And the space in this grassland is changing all the time.

Except for those demon beasts that have been living in the meantime, it is difficult for foreign intelligent beings to figure out the law of this change, or the old saying, without direction, naturally you can't find a way out, when Yang Zhao was distressed by this, the Void Sword suddenly pointed to a certain place - going there is not necessarily the best choice, not even the right choice, but now there is a direction, which is much stronger than the previous aimless walking, even if there is a purpose, it cannot reach the destination.

It's like a difficult exercise, you can't figure it out, and suddenly a classmate tells you an answer, and you can't be sure if he's lying to you or comforting you, but what choice do you have but to copy the answer on a roll of paper?

What's more, that sword intent does exist, and the direction of that sword intent is the direction of Xiaobai and the others, what kind of grudge does the Void Sword have to bring itself into a dead end?

At this point, Yang Zhao determined the direction of walking, although his body was still weak, and his sleepiness was like a snake rolling down his body, but his mood was much calmer, and he sat down beside the jumper, leaning on the spar, forcibly enduring the sleepiness, staring at her eyes, waiting for her to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up, and the two transparent water colors after the new rain in the empty mountains fell into Yang Zhao's eyes again, leaving him slightly speechless.

Just like the moment Yang Zhao woke up in the cliff cave, the two people were very close, their eyes looked at each other, but there was no panic, no shyness, no vigilance in the girl's eyes. There is no fear, only calm.

Her eyes are very clear, not stained with a little dust and sophistication, like a newborn baby, but this tranquility, but there is a feeling of reading all the red dust and experiencing the world for a long time, just like an old man watching the rain, these two feelings do not conflict, they are fused together. It has formed a mysterious and indescribable charm.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired. It may also be because these eyes are too charming, Yang Zhao didn't look away.

Yang Zhao and the girl lay among the green grass piles, looking at each other quietly less than a foot apart.

But after all, it is impossible to look at each other like this forever. Interestingly. At first, I was a little shy or nervous. It's Yang Zhao.

He looked away a little uncomfortably, looked at the grass not far away, and said, "Are you awake?"

Of course she was awake. This sentence is also useless, just like on the side of the grassland and snow mountain, Yang Zhao himself is not good at talking, especially when he is with women, but this sentence definitely has another meaning.

The jumper hummed softly.

Yang Zhao said: "Then change shifts." ”

The dress raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "You've slept for so long, it's time for me to sleep." ”

In the cave, he woke up from his slumber, knowing that he was rescued by the girl, and then, the girl left a word, and fell into a long sleep, and then although he woke up, but after walking out of the snowy mountain, he began to sleep again, which made him feel a huge pressure, as if the world of him and her fell on his shoulders, until this time, he confirmed that she was really awake, and finally relaxed.

He returned the world of the two of them to her awake in its entirety, so he should be able to rest for a while. At the thought of this, the tiredness of the tide instantly flooded all the pores, muscles, bones, and spiritual world from the top of his head to his toes, and before the jumpsuit could say anything, he closed his eyes and began to fall asleep, or rather faint.

Just like the jumpsuit outside the cliff cave, Yang Zhao did not have any psychological preparation for his deep sleep, and only woke up after a moment of stunned, and sat up with some difficulty in helping the green grass pile, only to find that the formation around him was full of precious spirit stones, and looked around, and found that she had come to that grassland, which made her silent again for a long time.

Finally walked into this grassland, and even came to the depths of this grassland, those demons outside the world have not yet chased after them, so is it possible to go out?

With her clear Dao heart, she eliminated all these disordered thoughts from the sea of knowledge, and began to visit the witch spirit tree in the sea of knowledge, and found that although her vision was clearer than before, the poison that the clothes herself planted in her body had not disappeared, and it was still eroding her body and the sea of knowledge, and the biggest problem was that the blood veins were obviously showing signs of depletion.

It's not that the true yuan has consumed the drama, although it is true, but the blood is about to run out.

Blood is the truth of life, and without blood, there is no reason to live. In fact, according to the injuries she had taken in the early morning, she should have remained in a coma at this time, and should not have woken up - once she woke up, it would have taken more blood to keep her body running, and when she woke up, her condition had improved.

She saw the mutilated snake body on the grass, groaned slightly, probably guessed what was going on, and then looked at Yang Zhao with a little more kindness in her eyes.

Although she and Yang Zhao have already embarked on the same path, they are both hunted down by those extraterrestrial demons, but it is a matter of course to support each other, Yang Zhao has proved that she is not a person who will abandon her companions, so of course she has to reciprocate, and her right hand gently fell on his veins.

Yang Zhao's pulse was a little sluggish, more than three times slower than that of normal people, but his pulse was very steady, although he was a little weak and chaotic, but it was completely different from a dying person.

