"Whew-" When he woke up, Wan Xiao only felt refreshed and happy like a fairy, but the fly in the ointment was that his stomach was still a little hungry.

Thinking of this, Wan Xiao turned over and sat up, and then realized that it seemed that he could eat first and then sleep last night! Wan Xiao patted his head in annoyance, thinking that it was his own decision-making mistake.

But now it's not too late, Wan Xiao quickly took out the guy he was eating from the spatial ring, firewood, stands, and spices were all available. Immediately afterwards, Wan Xiao took out the extra-long fish from the spatial ring, lowered the position of the belly, and cut a large piece of it carefully. He took a wooden stick that had already been sharpened and strung it, and then lit it with flint on the firewood, and the whole process was smooth and smooth, without a little mud and water.

"Ah, what an idiot I'm in!" An exclamation came from Wan Xiao's mouth, why is this? Because at this time, the entrance of the cave that was not big was filled with smoke, and it immediately became a "fairy-like" hole. The outside is blocked by stones and the wind is impermeable, so Wan Xiao was choked with tears at this time, found a wet cloth to cover his mouth and nose, held his breath, and Wan Xiao kicked the stone blocked by the hole and flew out.

Wan Xiao himself hurriedly ran out of the cave and took a deep breath of fresh air. Suddenly he remembered that the breakfast he seemed to be eating was still baking, and he hurriedly turned back and rescued his "food". But when Wan Xiao picked up the belly of the fish that was being torn by the flames, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it had not been roasted, and the fish meat still exuded a crystal light, and he knew at a glance that it was not an extraordinary meat. Wan Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and thought to himself: Fortunately, this is the beast meat of a sound beast, and ordinary fire can't help this meat, even if it is dead.

"By the way, Lao Tzu also uses the power of sound prints!" Thinking of this, Wan Xiao injected a trace of cyan sound stripe power into the pyre. Something surprising to him happened, the originally small flame suddenly jumped three feet high, almost burning his hair, which surprised him, and he thought to himself that this attribute could not be the wind element, right? After all, he knew that wind could help the fire.

Yunnan in his hand rose up at a speed visible to the naked eye in this flame, and the green smoke proved that such a flame was still possible, but the outer school had some difficult things again, this meal had to be a little warped, otherwise he was not good at adding spices, and the outer school would be uncomfortable to take it out of the flames, this time he injected a large amount of sound pattern power into the flames, supplemented by mental power control. The miraculous thing happened, the flames that jumped more than three feet high had begun to grow smaller according to his thoughts.

After a few breaths, the flames eventually shrunk to the size they had imagined. And the temperature of the flame is also comparable to the one just now, Wan smiled and began to roast his "fish belly", his slogan is: Seasoning is indispensable, delicious as soon as you eat it!

After dozens of breaths, Wan Xiao felt that it was almost roasted, and the fragrance of meat spread at the mouth of this cave. Let Wan Xiao hurriedly extinguish the firewood, and after it cooled for a while, he began to feast, it was really a mouthful, delicious grilled fish!

After eating the grilled fish belly, Wan Xiao felt that his eyes were brightened and his spirits were excited. I simply cleaned up my things and filled some leftover garbage into the soil. He left the "nest" where he had spent the night in high spirits and continued to walk eastward.

After walking east for about a quarter of an hour, a somewhat tall hill appeared in front of him, and Wan Xiao saw that there were no paths on either side, so he geared up and began to climb the mountain.

Let's say it's a hill, because it's very desolate, the height is not high, and the first feeling for Wan Xiao is a very eerie sense of immediacy, which makes him want to leave this place quickly. But Wan Xiao is not afraid, now he can win as long as he is not a beast in the sound master realm, and most of the powerful sound beasts have already gone to the mountains to celebrate his birthday. The rest are all millet shrimp, nothing to fear, of course, yesterday's donkey was an accident......

Wan Xiao raised his speed slightly, he wanted to run out of this sound beast forest as soon as possible. Anyway, it's good to be able to hurry. After all, he seems to have gotten the first stop of Qian Shiyuan's division - to go to the grave. If you delay time, you will suffer in the end.

At the same time, Wan Xiao's spiritual power was fully opened, and he obviously felt that the effect of this spiritual detection was much better than yesterday. But in fact, he himself knew in his heart that if it was a sound beast or a sound master two levels higher than him, he would be able to approach him without knowing it, and killing him would be like a joke.

Of course, that was a suppression of strength, and if he really met those high-level sound beasts, he could only wait for death on the spot. But he knew that he should have Qian Shiyuan's protection by his side at this time, at least his life should not be in danger. Thinking like this, Wanxiao is more determined to walk, and with backing, he is not afraid!

