Walking out of this forest that was not long, but almost cost him his life, Xiao Ming held his waist and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the so-called ten thousand races did not really come to 10,000 races, otherwise he would have to give his half life here.

The setting sun is half-hanging in the sky, giving off its last afterglow.

Xiao Ming patiently walked a short distance ahead, glanced back, and made sure that the Wan clan was probably busy with his own business.

Xiao Ming threw the folding fan away, then took off his white clothes, crumpled them into a ball, threw them high, flew up with a kick, and kicked the white clothes to the treetops.

Fuck.

I don't know if it fits or what's going on, as long as I put on that dress, my neck feels very strangled, and I can't breathe.

And that folding fan, it really kills people.

In Xiao Ming's opinion, that kind of greasy and crooked folding fan, unless it is held by a woman in her hand, is a little excusable.

And he has been holding the folding fan with a big word "Xia" written on the fan surface for a whole day.

Thanks to the fact that I have become accustomed to the taste of being a big man and is cheeky, I would have torn the folding fan to pieces a long time ago.

Xiao Ming muttered to himself and hurried in the direction of his itinerary.

Looking at the speed at which the big red guy in the sky is falling, if it is not bad as expected, tonight, he is destined to sleep in the open.

The taste of eating and sleeping in the open air, once or twice in a while, in fact, is not bad.

It's like being used to eating big fish and meat, and occasionally eating a small dish at home, feeling more comfortable than anything else.

The above metaphor is a simple taste experience, while sleeping in the open is a soul retrospection.

You see so many travelers, and there were so many explorers in ancient times, they were all full and had nothing to do, what are they running around?

People say, you see, vulgar, right? That's feelings!

The last rays of the sunset slowly faded under Xiao Ming's gaze, and darkness shrouded the land.

Xiao Ming clapped his hands, casually found a big tree on the side of the road, transported the true qi in his body, and blasted a big hole in the huge tree trunk with "boom boom", and then used the true qi to roll up a bunch of dead grass and stuff it into the tree hole.

Drilling into the tree hole, cross-legged, and sitting down with a big grin, Xiao Ming remembered the matter of elegance and feelings.

Directly blasting the giant tree out of a big hole with true qi should not be considered an elegant move.

But after all, he has a friendship with the giant tree with eyes and mouth, and occasionally making a hole in the tree should not reach the point of anger between people and gods.

Moreover, I am burdened with a heavy responsibility, and I am watching myself all day long, and it is forgivable for me to be naughty occasionally and adjust the atmosphere.

My own heavy responsibility is to go on.

It doesn't matter where you go, how you go, whether you're walking alone or on horseback.

The important thing is to keep going.

In the eyes of others, he is looking for a dragon!

In fact, I don't even know what the dragon looks like, and the map in my hand is even more coaxing.

Of course, even if there is a map where dragons can be found, I will not be stupid to find any dragons.

Suspicious of a long life? I haven't lived enough!

Therefore, Xiao Ming had the idea of engaging in feelings.

Those bandits, the big boss, the group of Liuyun Village heroes, what kind of birds are now?

When they see their powerful cultivation at the fifth layer of the foundation, what kind of bird will they be?

When they are finished being surprised, they will make a fire spell, a heavenly thunder spell, and scatter beans into soldiers, what kind of birds will they be?

When they were amazed, I would brag to them that I was the one who didn't know whether to live or die, poured dirty water on the dragon, and ran around looking for the dragon to fight, what kind of birds would they be?

It's really exciting......

What do you mean by feelings?

This is fucking called feelings!

Maybe it's because the past few days have been too exciting, leaning his head against the tree, thinking that the heroes of Liuyun Village shouted in unison, "Xiao Ming Daxian, boundless mana, thousands of generations, dominate the rivers and lakes!" Xiao Ming fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, it was already three shots in the sun.

Xiao Ming sat in the hollow of the tree, stretched, opened his mouth wide, and yawned long.

Since his cultivation, he hadn't slept so heavily for a long time.

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