flow of a waterfall that discharges a flood, and the atmosphere is majestic. A force of energy began to move forward along a fixed track. Everywhere they passed, the ground was split. Everything you encounter is dilapidated.

That huge body was directly pierced by the sword qi and fell to the ground. Then, it turned out to be two halves. Vitality dissipates in an instant, floating between heaven and earth. And that sword qi still didn't stop, heading into the distance.

Silence is a silent song. The silent place in the world is the most ecstasy. Sometimes it's this silent silence that gives the most room for tension and fear.

Wu Zheng under the pit, his thoughts extended in this silence. He knew it was over. But what about the end? All of a sudden, everything stopped. At that moment, Wu Zheng could even hear his own heartbeat. Wu Zheng asked himself if he was worried about the two of them. Or is he just concerned about his own safety?

"Come on. A familiar voice full of laughter sounded from Wu Zheng's head. Wu Zheng raised his head and squinted his eyes to prevent any more soil from falling. He saw a hand, which belonged to the dude. At this time, the playboy was poking his head out and stretching his arm down, but the expression on his face changed instantly.

Wu Zheng looked at the appearance of the playboy, and snorted a little angrily. But the playboy spoke first: "What kind of smell is this? Why does it smell?" The playboy's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his nose continued to be rough.

Wu Zheng blushed instantly after hearing this, how could he not know what was going on, wasn't this what he smelled like. Wu Zheng was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't say it. So, he had to pretend to be angry and said, "Pull me up." Then, Wu Zheng jumped up vigorously and grabbed the handboy's hand.

The dude didn't want to smell it anymore, and quickly pulled Wu Zheng up. Wu Zheng kicked the wall of the pit with both feet, and finally climbed out of the pit with difficulty.

The playboy pulled up Wu Zheng and took a few steps back. He didn't want to taste the sour taste anymore. Needless to say, the playboy also guessed it, probably a good thing that Wu Zheng did.

Wu Zheng climbed up, his strength was almost exhausted, and he gasped for breath. When he lay on the ground and looked at the playboy, he found the playboy looking at him with a smile on his face. Wu Zheng immediately turned his gaze and focused his attention on Luo Chen, who had just killed the demonic beast.

At this time, Luochen was standing on the side pretending to be handsome, and he was pinching his waist in an arrogant posture. In fact, all of them are like this, but in the eyes of Wu Zheng, who is in a bad mood, it seems to have become a handsome performance.

Wu Zheng didn't want to see the falling dust, so he could only go to see the demonic beast that was cut in half again. Wu Zheng didn't expect this kind of death. Even if he heard the sound of sword qi whistling just now, Wu Zheng couldn't make up the action of splitting the demonic beast in half with a sword. How powerful this dust must be, Wu Zheng thought in his head. Immediately, Wu Zheng thought of the playboy again. In such a comparison, it seems that the playboy is not very powerful. Although the playboy is a little more powerful than himself, compared to the dust, it is far behind.

The demonic beasts on the ground, although there are no more corpses, are still recognizable. This time, it's a giant bear. Seeing the bear's physique, Wu Zheng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. If Playboy and Dust hadn't killed this monster, then they would have been torn apart. Wu Zheng sighed as he stood up and pulled the soil on his body.

As soon as Wu Zheng came out, the playboy couldn't help laughing again. This gray-faced appearance looks like a homeless person fleeing the famine, and like a beggar rolling on the ground who is begging on the street. The playboy thinks that Wu Zheng can now become a beggar and a homeless without makeup.

Wu Zheng simply tidied up his clothes, but it seemed that because there was too much soil, he simply gave up tidying up and walked directly in front of the corpse of the demonic beast.

This demonic beast is huge, one foot tall, and the palm of the hand like a plate is simply a huge one. As for that arm, it is estimated that there is also Wu Zhengzhong.

Wu Zheng knew that it was time for him to do it. The dude can't cook, and the dust can't be eaten. Simply, Wu Zheng should not be boring and angry. Instead of being threatened to cook, it's better to take the initiative yourself.

