Others are night and day, but Buli has to be day and night, Buli feels like a shadow demon that only appears at night, and the night is his paradise. In this regard, Bu Li was indifferent, and Da Hei slept in the dark, and he didn't have time to think about it.

The days of cultivation are monotonous but outrageous. Ten days and nights passed in the stupor of the step away from the practice and the great darkness. In addition to intermittently changing soul stones, and taking out things and making a fool of Da Hei, it was Jiang Canyu who slipped around and changed a lot of soul stones. Bu Li didn't look carefully, and when Jiang Canyu left, he threw it into the storage bag.

Ten days of life, in the blink of an eye. Step away from the realm of rapid progress, in the Divine Relic Mountain Range, between life and death reached the first and second floors. In the past few days, the abundant soul power has directly turned the vines that have left the first order into a fifth-layer soul. This is also the result of the soul power of the vine itself surpassing the first-order desolate beast by a little, if it is an ordinary first-order desolate beast, Buli can get out of the customs two days earlier.

It has indeed become stronger, and it is moving away from the body. The friction between the muscle fibers gave way to each other, and I felt an indescribable toughness. There are also some changes in the way the force is transmitted, teleported, gathered, amplified, and this is the feeling of stepping away.

With a long roar, he took the horn longbow from his side, did not take an arrow, and his arms competed, and the longbow opened in response. The bow is like a full moon, the man is like a tiger, and under the fiery red rising sun, it is extremely powerful.

Da Hei was woken up by Bu Li, and in the past ten days, Da Hei felt that his whole body had rusted to death. He was even more hungry, opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Bu Li dissatisfied, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Bu Li was in a good mood, lit two cigarettes, threw one to Da Hei, squatted next to Da Hei and said, "I feel that the ATP high-energy phosphate bond in my body is crackling and breaking." ”

"Rub it! Da Hei didn't understand a word, and he laughed and scolded.

"I've advanced, I should have reached the first order of soul entry. And the soul power is quite abundant, so there is no need to save as much as before. Buli smoked a cigarette and said leisurely, "If you can, there will be a second tattooed beast soon." I'm thinking, if you are chased by Gu Huizi and have nowhere to hide, you will die directly, and you will be resurrected on me. Although you are not a desolate beast, with our friendship, we can't let you die like this. ”

Da Hei was scared by Bu Li's fat all over his body, and he wanted to scold Bu Li for two sentences, but then he thought of Gu Huizi, who was dressed in bright yellow clothes and had a fiery temperament, Da Hei lay down directly in worry, and his chin hit the ground, with a "bang".

"Don't worry, I'm here. Buli smiled and stood up and kicked Dahei.

"Let's go, go out and find something to eat. ”

Speaking of eating, Da Hei had a little spirit, finished his cigarette with Buli, and carefully followed Buli, hiding in Buli's shadow as much as possible, and refusing to say anything.

In the ten days of cultivation, there are some subtle changes in the amount of strength between the steps and gestures, and this change must be adapted and habitual. Otherwise, in hunting, it is almost life and death, and you can't be cautious. didn't continue to joke with Dahei, every time he took a step, he felt the change in the strength of his body, adjusting the distance of his steps.

This kind of control over one's own strength is sometimes even more important than the strength itself, and the small details in between it are not that they have been rolling between life and death in the mountains and forests for so long, and it is difficult to experience the three flavors.

Walking very slowly, looking from a distance, the steps are leisurely walking. It was the time when the sun was rising, and the outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect had already gotten up, and some of them were diligent, and the morning exercise had already ended. Buli leisurely is like an old man walking in the park with a dog, and he is out of place with the people around him.

Maybe Bu Li didn't want to, the arrogant people of the Soul Lan Continent only had endless negative emotions in Bu Li's heart. Although this emotion is constantly shrinking, Buli still subconsciously tries to stay away from them as much as possible.

casually grabbed a disciple from the outer sect of the Hate Mountain Sect, and asked politely, "May I ask this senior brother, where are we going to eat?"

That's a strange question. Coupled with the black bear behind Bu Li, whose eyes had turned green with hunger, the image of two huge rice buckets appeared in the minds of the outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect.

In the past few days, Bu Li's murder of the Wu brother's brother on that day has spread far and wide, and the disciples of the outer sect of the Hate Mountain Sect recognized that it was Bu Li, and they didn't want to communicate with Bu Li more, so they pointed to the east and said, "That's the place to eat." ”

Bu Li said thank you, and walked slowly with Dahei.

The outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect looked at Buli's figure with a big black behind Bu Li, and they were a little incomprehensible. It is said that it has been ten days, and this person doesn't have to eat? Or are you afraid that Wu Zongfei won't dare to come out to eat? I'm so scared that I dare to even eat, this person is really unproductive, and the remnants of Xishan are like this.

The room outside the Hating Mountain Sect is not big or small, in fact, Bu Li has already seen the smoke, even if he closes his eyes, Da Hei can find the room just by smelling the smell, and one person and one bear will clean the room. Bu Li just wanted to see the attitude of the outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect towards him, so he asked casually.

