Chapter Eighty-Three: Sleep

The man in black led the two to a certain place in the forest, there was no conspicuous sign here, it was a completely ordinary place, but the palm of the man in black pressed on the ground, just like a fingerprint unlock, and a hole appeared on the ground that was about two meters long, one meter wide, and three meters deep.

Jumping into the hole, there was a slope that stretched down below, but it was not long, only one or twenty meters, and at the end, the most conspicuous thing was a round table, around which there were also six chairs, and there were six doors on both sides, and it was obvious that someone lived here.

The man in black placed the two on the ground, knocked on the table in front of him, and sat down on a chair. After a while, one of the doors was opened, and out came a man, who was also dressed in black, but did not cover his face, and the man in black who brought Qiu Yiyi and the two people in also took off the mask on his face.

The man in black asked, "Mengcheng, you are the only one, what about the others?"

Mengcheng sat opposite Mengxiang, leaning back in a chair, while one leg was crossed on the table, looking lazy.

Mengxiang frowned slightly, he was very dissatisfied with Mengcheng's current attitude, but everyone was at the same level, and it was not easy to criticize him.

Mengcheng's chin pointed in the direction of Qiu Yi and the others, and said, "What's the matter with these two mortals?"

Mengxiang's face darkened a little, and there was some anger in his words.

"They were rescued by me, can you be serious? I'm asking you where the others have gone!"

Meng Cheng felt Meng Xiang's anger, and his eyes seemed to widen a little.

"Don't get excited, I don't know where they went, if you hadn't knocked on the table, I would still be asleep by now!"

Meng Xiang slapped the table angrily and looked away, he didn't want to see Meng Cheng's indecent appearance again, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

Meng Xiang pointed at Qiu Yi and said to Meng Cheng: "Treat his injury, this small injury should be very simple!"

Mengcheng gestured to him, Qiu Yi didn't recognize it, but it should mean "no problem".

Mengxiang posed Wang Xiaodong to meditate cross-legged, put his hands on his back, and then closed his eyes, it seemed that he had begun to treat Wang Xiaodong. When Mengcheng came over slowly, Qiuyi had already consciously put on a meditation posture, and Mengcheng also laughed, patted Qiuyi's head, and also sat behind Qiuyi, putting his hands on his back.

A second or two after Mengcheng's hands touched Qiuyi, Qiuyi's consciousness came to a space, this is a city, but half of one of the buildings has collapsed. Mengcheng floated beside the building, scratching his head.

"What is this?"

Mengcheng controlled the collapsed building, like a puzzle and barely put it together, a few of them still relied on Qiuyi's prompts to not spell it wrong, the main thing is that only one building collapsed in Qiuyi's mental space, so people like Mengcheng who have never seen a building can also restore it under Qiuyi's reminder, but if there are too many, the master on the construction site is estimated to be helpless.

Qiu Yi's consciousness returned to his body, and when he opened his eyes, he looked at Wang Xiaodong for the first time, only to see a cold sweat on Mengxiang's head, and Wang Xiaodong felt that he was not far from death.

Mengcheng patted Mengxiang on the shoulder and woke Mengxiang up, if it was usual, he would have jumped like thunder, but he was taught to be a man in Wang Xiaodong's spiritual space, and at this moment he was like a young man whose spirit was frustrated.

"Come on, these two boys and we are not all the way, that kid's mental space is still complete, I should be able to recover more than you. ”

Mengxiang nodded mechanically, he is indeed a young man, younger than Qiu Yi, and his talent is also good, when has he ever encountered such a helpless situation.

Mengcheng entered Wang Xiaodong's spiritual world, at a glance, it was a mess, Mengcheng also frowned, this world is like a ten-magnitude earthquake, the houses are broken into pieces, their strength is too poor, if the strength is higher, can pull the memory of these fragments, let these fragments find adjacent fragments by themselves, so that the recovery will be simple, and when it reaches the highest level, it can restore the spiritual world to its original state in a single thought.

Not long after, Mengcheng also withdrew from Wang Xiaodong's spiritual world and slept directly on the ground.

"That's the only way, whether he can survive or not depends on his willpower. ”

Qiu climbed to Wang Xiaodong's side with one hand and one foot, and only then did he realize that his hand had fully recovered. Qiu Yi grabbed Wang Xiaodong's only remaining right hand, his right hand was very cold, it no longer looked like the temperature of a living person, but like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Qiu Yi held Wang Xiaodong's right hand in his arms and muttered to himself: "Xiaodong, you can't die, you are the most righteous among the four of us, you won't be so ruthless to throw your brother alone in this strange world......

Mengcheng dragged Mengxiang's clothes and half-forcibly took him into the room next to him.

There is only one futon for cultivation in the room, and there is nothing else, this is Mengcheng's room, he naturally sits on the futon, and Mengxiang can stand if he wants to!

"Brother Xiang, what should you do with these two people, send them to the nearby villages, don't step into the cultivation realm. ”

Meng Xiang shook his head and said, "No, let them join our family, you should be able to see that they are not from our world, and their things may be able to collide with different sparks with our things." ”

"But the cultivation world is too cruel, when the time comes, it's not as simple as dying one or two friends, think about it, how many people in our dream clan were before, how many people are now, how many brothers have we died, be stable!"

Mengxiang grabbed Mengcheng's collar and lifted him up, this time, he didn't hide his anger at all, the bastard in front of him, said that those dead brothers could still be so stable, he roared loudly: "Our brother's revenge, don't you want to avenge it? And your woman, don't you care?"

Meng Cheng smiled slightly, grabbed Meng Xiang's hand, and pulled it aside.

"Death is dead, and we don't have the ability to take revenge, so is it possible to die in vain?"

Meng Xiang shook off his hand and walked to the door.

"I don't believe it, just like I don't believe you're going to sleep in a room with only one futon!"

"Take the ground as a bed, the futon as a pillow, and Yuan Li as a bedding, why not!"

The moment Meng Xiang closed it outside the room, he saw Meng Cheng really pillow on the futon, wrapped his body with Yuan Li, closed his eyes and fell asleep, which made Meng Xiang angry and closed the door fiercely.

In fact, Mengcheng did sleep.