I'm so hungry.

After walking for two days, Meng Xiang was a little confused.

This Ninefold Continent is not ordinarily large.

The continents of the round sky make the cognition of some planetary worlds simply not feasible here.

In the distance, the giant Xendraru Sky Tree towers into the sky... This was the scene two days ago.

But after walking for two days, I felt as if the distance between me and the Sky Tree hadn't been shortened at all, and it was still so far away that it was as if I hadn't moved at all.

Meng Xiang never imagined that a mere 3,000-kilometer journey would be so far away.

If it was in the past, as long as the true yuan moved, it would be possible to fly for a while.

If you go further, in the fairy world, when the godhead is complete, you don't even need to fly, just one thought.

I'm so hungry.

After passing through a jungle, the scenery in front of him made Meng Xiang desperate.

In front of me is a grassland, faster and hundreds of miles, and a hundred miles away, there is a forest of Evergrande, and the end is beyond the scope of sight.

In the past two days, Meng Xiang was really hungry.

The jungle did try to find food, but who knew that in the elven world, all forests were free of wild beasts.

Of course, it was useless to find the beast, and Meng Xiang didn't have the skills to make a fire at all.

So I can only try to satisfy my hunger with some wild fruits.

But after eating a few glowing fruits, Meng Xiang suffered from severe dysentery and almost collapsed.

"If you rely on strength in everything, and if you can't do anything when you encounter more than you can do, then you don't deserve power. ”

Mingtian's words are still vivid.

Meng Xiang really couldn't refute this sentence.

If I don't have the strength, I'm a waste...

Dragging his tired body, Meng Xiang was already having a hard time standing at the moment.

Several times, Meng Xiang wanted to regret it and go back to Mingtian.

But thinking of Ah Ugly, thinking of Yueyue, Meng Xiang couldn't sit still.

Instead of eating and waiting for death on Mingtian's side, it is better to find a way to do something!

Maybe I haven't been tempered, and once I lose my strength, I'll be a waste, but I believe that even if I do become a waste, I will be able to do something!

There must be something else I can do!

In fact, leaving is not a spur of the moment.

Meng Xiang was also considered.

Half of the time has passed, and if no more action is taken, it will be over.

Rather than this, it is better to use the rest of the time to see if you can find the godhead hidden in the elven race.

Not confused sex is in Ming Tian's hands, Ming Tian doesn't seem to want to return it to me, freedom is in the hands of Zhu Jue, and Zhu Jue will not return it to me.

Protection, indestructibility, and superiority were snatched away by the demon avatar.

Fifteen divinities remain.

Meng Xiang could only pin his hopes on one of these fifteen divinities.

Causality!

The divinity that can reverse cause and effect, if there is it, Meng Xiang can directly reverse cause and effect and directly restore cultivation.

If this Sixth Continent hides cause and effect, then there is hope...

This is also the only way that Meng Xiang can think of at the moment.

Pity......

"Uh..." let go of his last breath, and Meng Xiang, who had climbed up a small dirt slope, lost his last strength and tumbled and rolled down.

I... What must be done... There must be some way to save them... Certain...

Excessive fatigue, hunger, and thirst, plus walking in the humid forest for two days without even a second of sleep...

Meng Xiang was already seriously ill at this moment, and his body had already begun to die.

I feel so hot and cold, as if I have entered the furnace for a while, and then I have fallen into an ice cave.

Worst... I'm going to die...

Looking at the sky in a daze, his vision began to blur, and finally he lost sight at all.

Meng Xiang's pupils were also slowly dilated when he was dying.

The world twisted, the body grew cold, and the sensations began to disappear from the ends of the fingertips.

I couldn't see clearly, I didn't feel anything, like a jellyfish floating in a dark ocean, and I couldn't even feel the pain.

The world is white, and oneself is black, not so much that oneself is dead, but that all around it is gone.

yes, I'm going to die...

Maybe the feeling of time after death is very fast, Meng Xianggang thought he was dead, but how could he think that the dark world was suddenly torn apart by the green light!

The pain vanished in this green light.

The sensation came back to the body, little by little, like water droplets on the leaves, the senses were recovering, and the blood was starting to get hot, the temperature that could scare the death, the temperature that could make the blood flow again.

