"I'm going to my father!"

Just when Li Meng thought that something big was going to happen and he would die in this desert, the rain fell.

Heavy raindrops fell violently on the sand, and the dark sky was about to collapse. Thunder and lightning flashed, and the wind and rain were fierce, as if they were about to engulf the entire universe.

But rain is rain, and for Li Meng's water spirit root, it is not only harmless, but also life-saving water.

Li Meng opened his mouth and drank the water in a big gulp. It's really sweet.

In the past two days, he has been chased and killed by demon beasts, eat, he can eat Bigu Dan, and even eat raw meat, but he can't do anything about it.

Although the water spirit root could gather water in the air, but the demon beast group was constantly chasing and killing him, and it was impossible for him to stop and gather water.

There are not many water molecules in the desert, and there is no way to stop. Before a drop of water gathered, it dissipated.

Now that there was water, he gulped it down and took off his clothes. Take the opportunity to put on a new one and get rid of the smell of blood from your body.

After changing into new clothes, Li Meng went directly in the rain, and only when he was out of the range of smell of the desert demon beast could he be called truly safe.

Li Meng ran wildly all the way for most of the day, and the whole person ran out of the range of Lei Cumulus before he stopped.

Constantly gasping for breath, he regained his strength and mind. From the sound of isolated gasps, he became steady, and then steady, and soon grew long, almost nine breaths a minute.

The changes in his body all show that Li Meng is a lot stronger. As for how strong he is, he doesn't have a standard for himself. He only knew that the continuous killing along the way had almost completely forced out his potential.

The desert demon beast did not chase after him, Li Meng had just breathed a sigh of relief, and an extremely loud whistle whistled up, and then a white metallic light rushed out from the distant horizon.

Li Meng quickly determined that the whistle and whistling sound were artificial. At this time, he had already lost his way in the Falling Thunder Desert, and when he met someone, where would he miss it, so he hurried to the place where the white light was shining.

About half an hour later, Li Meng came to a desert oasis.

There were not only people here, but also a large area of tent-like buildings. In the encirclement of this tent there were horses and camels.

Okay, great! Finally someone.

Li Meng walked over directly.

This is really good luck! Isn't it? If he doesn't meet people, Li Meng doesn't know when he will be able to get out of this desert.

If you are surrounded by a group of demon beasts again, it is not impossible to fall in this desert.

Several soldiers guarded around this temporary building package, in Li Meng's opinion, the cultivation of these guards was extremely poor, and the highest one was just an ordinary martial artist, and there was no aura fluctuation on his body. At best, it's just a bit of a fierce murderous aura.

Li Meng has tasted the danger of this desert. Li Meng believed that as long as a demon beast appeared here, it would be enough to kill them all. Is this a familiar way? a professional desert person?

Li Meng thought about it, took out a gun, carried it behind his back, and then lowered his cultivation to the level of a martial artist.

He didn't want to get into trouble, he just wanted to get out of this desert and let them take him out.

Therefore, Li Meng's steps have changed, no longer floating lightly on the water, but sinking heavily into the sand, and the strength of each foot is more like that of an ordinary person than a monk.

As soon as Li Meng approached them, he was discovered by them.

One of the figures, dressed in a bright light helmet, with two of his subordinates, quickly came towards Li Meng.

"A few friends, who accidentally got lost here, are thirsty and hungry, and want to borrow a place to rest for a while. Without waiting for them to ask, Li Meng stepped forward and greeted politely with a fist.

Li Meng's speech and demeanor, or tone and demeanor, all looked like a mortal warrior, not a monk.

However, the two guards behind the man immediately held guns and became vigilant.

Li Meng didn't know what he was doing wrong, but he saw their hostility, so Li Meng said, "If it's inconvenient, give me some water and leave below." ”

Li Meng didn't know what was going on here, but he really didn't want to cause trouble, and it was good to leave with them, but if they didn't want to, Li Meng could also follow them from a distance and leave the desert.

His spiritual sense is extremely far away, and it is difficult to lose it.

However, the man in the bright helmet raised his hand, asked the soldiers behind him to let down his guard, and sent a soldier to the center of the camp before saying to Li Meng: "Brother Tai, please stay." This is the residence of our king, and if you want to enter, you must get a reward. ”

Wang Yuan?

If it was the first time to cross, facing a "king", Li Meng might still be excited. However, when he knew that the city customs dynasty was nothing more than a puppet of the Xiuzhen Mountain Gate, the city customs were not in Li Meng's eyes.

As the so-called Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban.

When a person is at a different level, the world is no longer the same as him.

"Oh, in that case, I'll go and rest in another place. ”

It's bland and calm. There is no king or not, he has no intention of seeing it.

When a "king" loses the power in his body, he has no ability to kill and kill. They're just a man with a nose and two eyes.

If he had grown two heads, Li Meng might have taken a look out of curiosity.

Now, looking at their vigilance, it is clear that they are careful of something. Li Meng didn't plan to join in the fun.

However, he didn't plan to join in the fun, the man in the bright light helmet saw that Li Meng was leaving, and quickly stopped in front of Li Meng, "Friend, please stop, you can't leave here until you find out where you come from." ”

Li Meng raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "What, is this place your fault? I passed by here, and if you don't give me water to drink, it doesn't matter, and you still want to rob me?"

The man in the bright light helmet was about to say something, but a deep voice came from the king's tent in the center. "The king has decreed, since you are here, come in!"

Just by listening to the voice, you know that this is a monk from the Xuanye period.

Sure enough, the more you don't want to get into trouble, the more trouble you have. This voice alone, if Li Meng was not a monk, would have been injured and vomited blood.

Helpless, Li Meng had no choice but to go in with them.

It's not that Li Meng can't beat him, he fought with the White Tigers for his life during the Qi Gathering Period, how could he be afraid of a few Xuanye monks.

It's just that in the desert, he walked for a month, and he fought and killed for a whole month, he really had enough, and he was tired of fighting. He just wanted to get a good rest and had no intention of fighting anyone.

Seeing that Li Meng did not leave, Mingguang Helmet said to Li Meng: "Brother Tai, come in with me!"

They followed one after the other, watching Li Meng, as if they were worried that Li Meng had run away and would not be able to fulfill the king's order.