But after a few more glances, he still chose to give up.

This military army is really not so easy to deal with. Even on the march, the armed forces maintained their military formations. As long as there is wind and grass, they can form an army at any time and fight with all their might.

Yan Fei is confident that he can take down the Wu army, but it is impossible to take it without injury and reduce consumption.

And now, he just needs to stay in shape.

In that case, he can't afford to lose something big.

His target is "Martial God" Pang Shiyuan. Before fighting Pang Shiyuan, he must not lose his combat power.

What's more, he can't guarantee that the news won't be leaked.

Therefore, he flew directly over the head of Wu Jun.

Ma Lan, who was on the march, suddenly felt a strong uneasiness, which made him feel uncomfortable. But he looked left and right, thought left and right, but he couldn't figure out where this uneasiness came from.

Just when he was on full alert and taking precautions, this uneasiness suddenly disappeared inexplicably, just as it came.

Ma Lan really didn't understand what was going on, and he could only laugh at himself if he was being remembered.

……

Dark clouds, strong winds, and heavy rain.

The rain, like the water of the heavenly river, covered the whole world, making people unable to see their fingers.

In this vast rain, a landscape painting is being washed by the rain and blown by the wind, drifting everywhere. It passed through the woods, the grass, the rocks, the flowing water, touched, rubbed, bumped into, rolled up to the ...... In a short period of time, it has been through hardships.

The strange thing is that after going through so many tribulations, this landscape painting has not been damaged in the slightest.

Despite being as thin as a cicada's wings, it looks almost transparent after being soaked in rainwater. It's as if a little wind, a little rain, can tear it apart. But it is weak, but it has the most tenacious body. The grass, trees, mountains and rocks can't help it, and the wind and rain can't help it, so it stumbles and bumps everywhere all the way, but it can be intact.

This tenacious landscape painting is certainly not an ordinary landscape painting.

It is the treasure map of mountains and rivers that made Pang Shiyuan deceived and automatically found death, and it is also the wonderful landscape painting where Pang Shiyuan's soul is hiding now.

The drizzle is good, and it can rain him for a few months, and the dampness that lingers to the bones makes people want to wring out their bodies.

In contrast, the downpour is heavy, but it only needs to be carried for a while.

It's gone, it's gone.

In just half an hour, the heavy rain that poured down like a heavenly river had already passed.

Colorful rainbows are already hanging on the top of the mountain, the crystal rain is dripping on the grass and trees, and the mountains and rivers are rushing to their heart's content.

In this rushing landscape, landscape paintings are rushing away with the rushing water.

Cross mountain streams, wade through creeks, leap over waterfalls, and pass rivers......

It was dawn and it was dark again.

The moon is gone, and it is round again.

Autumn is gone, winter solstice is here.

……

Pang Shiyuan himself didn't know what kind of state he was in now.

After some hard work, he successfully contacted "himself" in the dream world. And that made him very excited, because it was really a milestone.

It's just that Pang Shiyuan soon found out that he was happy too early and too early.

He contacted "him", but found that he couldn't do anything.

He is just a soul without a body and can only live in landscape paintings. (To be continued.) )

PS: That's all for today.

I was so dizzy today that I didn't write anything. The story behind me was thought about a lot, written a lot, and deleted more.

The plot is in a twist and divergence. In order not to collapse, I tried to think about it......

6 chapters in arrears. Today's chapter is just reluctantly released for the sake of continuous improvement. Not a chapter!

Hehe, this tent is getting thicker and thicker.