The shopkeeper sat on a horse-drawn carriage-like flying spirit weapon and glided on the desert like a sleigh gliding on the snow, but in fact the speed was not much slower than flying in the sky. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info his fat hand still holds the little red clay teapot, as if he won't put down this little object for anything, it's really as important as his hand.

Looking at the boundless scenery of the desert from afar, the shopkeeper's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and he lay down on the mink behind him a little comfortably, took a sip of hot tea, and said: "This old fox, where did you get the jade spirit boat, it looks so dazzling, but it is in line with his consistent temperament. ”

The shopkeeper looked up at the white jade flying boat in the upper right and said, "Like his face, white and pure." ”

The shopkeeper laughed loudly, almost squirting out the tea he had just drunk, and said, "That's right! This white-haired fox is really a face-saving man!"

"Flying so blatantly in the air is really a live target. The Ling family's chaotic arrows went up, and it was estimated that half of them fell like local chickens. ”

"He's a target, why aren't we his targets? That old fox likes the feeling of being on top, so let him be on top, and we'll be a restaurant owner, just walk honestly." ”

The shopkeeper took out a big iron kettle, added hot water to the shopkeeper just right, and said, "It seems that later, we will move our muscles and bones." The Ling family's falcon had picked up his knife. If I remember correctly, the last time he took a knife was thirteen years ago, but I didn't expect that he had been the head of the Ling family for thirteen years. ”

After taking a big sip of hot tea, the shopkeeper said: "That falcon has been hidden for so many years, and this time it spreads its wings, I don't know how high it will fly." ”

Dian Xiaoer's eyes became sharper, and after passing through the infinite distance, he saw a figure and said: "No matter how strong the eagle is, it has not spread its wings for many years, and it is a little rusty after all. ”

"Would you like to compare yourself to that falcon?" asked the shopkeeper with interest.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the shopkeeper said: "I have killed all the pigs, cattle and sheep, even the falcon, and I have never killed them." I don't know if I can kill it. ”

"Do you think that if the guy can slash him, you will be able to kill him? You still stand behind me, if the restaurant is missing a little second like you, it will be my biggest loss. ”

"Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper is still always hurting. ”

Ignoring the shopkeeper's praise, the shopkeeper's face became a little serious, and he said, "This falcon has long surpassed me and the old fox." Judging from his current posture, he plans to swallow our restaurant later, and slaughter the old fox by the way. ”

Hearing the shopkeeper say this, the shopkeeper put away his arrogance and remained silent. The shopkeeper's words were almost never missed, and he was convinced, so he let go of the idea of giving Ling Qian a try.

"But it's a pity for Wang Shi, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to let him hang up that bell in the future. Waiting for another suitable person, I don't know when it will be. ”

It is already a fact that Wang Shi will fall into the hands of the three major forces and become a piece of meat on the chopping block, and no one will doubt it.

The smile of the shopkeeper returned to his face, and he said very curiously: "Shopkeeper, you say, will Wang Shi escape this time like a few days ago?"

"He fled, no matter how you look at it, it's all our loss. So, this time we can't help him escape, we can only try to get him to our restaurant, and if we can't get it, you can grab it. ”

As if he had received a reward, the shopkeeper said, "Well, shopkeeper, look at it! I really want to see this Wang Shi, and I want to know if he can take a few tricks from me." ”

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Don't be careless, be careful of capsizing in the gutter." ”

The shopkeeper grinned and said, "The boat will not capsize, but there will be some fluctuations, which should be inevitable, after all, the dog is in a hurry to jump the wall, and the rabbit is in a hurry to bite." ”

Looking into the distance, the shopkeeper asked again, "Is the errand runner gone?"

"Leave early, at his pace, it should be time to get to the man. It's just that the other two families should have also sent an advance team and arrived there first. ”

If there was no accurate signal, it would be difficult for the people of Feihuang City to find there, and with the help of the representatives sent, they advanced almost straight, and with all their strength, they were naturally able to find Wang Shi in a very short time.

"In that case, let's have a cup of tea first. The shopkeeper took another sip of the hot tea and swallowed it, while the shopkeeper also used the big iron kettle to take the trouble to add tea just right.

The three major forces of Feihuang City were rapidly approaching the city under the desert, and some of them who were extremely fast had already arrived there. After being slightly taken aback, they began to dive in and explore.

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Cycle after cycle, there is no end to the spiritual power in the body.

Wang Shi had already fallen into a state where he only knew how to operate his spiritual power without stopping, and he didn't know anything else. It was as if I was asleep and couldn't wake up.

