"The turtle king eight mung beans, my Dongfang Xiaoshu can't die, and I can't die, anyone who wants to kill me, I will knock you down one by one, including you!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu stood at the foot of the Void Spirit Mountain, clenched his fists and shouted loudly at the vast mist, but he was worried in his heart, hoping that the owner of the big hand would sleep during the day, otherwise he would not shoot himself into slag. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After half a ring, there was still no response. Dongfang Xiaoshu finally put his heart in his stomach and said to himself: "I'm really sleeping, but you are now a tiger's buttocks, and you can't touch it!" ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu stopped at the foot of the Void Spirit Mountain for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the forest.

Because of the existence of the fog, Dongfang Xiaoshu really doesn't have the courage to experience the ravages of the big hand again, not to mention that it may not be just the big hand.

The last time he was seriously injured, Dongfang Xiaoshu recovered sleeplessly for three days, and finally recovered to fifty percent of his usual value, and today was a whim, wanting to see where the fierce man was, so he walked out of the forest and came to the foot of this Void Spirit Mountain.

Dongfang Xiaoshu stayed in the forest for another two days, and finally finished sketching the forest, and even he counted that there were nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine big trees, one hundred and ninety-nine fast boulders, and ninety-nine deep pits.

Dongfang Xiaoshu folded the map contentedly, put it in his arms, and finally had the idea of going back.

Dongfang Xiaoshu walked out of the forest, experienced everything in the forest, he completely lost the unscrupulousness of the first to come to the virtual realm, and at the same time spread out a strand of hair to cover half of his face, he wiped two handfuls of mud on his face, if it wasn't for someone who knew him, he would never recognize him as Dongfang Xiaoshu.

At the same time, Dongfang Xiaoshu also deeply understands that no matter where he is, there is no shame in holding his tail and being a man.

But can be unscrupulous and chic, who will be a man with his tail between his legs.

The entry into the city went smoothly, and the conversation was still about the mysterious young manmare, but most of them had expressions of regret and regret.

Dongfang Xiaoshu ignored it completely, and when he came to the light gate, the thin little old man was not there, but the descendants of the Lan family were there, but he didn't pay attention to Dongfang Xiaoshu at all, and Dongfang Xiaoshu entered the light gate without hesitation.

On the huge transparent stone wall next to the forest, the name of the nightmare suddenly shone brightly, and it rose directly from the last position to the first position, and the reason was that after the night of the blood moon, the only one to leave alive was the only one to leave, and the reward was kept secret.

The transparent stone wall in the center of the Void City also showed that the onlookers began to boil, and the Lan family, the Chen family, and the Zhen family successively announced the cancellation of the reward for the pursuit of the young nightmare, using the word "misunderstanding" as an explanation.

The people of the Void City laughed, after all, the wealthy family is not a family, and there are times when they admit it.

However, the lower the posture of the wealthy family, the more mysterious the origin of the young manre, and the thin little old man seemed to smell the spar, and finally completely abandoned the errand of registration.

"A thousand faces, tap, tap! Look at you soft and weak, why are you so vigorous, don't you take the opportunity to retaliate, right? ”

As soon as Dongfang Xiaoshu, who had returned from the Void Realm, opened his eyes, he attracted the attention of a thousand faces.

Dongfang Xiaoshu got up and wanted to stand up, but found that the joints of his body were extremely stiff, accompanied by a feeling of soreness.

I had to let Qianmian help me do a massage that was familiar with the blood and blood, but I didn't expect Chiba to start so hard, so Dongfang Xiaoshu complained.

"But it's only been five days in the virtual realm, how can I feel like my body hasn't moved for half a month, and now I really admire those who retreat when they have nothing to do, and sit for a few years or even ten years!"

"Also, you won't get me a tent in the wind and sun, otherwise it will fly ash when you touch it now!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu continued in the ashes, and although Qianmian showed a look of disgust, he did not speak, but responded with his tender white hands.

When everything was finished, Qianmian cleaned his hands with water, and only then said in response: "The flow rate of time in the virtual realm is different from that in reality, and one day in the virtual realm is three days in reality, so it is indeed half a month without moving. ”

"There is also a large windy sand in the Yellow Sand Gobi, and there have been sandstorms that have blown three times in the past half a month, we have to get out of the Gobi as soon as possible, I suspect that this is a precursor to the demonic disaster."

Dongfang Xiaoshu, whose body had improved slightly, did not stop at all with his hands and touched his chest.

The hedron is still there, and then you reach into your arms, as are the maps, brushes, and the best hedron stored separately.

When he touched his waist and found that the scroll was also there, Dongfang Xiaoshu finally relaxed and wanted to lie down completely, but as soon as he heard the word "demonic disaster", he instantly jumped up from the grass and said, "Go!" ”

The carriage walked in the Gobi for another two days, during which it experienced another sandstorm, and Dongfang Xiaoshu finally saw the power of the sandstorm.

Although cultivating immortals has given mortals the capital and ability to steal their lives from God, but in the face of natural disasters, everything is futile and powerless, and people have returned to a state of insignificance.

If it weren't for the hard work of Qianmian to suppress the carriage and horses into a col, it is estimated that they would only be able to walk now, not to mention that Montenegro still has no sign of waking up.

On the third day, Dongfang Xiaoshu acted as a coachman and finally walked out of the Huangsha Gobi.

Although there are still no people, green mountains, green water and trees can be seen everywhere, and the strange thing is that there is a faint mist in the place where the yellow sand Gobi and the green mountains and green waters are divided.

Seeing that the little tree in the east was a little frightened, he always felt that the distance was not far enough, and it was not until the sun set in the west that he stopped at a puddle of water, and he had to stop, because the horse pulling the cart collapsed to the ground foaming at the mouth

For three days, Thousand Faces didn't ask Dongfang Xiaoshu what happened and what he experienced in the Void Realm.

It's just that she explained all aspects of cultivating immortals as always, and she couldn't wait to squeeze herself out, and instill all her knowledge into Dongfang Xiaoshu, giving Dongfang Xiaoshu the feeling that Qianmian was very anxious, although she maintained her usual composure and calmness.

Dongfang Xiaoshu soaked comfortably in the waterhole, in addition to rushing and encountering sandstorms during the three days, he kept studying, which made Dongfang Xiaoshu dizzy, not to mention, and he didn't even have time to think about the next road.

Daomen is going to go anyway.

Qianmian treats herself like this, how can she stay out of her affairs, but it's not good for a woman to be too strong, and she doesn't have a chance to perform.

The Dongfang family should go, at least to see if he is still there.

What is promised is to be done after all, and a promise is a promise, not a fart.

In the far north, on a high mountain.

In a piece of giant ice, a stunning woman stands serenely in the giant ice, as if she is asleep, and as if she is thinking, giving people a sense of gentleness, wisdom, calmness, and composure, as if she is born with a temperament that can make people surrender.

I don't know if it's spring when its eyes open. The green silk is sprinkled, and the cinnabar red mole at the center of the eyebrows adds a touch of charm to it.