The dungeon is deep and deadly.

The stone platform where the coffin was originally placed in the main burial chamber has been transformed, there is an extra reclining chair, a certain Jiao sleeps soundly on his side and extracts the dragon qi of the earth veins to improve himself, there is no fruit only a large piece of fresh lamb leg to eat, sprinkled with salt and fragrant.

After sleeping for a while, I raised my eyelids and looked at the big red candle in the corner.

"It's strange that the flames didn't turn green and swayed, and I really wanted to see the legendary ghost blowing the candle with my own eyes. ”

Just eat every day with nothing to do, if it is not to earn merit, how can you run around, so it is good, this body cultivation is really fast.

Jiaonu profits, and naturally some people suffer heavy losses.

In fact, the weak luck of the green wolf is no different to the ordinary people of all ethnic groups in the wasteland, the grazing continues to graze, the fishing should concentrate on fishing, the pasture is enough to feed their own cattle, sheep and horses, at most when they are ready to go out to loot, some accidents interrupt the action, it is not a big problem for normal life, and it will not affect the lives of ordinary people.

The most influential are those grass kings of all walks of life in the wasteland.

Originally, the Central Plains was weak and could go south to occupy the territory and capture slaves to strengthen the ethnic group, and rushed to the emperor as soon as possible to dream of achieving great things, but what I didn't expect was that my backbone was broken before I started, and all kinds of things happened to appear and weakened the strength of the tribe, either the weather did not allow it or the mood was irritable, in short, the plan to open up the territory was completely ruined, and it was still that kind of bitter and unpalatable soup.

As the days passed, the luck of the green wolf in the wasteland was sluggish, and the shamans and wizards were tired and tired to find the slippery white demon king.

Although they didn't know what dragon qi was, they also understood that allowing Bai Jiao to do it was draining the spirit of the wasteland!

The following year, the wasteland ushered in the rainy season again.

The black pressure and dark clouds clinging to the sky, the green grass swept the ancient wasteland, and the white vast rainstorm pillars pushed forward, some places did not drop rain, and some places poured rain, the boundary was obvious, and occasionally the seven-colored rainbow could be seen hanging in the sky, which had a unique style.

The rain column poured northward with dark clouds, followed by a mist and drizzle in the wasteland meadows......

The ancient trees are incomplete and incomplete, and the mounds are lush with flowers and plants, and the rain washes the green grass into the eyes.

The turf suddenly bulged.

Then the dirt parted and came out a half-asleep and confused figure, touched the long hair wet by the rain and looked up at the sky, and then came out with a nonsense that was not nutritious.

"How long did I sleep?"

I didn't use a spell to cover the rain, and soon, the rain wet my face's long hair was wet, and there were two drops of crystal water hanging on the little dragon horn.

Standing stupidly for a long time and remembering to continue working, wearing a felt hat to cover the dragon's horns and disappearing into the wind and rain to continue to move forward, this wasteland has become a climate of the leylines and several, all of which have to be drained of dragon qi to save those royal families from leading troops to fight and kill everywhere.

In Bai Yujun's eyes, all those who shout all day long about the hegemony are the executioners of the lives of the people, and they only care about the hegemony, completely ignoring the white bones and the eyes of those who are looking forward to returning home.

Find another leyline again and continue to drain the dragon energy......

South.

The bamboo forest village smells the chickens and dogs, and it is a peaceful and quiet paradise.

The descendants of the Yuan family, who had resisted the temptation to choose to stay in the mountains, spread out the ancient animal skin map, and marked the map with their own hopeful qi, without any difference to indicate the various leylines where Bai Jiao had extracted dragon qi, and the magic was that through the map, it could be seen that Bai Jiao's route actually drew a circle around the wasteland.

The scholar was amazed.

"Wonderful!

"First go to its four-legged branch vein to weaken the momentum, and then enter the ancestral vein in the middle, it is worthy of being a spirit beast raised by nature and earth, and there is a dragon to assist the emperor to unify the world and stabilize the four seas, and the blessing of all the people. ”

Yuan's scholar pushed Qi Guan to understand Jiao's route, and Bai Yujun did exactly that.