In the early morning in the reeds, she had diagnosed his pulse, and at the same time used the life astrolabe to deduce, obviously this person should live soon, why is he alive and well now? She thought about it, and felt that it should be related to the pure and yin chill that he was forced into by himself in his body, and looked at Yang Zhao, thinking that the cultivation realm is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and even a small golden pill period cannot be underestimated.

At the same time as she looked over, a loud snoring sound sounded among the grasses, and she escaped for so long with a serious injury, and she had to fight against the hibernation chill contained in the witch spirit tree, Yang Zhao was already exhausted to the extreme, and when he relaxed, he slept extremely sweetly, not to mention that the snoring was like thunder, even if it was real thunder, he was afraid that he would not be able to wake up.

Yang Zhao, who was sleeping soundly, pouted from time to time, as if he was eating something good in a dream, and from time to time he clenched his fists and kicked his legs, looking really like a baby, which made the jumper smile at all.

At this moment, however, the sound of a harp was heard from the depths of the steppe, more precisely, in the distance.

The expression of the dress remained unchanged, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

She will not forget jì, the old man who plays the piano is someone's subordinate, and this old man who plays the piano is an elder of the Lingyin clan, what he is best at is the technique of controlling poison and demon beasts, and the space in this grassland is distorted, she only woke up for a moment, and she understood the mystery in between, but the distorted space could not isolate the sound, and those demon beasts hidden in the grassland, there must be some way to walk freely.

Her water-like gaze fell on the water, and the chill gradually set in, because the ripples gradually appeared on the calm water, and the shallow waves that rippled all around, as if there were many small insects walking, but in fact there was nothing on the water, these ripples rose far away, or deep underground.

An extremely condensed consciousness dissipated into the distance with her gaze, into the dense grass and the wet mud underground.

Perception has always been two-fold, so the life in the dense grass and deep in the mud clearly felt her breath.

It was an incomparably majestic, powerful and noble aura from ancient times.

There were a few uneasy sounds in the grassland in the distance, and then there were countless subtle friction sounds, and some of the vibration sources in the ground were also quietly moving away, and the breath of the jumpsuit spread to the grassland in a crushing way, and many of the demon beasts who were awakened by the sound of the piano and then looked for prey everywhere scattered and fled to avoid it, but ...... There are still many monsters that haven't changed their direction.

The breath of the jumpsuit is undoubtedly the most noble and powerful, but when she is in a weak state, it is the most delicious for these demon beasts.

If someone can look at the grassland from the sky at this time, they can see that within a range of dozens of miles, there are countless hidden demon beast figures, like a tide, slowly surrounding the place where she and Yang Zhao are, what makes people feel creepy is that so many demon beasts walked without making any sound.

A wind blew in the grass, and a pair of wings as white as snow appeared behind her.

When she was asleep before, her true yuan got some recovery and some blood, and she used it all up without hesitation at this time.

She looked at Yang Zhao, about to reach out to grab his belt, but for some reason, she stopped halfway.

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The grassland within a radius of dozens of miles has been turned into a battlefield by tens of thousands of demon beasts, but the real danger is beyond the battlefield and farther away.

Those dense aquatic plants left an extremely thick shadow on the surface of the water, and hundreds of demon vultures lurked in the shadows.

The vultures were covered in gray hair, and their green beaks were sharper than ordinary swords.

What was even more terrifying was the gaze of these vultures, cold and cruel, extremely sharp, neither the sword nor their own sharp edges, which could be compared.

This kind of demon beast has an extremely high IQ, extremely strange attack methods, extremely high flight speed, living in the northeast mountains of the Xiuzhen Realm in the outside world, a demon vulture is enough to kill an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator, fortunately, the number of demon vultures in the Xiuzhen Realm is extremely rare, but who would have thought that there would be so many in this world.

Hundreds of demon vultures, not a single vibrating wing, just staring at somewhere deep in the grassland, their eyes cold and bloodthirsty, and the silence was terrifying.

At this time, the ethereal sound of the piano in the distance drifted with the wind, and the gray vulture shadow looked extremely gloomy among the aquatic plants.

The jumpsuit turned away and looked into the distance.

She didn't know what kind of danger was hidden over there, and she didn't take out the Star Soul Disk, but she had her own sense and knew that flying away was not a good choice. She is now seriously injured and difficult to recover, she can't use her full speed, and she can't discern the direction in the grassland, if she chooses to fly, then there is a real possibility of dying in this sky.

This clear blue sky on the grassland seems to be infinitely wide and can fly freely, but it is actually very dangerous.

If she was alone, she might have managed to leave, but now Yang Zhao was sleeping behind her, snoring like thunder.

What should I do? (To be continued......