Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Sleeping Newcomer in Space

"Huh?"

From the state of thinking, slowly coming back to his senses, Wu He looked up at the fog around him, and there were pieces of grave bags, and suddenly countless question marks flew into his head.

But in an instant, Wu He reacted, and when he climbed up, he was full of joy.

He didn't know that he was in the misty space again......

Without any hesitation, Wu He directly jumped off the cart, the cart and the horse were brought in subconsciously when he entered the misty space, in fact, it itself does not exist, this matter Wu He had experimented with fish before, and the fish in reality were not affected.

Therefore, he didn't care about the horses around him, directly observed the direction of the tombstones around him, and then walked straight forward.

After some advancement, Wu He soon saw a figure with a faint mist all over his body in the faint fog.

But when Wu He walked in, he found that something was not quite right, because the figure in front of him was not the Wu He he expected.

Wu He would never admit his mistake, after all, Wu He's obvious gray hair and gray beast ears were simply not too obvious, and the Kuiba World had never had a so-called disguise technique that could hide the characteristics of the race.

Therefore, Wu He judged that this should be a newcomer who joined the misty space.

"Is it open every time there is a new person? It should be like this, at least Wu He seems to be the first time he opened himself, the second time I came, and the third time I came such a newcomer......"

After thinking about it, Wu He came to the back of the figure, stretched out his hand and patted the other party's shoulder.

"Hey~"

However, as soon as Wu He's hand touched the shoulder of the person in front of him, the other party was directly covered in a spirit, and with an elbow blow, he flew over as if he was stressed.

How can Wu He bear this grievance! The third-order martial arts he had just learned breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Wu He directly blocked the elbow blow with one hand, grabbed the opponent's throat with the other hand, and then directly pressed the knee of his right leg against the opponent's back, and directly gave the girl a knee fall, and directly threw him into a mess.

In this misty space, everything is fake, even death is just a dream, although Wu He and Wu He have not experimented with the corresponding things, but according to serious injuries, they can recover in the blink of an eye, and death is afraid that it will not appear here at all.

After bringing down this new newcomer, Wu He also began to look at the situation of the person in front of him.

The person in front of him is seven points similar to Wu He, but unlike Wu He, who has long hair, this guy has short broken hair, wears a casual suit, and seems to have a pair of glasses on his nose.

Seeing this situation, Wu He suddenly felt a little unbalanced in his mood, damn if he could, he also wanted to travel to modern society.

In modern society, there are mobile phones, computers, novels, anime, happy water, fried chicken......

If all these things could be realized in ancient society, where would Wu He have such muscles.

It's not that it's usually too boring, so I can only spend time practicing iron.

How can I say that I am carrying a load, it turns out that someone is enjoying my comfort......

And just when Wu He secretly felt unbalanced in his heart, a gray figure also broke through the fog and came to this area.

As soon as the figure appeared, he saw Wu He's ugly expression as if he had eaten Xiang, and he was slightly stunned.

"What's wrong, with an expression of eating Jacky Cheung?"

But then, the figure also saw the newcomer who was smashed to pieces on the ground, and Wu He thought of something similar, and his face suddenly looked a little unpleasant.

Nima can bear it if she suffers together, but if there is a current charge in the team, she will never be able to bear it!

Wu He and Wu He didn't say much, but their eyes already represented a lot.

"Hmmm! When you wait for training, you must definitely train this guy hard! You can't let this guy be so comfortable alone!! ”

Of course, although they were thinking about how to rectify the comfortable guy below in training, Wu He and Wu He didn't wait, they couldn't share their memories and strength, so they talked about their recent experiences.

The recent experiences of the two can be regarded as thrilling, Wu He was the first to speak, and he came up to express that he was in the face of Liang Zhi's multi-layered routines from self-confidence to weakness to almost despair, and finally the willows were bright.

Wu He can write novels, but the level of storytelling is average, he doesn't know what tone to use to express the mood of a certain moment, but his devotion makes a strange picture appear above his head, and Wu He is sluggish when he looks at it.

And Wu He didn't feel anything about this, until he finished speaking in one breath, he felt a little thirsty, and then he realized that Wu He's expression was wrong, so he turned his head and said suspiciously:

"What's wrong? Am I saying something wrong? ”

Seeing the picture above Wu He's head disappear, Wu He returned to normal, touched his chin, and said after a careful tone:

"It's a bit hard to explain, when you're engaged in storytelling, a screen appears above your head that shows your memory, which should be a subconscious product like the fish before you, and it disappears after you finish telling it......"

Hearing Wu He's description, Wu He raised his head with a puzzled expression, but he didn't see anything.

In this regard, Wu He touched his head in confusion, but in a blink of an eye, he looked at Wu He and said:

"Tell me what's going on over there, too? I'll see if anything like that appears above your head......"

Hearing this, Wu He also agreed, and also entered the state and began his speech.

Unlike Wu He, Wu He is obviously better at telling stories to people, and he is more engaged in telling stories, Wu He listened and brought it in, but after a while, Wu He's eyes widened.

Because as Wu He said, as the story enters the main topic, an illusory scene does appear above Wu He's head.

They could indeed read other people's memories in this way, and even Wu He observed them more carefully than Wu He, and Wu He could even read the tadpole-like words in Wu He's memory. That was the official font of the Divine Beast Kingdom of the Kuiba World.

Wu He subconsciously wrote this kind of text when he first explained, and vaguely, Wu He could also identify several corresponding characters such as Xuan Gu from it.

Suddenly, Wu He's spirit was invigorated.

Don't look at the difference between simple language and picture information relaying, it seems that it is just the gap between anime and fiction, but in the past few weeks, Wu He, who has tried to train alone, received systematic training from Xie Qian and Liang Bo, and trained without the teaching self-help system, is very clear about the difference between seeing and hearing.

"It seems that the expectation of space can be raised by another notch......"