Chapter 658, The Murmur in the Dream
I just bragged about myself, if my identity is exposed at this time, wouldn't I have to die on the spot?
Qin Feng looked to his side, hoping that someone would help him change the topic.
As a result, none of my family members can be trusted.
Qin An opened up some positions, looking like he wanted to clear up the relationship.
Father Qin also seemed to be afraid that his identity would be exposed, so he leaned against a big tree and pressed down the brim of his hat.
"Hey, after Lao Wang said this, I seem to feel this way, you quickly wipe off the stains on your face, let's see?"
For a while, Qin Feng was difficult to ride a tiger, but fortunately, the reader's brain was good, and he found the wording in a hurry: "When you go out to fight, you will inevitably have to be stained, and you are too lazy to wipe it."
As for the familiarity you said, isn't it normal, it must have been a few encounters during the martial arts drill. ”
"That's just as well." Several veterans glanced at each other, agreed with this statement, and did not continue to dwell on it.
The night breeze blows, the bonfires sway, and the noise gradually subsides.
The soldiers took turns to keep vigil, and their hearts began to fly.
They either looked in the direction of Fengtian City, or quietly took out the suicide note in their arms, looked at it and quickly took it back.
This eastward journey, there are many auspicious and few auspicious, and the soldiers have long expected it, and as soon as they arrived in the southern region, they encountered such a ghost trouble, which can only show that the danger this time is far beyond their expectations.
Qin Feng, who was leaning on the side of the boulder, saw this scene, and couldn't help but recall the poems of the previous life in his mind - drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people returned to fight in ancient times?
Only by experiencing it can we understand that the tragedy of war is far more cruel than those poems.
Sighing secretly, Qin Feng merged his divine consciousness into the Divine Sea and began to merge the life stars together.
If he was able to step into the realm of the three products before the big war came, he would definitely be able to play a greater role, so he naturally had to seize the time to cultivate.
I don't know how long it was, but the night was dark, and the stars in the sky radiated a clear light.
Those rays of brilliance were connected in a thread, and then gathered in one place, and a holy colorful horned white deer suddenly appeared.
The figure seemed to be standing on the bright moon, and the white deer looked down at the ring of fire on the mountainside, and looked at the Wuhou army who was either resting with his eyes closed or on alert.
In the end, his gaze fell on Qin Feng, who was leaning against the boulder and cultivating with his eyes closed, and his bright eyes seemed to be a little brighter.
Above the antlers, colorful light flowed, the breeze passed, and the hazy white mist pressed down on the rolling mountains.
When the soldiers who were on the vigil saw this scene, they were also accustomed to it, their vision was obscured, and they only wanted to cheer up the spirit of 120,000 points, but the eyelids fell for some reason, and all the soldiers only felt their heads groggy.
The white deer's four hooves ran in the night sky, but in a few moments, it turned into a phantom and came to Qin Feng's side.
Father Qin, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, looked at Qin Feng's location with some feeling, only to see the white mist hazy, but he didn't see anything else, and he couldn't help frowning.
However, the phantom of the white deer was entrenched, close to Qin Feng, and leaned the deer's head lightly on the latter's leg, looking serene.
At the same time, Qin Feng, who was cultivating, was surprised to find that the speed of the condensation of the life star suddenly increased greatly, far beyond the past!
"What's going on?" Qin Feng was puzzled, but he didn't waste this cultivation opportunity.
The night passed in a hurry, when the sun rose in the east and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the sky, and with the sound of the horn, all the soldiers opened their eyes and only felt refreshed.
"It's the first time I've slept so peacefully since I went out to fight."
"Who's to say it isn't."
At the front of the team, General Lieying shouted, and the military orders were conveyed backwards layer by layer, and the Wuhou army, which had rested all night, set off again and marched in the direction of Luowang City.
Rustling!
The white deer stood on top of a huge tree trunk, looking in the direction where the Wuhou army was heading, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
......
Hurrying during the day, unimpeded, even if you encounter a few demons that don't open your eyes, the strongest is only in the realm of five turns of robbery, and the soldiers can easily kill it.
At night, set up camp.
After dinner, Qin Feng and the others stood on the outermost part of the bonfire that could illuminate them, vigilant all around, it was their turn to keep vigil tonight.
The second brother looked at the surrounding scenery and suddenly let out a soft sigh.
Qin Feng asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Qin An didn't respond at the first time, and after confirming it several times, he said solemnly: "I have been to this place with my master." ”
"The sword madness predecessor took you to experience in the Southern Regions, this place is close to Huarong Dao, and it extends in all directions, so it's not surprising that you have been here."
"That's not the case, big brother, do you remember those two transcendent beings I told you?" Qin An said seriously.
The Colorful Horned White Deer and the Lord of the Swamp, Qin Feng was naturally impressed, after all, it was the existence of the transcendent realm, he reacted, his expression was solemn: "You mean, I met it here in the first place?" ”
Qin An nodded and pointed to the nearest mountain: "At that time, the lord of the swamp reached out from that mountain and grabbed the head of the black frog into it.
Big brother, look at that place, the mountain rock is sunken downward, and it was smashed out by the head of a black frog. ”
Qin Feng and Father Qin on the side looked at it, and really saw an unnatural huge hole.
The surface of the pit was marked with pitch black, blood stains that had long since dried!
Father Qin immediately released the qi machine to perceive, and after a while, he said lightly: "There is no powerful aura sensed in this vicinity, maybe that existence has already left this place." ”
Hearing this, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief slightly.
The existence of the transcendent realm in this world is the gods, although they did not make a move against the second brother and the others at the beginning, but who knows what will happen when they meet again?
In that case, it is better not to meet as well......
The night is like water, and the stars are shining.
Father Qin said, "Wait for the two of you to rest, and I'll be in charge of the vigil." ”
Qin An shook his head: "When I was training with my master in the Southern Regions, I was already used to keeping vigil, and I just happened to be able to take this opportunity to adjust my internal breath and cultivate."
It's the eldest brother, the cultivation of the Wensheng Dao system, it is better to rest for a while, so as not to affect tomorrow's hurry. ”
When he said this, Father Qin and Qin An looked at Qin Feng together, and then showed a strange look.
The latter was already sitting cross-legged on the ground at some point, his eyes closed, his breathing evenly, apparently asleep.
"Big brother's efficiency, it's really fast......"
Qin Feng originally wanted to seize the time and attract his divine consciousness to merge into the Divine Sea for cultivation, but the moment he closed his eyes, fatigue hit him like a surging tide.
Before he knew it, he was in a dream.
The terrifying one-eyed reappeared, flashing by, and the murmur of "congenital ......" resounded in the ears.
He saw Garuda in the sky.
He saw the soldiers with desperate expressions.
He saw corpses strewn across the field, bleeding thousands of miles.
And he couldn't do anything but watch it all quietly, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
At this moment, the scene in the dream changed, and he seemed to be floating above the secluded water of the pool.
The ripples rippled, and a soft voice sounded, strange but extremely reassuring-
"Go to the mountains ahead, and seek the lord of the swamp......"
(End of chapter)