When Qiao Mengchen slowly got up, "she" quickly closed her eyes and pretended that nothing had happened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As soon as the soup chicken woke up, he didn't care about being soaked all over, so he was busy moving the crystals under the canopy, and then he deceived himself by taking off his wet sea beast clothes and covering them on top of the crystals.

The clothes that exuded a faint smell of sweat covered the relieved smile on the phantom's face. Qiao Mengchen didn't see this, and he didn't know how Mu Chongying's phantom body could show a weird smile, and whether he had an independent thought.

Qiao Mengchen squatted down and dusted off the sand on the stele, his thick eyebrows furrowed but he couldn't think of a reason. What is Tong Quan? Is it the Fountain of Youth? It was fine before, but after drinking water, the whole person is not good, and it is bleeding and unconscious, if it is not for the protection of the turtle breath technique, it will definitely hang.

Also, where did this grassy hill come from in the middle of the desert, and what did the vigorous grass on the top of the mountain rely on to grow?

The sudden clouds and rain gradually thinned out, and Qiao Mengchen put away his bags and prepared to go back on the road. At this time, a new situation emerged. For some reason, the light source stone that has been used is much lighter in the hand, and it emits a dim green light in the daytime. Something is wrong, Qiao Mengchen is vigilant, what can be so powerful as to change the properties of the light source stone? Could it be that danger is nearby, and he himself is not aware of it at all?

Qiao Mengchen was startled, leaned down again, and looked around Tong Quan nervously. I changed the angle again, and suddenly found that there was a soft green light on the side of the black stone stele, like a green light lamp lit inside.

Qiao Mengchen was suspicious, and hurriedly leaned over to check. As soon as he got closer, he saw a green light shooting on him. He was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped away, like a wild monkey who did not know anything about the world, squatting for a long time but seeing that there was no movement, he returned to his original place again, and wondered where the strange green light came from.

The green light still fell on him, casting a patchwork of patterns. After a little recognition, he discovered that the pattern trance was part of the skull of some kind of creature. He took a few steps back, letting the green light go around him and cast far onto the mountain wall behind him.

He gasped—the green walls of the mountain faintly revealed the light and shadow of the house, the outline of an ancient temple made of greener light. Above the eaves of the ancient temple, there is a skull the size of a millstone. The skull of this strange creature, with its sharp teeth and sharp teeth, and its hollow eye sockets with a dull red glow, made people feel terrified at the sight.

The light and shadow of the ancient temple are blended into the green grass, and it is difficult to see the clues without careful observation.

Qiao Mengchen was apprehensive, and as soon as he approached, the illusory ancient temple actually slowly opened its door. As the door opened completely, a soft glow diffused from inside and imprinted on his body.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger? The alien bit his teeth and broke into it with courage.

The dark incense in the temple is infiltrating the light and gradually surging, although it is opened at the foot of the mountain, there is no trace of darkness inside. There was only one ancient temple the size of a house, and there was rubble and rubble everywhere, old remnants of wood, and broken utensils everywhere. And in the middle of it, there is a black and purple case. There is a square flower bowl on the case, the ancient flower bowl is strange in shape, as if it comes from another world, the surface is covered with countless cracks, and you can see that it has been quite a few years at a glance.

The most amazing thing is that there is not a single speck of dust in the flower bowl, but it is abruptly spewing up like silk-like colorful ruiqi. The ethereal rui air rotated back and forth, covering a green square stone without stopping.

The slowly swirling green ashlar has a hint of charm, and occasionally flashes golden ancient talismans. The ancient talisman is jerky and difficult to distinguish, and every time it appears, it is hidden and absorbed by the colorful qi. And the three feet behind the black and purple case is the uneven mountain. In addition, there is no other furnishings in the interior of this ancient temple that is made of green light and shadow.

After entering the Illusory Temple, Qiao Mengchen's mouth kept opening and closing. Now, the curiosity eased slightly, and he wondered whether he should take off the magical green ashlar, and what were the unpredictable and dangerous consequences of taking it down.

This is an exotic star that cannot be measured by common sense, the environment and humanity seem to be similar to the earth, but in fact, Warcraft monsters are rampant, and half-immortals and aliens are in charge. Along the way, there are endless incidents that subvert the common sense of physics and destroy the truth of the world, Qiao Mengchen is like a foolish young man whose brain development is lagging behind, with a biological age of more than 20 years old and an intellectual age of only three or five years old. Fortunately, he woke up and had the determination to fight against the fate of hardship.

No matter what! Qiao Mengchen's heart is crossed, as long as the first feeling thinks that it is harmless, he will accept it first, anyway, it is an ownerless thing.

He slowly reached out, then quickly grabbed the stone and put it into the magical wishful bag. When the thief feels so exciting, when he starts it, he completely ignores the cool warmth in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the divine stone was removed, the colorful qi on the purple and black flower bowl disappeared immediately, and the ancient meaning and dusty fairy rhyme in the temple gradually dissipated, replaced by a cold and suffocating hollow. When it slowly darkened all around, the wide open temple door also creaked, making the sound of a shaft in disrepair, and it looked like Qiao Mengchen was about to be locked inside.

