After a while, Mengdie said: "Since you have been to many places, then you must have seen many people and many things, you say, is it really easy to forget a person?"

Xiang Nandao: "It's not easy. ”

Mengdie stopped talking again.

After a while, Xiang Nan saw that Mengdie was always silent, so he said goodbye and left.

As soon as Xiang Nan left, it was convenient for the oncoming big brother Fengyun to pass by, and the two nodded to each other, which was regarded as a greeting.

Na Fengyun walked outside the cave and very thoughtfully draped a short shirt over Mengdie's shoulders, which was on him (身 shēn) up to his waist, but on Mengdie (身 shēn) it hung down to the crook of his legs, which was very suitable.

Xiang Nan didn't look back, walked to the door of his room, pushed the door in.

"Why don't you fight for it?" said the big snake, "Maybe after you tell the truth, you can compete fairly with that Fengyun." ”

Xiang Nan laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Fighting, I'm very good at it, but I am a layman when it comes to feeling (情qíng). ”

"You know I'm a wandering person, what can I give her?"

The serpent sighed and stopped talking.

"Worm for her. Little Sparrow said.

Xiang Nan stroked the little finch's fluffy little head and said, "I really envy you, a bug, a gem, can make you satisfied." ”

It was already early in the morning of the next day, it was still dark, and there were still five or six hours before dawn.

Xiang Nan's dream path was remade, and he took out a martial saint beetle to absorb it.

If this one is counted, the dream body will absorb three, and it only takes two more days to absorb two more, and the realm of the dream body will reach the Shenwu Sevenfold.

There are a total of sixteen Martial Saint beetles, which can at most allow Xiang Nan to ascend to a triple small realm, from Shenwu Sixfold to Shenwu Ninefold, close to Martial Saint.

Xiang Nan never imagined that one day he would be able to really advance to the Martial Saint, that is, when he was Bai Muchen in his previous life, he would only reach the Creation Realm at most.

But when he was Bai Muchen, his realm was only this, but he seemed to have many, many things, he was the biggest star in the entire Southern Regions, the most proud disciple of Tianxuan Sect, and he could get almost everything he wanted.

I don't know why, in this life, as Xiang Nan, his realm has continued to improve, even far surpassing Bai Muchen at the beginning, but he still has nothing, and he feels as if he has lost more.

But why?

Two hours later, the Martial Saint Beetle was absorbed, and Xiang Nanjing waited for tomorrow's arrival.

At dawn, in the mountain range where the Northern Demon Clan was located, there was a sudden commotion.

Many of the Northern Demon Clans got up early.

There was a commotion and hurried footsteps outside the door.

Xiang Nan washed up briefly, and also went out to see the (hot) trouble, just in time to see the beautiful man rumbling past the door.

"Little brother, are you awake too? The beautiful man couldn't help but say, and pulled Xiang Nan away.

Xiang Nan didn't ask much, he knew his problem, and he would definitely be able to see it with his own eyes in a while.

The big snake said: "Don't forget, Xiang Nan boy, your illusion trick can only last for three days and three nights, and now one day and one night have passed." ”

"When the illusionary trick fails, it's possible that she'll recognize you. ”

Xiang Nanxin said: "Don't worry, I have a number." ”

After flying over the peak, a dense forest appeared in a mountain range in the basin, which still belonged to the territory of the Northern Hades Demon Clan.

The woods were strange, they weren't wooden, they looked more like sculptures of trees carved out of stone, but the leaves of the trees were green and full of life.

This kind of thing is not very common.

In the depths of the forest, tens of thousands of young people of the Northern Hades Demon Clan have formed a large circle.

The demon clans in the entire Dragon Valley are afraid that there are millions or even tens of millions, while the number of powerful demon clans in the first and second ranks is relatively small.

More of them are the third tier, as well as the lower grade demon clans.

The beautiful man (身shēn) is not bad, and he can directly pull Xiang Nan into the depths of the crowd and go directly to see it.

No matter how you say this, this rumbling is also a martial saint, no matter where the martial saint is placed, he is not considered a weak person.

In the clearing, there were only five people.

On one side is the "Big Brother Fengyun" of the Northern Hades Demon Clan, and the Dream Butterfly who is standing obediently next to him.

On the other side, there were three men with huge flame wings behind their backs, and Xiang Nan recognized them at a glance, these three were the Volcanic Wurm clan.

The person at the head is a man with a pen (quite tǐng), and his appearance and age look like he is in his early thirties, (quite tǐng) is young, but the realm is really not low, and he already has the triple of martial saints.

The Dragon Clan's Martial Saint Triple is no joke.

This person is also sword-eyed, and his appearance is not good, but he is slightly less handsome than Brother Fengyu.

However, this person gave Xiang Nan a feeling that he was standing there like a long sword with a pen (quite tǐng)!

"Sister Dream Butterfly. The wulong man said, "How about it, have you thought about it?" ”

The Demon Clan attaches great importance to the purity of the bloodline, with the exception of the Dragon Clan.

As he spoke, the man was very surprised, turned his head and glanced at Xiang Nan, he probably felt the three-point dragon body in Xiang Nan's body.

The so-called wurm, the purity of the dragon blood in the body is also different, and the purity of the dragon blood of some wurms is as high as seven or eighty, which is very close to the real dragon family.

However, some wurms are of low purity, and there are two or three percent.

Xiang Nan is considered to be a three-percent "Wulong human", and the man is as pure as "sixty percent", which is already very exaggerated.

As for the two wurm men who followed the man (身shēn), the purity of dragon blood was only about thirty percent, which was not much better than Xiang Nan.

Mengdie said, "Fire Dragon Prince, I hope you can give me three more days." ”

Prince? Xiang Nan thought thoughtfully.

Obviously, this wurm is not from the fire dragon clan at all, but a volcanic wurm, but Mengdie said this, obviously giving him a lot of face.

Sure enough, after the man heard the four words of the Fire Dragon Prince, his face softened slightly, and he said, "Sister Mengdie, you really don't have to be so hostile to me, it's not that I'm embarrassing you." ”

"In fact, I'm the only person in the Dragon Valley who is willing to help you Northern Demon Clan. ”

Mengdie's eyes drooped, and she said: "Mengdie knows, and she also remembers the dragon prince's (love qíng) points in her heart, but marriage is a major event in life, and Mengdie is really hard to decide." ”

Xiang Nan listened to the clouds, what is going on here?

That Fire Dragon Prince wants to marry Dream Butterfly, but what about the so-called helping the Northern Netherworld Demon Clan.

It's just that there are a lot of people here, and Xiang Nan is not easy to ask.

The dragon prince shook his head and sighed, "Of course I'm willing to give you time, but tomorrow is the Dragon Valley Conference, if you don't make a decision at this time, I'm afraid it's really too late." ”

The one behind the dragon prince (身shēn) shouted: "People of the Northern Demon Clan, our prince is kind to help, but you don't know what to do?"

The dragon prince waved his hand and said, "Don't be rude." ”

Mengdie was (forced bī) bī) had no way out, and she subconsciously took a half step back.

After seeing this scene, Xiang Nan was very distressed, he wanted to rush up to protect Mengdie immediately, and knocked those volcanic wurms to the ground with a few punches.

He can't allow others to bully Mengdie like this.

But he only raised his right leg, and before it fell, he smiled self-deprecatingly and retreated. What are you doing here?

(End of chapter)