Chu Zheng had a very fragrant dream.

He dreamed that he went to the Chunfeng Building that Song Chao said, and he had a beautiful sister holding him.

The feeling of warmth in his body gave him the urge to do something.

However, just as he was about to do something, he suddenly saw the sister's eyes.

It was a pair of cold, emotionless red glass eyes.

When he saw those eyes, he only felt as if he had been doused with ice water, and all his distractions had dissipated.

"Li Hongchen !!" Chu Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, and his body sat up suddenly.

He gasped heavily, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat the size of a soybean.

Chu Zheng raised his head, and what caught his eye was a bonfire with only Jupiter left.

But it was already dawn.

"What a nightmare to do it." Chu Zheng felt that he was shivering in his dreams.

This dream is a little too exciting.

How to make a spring dream, and dreamed of Li Hongchen, he was really afraid that the other party would kill him in his dream!

And at this moment, Chu Zheng was stunned for a moment and looked at the hand next to him.

He touched his fingers to the hay and felt a chill on it.

He raised his hand, looked into it, and found that he had a white skin on his hand.

This is a manifestation of the skin's deprivation of vitality.

Chu Zheng swallowed his saliva, and it seemed that when he was sleeping, Li Hongchen came out.

And, in the other person's posture, it seems that they are sleeping next to themselves.

What the hell is going on?

Chu Zheng gasped.

The fact that Li Hongchen could still come out really scared him.

Since Li Hongchen can come out, does it mean that the other party can leave his body at any time?

But why didn't the other party leave? Why not kill him?

After a pause, Chu Zheng stopped thinking about this matter.

Now he has too little information, and it is not convenient to speculate on Li Hongchen's action rules.

However, Chu Zheng had a feeling.

Li Hongchen didn't seem to have any hostility towards him.

"Is it a delusion?" The corners of Chu Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, he had already experienced three copies now.

The taboos encountered include zombies, wolves, embarrassment, Liu Yuan, and Li Hongchen.

There was not a single one of them who didn't want to kill him.

Yes, even after Li Hongchen entered his room, the other party wanted to kill him.

If it weren't for that Hanging Pill, he would already be dead.

Chu Zheng exhaled slightly and said to himself, "Wait a while." ”

Now he has not yet determined whether Li Hongchen is dangerous, so he does not dare to go home at all.

"Cultivate first." Chu Zheng felt that there was still a large piece of skin on his back without the slightest sensation, and he understood that after a night, the chill began to spread again.

As he cleared away his distracting thoughts and sank into his mind, his body shook violently.

"How so?" Chu Zheng opened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

Yesterday, the True Qi he cultivated had been used to ward off the chill behind him. And now, he found that in his dantian, there was a true qi.

Although this true qi is small, it is extremely pure, without the slightest impurity, giving him a feeling of commanding his arm.

"What's going on?" Chu Zheng muttered in a low voice.

And he found that the true qi in his dantian was not attracted by the chill in his back.

Then, Chu Zheng tried a few times and found that even if this true qi reached the position of the meridians behind him, it would still not be absorbed by the cold.

Seeing this, he already had some answers in his mind.

In this wilderness, except for himself, Li Hongchen is behind him.

Since he hasn't done anything, it must have been made by Li Hongchen.

Although Chu Zheng didn't understand why, he felt that it was a good thing.

Martial arts practice is to use the true qi of the dantian to extend into all meridians and polish the skin membrane. The purer the true qi, the better the polishing will be.

"Li Hongchen received my true qi. And the true qi she gave me will not be absorbed anymore, and it is very pure. Chu Zheng speculated in his heart.

Then, he closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.

Now that he has such good cultivation conditions, he naturally has to grasp it well.

It didn't take long for the aura to begin to converge from all around, into his body, into his meridians, and fused with the body's own blood and qi, becoming wisps of true qi.

And sure enough, as Chu Zheng thought, the true qi he cultivated was quickly absorbed by the chill in his back.

Chu Zheng felt that some sensations began to appear in some places on the skin on his back.

After an hour, Chu Zheng got up and started cooking on the fire.

Cultivation cannot be eaten as food, and even cultivation will consume one's own blood and energy.

If you don't eat, or if you eat meat, it is likely to cause your blood to dry up.

Then, Chu Zheng began to cook porridge.

Uh~uh~

Just then, a strange cry came from a distance.

The voice was not loud, but it made Chu Zheng listen to it squarely.

Chu Zheng was slightly stunned, and then his face immediately had joy.

This sound, which seems to be the sound of a deer, sounds very appetizing.

He looked around, but there was no deer.

That thing, it seems to be a little far away from here.

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng didn't care about the porridge that was still burning, lifted the iron piece, and slowly touched it in the direction of the deer's chirping.

After walking for a while, Chu Zheng found that a small deer was barking.

This deer doesn't look big, and its body length is only about seventy or eighty centimeters, which is much worse than the sika deer that Chu Zheng saw in his previous life.

"It's a muntjac." Chu Zheng was slightly stunned, and then licked his lips.

The muntjac is a deer that is smaller than the sika deer, and I heard that there were many of them in the mountains and forests in my previous life.

Chu Zheng felt that when he saw this muntjac, his stomach felt a little hungry.

Ever since he had been fleeing the famine for more than a month, he had a different craving for meat.

Then, Chu Zheng leaned down, hid his body by the terrain, and walked forward slowly.

At this time, he even had a feeling of being in a zombie temple, and he was very careful with every step, not wanting to cause any noise.

After a while, the muntjac seemed to notice something, stopped chirping, and his ears twitched slightly.

At this moment, Chu Zheng rushed out from behind the slope, like a hungry tiger pounced, and pressed on the muntjac's body.

"Uh~babble~uh! Creak! Belch!!! The muntjac let out a frightened cry and struggled.

However, its weight was too light, and its strength was much worse than Chu Zheng's, and it was pressed to the ground by Chu Zheng.

"Don't scream!" Chu Zheng slapped the muntjac in the face.

This muntjac screams, and it's really a bit infiltrating.

"Uh~Uh~Uh!!" The muntjac was slapped and screamed even harder, constantly struggling.

Chu Zheng was also a little speechless, he wasn't going to kill this muntjac now.

Because just now he suddenly wanted to try if Li Hongchen would hurt the muntjac if he put it by his side.

Then, Chu Zheng pressed the muntjac and took out the clothes inside him, using it as a simple rope to tie up the four hooves of the muntjac.

After tying up the muntjac, Chu Zheng paused for a moment and looked at the muntjac's buttocks.

He found that there was a penetrating wound on the muntjac's buttocks, and blood was constantly oozing.

This scar does not look like something has bitten it, and the wound is very neatly placed, as if it has been pierced by some sharp weapon.

Only then did Chu Zheng understand why this muntjac was called.