The remnants of winter are not over, and the early spring is in sight. Complain about the new land, and consult the old village.

King Xiang finally fell into a deep sleep, and the dragon sat cross-legged guarding the cave, his sword lying flat at his side. Looking at the tent not far away, there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

Thinking about what the Great Chu soldiers pointed out back then, they were invincible, and the camping place stretched for dozens of miles, and the lights were like swimming dragons, and now there are only dozens of tents left in this area.

I am afraid of the separation of the homeland, and I hate the old age. Now the homeland is in sight, but what about the hometown?

The fiery bonfire could not hide the paleness on his face, and the sword under his ribs was extremely vicious, and he had not been able to complete it for several days.

King Xiang's injuries are even more serious, and the Heavenly Sword will pierce into the Youfu by half a minute, so it will be difficult to save the immortals. Fortunately, it was half a point, thanks to the dragon and the Jiuli bloodline.

Jiuli blood, endless, is the supreme holy medicine for healing. There was originally another person in the army who had the Jiuli bloodline, but unfortunately he died under the sword of the Iron Eagle Ruishi, so he could only rely on him alone.

In the past few days, he cut his wrist every day and released a large bowl of blood for Xiang Wang to take, but now he is already weak and unbearable, and he is about to be unable to support it.

Seeing that the sky was pitiful, King Xiang finally woke up.

A young soldier, a little shy, approached and looked at him expectantly, with a youthful childishness on his face.

Long Ji smiled, stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Ah Leopard, King Xiang is awake." ”

Ah Leopard's smile instantly bloomed, and he jumped up happily: "King Xiang is awake!" ”

"Be quiet, don't alarm King Xiang. Go, go tell the brothers. ”

"King Xiang is awake!" Ah Leopard subconsciously whispered a repeat, and Long He smiled and nodded.

After receiving an affirmative answer, he gave his general a military salute with some impatience, and ran with joy, and fell to the ground and leaped up with agility, still laughing.

His laughter infected Long Ji, and the gloom in his heart seemed to be swept away: "Yes, King Xiang is awake!" ”

Although this is no longer their original world, their king has returned, and there is nothing to worry about.

Perhaps, the sky will finally live up to my great Chu and give us a chance to do it again.

Long He has always believed in the three-foot Qingfeng to change his life against the sky, and at this time he couldn't help but be in awe of the unpredictability of fate, and his heart was full of gratitude for God's favor, and he knelt down to the heavens and goddesses and worshiped solemnly.

Ye Feng was still patrolling around the manor, hoping that Xiong Jie would come back with a countermeasure as soon as possible.

It doesn't matter what the countermeasures are, the main thing is to be able to come back.

At the same time, Xiong Jie led the three team members and was sweating like rain underground.

Although it carried automatic excavation tools, it was not a large engineering equipment after all, and if you wanted to avoid the outer warning barrier, you had to excavate from three miles away from the manor wall, which was an extremely vast and arduous project.

Xiong Jie was digging and scolding in his mouth, cursing the guys in the expert group from constipation to kidney deficiency.

I took such a big risk and recorded all the energy fluctuations around the manor, and these old guys studied it for several days and couldn't figure it out, and the last suggestion they gave was to dig tunnels.

What kind of bad idea is this, although he also wants to find out Ye Feng's whereabouts as soon as possible, but this tunnel is inevitably too long. Looking at the long hole in the ground behind him, he couldn't see the end in the dark, and he felt like a mouse making a hole, so he simply collapsed and buried him in the ground to count the balls.

However, this is not possible, and the base has a high-tech method of spraying a liquid on the walls of the dug cavern, which can reach the strength of an alloy after solidification, and cannot collapse even in an earthquake.

After tossing for three days and three nights, he finally dug into the interior of the manor.

Xiong Jie took out the instrument and matched the coordinates, found a corner of the backyard and dug through the ground, never thinking that the four of them would trigger the alarm as soon as they jumped out of the tunnel.