Wu Zheng pulled out the small short knife, but when he was late to cut the fur, Luochen spoke.

"I'll do this. The tone was still cold, but not annoying.

Wu Zheng turned his head again, not understanding the meaning of falling dust. And the playboy also came to be interested and focused his eyes.

This time, Falling Dust did not use his own sword. After all, it is a knife to kill chickens. Luochen stretched out his hand, meaning clearly to ask for the short knife in Wu Zheng's hand. Wu Zheng handed it over and looked at the movements of the falling dust with deep meaning.

Luochen placed the knife on the joint of the demonic beast, and then slashed down, and then the blade continued to swim over the corpse's body. During this period, the blade did not encounter any obstacles. It's so smooth that the whole skin is completely peeled off.

Then, Luochen collected the knife and handed the knife back to Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng looked at everything in front of him a little bewildered, he was definitely frightened by the method of falling dust. I think he has been cooking for many years, and he has never seen someone who uses a knife so neatly. Wu Zheng was a little ashamed that he defeated him in what he was best at. Where to put Wu Zheng's old face!

Wu Zheng took the knife, but he didn't know what to do. What should I do next? Wu Zheng was a little stupid and stunned, and he forgot all of a sudden.

Now that a giant bear was in front of him, he began to stare wide-eyed. Wu Zheng and the playboy looked at each other, and they had no idea. It's easy to fall into the dust, and after being handsome, I went to wander to the side. It is not an exaggeration to say that Luochen is a prodigal son, because he is so reticent that there is almost no difference between being by his side and not being around. If it weren't for the situation, his presence would have been very small.

Wu Zheng felt that he seemed to be missing a pot now. If there was a pot, he must have stewed the bear. But I just don't know if it's good or not. Wu Zheng has only heard that some people eat bear paws. He hadn't heard of someone eating a whole bear. In that case, the bear is miserable enough, not only will the palm of the hand be eaten, but the body will not be able to escape the clutches.

Do you still continue to bake and eat? Wu Zheng immediately gave up, tired of eating. These days, he eats barbecue for almost every meal, and he has long eaten enough. If there were other ways to cook, he would never choose a barbecue.

In fact, real barbecue is delicious, but because of the limited ingredients, it is already a great gift to be able to eat cooked rice now. Wu Zheng doesn't ask for other treatment, it's good to be full. Didn't he eat in the barracks in the past be similar to what he eats now? Wu Zheng comforted himself like this. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been in the forest, but he hadn't eaten anything decent since he entered.

Wu Zheng brought the bear meat back to the place where the fire was made, and lit the fire again. This time, he decided to cook differently. Although the materials are limited, the utensils are almost non-existent. But none of these can affect Wu Zheng's talent in cooking. This time, he decided he wanted to smoke it.

Smoky, it seems to be similar to the way of grilling. But the taste is very different. Also, smoking it means it takes longer. But Wu Zheng can afford to wait.

The playboy collected some more firewood, and then learned to fall into the dust and start to be a shopkeeper. So everything else can only be done by Wu Zheng alone.

At this time, the dust fell and disappeared again. Wu Zheng also has a general understanding of the falling dust. That is, strong, taciturn, and always lost. For this kind of personnel, there was a punishment method in Wu Zheng's military camp in the past, that is, beating. If you hit it lightly, your skin will itch, and you will start to commit all kinds of crimes. But this dust can't be beaten. Let's not talk about how valuable he is, let's talk about who can beat him. It's no wonder if he wasn't beaten to death! As everyone knows, Luochen is standing on a distant branch at this time, observing the road conditions and dangers around him.

Wu Zheng sighed secretly and focused on the joy of cooking again. Wu Zheng didn't know when he started, but he found out that he liked cooking. For this habit of his, he himself expressed speechlessness. The boys of other families are ambitious. Either serve the motherland, or do a great career. And he's so good that he likes to be a cook.