Was this a pre-death hallucination, or was it real? Meng Xiang didn't have time to tell clearly, and his consciousness stopped. This time, however, it was not a sleep that was going to die, it was a necessary rest to wake up.

...

"Ahhh!!h

With a sharp pain like a cramp in his abdomen, Meng Xiang arched up like a shrimp that had been touched in the belly.

It hurts, it hurts! I felt like I wanted to vomit deep in my throat, my body hurt everywhere, and my heart hurt like it had been pierced every time it beat.

Something that exceeds the limit is pressing on the heart. This series of reactions is telling Meng Xiang that the feeling just now is not a dream.

Cheering around, Meng Xiang found himself in a situation at the moment... A wooden space?

It was a room that Meng Xiang had never seen before.

The whole room is integrated, the ceiling, the walls, the floor, there are no seams, and it feels as if you are in the middle of a piece of hollowed-out wood.

Including cabinets, as well as one-legged tables, all the furniture, there is always one side that blends in with the wall or floor.

The room was bright, and a stone glowing golden was floating in the center of the little wooden room, like a forty-watt light bulb.

Perpetual light, this kind of basic lighting spell Meng Xiang still knows, it's not a great thing.

Where is this?

I'm so thirsty, and my throat is as dry as if it had been burned with a soldering iron.

Crunch.

The sound of the wooden door being pushed open was piercing and almost frightened Meng Xiang.

"Are you awake?" a soft voice sounded in his head.

Yes, it sounded in the head, not in the ears, but I could clearly feel the softness of the voice.

Meng Xiang looked at the door, his tired eyes widening uncontrollably.

She has long water-colored hair that reaches to her waist, and her small pointed ears can only be described as cute.

The underwear she wears has a strange luster that reflects a strange sheen as if it were glued with plastic sheets, and it is full of messiness, but it is symmetrical.

The open-breasted clothing design makes her proud upper circumference even more difficult to ignore.

The skin is white and tender, and I am afraid that even the most beautiful baby in the world will envy it.

It's a... No, it's a girl from the elf clan.

"Take a sip of water. The girl politely handed over the wooden cup, which was so clear that it was doubtful whether it was distilled water.

It's weird, the elf girl did speak, but her mouth didn't move.

She's using a secret spell to keep the conversation going.

Why?

Meng Xiang didn't want to care.

"Thank you. Meng Xiang impatiently took the glass of water and drank it all in one gulp, which moistened his dry Sahara-like throat.

"Hehe, don't worry, there's more. ”

The smile on the girl's face was sweet enough to kill any normal man.

She took the cup back, snapped her fingers, and the empty cup, which had just been drunk, was filled with water as if by magic.

"Thank you. Meng Xiang's action of holding the cup this time was much more polite.

With two glasses of water, Meng Xiang felt better.

"Did you save me?"

The girl did not answer, but nodded lightly with a gentle smile like a wife.

"yes... Thank you. ”

The elf girl is so beautiful, maybe even from the eyes of the elves, it is very beautiful.

Such gentleness made Meng Xiang's face a little hot.

It's just weird, why doesn't she talk with her mouth?

Transmission of sound into the secret is indeed nothing for a skilled cultivator, but the problem is that no matter how small the consumption is, it is also consumption.

Cultivators attach the most importance to consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, even if there is a trace of the consumption of the true element, it is not considered a solid foundation.

Why do you have to use sound transmission to speak?

Meng Xiang was very curious, but felt that it would be a little rude to ask her, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Where is this?" Meng Xiang asked curiously.

The elven girl got up and walked over to the one-legged table and put down her glass.

Every movement is as gentle as the wind.

Every movement of the girl is a pleasure comparable to that of AMRS.

"I met you on the way back from going out to investigate the Black Blood Pool incident half a month ago, when you were dying, I rescued you, and now you are under the Sky Tree in Xendraru, this is my room, you are safe, rest assured... By the way, what's your name?"

"I... My name is Meng Xiang. ”

The Black Blood Pool Event?

Isn't that my battle with the demon avatar?

"Meng Xiang, dream, good name, my name is Rou Xinyue. ”

The elven girl stood up and bowed slightly.

That temperament is as soft as a white cloud, as warm as a spring breeze.

On this day, Meng Xiang met this girl who could change his fate.

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