Information asymmetry often causes misjudgment, this kind of thing is not high-end, there are not many people in this world who understand, but there are also many people who will, as an experienced senior formation master, how could Fan Shi make such a low-level mistake when planning the formation.

In the past few days, the reinforcements have not arrived, and the people in the Heavenly Machine Hall are a little nervous, and before Xiong Jie and them can react, countless fireball techniques, wind blades, and flying swords are thrown over, killing them in an instant.

Ye Feng hurriedly came when he heard the news, only to see a piece of green light flashing wildly.

Ye Feng waited for another ten days, but Xiong Jie and the others did not appear again.

He began to hate the base's communications technology, a high-tech technology that could communicate over long distances without relying on ground base stations or high-altitude satellites. Every time they went on a mission, they were full of communication devices, so much so that no one had ever proposed to agree on a set of secret markers for emergency purposes like the Jianghu sect.

High-tech kills people.

After waiting for another three days, he really couldn't wait, the signs of realm breakthrough were becoming more and more obvious, and if he didn't find the right person to take it away, his life would directly enter the countdown.

He didn't want to go to the people of the Heavenly Machine Hall again, seeing that they looked like they were facing a great enemy, once they took away the Iron Eagle Ruishi, it was estimated that they would not have freedom of movement for a long time.

He embodied his consciousness in the form of a human, picked up a broken sword, flew to the place where Xiong Jie appeared before, found a tree, cut off a piece of bark, and viciously carved the five big characters "Xiong Jie, you are a pig" on it.

He kept an eye on it, and used a small seal, so that if other people saw it, they might abuse each other as naughty children.

After venting, his mood was a little better, this time he was really leaving, he looked in the direction of Blue Moon Creek from a distance, he had already said goodbye, forget it this time.

It's getting dark, and the ghosts probably prefer the night.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and turned away.

He flew in the air, fell where he saw people, and learned to walk like a normal person. Picking around in the crowd, there is a feeling of buying vegetables in the vegetable market.

He found that he was very evil in his bones, and the man-eating monster in the ghost story was probably like him.

The more you watch, the more difficult it is to choose.

The woman is not considered in the first place, he is the one who wants to marry a daughter-in-law. The older one is old, and the younger one is young, so if he returns to the base and everyone touches his head, he won't be alive. He is polite and polite, and he is ugly.

Time passes day by day, there is no need to worry about eating, drinking, and Lazar, and the days are free. The operation of the immortal recipe has become an instinct, and it is impossible to stop if you don't deliberately resist it.

It's night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and it's good weather.

He was wandering around in the dense forest, and suddenly felt in his heart that the time to break through would not come sooner or later, but at this time, there was no one on all sides.

Hurriedly flew into the air, fortunately, there was no endless road, and there was a faint light flickering three miles away, as if someone was walking around with a lantern.

He quickly moved over, not one, but two, and now he could choose one of the two.

The scholarly appearance with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes holding a lantern is called a star face in modern parlance. Seeing that he cowered and looked afraid of the dark, this was directly skipped.

Looking at the other one, Ye Feng secretly praised: "What a man!" ”

I saw that he was dark-skinned, muscular, and 1.90 meters tall, looking tall and mighty.

He looks like he is in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, eyes like stars, and a heavy mustache on his lips, which adds a bit of heroism. The facial lines are a little too stiff, which is obviously not in line with the aesthetics of the Sunshine Age, but it is called an iron man in the Dark Ages, and it is highly sought after by girls. Women in the Dark Ages pay more attention to a sense of security, if they go back, will Wanfen scream when they see it?

Forget it, I already have Miss Blue, so don't mess with her anymore.

No longer hesitated at the moment, flew down and threw himself into the man's body.

When I went in, I suddenly found that I was blind. He felt a majestic spiritual power, this man turned out to be an extremely powerful monk.

The man noticed something strange and shouted: "What a demon! ”

He took out a yellow talisman from his bosom and bit the tip of his tongue to spray it.

Ye Feng was shocked, this guy turned out to be a demonic martial arts double cultivator, and he had just seen the power of the formation master. At this time, it is difficult to ride a tiger, and it is too late to retreat.