If you want to completely make the green wolf's luck stop killing, you can only cripple it, first use the Central Plains Qi luck to seriously injure it, and then go to the four-legged claws, and finally there is only one ancestral vein left that is easy to deal with.

Time rushed away like flowing water again, and the grass and trees withered, green grass and snow took turns to appear.

The leylines of the ancient animal skin landmarks were drained of dragon qi one by one.

If a white footprint is displayed on the skin map, it can be seen that it is crooked and twisted in a circle, and unswervingly implements the plan, many shamans and wizards in the wasteland still can't find the trace of the dragon, and can only watch their ambition to conquer and kill the Quartet gradually cool.

The green wolf's luck is facing a life-and-death crisis, and it calls for the powerful creatures of the wasteland to take action at any cost......

"Whew~!"

The wolf howling wasteland, the most unpopular beasts of the wasteland gather ancestral veins, and the night wolf howls and the moon is surging.

The sky is gloomy, the wind is low, the damp and cold air makes the animal skin robe damp, Bai Yujun wearing a felt hat stands on the top of the grass hill and looks at the mountains and hills raised in the distance, which is where the ancestral vein of the wasteland is located, and it is also the last destination after several busy years, the luck of the green wolf will only act by instinct, and in the end it will inevitably be defeated by his own Jiao, which shows that having a good IQ is really useful.

As far as the eye can see, there are green wolf eyes, and more than 10,000 wild wolves gather around.

Bai Yujun was waiting, waiting for the wild wolf demon king to appear, and he was not interested in dealing with these little minions, although they were delicious.

"It's kind of interesting, in the end, it's not humans but demon beasts who come out of the wasteland, and I don't know what the difference between the wasteland demon beasts and the southern wilderness demon beasts is. ”

The grass swayed, and the wet wind mixed with the smell of earth.

The wind was very strong, the felt hat couldn't hold back the long hair and was blown by the wind, Bai Yujun closed his eyes and pondered.

Suddenly!

Ding~ The black ankle ring of the ankle makes a metallic sound!

Danfeng's beautiful eyes opened, and she saw a gray-clothed gray-haired and long-faced man in the distance, who seemed to be approaching slowly and quickly, with heavy demon beast characteristics, red eyes and sharp fangs, and his appearance was like a wolf!

Bai Yujun also showed the characteristics of a demon beast, especially the snow-white scales on his face were very obvious.

Take off the felt hat to reveal two small white dragon horns.

Getting closer, the wild wolf demon king's eyes were fierce and sinister and cunning, his legs were slightly bent and he didn't wear shoes to retain the shape of wolf claws, and the wolf tail behind him swayed lightly, which was also in line with the essence of the wolf clan, and he didn't know how many creatures he slaughtered with bloody karma.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. ”

The voice was low and hoarse like metal rubbing, and the wolf king was cracked full of sharp teeth and the wolf's mouth was smiling, and he didn't know which Central Plains person learned the etiquette.

"Wolf King, do you want to stop me?" Bai Yujun said with a smile.

"Hahaha~ How can this king embarrass the beauty, you are not in harmony with the wasteland human race and have never been an enemy of my wolf clan, how can this king fight with you for a confused dream, those people are the life and death of my wolf clan!"

"Uh...... It's so good that you don't have to worry about it. ”

A certain white didn't expect that this demon king would not be fooled, and he was not interested in the things in the dream at all, and he was free from a murderous and cunning wolf king, and yes, interrupting the luck of the green wolf hindered the desire of the leaders of the various royal clans in the wasteland, no matter how tossed for the beast in the wasteland, it had nothing to do with the beast, this wolf was not stupid.

The wolf king's yin eyes swept over Bai Yujun's body, and the corners of his mouth wet his chin.

"But...... I can't let you come and go as soon as you say it, if you want to be my wife, everything is easy to say. ”

Bai Yujun's face is like frost, and the dragon lance starts!

"I think it's better to go big. ”

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