"Uncle has a good eye, okay, I'll take it!" Zhang Bai's big iron lock was opened with a green branch in his right hand, so there was no key. He only had the illusion of the snake, his right hand reached into the placket of his clothes and pretended to grope, and his left hand supported the iron railing to prevent the stone dragon from grabbing him closer.

"This key, I haven't used it for a long time, I don't know where to go..." "It's really hard to find! It's cold, and I didn't say it sooner..."

Suddenly, Zhang Bai's right hand swelled with green branches, vines, and dead branches, and a coat was torn to shreds on the spot. Zhang Bai jumped backwards in a hurry, and in an instant he got rid of Shi Long's control.

He rolled on the ground, stood up quickly, and laughed: "Old Shilong, you miscalculated again, haha!"

Zhang Bai leaned over and saw that his clothes were torn, and now his upper body was bare, and it was really cold in late autumn! However, what was colder than his body was Zhang Bai's heart, "My white robe, ——!" He suddenly screamed in distress.

"It turns out that you are already in the Yuanying Realm, and it is this white robe that helps you cover your breath! Shi Long was still calm.

"You are a dead old stinky bull nose, you cut off my arm before, and now you destroy my treasure, you give me Falk to lose money, I will never allow to trade at a loss!"

"Hmph!" Bai Long let out of his nose, ignored Zhang Bai at all, retreated to the iron cage away from Zhang Bai, and immediately sat down cross-legged, and actually put on a cultivation posture.

Zhang Bai can't understand it now, it's a little late to cultivate at this time!

But it turns out that the White Dragon does have a set. The concentration of the aura in the cellar gradually decreased, could it be that the stone dragon sucked the aura back again?

Zhang Bai didn't dare to get any closer, and observed from a distance for a while, only then did he understand that it was not the stone dragon that could suck the aura back, but the leakage of the aura in the body, and the reduction of the aura in the air was still played by the moon stone.

Seeing this, Zhang Bai snorted coldly, and whispered to himself: "See how long you can hold on!" This formation is automatic, but the Shilong Dao people have to consume energy and aura to fight, and victory or defeat is a matter of time.

He also thought about whether to give the old man another hydrogen bomb to try, although it was late at night, but an explosion was okay, after all, it was underground, the sound should have been weakened, and others only heard it, and they didn't know where it sounded, so it should be fine.

However, if there are a few more explosions, it is impossible to say. There are many disciples of the old way, and if the wind is far away or something, once it comes, maybe the situation will change.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bai suddenly understood that this old way was really shrewd, and the reason why he was not in a hurry made sense. He is dragging out time, as long as he waits until dawn, the Eastern Prince's Mansion and others find out that Shilong has not returned, then sooner or later they will find here.

It turned out to be this plan, and the old man really didn't get along well.

Although Zhang Bai thought of Shi Long's plan, he didn't have any way to deal with it for a while, so he had to retreat to the secret room first and think about the strategy.

In the underground secret room, the monk and the crying bag Buji, who had woken up, stared at Zhang Bai with four eyes.

The movement on the ground was so scary that even the usually calm monk congregation was a little panicked, let alone crying Bao Booji.

Zhang Bai himself was also worried, had nothing to do, and couldn't say anything comforting, so he could only stammer, panting and saying: "That... We're stuck here, it's safe for now... It's hard to say tomorrow, but it's up to you! Sleep first!"

He didn't care about the despair in the four little eyes next to him, and fell asleep by himself. He slept only one hour for two days and one night, and was so tired that he fell asleep almost instantly.

......

This time, instead of entering the second dream realm, he saw the waterfall again, and the Lizhu Pig who persevered under the waterfall to take care of the two eggs.

Zhang Bai used to sit with Piggy, and he stroked Piggy's back with his hand, which felt like meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. These two nights have passed, and it has been too stressful.

The two eggs still didn't move, Zhang Bai sat for a while, feeling bored, so he got up and got on the overpass and walked in the direction where the waterfall came. This water is full of aura, although it is not as rich as in the Moonstone Formation, but it is very pure, and there is a feeling that it does not belong to this world.

Water gushes out of the ruptured downspouts of the nearby tall building, as if it were flowing endlessly. Probably due to the influence of the aura, lush plants grew at the opening of the water pipe, and the most of the plants were weeds, and there were also a few small wild fruits like strawberries.

He picked a few and put them in his arms, preparing to give them to the Sangha and the crying bag when he woke up, maybe to reduce their nervousness.

As soon as he jumped up, Zhang Bai jumped onto the pipe and climbed up quickly along the pipe. This is the first time he has done this, and he didn't dare to do it before, but now that he is in the Yuanying Realm, this little thing has long been out of the question.

After climbing for a while, I finally reached the top of the building, which was full of open reinforced concrete, and if it was an ordinary person, I probably wouldn't be able to walk on the road.

He found what looked like a crane boom, which looked the highest.

The sky under his feet was empty, and he looked far away, and there was a dark night in all directions, but it was not completely dark, as long as he adapted to the darkness, the general outline of the city was still clear.

It's been out of electricity for a long time, but I don't know why, there are always one or two street lights on, attracting a lot of zombie-like black shadows to gather around. Under the light, these dark shadows are translucent and not really zombies.

Looking west across the river, a large area of the city on the other side of the river is dark, and the outlines of buildings look like a large number of monsters, squatting there quietly waiting for their prey.

Looking east, the terrain is flat, and it seems to have been pushed by the shock wave of the large mushroom. As I listened closely, the sound of the waves of the ocean could be faintly heard in the darkness in the distance.

He stood on a high place, staring at the soles of his abyss-like feet, trying to see if the abyss was really staring at him. "Bullshit!" He suddenly understood that he was the only one who could stare at himself.

"I have given you a soul, so you have gazed upon me and put me to the test!——! ah" he cried out, shouting again and again, with all his might.

The wind rose, and the wind crashed directly into Zhang Bai like an out-of-control bus. He leaned forward, facing the wind, as if to leap into faith, but the wind lifted him as if it were flying in the air.

Zhang Bai, thirteen years old in this life and thirty years old in his previous life, is independent of the wind today, screaming wildly.

......

When he woke up, Zhang Bai was a little dumbfounded, how did he have such an unreliable dream?

The monk and the crying bag were still sleeping, and he took out his electronic watch and looked at it, at six o'clock in the morning, when the sky should be bright outside.