Not to mention whether the people in this wilderness can find a suitable candidate, let's just say that once this man's means are launched, the ghost knows if he can get out. Immediately run the immortal technique, control the muscles of his whole body, and prevent his blood from spurting out, while frantically invading his consciousness.

The man's consciousness desperately resisted and fought fiercely with him.

The scholar noticed that the footsteps of the man behind him had stopped, and he felt a little puzzled, so he turned around and held the lantern to shine. Seeing his hideous face, beads of sweat from the winter ran straight out of his forehead, and he was so frightened that the lanterns were thrown away.

The lantern fell to the ground and lit. The firelight was reflected on the man's face from below, like a ghost.

The scholar screamed and ran away. A smoke ran more than ten feet away, as if he felt that it was a little unrighteous to escape like this, so he stopped again, hid his body behind a tree, carefully poked his head out, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Yan, you, how are you?" ”

The man was full of regret in his heart, where could he still take care of him.

It's really too careless, I underestimated the old demon's methods, and I couldn't imagine that not only did I cast a spell to get him to such a ghost place, but I also had a backhand.

When the scholar saw that he didn't answer, he panicked even more. I couldn't walk and go, I didn't dare to stay, I put on a posture of being ready to escape at any time, and I twisted my head and stared at the man nervously.

Suddenly, the winner is two points.

Although the man's cultivation is superb, after all, he is not good at divine sense, and he is not as good as Ye Feng's immortal realm Xuangong, which specializes in cultivating divine sense, and he was defeated and his soul was scattered.

In the eyes of the scholar, the man finally eased up again.

I saw him twist his body, make all kinds of strange postures, and play a set of extremely ugly boxing techniques with great interest, which was the military body punch that Ye Feng improvised after moving his hands and feet.

"Yan, Brother Yan?" The scholar asked tentatively.

This time he got a response: "Well, who's that, you come here." ”

Ye Feng's tone was gentle, and there seemed to be no malice.

The scholar mustered up his courage and slowly moved over: "Brother Yan, what happened to you just now, it was like hysteria, and it scared the little brother." ”

His behavior just now was a little uninteresting, and he felt the need to clear it up, so as not to evil him.

"Well, the old problem is committed, and the root of the disease that fell from the demon and the demon in the past."

Ye Feng got a satisfied body, went to heart disease, and was in a good mood. Thinking that you may bump into the man's acquaintances in the future, it is better to talk about the man's origin first, and it is always right to prepare more.

"You call me Brother Yan, then let me test you, do you know what my name is?"

"Brother Yan, Yan Daxia, stop playing, aren't you called Yan Chixia?"

"Yan, Yan Chixia?!"

Beard, Fu Seal, and touched the back again, a huge sword box, Xuanyuan Divine Sword! Ye Feng buzzed in his head, it's over, now I played Yan Chixia to death.

Thinking about it again, no, Yan Chixia is a fictional character of a novelist.

"Liao Zhai Zhiyi: Nie Xiaoqian" describes: "The scholar said that his surname is Yan, and the word is Chixia. Rather than suspect that he is a test-taker, and listen to his voice, it is not like Zhejiang. He said that he was a Qin person, and his language was very simple and sincere. ”

This Qin person is not a Qin person, but a person from Guanzhong, Shaanxi. To take the examination is to participate in the imperial examination, which germinated in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, was officially born in the period of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, and was really formed in the Tang Dynasty. Although the characters and time in the vast world are a bit chaotic, but the ages are so far apart, it is impossible for Yan Chixia to appear in the Qin Dynasty.

With a fluke in his heart, Ye Feng pretended to be casual and asked, "Your name won't be Ning Caichen." ”

Okay, if you like to play, I'll play with you, Ning Caichen straightened his clothes and bowed deeply: "Yan Daxia is invited, Xiaosheng Ning Caichen is polite." ”

Ye Feng ignored the banter in his tone, and had only one thought in his heart: "It's over, it's all messed up, what the hell is this." ”