Qin Yang stood in the darkness, the surroundings were pitch black, and he could faintly hear bursts of sounds that seemed to be the resonance of gold and iron, endless, like a violent wind, howling and roaring.

A hairless, red, and extremely ugly air-dried chicken, lying on Qin Yang's shoulders with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Qin Youde, you kill a thousand knives, the ancestor is just eating a few spirit stones from you, as for throwing the ancestor to such a Jedi?" The air-dried chicken changed the leg of Erlang, kicked Qin Yang's right cheek, and then twisted the chicken's head, leaned into a storage bag next to it, took out a spirit stone, rattled it a few times, and chewed it to pieces.

"Fortunately, the ancestor has a great life, and he met a dead man who knows the goods, otherwise, the ancestor was really killed by you......, and the ancestor is now eating your spirit stones, sleeping on your shoulders, and kicking your face, you don't know anything?"

The air-dried chicken raised its neck and swallowed the spirit stone with great effort, then changed its posture and kicked Qin Yang twice.

"Qin Youde, wake up quickly, if you don't wake up, no one will really take the ancestor away......"

"Qin Youde, if you don't wake up again, the ancestor will eat up your spirit stones, what kind of identity is the ancestor, I have been reduced to relying on such garbage spirit stones to supplement my strength......"

"Qin Youde, the ancestor has thought about it, the previous things, the adults don't remember the villain, and don't care about you, but after that, at least one five-grade spirit stone is enshrined every day, forget it, the fourth grade is good, and it doesn't hurt for the ancestor to be wronged at all......"

The air-dried chicken shook its head and sighed, twisted its head, got into the storage bag again, took out a spirit stone, raised its head and threw it, closed its eyes, opened its mouth wide, and waited for the spirit stone to fall into its mouth.

Only this time, after a long time, the spirit stone did not fall, and when the air-dried chicken opened its eyes, he saw a big hand hanging above his head, as if he was holding the spirit stone in his hand.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Qin Yang's eyes deep, twisting his head to stare at him.

"Ha, fortunately, the ancestor is wise and martial, and the wind is ......" The air-dried chicken laughed, and immediately began to put gold on his face, intending to take all the credit for Qin Yang's awakening on himself......

It's just that the air-dried chicken ignored one point, Qin Yang had never seen him......

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Qin Yang reached out in vain with one hand, pinched the neck of the air-dried chicken, and picked it up, his eyes were full of cold light, murderous, and with the other hand, he summoned the flying fish sword, and with a snort, he gave the air-dried chicken a match.

"It's just that you're doing the ghost! Lao Tzu beheaded himself before he broke away from the dream world, tell me, how do you want to die?" Qin Yang gritted his teeth, held the Flying Fish Sword, and twisted it violently, so that the eyes of the air-dried chicken were almost bulging out.

Even if you know that the dream world of the dream tapir is like a dream, it can be fake, but it is all true, but if you don't have an unwavering belief that it is a dream world, and you don't have that kind of mortal mentality, even if you die, you can't get out of it.

These are all things that the other party said casually when he bragged and farted with Emperor Ping's White Snake before.

Because of this, the time of death is really dead, feeling the passage of life, feeling the pain of dying, until in the end, everything is overwhelmed by a great fear of death, and consciousness falls into eternal darkness and silence.

These are all true.

Thinking about this, Qin Yang was furious, and it made him even more angry, even more so that he was infinitely tossed in the dream world, even if this thing was still beating himself outside the dream world!

No wonder you feel like someone is beating you up every time!

Holding the Flying Fish Sword, he gave the air-dried chicken a few times first, and the white knife went in and the red knife came out.

"Dog things, tossing Lao Tzu, beating Lao Tzu, and stealing Lao Tzu's spirit stones!" After a little more look, the storage bag containing the spirit stones, the spirit stones have been reduced by tens of thousands, and this fire has reached the point where it is difficult to extinguish.

The air-dried chicken stared wide-eyed, fluttering its two chicken wings, its mouth was slightly open, and it struggled frantically, wanting to say something, but it was pinched by Qin Yang, and he couldn't say a word, he could only let out a strange uh-uh bark.

After Qin Yang stabbed several swords with the Flying Fish Sword, he calmed down his anger a little, looking at the undamaged appearance of the air-dried chicken, where did he still not understand that this kind of injury had no effect at all for this strange air-dried chicken.

"Since I can't stab you to death, then I can strangle you to death!" Qin Yang sneered, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the eyes of the air-dried chicken were bulging.

I saw a little red light flashing, Qin Yang's hand was forcibly stretched open, and the air-dried chicken turned into a red light and appeared outside Zhang Xu.

"Qin Youde!

The air-dried chicken held its head high, waving its hairless wings, and its eyes were full of grief and indignation.

"The ancestor finally woke you up, that's how you treated the ancestor? You villain who will take revenge, the ancestor has mistaken you!"

"You even know my name! I woke up and had a fart relationship with you!" Qin Yang was startled, but the movements in his hand did not stop, and he stepped out in an instant, and squeezed the air-dried chicken in his hand again: "It doesn't matter what you are, if you appear in this kind of place, you will die first!"

A red light flashed on the air-dried chicken again, breaking free and escaping, after three times, the air-dried chicken was completely afraid, Qin Yang really wanted to kill him, and after going on like this a few times, his strength was really completely exhausted......

"Don't do it, my own people! I'm convinced, I'm really convinced! I'll tell you the truth, I'm a sledgehammer with a broken handle!" The air-dried chicken was pinched in his hand again, and he immediately confessed to telling the truth.

"It's quite similar, but it's a pity that I would have thrown that dead-handled sledgehammer to the death Jedi a long time ago!" Qin Yang exerted force in his hand, and he was about to strangle the air-dried chicken again.

"Qin Youde, it's really me, don't do it. "The air-dried chicken is frightened, Qin Youde, this guy is really black, just a few times, he finally accumulated some strength, and he is about to run out......

"I don't believe anything!"

"Don't, Qin Youde, it's really me, I was the one who went to hit you at the beginning, who let you be a little monk there at the beginning, in the state of the ancestor, no one else can afford to provoke it, and your spirit stone is also eaten by the ancestor, you threw the ancestor to the death Jedi, and a dead man brought the ancestor out, and then came here......" The air-dried chicken was like pouring beans, and it was all said in one go.

It's just that after finishing speaking, he saw that in Qin Yang's eyes, instead of calming down, the anger tended to burn more and more......

"Okay! It turned out to be you, I still wondered, that dog male and female duo, why did you hack my spirit stone, it turned out that you did it!"

Qin Yang exerted his strength with both hands, pinched the air-dried chicken and rolled his eyes, and the chicken wings and chicken paws kept fluttering.

The red light flashed again, and the air-dried chicken escaped from the poisonous hand, and was caught again in the blink of an eye.

"Qin Youde, if you have something to say, the ancestor knows what's going on here, and he also knows how to escape from here and escape from the ancestral tomb!" Seeing that he was about to suffer poison again, the air-dried chicken hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat.