Wu Fan looked around, but there was no movement. He shouted a few times into the air, but found nothing. Wu Fan immediately walked forward, and when he came to the edge of a clear small river, Wu Fan listened to the gurgling water, looked at the crystal clear water, looked at everything in it, and couldn't help but want to drink a sip of pure natural mineral water. Wu Fan couldn't help but squat down, facing a stream of water, and put his hands together to form the shape of a scoop, but when Wu Fan probed into the water, he found that his hands were so thin and small.

Wu Fan couldn't help but say, "Leng Nangong, have you made Lao Tzu smaller?"

There was a dry laugh in the air: "This is a miniature small world, you didn't become a child or a baby, that's because your mind is too strong, I can only let you get to this point, be content." Our grievances are in this world, in this river and lake. ”

Wu Fan was really speechless, such a miniature small world made his body smaller. Wu Fan immediately cast the Fire Luo Dao Method, his palms couldn't jump out of any flames at all, his body became smaller, and he even lost his spells? Wu Fan thought about the Imperial Sword and flew up, but at this moment, the Canglong Sword was like an ordinary sharp sword, and when he cast the Imperial Sword Technique, the Canglong Sword did not respond at all, and when he cast the Heavenly Peng Technique, there was no reaction. Wu Fan immediately guided the voyeuristic factor of the foot sun bladder meridian to the middle dantian qi sea, and the guidance was completely possible, but only one voyeuristic factor could be guided at a time, so the speed would be quite slow.

Wu Fan couldn't help but say angrily: "Since you have to do it like this, Leng Nangong, don't blame Wu for being unkind to you." A person born with hatred is not tolerated in the world. ”

"Please start your performance!" Leng Nangong said Wu Fan's words and returned them to Wu Fan.

Wu Fan said: "You will definitely understand that your birth is a mistake. ”

Wu Fan stepped forward, and he couldn't even show the rolling thunder. It seems that in this miniature small world, all the skills that can attack and kill in the air cannot be used. This grievance, you Leng Nangong actually want to end it with hand-to-hand combat. You're going to regret going this way.

Wu Fan had a sneer on his face, flying swords and spells could not be used, and he could only rely on the power of qi and blood. Is Leng Nangong's qi and blood very strong? Wu Fan recalled Leng Nantian's appearance, and secretly said in his heart: You guys are not good for melee combat at all. Wu Fan felt relieved because of this.

Wu Fan drank enough water from the mountain spring and stepped out of the mountains and forests. The mountains here are not so steep, nor do they rise into the sky. The largest of those trees is two people around. It seems that the green forests of this miniature world are not ancient. Well, after all, Leng Nantian, this kid is still young, and he doesn't have the ability to create that kind of dream, which is understandable. Wu Fan thought so in his heart.

Wu Fan walked out of the mountains and forests, and came to a field, where there was green rice, and in about two months, it could be harvested. Wu Fan felt the heat emitted from the paddy fields everywhere because of the scorching sun. Wu Fan never imagined that Leng Nangong would be able to create such a dream, Wu Fan suspected that someone must have helped him. Wu Fan's speculation is not wrong, after all, Leng Nangong has been carefully taken care of by Hanbei Palace since he was a child, how could Leng Nangong know about this kind of pastoral farming.

Wu Fan stepped on a ridge, which had to remind Wu Fan of the scene of herding cattle when he was a child, leading the cattle, on some larger ridges, once the cattle stole the seedlings, they would inevitably be beaten by Wu Fan or eaten by a kick. This is the real experience of modern Wu Fan's childhood and youth. When Wu Fan thought about it, he felt that if there was no strife in this world, how good it would be. How nice it would be if there was no injustice in this world. But there are only so many resources in this world, selfishness is human nature, and the more resources we possess, the better.

Wu Fan no longer thinks about modern times, after all, it is the past that cannot be returned.

Wu Fan wanted to know what kind of identity he was playing in this miniature world. Suddenly, a woman in the distance beckoned to herself, "Fan'er, hurry up and bring the cow back." ”

When Wu Fan looked at his immature hands, he saw the ox rope, and looked along the ox rope, and the iron ring on the nose of a yellow bull was tied to the ox rope held by Wu Fan. Wu Fan was stunned, and said in his heart: "I'll go, I'm really herding cattle, Leng Nangong, this is definitely not a dream created by you, even if it is not created by you alone." ”

As soon as Wu Fan thought about it, the yellow bull's eyes suddenly opened, and he immediately let out a spring-like cow cry. Wu Fan and the bull looked at each other, and Wu Fan immediately discovered that the descendants of Dijiang, who thought they had noble bloodlines, were turned into a bull by Leng Nangong's dream at this moment.

The yellow bull looked at Wu Fan and recognized Wu Fan as coming. The yellow bull couldn't help but let out a burst of exhalation, which really made the descendants of Dijiang unbearable, and the descendants of the dignified god-like existence were turned into bulls at this moment, a bull used to plough the land, and a bull whose nose was cut into an iron ring by humans. The yellow bull immediately raised his head, but the rope was held in Wu Fan's hand, and the yellow bull raised his head too much, and the iron ring pulled its nose, which was in severe pain, severe pain. The yellow bull, who was originally a descendant of Dijiang, immediately jumped up.

But the nose was held by Wu Fan and pulled a few times, so painful that it didn't dare to move.

Wu Fan was happy now, and couldn't help laughing: "Dijiang, we have this encounter today, all thanks to the grandson of Leng Nangong and the two fierce men beside him, this revenge, you who have the noble bloodline of Dijiang Heavenly God, will you repay it or not?"

The yellow bull let out a muffled sound, his eyes widened angrily, and his nose exhaled a white breath, he was too angry: Leng Nantian, you have turned this god into a bull, and when Wu Xiaozi and I break your dream, it will be your death. The descendants of Dijiang wanted to use the secret method of space transformation that they had mastered to directly peek into the grass of the secondary space of the Void Sea, but it was useless at all.

"Fan'er, what are you doing there in a daze? Hurry up and bring the cattle back, and after eating, you and Ah Mao and the others will go into the mountains to chop wood. The woman said. Wu Fan accepted this fact at this moment, this woman was the mother of his own miniature world. It turned out to be this kind of identity, it seems that Leng Nangong is trying to deal with an ordinary person. It's really unfair to have a grudge between you and me like this. Wu Fan's heart was very uncalm at the moment, Wu Fan tried to make a sprint, and the savage collision speed was very fast, but in this way, the descendants of Dijiang, who was a yellow bull, were in pain and hurriedly followed. The woman immediately said, "Don't run so desperately, be careful not to fall." ”