Sure enough, this hungry can change anything, and Su Zhiyuan didn't care about this strange thing after being tricked into eating that piece of meat by He Mufeng.

The flames rose, and they sat around the edge of the earthen wall, and ate delicately, but with relish.

He Mufeng, who finally remembered the magic weapon in his hand, also had some rations, but when he stepped on this grassland, he had no future, and if there were no more creatures along the way, he could really only feed on qi.

Eat dry and wipe clean, He Mufeng is also thinking. Between two fires.

But Su Zhiyuan, who was beside him, shook his finger and pointed to the clouds in front of him and said, "There seems to be something on it." ”

At this moment, she is naturally unable to see clearly with the naked eye, but she always feels that there is a faint black fog that looms from time to time. At the beginning, He Mufeng came back and saw that he was observing.

It's a whole day, but I'm not sure. waited until He Mufeng, a person who was still cultivating, pointed and asked.

He Mufeng's eyes are extremely obvious, but he also sees vaguely, and he doesn't know if it's because of his poor eyesight, or if it's weird, but at least it's really as Su Zhiyuan said, the shadow is about to make an appointment, and he can't see it clearly.

But since I saw it, there is no reason not to take a look, so as to find a suitable excuse for today's dilemma.

The world is slim, only the two of them also set off on the road, Su Zhiyuan, who has improved a lot, has been able to walk alone, and He Mufeng doesn't have to bother me to carry it, although this woman is not heavy.

But since he was ridiculed by He Mufeng about Miss Qianjin, Su Zhiyuan didn't want to let him carry a little more road. No matter how difficult it is to walk, I gritted my teeth and insisted on carrying it.

The foot is slower, and naturally there is more time. This damn sky hour didn't work at all, and He Mufeng didn't know how many times he complained about the weather.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, this is like two children doing childish things there, chasing a cloud on the horizon, it is even more difficult to climb to the sky.

I can't count the days when I walk like this, but the cloud hasn't changed at all except that it is a little bigger. If it is a childhood dream, it can only be a dream.

The two people who couldn't walk were lying on the grass to rest, but Su Zhiyuan, the woman, didn't know if she was malnourished or too deeply injured, this had already passed half a decade, but she had not improved much, and her physical strength had recovered a lot, but she could cultivate to the realm, but it was not improved at all.

Fortunately, He Mufeng Mingjian killed many fierce beasts before leaving, and put them in the ring, but no matter how frugal he was, he couldn't change the ending of making ends meet.

They're running out of ammunition.

At the moment of eating, closing their eyes and waiting for death is their only way back.

Often the endless road is talking about the people who have crossed to the end of their lives and looked at the marquee.

The clouds grew leisurely, slowly growing larger and larger in the eyes of the two desperate poor creatures, accompanied by the sound of dripping rain. From far to near.

It turns out that this colorful cloud is coming because of the drizzle!

The clouds that were getting closer and closer made the two ecstatic, and the dream that the children were chasing was really about to come true.

Drip drip, drip.

Floating overhead, I don't know if it was tears of joy or rain wetting his face, He Mufeng smiled and said to himself, he finally understood how this vast grassland came.

This is clearly a mobile sprinkler. Watering such a savannah.

"We actually stood still and waited, maybe he just waited. ”

If I am relieved, I am close, and I can't see clearly in the clouds, and the mountains are hidden in the fog, I am afraid that this is the wonder. I just know what's inside, but I can't see clearly.

casually calling Miss Qianjin beside him, He Mufeng planned to fly up to take a look.

Even though the little woman was unhappy in her heart, in front of this novelty, she still put down her figure, glanced at He Mufeng, and crawled behind him.

Rising in the wind, like a crane returning to the sky, how high are the clouds? The long journey between the two is still excessive.

The two people who fell into the clouds were covered with thick fog in front of them, and their five fingers were difficult to find, and after a moment of careful walking, they finally suddenly became clear.

This is a beautiful scenery that He Mufeng has never seen.

The Immortal Family Treasure Land is nothing more than that, through the long mist clouds, the black shadow is bright in front of him, revealing his true face.

The sun is shining, the trees are dense, and the fragrance of flowers is coming. Birds chirp, insects chirp, butterflies fly. It turned out that the rootless water in the ground was the long-flowing stream spring of the Heavenly Palace.

An isolated island in the sky is standing in the clouds.

I don't know what kind of magical power it is, such a huge heaven and earth will drift in this sky.

"Is this the Heavenly Palace?" another mutter, and I don't know who came out of it.

Holding the wind and riding the momentum, He Mufeng stood firmly on this suspended island with his feet. After putting down Su Zhiyuan, he couldn't help but sigh in his mouth, the immortal realm that Chaoxia Peak was tired of seeing might not be able to compare to this shocking scene.

The woman is quite reserved, but her eyes are also shining stars, swaying with her bare hands, flicking back and forth the buds and green grass that grow on the road, and the fluttering butterflies.

There's a way here.

But he couldn't see the slightest bit of smoke, and the tender grass covered the road, but He Mufeng also stepped on it.

