。 "Big Ash, did Yelian use any means against you?" "What does the young master mean?"

"It's torture, such as candles, leather whips...... Ahem, seals and so on. ”

"No, absolutely not. ”

"Uh, what about her?"

"Very good...... Uh, no, just so-so. ”

"What do you mean by average?"

"She threw away the god, so it's average. ”

"What if you don't throw it away?"

"Don't throw ...... It is also general not to throw it away. ”

"Is this weishenme again?"

"Because, she can't compare to you, young master, of course, it's average. ”

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"Big Ash, you're fat. ”

"Yes? uh...... Eat a little more......"

"What have you eaten?"

"Eat everything, abalone, bird's nest, Wang Ba Lao turtle, oops, there are too many, in short, you can eat whatever you want, and you can eat as much as you want......"

"If she gives you food, you will eat it? What about the temperament and dignity?"

"Yes, weishenme doesn't eat......? What does it have to do with eating?"

“...... Pretty good food, right?"

"Ahem, hi, hi, so-so, so-so. ”

"What have you done besides eating?"

"And drinking, sleeping, ......"

“...... And then?"

"And then?

"Nothing else but eating, drinking, and sleeping?"

"No, what else do you have to eat, drink, and sleep?"

"Don't you cultivate? Don't you breathe through the wind? Don't you see what Yelian has done......? Looking for a few female donkeys?"

"This ...... It doesn't seem like there's any. To make a statement, this god is noble, how can he be in the company of a female donkey...... If you have a handsome little mare, you can also consider it. ”

“......”

"It's strange to say, weishenme wants to sleep when he eats it, and he wants to eat when he wakes up?"

“...... She drugged you!"

"What kind of medicine?"

"Medicine!"

“...... This, I really don't know. ”

"That's it, I kind of understand, Yelian is really good to you, you are fat and strong. ”

"yes, yes. She still sleeps with me!"

"What!"

"Uh, no, no, I mean, she sleeps with me. ”

“......”

"Still not right, I really mean,. She asked me to sleep with her...... Ahem. Why don't you understand......"

"Forget it, don't talk about it. ”

"Don't say it? how can you not say it, I suddenly figured it out, stinky girls did it on purpose. It's going to hurt me!"

"Got it now?"

"yes, I see. She let me eat so many good things and threw me away, and I didn't have anything to eat by the young master's side in the future, how should I live...... Oops!"

Thirteen Lang smacked hard on its fat ass and cursed.

"Idiot. Shut up!"

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The yellow sky, the brown earth, and the vague gas wafting around it, seemed to be flickering ghosts.

It should be midnight, the sky is cold, but no snow is falling, and there is a crescent moon hanging in the sky, which is not bright, but has a hint of orange.

Jusan Lang was not in a hurry. Trying to explore the surroundings with his divine thoughts, he found that the demonic environment still suppressed his divine thoughts, and with his current cultivation, he was far less than climbing high and looking far away.

So he found a raised hillside and looked around.

Dual cultivation of the Dharma body. Thirteen Lang's eyesight is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and more importantly, Liao Xiangmei learned the news of Ziyi from the dean, and he didn't know that Weishenme had passed on a magical power called Lingxi Method. Eyesight is even better.

When it comes to supernatural powers, to be honest, Thirteen Lang really doesn't have much interest. There are too many things he has to learn and refine, and all of them are extremely powerful; ordinary supernatural treasures, how can they get into his eyes, although he knows that the new dean's shot must be extraordinary, but at this stage, Thirteen Lang's primary consideration is to improve his combat power, and he really can't think about seeing through the illusion and destroying the void. ...,

His situation is too special, one is not afraid of illusions and two is not afraid of invisible ghosts, the spirit rhino law needs to be cultivated to an extremely high and profound realm before it can break through the void, Thirteen Lang calculated, and felt that the distance from that demand was afraid of light years, so he was a little embarrassed to lift his spirit.

"Practicality comes first, and ease of use comes second. ”

This is the standard that Thirteen Lang has set for himself, if it weren't for the dean who scolded him after hearing it, I'm afraid he would really throw it aside, and he wouldn't even practice the introductory mental method.

Unexpectedly, when he just entered the outer realm, the first thing he used was this magic power that he didn't value the most, and I have to say that Thirteen Lang's eyes were different, and he slapped himself hard.

"Be humble and keep in mind the truth that art is not pressing. ”

Telling himself in his heart, Thirteen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the sad and self-pitying ash and carefully examined the surroundings.

The traction spirit rune has already been tried, no need to ask, there is no reaction at all, the map in the jade slip has also lost its effect, it seems that he has fallen into the situation that the dean fears the most, and he is alone and does not transmit to some unknown place. Shisanlang didn't know where he was, how far away he was from the home team, whether there was any continent or ocean across it.

To put it more seriously, he may not be able to go back.

There is no regret, and there is nothing to be angry about, thinking back, Thirteen Lang had some admiration for Yelian. Such a trick was not only a sore spot for him, but also brought the least trouble to herself.

"I still have to live my life!"

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......