Sure enough, it's still like that, afraid of himself. It's okay, since we can't communicate on an equal footing, it's good for you to be afraid of me.

The room is right in front of him, and Da Hei has already smelled the fragrance wafting out of the room, and the steaming food seems to be right in front of him. On weekdays in the mountains and forests, Da Hei has long been accustomed to eating cooked food, and when he smells this smell, his index finger moves.

"Hey, pets can't enter the mountain gate, don't you know what to do?" A disciple of the outer sect of the Hate Mountain Sect was eating, and when he saw Buli walking in with a dirty black bear, he scolded directly. The outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect were wearing clothes made of fabric, and they were dressed in animal skins, looking like they were the relics of the West Mountain.

This sentence just came out casually, and the contempt for the Xishan Remnant Clan had been deeply integrated into the bones of all the people in the Soul Lan Continent. Immediately, the disciples of the outer sect of the Hate Mountain Sect immediately remembered that the Xishan Relict Clan who had recently entered the mountain gate was only one person, and his face immediately changed. Bu Li didn't say a word on the day, the hand crossbow was buckled, and the blood stains brought up by the crossbow arrows seemed to be still fluttering in front of him, and he just scolded Bu Li like this, will it ......

Thinking about it, the outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect turned pale, looked at Bu Li, and wanted to hide, but their bodies were no longer obedient.

"Uh...... I think I'm a tattoo hunter, and I should take it with a hunting pet. When I first came, I didn't know where to bathe the hunting pets, and I was offended. Bu Li was not angry, but said politely. Although the words are polite, the actions are not polite at all. Directly in the hall, I picked up a bucket of porridge and two bowls, brought a bowl of pickles, and pulled a stool through a wooden mound to sit down. Da Hei squatted beside Bu Li, and he couldn't wait for a long time.

Bu Li picked up the water basket in the porridge bucket, one bowl at a time, and two bowls of porridge appeared steamingly. grabbed two handfuls of pickles, sprinkled a handful in each of the porridge bowls of himself and Dahei, and wiped his hands on Dahei. Pick up the porridge bowl and stab it, and half a bowl of porridge will disappear. Da Hei was even more happy, the dog sat at the table, and the two bear paws picked up the porridge bowl and poured a bowl of porridge directly into their mouths.

"You slow down, it's too hot for easy esophageal cancer. Bu Li said vaguely, and a bowl of porridge disappeared.

Where does Da Hei have the time to say this, the loss of discipline is small, and starvation is big. Bowls of porridge disappeared in Bu Li and Da Hei's hands, and the huge porridge bucket soon bottomed out.

The two eyes of the outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect were round, looking at the situation of Buli and Da Hei eating alone, is this the reincarnation of two starving ghosts?

A bucket of porridge, just padded to the bottom. Buli put the empty bucket back, picked up the remaining porridge bucket, and came back with a basket of steaming steamed buns that had just come out of the pot.

I don't eat for three days, and I eat for three days. The days in the mountains and forests are so hard, and some of the food accumulated on weekdays is kept for Cai Xiaoxian in Buli and Dahei. If you can't catch the prey, the man will be hungry. Finally caught a hot meal, you don't have to do it yourself to eat the meal in your mouth, and you can't eat it yet?

Just as he was in the middle of a great day, a group of people walked in. The rough voice suddenly made the room a lot more lively, and at a glance, he knew that Lu Dao was a disciple of the outer sect of the Hate Mountain Sect who came to eat after the morning exercise.

"Damn, why don't you have a bite to eat?!" A man scolded, looking at the empty bucket.

Bu Li thought about it, it seems that he and Da Hei ate a bit too much, how can a bucket of porridge have to have twenty or thirty catties, just pour it in?

Two rice buckets, Bu Li just sighed, and saw that Da Hei had eaten one more steamed bun than himself, so he hurriedly grabbed one and bit it off. You can't be polite with Da Hei, if you are really polite to him, this dog will dare not leave you a mouthful. This truth is very high in the subconscious of Buli's knowledge and filling his stomach.

The dissatisfaction of the outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect, Bu Li acted as if he hadn't heard it, and he ate heartily with Da Hei, and he was extremely happy.

"Who is so unruly and came in with a desolate beast!" The outer disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect recognized Bu Li, looked around, there were many people, the fear of Bu Li disappeared in his heart, and he was hungry, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart, so he made a provocative speech.

"This is my pet, not a beast. Bu Li stuffed a mouthful of steamed buns and said vaguely. Before he could swallow it, he reached out to grab the last steamed bun. White-flour steamed buns, in the Xishan relics, can't be eaten once a year, and you can eat ten or twenty of them with an empty mouth. That sweet and silky sweetness is really a dream of it. Da Hei took advantage of the step away from speaking, and the bear's paw also stretched out to the last steamed bun.

Bu Li pointed his finger at Da Hei's thick bear paw and pushed Da Hei away, but he didn't expect Da Hei to lie directly on the table, and a huge head was directly pressed on the steamed bun.

Rub, this shit, sincerely don't want to let yourself eat. Bu Li scolded in his heart.

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