The spiritual power condensed from the hundreds of limbs and bones poured towards his starry sky, and the spiritual power stored in the meridians was scavenged by him over and over again, and was sent in a steady stream.

The relationship between the meridians and the starry sky is like the relationship between the blood vessels and the heart, which is a perfect cycle in itself, providing a steady stream of power. At this time, all the spiritual power shrank into the starry sky, and it was not enough to fill this starry sky at all. It's like a person's blood flowing backwards into the heart, and this kind of situation is something that Wang Shi's strong physique can withstand.

Almost all of the spiritual power entered the starry sky, turned into a mist, and drifted towards the starry sky above, very laborious, and very slow, but in the end it dissipated to the point that there was nothing left.

It is almost impossible for Qingyan to touch the starry sky, even if he touches the birds, it is impossible.

However, there was still a trace of spiritual power that could not be perceived, floating up and gathering into a star, making it brighter and brighter.

At this time, Wang Shi's consciousness had already melted into the starry sky, and he couldn't notice anything at all, and he didn't know that a star was lighting up. He could only mechanically urge the spiritual power in his body to supply it to the starry sky.

As Wang Shi guessed, it was a drop of water that lit up a star in the starry sky. At the beginning, the drop of water formed a protective film, and after the ghost army disappeared, it melted into his body.

It's just that it took three days for that drop of water to light a star, and now although he consciously absorbs it, it still takes a long time to light another star.

There was no spiritual power for Wang Shi to squander here, so he could only squeeze himself desperately, constantly squeezing out his spiritual power, and transporting it towards the unreachable starry sky, hoping to send a little more.

It's like piling up sand, as long as the base is large enough to make the sand pile a little bit higher. Only by constantly rushing upwards with huge spiritual power can we finally send a trace of spiritual power to light up the stars.

Constantly squeezing himself dry and concentrating his spiritual power in one place, Wang Shi's breath became more and more sluggish, and he couldn't even support his breathing and heartbeat, if his body wasn't strong enough, he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago.

And in the starry sky, another star is lit up, echoing another star in the distance.

This stage is about to be completed, but it still needs one last effort, and Wang Shi needs to rush again.

Searching all the meridians, gathering the spiritual power little by little, and finally converging into a Nu River, surging towards the starry sky, gradually becoming smaller, gradually turning into mist, and gradually disappearing......

And the last trace of water vapor seems to have finally reached that star.

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Twice fell into the illusion, there was no loss of spiritual power, and there was no damage to the body, but the spirit was drained away, and the whole person fell into a state of detachment, and he couldn't raise the strength to do anything at all, and it was a very difficult thing to sleep at this time.

However, Ning Yi still stood firmly behind Wang Shi, trying not to shake his body, and cheered up his spirit to be vigilant around him. It may be useless to do this kind of thing, but Ning Yi still has to do it.

Sometimes, knowing that the effort you are doing is not working, you will still do it. It can be said that it is unwilling, or it can be said that it is comforting itself, but after all, it is unwilling to live up to its own heart.

At this time, Wang Shi, like an old monk, turned into a sculpture, the spiritual pressure on his body is gradually shrinking, completely converging into the body, and the powerful vitality is also shrinking, as if a seed is growing in reverse, and has returned to a state of silence.

Not knowing what to do, and not conjecturing indiscriminately, Ning Yi could only wait quietly, taking care of Wang Shi and not letting him be disturbed in any way.

Amid the sound of the breeze blowing through the walls, the time became long and difficult.

Wang Shi's breath became weaker and weaker, and the whole person fell into silence, if there was not a little bit of breath left, it would make people think that he was really dead.

The long standing made the weak Ning tremble at first, and his whole face became without any blood, if it weren't for the black ash on his face, it would be absolutely pale like lime powder.

At this time, his legs obviously could no longer support the weight of his body, but Ning Yi was still persistent, his eyes did not have the slightest slackening, and he was still firm, searching for everything that would threaten Wang Shi.

A long time has passed, and Wang Shi still hasn't had the slightest reaction, his breath is like a filament, and it will not be broken, but it will always exist, proving that he is still alive. At the very least, his face is still normal ruddy, and there is no abnormality in his body, which can still make people feel at ease.

Suddenly, Ning Yi's gaze became sharp, gathered in a corner, and then immediately moved his legs like pieces of paper to block in front of Wang Shi.

At this time, a black shadow gradually emerged from the yellow sand.