Walking on this slightly rugged mountain road, Wan Xiao couldn't help but feel an urge to shout loudly and heroically. But the reason in his mind suppressed this inexplicable impulse, after all, although there was no sound beast to attack him, he didn't need to be so high-profile. In desperation, I had to secretly conjure up a small poem out of thin air:

Laughing and walking in the barren mountains, reciting the angry cry,

Helpless, the mountains are quiet, and the birds in the forest are frightened.

Wan Xiao kept chanting this little poem repeatedly, secretly admiring his talent and comparability with a writer, and his walking steps couldn't help but become more brisk, adding a bit of fun to his ordinary life.

On both sides were dead trees, many of which were old and cracked, and there were some strange-shaped rocks on the ground. Half-naked or fully exposed on the ground from time to time, the white clouds in the sky are scattered leisurely, and Wan Xiao seems to have a feeling of picking clouds day by day, at his fingertips. Although it was not as thrilling as yesterday, he still enjoyed the leisurely time.

"I'm ......" An unfinished scream came from Wan Xiao's mouth, Wan Xiao's face was full of hideousness at this time, and a purple vine full of spikes was wrapped around his foot.

It actually passed directly through Wan Xiao's Xuanwu shield, wrapped around Wan Xiao's right foot, and pierced the thorn into the flesh, and got closer and closer, it should have wanted to cut off Wan Xiao's right foot!

"Damn, a flower dares to bully Lao Tzu, looking for death!" The joke was taken away by this sudden attack, and directly summoned the Eternal Hammer towards the purple vine hammer, which made Wan Xiao slightly stunned. The vine grew wildly in a few breaths, and it wrapped around his Eternal Hammer. This made Wan Xiao a little panicked, couldn't even his Eternal Hammer deal with this vine?

But what made Wan Xiao feel a little relieved was that as soon as this vine wrapped around his Eternal Hammer, it was quickly bounced away. This made Wan Xiao have a trace of confidence in his heart, thinking that the level of this thing should not be high.

"Whew-" A sound wave mixed with a mental shock rushed towards the source of the vine, and the vine wrapped around his right foot also stiffened for a moment. Wan Xiao slammed the vine connected to his right foot with a hammer, and then he broke away, jumped to the side of the rock and stood still, the ancient hammer in his hand was withdrawn by Wan Xiao, but there was an extra pair of silver spears with red silk hanging in his hand, this was the first time Wan Xiao changed his weapon.

"Silver armor gun, the best sound device of the human level, the only characteristic of the weapon: sharp!" Wan Xiao poured the power of cyan sound into this silver spear, and a feeling of arm-like thought welled up in his heart.

Wan Xiao didn't just practice hammers when he was a child, but also practiced spears and many other weapons, among which his favorite is this spear, which was tailor-made for him by his father when he was a child, and the sound instrument that could break through to the ground level in one step is immeasurable. Even my mother at the time thought it was too wasteful, after all, the price was there. Of course, Wan Xiao didn't disappoint them, and he also played for a while every day, but his strength didn't improve much, but he did a lot of marksmanship.

"The gun is the dragon in the weapon, there are splits, forks, pokes, stabs, blocking and other uses, and the moves are subtle and ......" Wan Xiao remembered this passage in his heart, holding a spear in his hand, Wan Xiao had a kind of courage that he could not deserve, and it was effortless to deal with the little shrimp in front of him.

Thinking like this, Wan Xiao directly stabbed forward with a spear, aiming directly at the mother body of the vine. The Xuanwu Shield Phantom Trace on his body opened instantly, and for a while, the vines couldn't keep up with his speed, but they just pounced on the afterimage of Wan Xiao.

Wan Xiao sneered, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, can you plants catch up with me at the same speed as flying? At the same time, Wan Xiao's heart also dispelled the idea of escaping, because he clearly saw that the trees not far from him were crawling with such vines, and he was afraid that Wan Xiao would escape.

"Die!" Wan laughed and roared, stabbing towards the mother vine. He was already close to this place, and all the vines that had just intercepted him had not been able to stop him for even a second. This mother vine is very thick, and the thorns on her body are also full of thorns all over her body, like a soldier on the front line.

Wan Xiao doesn't care if it's beautiful or ugly, he stabs directly at the rhizome under it, this is its weakness, without this root to remotely command, this so-called "vine array" is also self-defeating.

But what made Wan Xiao's brows frown was that he couldn't pierce the skin of the mother vine, but only left a series of wounds, which made the mother vine even more crazy, and waved the whip at Wan Xiao's body regardless of the cost, under this dense whip shadow, Wan Xiao's face also changed, and the effect of the phantom trace step-Ben Thunder was maximized, but even then, Wan Xiao was also whipped a few times, and they were all blocked by Wan Xiao's Xuanwu shield.

This made Wan Xiao very confused, just now this vine ignored its own shield, why is it useless? It's really strange, but he didn't think about it so much, it is estimated that this has the same restrictions on the use of his immortal golden body!

Wan Xiao kept dodging, and the gun in his hand was also stabbing at the wooden vine one after another, but these were not painful for the mother vine.