Feng Xiaohan exhausted the last bit of physical strength, and now he is very reluctant to even hold the driftwood, and it is simply unrealistic to control the direction of the driftwood.

Not to mention throwing He Xirou on the other side to the shore.

As the old saying goes, life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky.

It is impossible to verify which famous person this irresponsible sentence came from, but it has greatly affected people in later generations, and has produced a large number of lazy people who use this as an excuse to go with the flow and do not know how to resist.

But this sentence also expresses the helplessness of many people.

Feng Xiaohan hadn't heard this famous saying, and he didn't see it in the book, but the imprint of the language vocabulary in his knowledge of the sea was recorded.

Now their situation fits well with this phrase.

When he threw Bai Yukimi ashore, he naturally remembered this sentence.

But what he doesn't know is that he won't die today.

He Xirou will not die.

Mo Qiu and Jiang Wen will not die.

for the man who was up of the river moved.

The man didn't move, and when he moved, he pulled the thunder in the sky. His size can only be regarded as normal height, but when he walks, it looks like a mountain in the sky, and the terrifying pressure contained in it is suffocating.

The powerful pressure emanating from the man's body squeezed away all the surrounding water and the silt at the bottom of the river, as if it were a huge reef walking in the water, and the water flowed by.

The river runs through the relics of the saints, flowing out of a misty place and into another mysterious place. There is no distinction between north and south, so the monsters in the ruins use this river as a benchmark to define the direction.

In the world of monsters, the direction of flowing along the river is south, the direction of going upriver is north, and the left and right banks of the river are east and west.

So Feng Xiaohan and the four of them followed the flow of water and went far south.

In such a climate, the complete disappearance of the celestial machine cannot be detected, let alone calculation and deduction, and even the most basic weather prediction cannot be done.

Feng Xiaohan didn't know when the rain would stop, and he didn't know where the river would take them.

Everything can only be decided by fate.

The vitality in the meridians was exhausted, and the three-percent vitality in the dantian was locked in the secluded mansion and could not be used.

The rain lapped against his body, and the river washed away his scars.

Now he feels tired and just wants to get a good night's sleep and talk about anything else.

So, he fainted again, but still clinging to the driftwood so tightly that a dent was made in it.

......

......

"Hey, looks like your little minion has failed. ”

Ye Tingfeng said with a smile: "The guy who appeared upstream has guarded it for a thousand years, he left the lake and came to the river, since he didn't kill them, he didn't let them die." ”

Candle Jiu was a little surprised, and said, "Listen to the meaning of your words, you are very familiar with him?"

"The struggle between our people and the Nightmare in ancient times has ended, and they have withdrawn from the continent and lived in seclusion in the deep sea, and no one can find them again. And tens of thousands of years have passed since this feud. The hatred between the two communities is not as deep as it once was. ”

Ye Tingfeng didn't answer his question, but looked at him and said: "It's a prodigal son who returned home from afar, and he doesn't want to fight with anyone, let alone have the ambition to fight for the world, so don't try to win this guy over me." ”

Candle Jiu looked at the messy blood stains and scraps of flesh and blood not far ahead, and said, "My strongest thing is not to escape, but to speak. I'm really good at convincing, how do you know it won't turn against you at my instigation? Besides, he's a legend in the battle of gods and demons, and he's the best at killing with the ruins, and I don't believe a nightmare doesn't have the heart to fight. ”

"First, this bad scream in your mouth won't listen to you at all, and second, even if you can encourage him to go against me, he won't come, because the one in the ruins won't agree. As for the fighting heart you said, that kind of thing has long been fed to the dogs. ”

Ye Tingfeng looked at him as if he were looking at the most ignorant person in the world, and said, "I have to admit that you are the smartest person in the world, but you are still too young." You think you know everything, but there are so many stories in our world that you can't reach, and that's why you'll never succeed. ”

Two "worlds" appear in this sentence, one referring to the world in a broad sense, and the other referring to a field, an upper class of society that is only qualified to be accessed at a certain stage.

His words are to put it bluntly, he is telling the other party.

You're not good enough to be in our circle, so you'll never be able to make it.

Can't even be a nuisance.

......

......

Just now, the night heard the unpleasant smell of the beasts crowding together, so they drove them to kill a few dark shadows there, and then dispersed.

During this period, they will naturally encounter some resistance, and they all have the ability to use the power of heaven and earth, and their cultivation is at least the realm of Lingxiao.

But the battle ended instantly.

Because they were already seriously injured, and the qi of their whole body was suppressed by the night listening wind, but more importantly, it was because of the power of the beast tide.

This is not the kind of small scene during the incident in the Xuanwu Field of Changhong Peak, the power of hundreds of thousands of demon beasts is enough to defy all existences, even if the five saints of the human world descend together, they will not dare to stop their edge.

The monsters come and go like a tide.

Countless footprints and mottled blood stains were left behind.

Not even the corpses remained.

This is cruel, but it is not surprising, because these shadows are very powerful cultivators, and they can dominate one side in the human world, and being able to eat a piece of their flesh is of great benefit to these demon beasts.

"I may not know something that has happened, but I can make something happen that hasn't happened yet. ”

Candle Jiu stretched his waist, the joints of his whole body crackled, it seemed that he had really sat for a long time, and said, "I have that ability, none of you can stop me." ”

When Ye Tingfeng saw this scene, his face was a little strange.

Candle Jiu is like an ordinary person, he has only been sitting here for a few days, and his joints will stiffen, is this still the person who has been strange and chaotic and caused chaos in the world?

Either he is blind when he listens to the wind at night, and the person in front of him is not Candle Jiu at all, or his cultivation has retreated.

But Ye Tingfeng believed in his eyesight very much, thinking that he would not admit his mistake, the person in front of him was indeed Candle Jiu himself, and after pranayama, the injury of the breath cut off in the sky had healed, and his strength was at the time of strength.

Well, there is only one truth.

Candle Jiu didn't defend himself at all, and the vitality in his veins was not even active, so that the blood supply to the joint qi was insufficient, and during this period, Ye Tingfeng could beat him to cripple with a punch in his hand.

What is this?

Ye Tingfeng was a little angry, thinking that he looked down on himself.

Even the guy in the ruins, when he drank wine with him and the moon, he would subconsciously let the vitality wander through the meridians, always on guard.

Such a notorious fellow is still like this,

What are you?

I don't even care!

"I don't look down on you, although you don't really have much weight in my plans. ”

The black mist on Candle Jiu's face flowed to both sides, slightly curled up on the edge of the hood, forming a smiling pattern, pointing to the blood stains not far away and saying, "Although I couldn't hold back some small thoughts, and some unpleasantness happened, I said that I came to watch the play with you, and you also stayed to watch the play with me, so my guard is meaningless, especially in front of you, isn't it?"

Listening to the wind at night is a very proud person, but he will not hold his own identity and not work with people who are weaker than him.

If necessary, he will hunt down Candle Jiu, even to the ends of the earth.

He's just a little clean,

He thought that Candle Nine was too disgusting, so he didn't bother at all or didn't want to kill him.

At least not to kill him with your own hands.

"You seem to be sick. ”

Ye Tingfeng moved next to him, sat farther away, and said expressionlessly: "Neuropathy, the kind that can't be helped." ”

(ps: lalala, the first week of school is to spend in peace (cao) quiet (dan) and safe (mang) stable (lu), ushering in the weekend, in a happy mood, asking for the click-through rate of monthly pass collection reward recommendation tickets)