The two cumins are very curious about the place, and they don't care much if the host of the island is not happy. He walked towards the front on his own.

Woohoo!

Walking deeper, the barking of dogs gradually came, strange things, in this world as many as cow hair, common sense has long ceased to apply. The appearance of the mysterious person planted a line of defense in the hearts of the two of them early, and it was natural to see one more person at this time.

It's just a trance, and I've been dealing with fierce beasts for half a decade, and I have heard dogs barking. I thought I was back in Lingzhou.

There was a rustling sound, from their legs and feet, and from the sound of the grass in front of them.

The grass is getting lower and lower, and the road surface is clear, with bluestone slabs. Step on it and sit steady. I didn't see any moss slippery human heels.

After a few steps, He Mufeng led Su Zhiyuan around a tall bamboo bush. A simple bamboo house in the bamboo comes into view, with fence walls, bamboo chairs and wooden piers, and a big yellow dog!

The dog was also stunned, twisted his head twice, and didn't know whether to wag his tail or not. Just like that, two people and one dog, you look at me and I look at you.

"Anyone?"

Out of politeness, looking at the bamboo house in front of him, He Mufeng still shouted in his voice.

But there was no answer in the house, but the old dog on the ground reacted, shook his head twice at them, and swaggered into the yard.

After turning around, I couldn't see the shadow of the dog, but for a moment, I suddenly turned back, and at this moment I had a water float in my mouth, and I shook my head at the two of them.

It seems that he saw that the two of them didn't follow, and turned around to call the two.

Suspicious of He Mufeng, the two of them cautiously pushed the door into the courtyard.

The old dog walked back and forth beside a stove, holding a water float, a pot of water on the stove, and a fire was raging below, and I don't know when it was lit. There was no one in the house.

Could it be that the owner of this house is out of the house?

People who can be in the Metaverse don't know if they are people, anyway, the two of them can't pursue so many irrelevant issues at this moment.

Stood up and knocked on the door, but still no one answered, He Mufeng could only boldly push the door in, but saw that there were four walls in this bamboo house, and there was nothing. Not even the bed.

What's going on?

I was puzzled here, but the old yellow dog was very busy. Wandering around, people can't see the meaning.

After a long time, Su Zhiyuan quietly pulled the corner of He Mu's windbreaker and asked, "Is he making tea?"

A word wakes up the person in the dream, to say that a woman is careful, but it is enough to be imaginative. He Mufeng looked at it for a long time but didn't know what this old dog was doing, this Su Zhiyuan just took such a closer look, and dared to tell him that a dog was making tea?

Dangling, a scoop of hot yellow soup rested on the only wooden table in the courtyard.

The steaming steam, mixed with the smell of leaves, floated from the scoop from afar, and the soup base was colored, oligarish and pale yellow. Some of the finely broken leaves fell in the middle.

Asked about this breath, He Mufeng took two steps and one step, ran to the stove, his eyes were in disbelief, and he exclaimed.

"Ouch, really. I'm afraid this isn't an old dog!"

........

After experiencing a strange scene, He Mufeng and Su Zhiyuan settled here.

Dogs have spirituality, and when they get older, they stay with people for a long time, so they can really contaminate popularity. The old dog on the island is like an old man in the twilight, doing some boring things every day. It really made He Mufeng look at him.

For a few days in a row, not only did I see a dog making tea, but I could also walk around a farm behind the bamboo house with a water ladle in my mouth to water it!

Although he can't speak these actions, and most of them can't understand the dog's language, if he wants to say that the vegetable garden behind him was planted by this old dog, then he also believes it.

I thought that there would be some foreign immortal family here to live in seclusion here, tired of the world, a dog raised since childhood, and it is also spiritual.

But for several days, He Mufeng has never seen half a person come to this place, and this bamboo house is empty, with a lot of dust, where it seems to be a sign that someone has lived in it recently.

That's it, maybe they were fascinated by this scene, or maybe the two of them really didn't want to go. He stayed here with peace of mind.

The dwelling is also very moist, and there is a spring on the island, trickling down, and it has circled the island several times. I don't know why a floating island suspended in the air has a steady stream of spring water to drink.

The vegetable garden was even more weird, but fortunately, He Mufeng didn't want to pursue these strange questions. With the supply of melons and fruits, and the murmuring water, I am afraid that this day can be regarded as completely getting rid of the worries of food and clothing.

Everything seems quirky, but it's so weird that it makes it all so commonplace. Even the old dog had some strange behavior.

Calculate the time by yourself, every day the old dog will sit on a high platform on the edge of the cliff, this sitting may be a long time, no time, but the old dog who comes back on time can always eat the first bite of food just out of the pot.

Spring goes to autumn, and this doesn't seem to be the same as the heavenly realm below. Although there is still no day and night, flowers and trees are always experiencing spring, summer, autumn and winter, twenty-four festivals.

"At this glance, we are also living a peasant life, a man farming and a woman weaving. ”

He Mufeng said with a smile.