The book was picked up, and Xiaole's baggage fell into the swamp. I was at my wit's wheath when I suddenly remembered my soul hook.

As soon as you throw out the hook, you will pull that burden up.

Thinking of this, I hooked and hooked the neighbor at the top of the baggage.

In this way, I slowly dragged it to my side, and finally fished up the baggage.

"Now, let's be happy." Seeing Xiaole picking up his dirty and smelly baggage, he didn't feel dirty at all.

"Hey, what's stuck under my bag?" I saw him pick up his bag and look there, so I leaned over to look at it.

It turned out to be a triangular piece of metal.

"Huh? This piece of metal and that piece of metal seem to be made of the same material. "I can't help but wonder, is this really as Xiaole said, this thing is an artifact fragment?

Without thinking, I took the piece of metal off.

"This one is stuck to my bag, give it to me." Xiaole is asking for me.

"Okay, here you go. But don't lose it. I put the piece of metal in his palm. He put the fragments in his baggage.

Lessons have been learned from the experience of the failure just now. This time, Xiaole did not let go until he reached a safe place.

"You two are finally here." Ouyang Nian and Mo Luo were waiting a little anxiously.

"yes, it's not easy." Xiaole frowned sadly, looking at the sludge on his body and feeling uncomfortable, he couldn't wait to find a ditch to wash his body immediately.

The four people, one wolf and one puppet, finally walked out of the deep mountains and old forests. We came to a clearing. Without the shade of the trees, the moonlight makes people feel better.

"Let's spend the night here. We'll start tomorrow. After Ouyang Nian finished speaking, he picked up some firewood and lit a bonfire.

"Boss, how did you light firewood, so powerful." Xiaole didn't understand it yet, and the fire burned all at once.

"It's really hot." Moro said lightly.

"Real fire? Alas. I'm all on fire. This is a hundred miles away, and there is not even a drop of water. I'm dirty and smelly, what should I do? Xiaole sat by the fire with her hands on her cheeks.

"We've known each other for a while. You always say that you are a person of the future, can you tell us about it? Moro added firewood and asked Xiaole indifferently.

"The world of the future is very technologically advanced. There are computers, mobile phones, and televisions. And so on, all of them are electronic.

We depend on these things for survival, such as the fire in front of us. We used a lighter point. It's unbelievable that a few powerful guys like you actually use real fire.

But I can't believe it, are all the things in our textbooks fake? "We don't know much about what Xiaole said, but the general meaning is that the world will be very developed in the future.

"Actually, we told you a long time ago, we are black-clothed soul envoys. Not ordinary humans at all. Ordinary people don't have that. Moro explained.

"I don't think so, but I think you're Superman, you're Spider-Man." The more Xiaole spoke, the more energetic he became.

"Spider-Man? Do you have spider spirits in the future? Ouyang Nian asked.

"Alas, we really have a gap and it's hard to communicate." Xiaole pouted and shook his head.

"Xiaole, in fact, I've always been curious, what is that metal thing of yours, that thing?" I remembered that he always flashed our thing.

"That's a cell phone. Mobile phones are the fastest electronic device for personal communication. I'll show it to you. Xiaole took out his phone. A tune was played.

"It's a tune that I listen to a lot. You must not have heard of it. Xiaole put his phone aside, lay down with his backpack on his pillow, and closed his eyes in enjoyment. After a while, I fell asleep.

"Listen to it, it's a sound from outside the world." The three of us immersed ourselves in this dreamy tune and sat until dawn.

"Wake up. It's time for us to hit the road. At my shout, Xiaole woke up from his sleep, and he yawned with a look of reluctance.

"Just let me sleep for a while, I'm sick and my legs are cramping." Seeing that he couldn't afford it, Little 18 and Little Beggar went over, one licking his cheek and the other pinching his ear and shouting.

"Oops. Okay, let's go. Xiaole stood up abruptly, quickly picked up the phone and put it in his backpack.

The yellow sand is flying in the sky, in addition to getting hotter and hotter as you go. A vast desert with no end in sight.

"Desert. Let's go back, I don't want to die here" Xiaole looked at the mud on his clothes, and rubbed it all off with his hands, only the traces were still on it.

"That's how it should be. All we need to do is find the entrance to the Demon Realm, and we can enter. Now that you've arrived, how can you go back? Moro said.

"If you don't go back, what will I do? Shall I go with you to death? "We can understand what Xiaole said. After all, he didn't have any skills, but it was dangerous to let him go alone.

"If you come, you will be safe. Xiaole, I'll tell you the truth. We don't know if we'll go back. Life and death are up to fate, maybe God sent you here because of our fate. Is that right? I said calmly to Xiaole.

Xiaole thought about it and rolled up his cuffs.

"Yes, God must have arranged it that way. I'm not timid anymore. Anyway, I don't know if I can go back. It is better to go with you. Xiaole walked over and took my hand.

"Sister Manling, if you live, you must remember my future brother." (To be continued.) )