This is a desert, or the Gobi, the terrain is not flat, but there are no peaks, the slightly undulating slopes and mountains can not block his gaze, by the dim but still bright moonlight, the surrounding area of dozens of miles is vivid, as in front of him,.

There are no people, and there are no powerful demon beasts, some unknown demon insects and night haunts, from time to time to stage a good show of hunting and hunting, and let out a few wails and singing.

The feeling of loneliness and loneliness arises spontaneously, as if there is only one person left on shijie, uh...... There was also a donkey who woke up from a dream after eating, sleeping, and eating.

"At least it's safer. ”

Thirteen Lang comforted himself, looked around, chose a hidden place, and waved his hand to call the big ash.

"What are you doing, young master?" asked Kui Shen, who ran over to him.

"Come and dig a hole. Thirteen Lang replied lightly.

"It's cold, the ground is too hard!" Da Ash was actually a little moved in his heart, and he didn't dare to talk back, so he asked anxiously.

"Exercise. Weight loss. ”

“...... I'm hungry. ”

Thirteen Lang looked at it coldly and said, "Don't think about it, you have to lose weight...... A third of the way goes. ”

"Don't!" Ash howled.

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Ten days later, a cave opened somewhere on the hillside, and the refreshed Thirteen Lang rode away on the same refreshed ash with a mouth but kept nagging. Officially embark on a journey to the outer lands.

His idea was simple. At the very least, you must see the person first, whether it is coercion or courtesy, and then make a decision after inquiry. Before that, he didn't even have to fly. Instead, he rode the big gray to cultivate steadily, and worked hard to deepen his understanding of demonic energy.

Ten days in the cave mansion were not in vain, and Thirteen Lang gradually found some tricks, made a detailed study of the influence of demonic energy, and made plans for the future cultivation path. Most importantly. He found that it was not that the demonic qi could not be transformed into cultivation, but the way was a little strange and the speed was relatively slow.

"Take your time, running blindly may not be useful, who knows if the direction is the opposite. ”

Knowing that this is one of the benefits brought by the seal, Thirteen Lang rode on a donkey without raising the whip, not only did he not show panic and fear, but he was a little leisurely.

In fact, in his current situation. There's really no need to worry too much. You can cultivate, not appear as a monk, if you walk on the ground with the strength of a martial spirit and worry about life and death, the outer realm can no longer be called the outer realm, it should be called hell. ...,

"Young Master. Where to go. Big Gray asked, his eyes blank.

Shisanlang thought for a moment and said, "To the south." ”

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Walked for more than ten days, with a big gray foot. Although he didn't run with all his strength, he traveled nearly 10,000 miles, and he still couldn't see people. The rate of warming around is extremely slow. Although the ground is not as desolate as when he first entered, the vegetation and trees are still rare, and Thirteen Lang is not in a hurry, but the big ash can no longer bear it, and gradually accelerates his pace.

The desolation and magnificence of the desert have long been seen, and all the things that should be said have been said.

After walking for another ten days, the green in his eyes began to increase, and the surrounding demonic power became richer, and wisps of mist-like gas floated everywhere in the air, and the roars of demon beasts could often be heard in his ears, and even some bold or hungry demon beasts were tempting to attack Shisanro.

These are all trivial things, but more importantly, Thirteen Lang finally found the traces of people.

Born in the mountains since he was a child, he is extremely familiar with everything in the wild, although the outer regions are different, the overall rules cannot be changed. Through some residues such as fires and feces, Jusan Lang judged that there must be traces of people in the day ahead, and the scale was not too small.

"It's supposed to be on the move. ”

Shisanlang thought about it and felt that it was more appropriate to deal with this kind of person, so he instructed Da Ash and said, "Don't run too fast, catch up." ”

Da Ash was stunned for a moment, thinking that the young master's speech was really interesting, and he couldn't catch up soon, but he didn't make it difficult to be a god.

Muttering in his heart, the four hooves of the donkey accelerated forward like the wind, and soon came to a mountain field. Thirteen Lang's expression moved slightly, and he motioned for Big Ash to stop and watch.

Across the not too dense jungle, a pond lies quietly, with the sound of insects chirping and the aquatic plants gently swinging, and there is nothing unusual to see.

After a while, there was a soft sound from the bushes inside, and out of the waves came a demon beast the size of a calf, with thick and short limbs, and a long snout like a pig, with a glittering fur and a long snout, and went straight to the pond.

Whether it is a spirit beast, a demon beast or a demon beast, diet is an indispensable thing, this demon beast is still of a low rank, and the demand for food is even stronger.

It seemed to have just eaten, and its fanged mouth was covered with blood, ready to rehydrate.

Coming to the pond with a familiar car, the fierce eyes of the demon beast glanced around, and then lowered his head and buried his long kiss in the water, ready to drink.

At this moment, the water splashed, and a sturdy man with a sturdy body covered with unknown juice rose silently from among the water and grass, holding a swarthy broken blade in his hand and rushing to the back of the demon beast, hugging its neck and stabbing it with a knife.

Lightning-fast!

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