He reacted very quickly, and without waiting for the "door" to close completely, he jumped to the crack in the door that had been spun down to his shoulder, and successfully escaped.

He wiped a cold sweat and watched the ancient temple made of green light disappear into the shallow grass with mixed feelings. And the skull of the strange beast was also awakened, and its broken teeth burst open and its eye sockets were about to crack, as if it was hating Qiao Mengchen's behavior. Then, after a short scream, the skull flew above its head and switled several times before dissipating into mist.

"You've moved the things in the Demon Domain, be careful that they get you in trouble. A soft, lithe female voice echoed through the air.

Who? who's talking!

Where did the woman come from? In the vast wilderness within a radius of thousands of miles, he was a living creature, and he was about to become dumb if he didn't open his mouth for three days.

The surroundings were quiet and unchanged, and the breeze blew, shaking Qiao Mengchen's hair, and it seemed that the bewitching voice just now was blown away, so that he could not find a trace.

It can't be "her", right? Qiao Mengchen glanced at the motionless crystal under the mushroom-headed tree, and rushed over with the heart that was about to jump out of his chest. Peel off the sea beast clothes on it - everything in the sleeping crystal is as usual, and Mu Chong Sakura's phantom body is still silent, like the sleeping beauty in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale.

Qiao Mengchen sighed softly, and disappointment smashed into his chest like a hammer, frustrating him. Whether it's a woman or a man, he doesn't have too many extravagant expectations, he just wants to say a few words to others, and it doesn't matter.

If it could be as he hoped, it would be a hell of a life.

In his extreme disappointment, he caught a glimpse of the black stone tablet under his feet changing, without the moisture of the green light, the original black gradually faded away, turning into a plain stone lump, and the word "Tongquan" also faded from above to zero, as if it had never appeared. And that bubbling spring slowly lost its rushing power, and let the last line of spring water run away. Beads of blood, the size of dozens of fingers, were left in the dry waterways.

The cheese of the "Demon Domain" can't be returned by the green ashlayer now, so it's better to quickly use the ultimate defense skill.

In this way, according to the established direction, Qiao Mengchen ran wildly again, and deliberately increased his speed by a few points, intending to recover the time delayed in "Tongquan".

Hahaha, rush back the delayed time? Isn't it to escape from the crime scene as soon as possible?

No matter how big this territory is, there will be an end to it. Coincidentally, the escape route he chose went all the way to the west, contrary to the boundary of the Eastern Regions. As the mountain moves away, the infinite brown color slowly fades and weakens, the painting style changes, and there are more colorful colors in the field of vision.

I don't know who should be entrusted with the blessing, the escape from the town demon well has been counted for more than ten days, this road is unimpeded, except that no one speaks to relieve boredom, often hungry for lack of food, vomiting and diarrhea on unclean water, being poured into soup chickens have nowhere to shelter from the rain, and not bathing for many days...... Other than that, everything is going well.

On this day, after sunrise, the golden light shone on him warmly. At the end of the golden light, a truly rich green color appeared, and huge trees that could be seen in the mountains in the distance were faintly visible, just like those seen in Meng Da's hometown. Qiao Mengchen, who was extremely tired, felt hot in his heart, and tears were almost about to fall, although he didn't know anyone.

The earth under your feet is flat and gentle, the land is reckless and vast, the birds are chirping, and the beasts are singing, the forests are verdant and the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and it is a primitive and simple country.

Standing on the high hill and looking out, although there is still no human figure, it can be regarded as saying goodbye to the lifeless desert, and no longer worrying about the sudden appearance of the terrifying relict beast xenomorph somewhere.

Qiao Mengchen exercised the technique of ringing, jumped down from the edge of the rock more than ten zhang high, and stood on the edge of a mountain stream in a moment. This new world is as high and low as the terraced rice field where he jumped just now, and if he hadn't learned this kind of miraculous skill, he didn't know how many unjust roads he would have to take to get around.

Ignoring anything else, Qiao Mengchen stripped himself naked and threw himself into the stream, and took a bath happily. Horizontal as in the mirror, he has long hair and a thick beard and a dark face, and he is alive and well with the image of a caveman. He sighed again and pulled a vine to tie his hair tightly to show the outside world that he was not a barbarian.

By the time he had finished tidying himself up, the shorts and trousers that had just dried were almost dry. Dressed and trousers, he returned to the edge of the stream once more, and observed his reflection up and down - he could meet someone like the woodcutter and the hunter at any time, and he didn't want to make a bad impression on others.

When I hit the road again, it was probably afternoon, and the sun was hanging due south. With the blue sky as the background, a transparent curtain of heaven that extends infinitely to the left and right pours down from the sky with no top in sight, separating the mountains and rivers in front of Qiao Mengchen from the mountain boundary behind him.

The canopy is as thin as a wing, and when the wind is too strong, it will fluctuate slightly, and in some places there are traces of gold threads. Everywhere the ripples passed, the canopy generously fed back the gift of the sun.