I don’t know if Luo Fangshuo’s craftsmanship really has a magical power. Not only did the disciples of Jianting who were holding people swallowed wildly, but the two people who were unconscious actually woke up from the coma and saw the table full of food, they rolled and crawled over.

Long Aoshuang lost the reserve that noble boys should have. He grabbed the fried noodles with one hand and the chicken legs with the other, and ate the savages with voracious food, as if he wanted to swallow all the food he should eat in his life.

"Don't rob, don't rob, there are so many more. I prepared the ingredients of the Qiankun Ring, enough to eat..."

Seeing that the food he made was so popular, Luo Fangshuo couldn't stop smiling, and then took out clean pots and pans from Qiankun Ring, rolled up his sleeves and started working hard.

After fighting for half an hour, the three of them fell to the ground without any image, burping while rubbing their round belly. They felt that they had no desire to live at this point.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to be quite able to eat..." The strong man laughed twice, accidentally choked by burping, and immediately coughed violently.

"Are you looking for death..." Long Aoshuang responded weakly.

The strong man sat up and stared at Yan Li and Long Aoshuang with bright eyes. "My name is Zhong Hanqiu, Muye Ren, who is a guard in a chamber of commerce. His greatest wish in this life is to join the sword court to practice advanced sword techniques. After passing the endless wasteland, it means that we have the opportunity to worship the sword court. How about it, do you want to have a man's iron-blooded oath?"

"Stop being funny. You dare to climb up the top of your identity," Long Aoshuang said with a sneer.

"Don't be so cold. I see that the two of you dare to fight outside the bad mansion. They are definitely extraordinary. Of course, I am the one who stops you from fighting. They must be not ordinary people." Wallace Chung is burly, but it seems that she is not muscles inside. "If the three of us unite to form the Iron Triangle Brothers Alliance, who else in the sword court dares to bully us?"

"It seems like you have joined the sword court." Long Aoshuang said sarcastically, "What if you fail in the end? Isn't this iron triangle self-defeating? People who have some shame will not say such stupid words like you."

Wallace Chung was not angry and said with a smile: "Indeed, I don't know what the white and thin guys are thinking."

Long Aoshuang was stunned, then reacted, and suddenly became furious, turned over and rushed over, and grabbed Wallace Chung's neck, "Who is the little guy? I'll strangle you to death!"

Wallace Chung was not showing weakness and fought back.

The two of them have a big difference in body shape, but their strength seems to be different, and they are in a situation of even strength.

Yan Li really didn't want to move, so he rolled to the side, still lying down, and was too lazy to hold on to each other. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep quickly.

In the dream, he came to the endless wasteland again, walking constantly.

The same situation made him want to wake up, but he couldn't, it seemed like he was trapped in a dream.

No, or, is it that you are sober now?

Everything was just now in a dream?

There was no sight of Long Aoshuang, no sight of Luo Fangshuo, nor Ye Xiaolang's pranks.

My feet hurt, my mouth is thirsty, and my stomach is very hungry.

The sun is very big.

sun?

Where does the sun come from the wasteland?

Yan Li sat up suddenly, the warm sun shone on his body, and the snoring sounded loudly beside him. It turned out that he was the tired Long Aoshuang and Wallace Chung.

He rubbed his face and his mind gradually returned to the clarity. It was normal for more than twenty days of wasteland days to leave sequelae.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, looked around his eyes. There were more than a dozen people lying in the newly-built tent, as if they were still in a coma. Luo Fangshuo was dozing against the temporary stove, salivating from the corner of his mouth, and smiled foolishly from time to time, not knowing what kind of dream he had.

The breeze is very cool, and the air filled with grass green is refreshing and refreshing.

He pinched his thighs and it hurt slightly, "Okay, this is the reality."

When I stood up, I felt aching all over my body. I had no choice but to lie down again, mobilizing my true energy, and was about to repair my damaged body, but unexpectedly I found that the damaged body was being treated by a mysterious force.

With a little sense, I realized it was my own blood.

He almost forgot that what was flowing on his body was no longer human blood.

In fact, I should have noticed it long ago that the day after he was transformed into demon blood, the serious injuries he suffered in Juque Mountain were almost healed. The demon blood has a powerful self-healing ability and can burn. It seems that it is much stronger than human blood.

But everything has both positive and negative sides. What is the opposite of the magic blood?

It seems that clues are gradually emerging.

He felt sleepy again.

While repairing the body, the demon blood also brings a lot of fatigue to the body. This cannot be simply eliminated with true qi. Sleep seems to be a good choice. There is no need to pay anything or any side effects.

Anyway, I can't act, so it's better to have a sleep.

Thinking of this, he fell into the dream river again.

The endless wasteland was still in the dream, but he was no longer panic. However, he was tired of leaving, so in the dream, he lay down, closed his eyes, and started to sleep.

Sleeping in a dream while sleeping?

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

The answer is that when you sleep in your dream, you actually dream again.

In the dream, my body seemed to shrink infinitely, my vision was hazy, and my limbs could not move, as if I had just been born.

"Is that true? It turns out that you are calling it, but if you want to be its owner, you will encounter many misfortunes. Are you ready to face it?"

A woman who couldn't see her face clearly bent down slowly and gently stroked her face, "Bai Kongxue made her choice. I want to see what kind of choice you will make. May the sea of ​​stars not cover your eyes."

Babies can’t do anything, say, or express anything.

The woman leaned over and hung something around Yan Li's neck.

Yan Li felt something sticking to his chest, and subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. A dazzling white light flashed in front of him. When he opened his eyes, there was no change at all around him. It seemed that only a moment had passed.

His hand was on the Dragon God Ring on his chest, and he couldn't help frowning in confusion. What was that just now?

If it was just a dream, it would be too realistic. There was still the touch of the woman's tenderness on her cheeks, as soft as a ball of marshmallows. When her eyes were staring at her, she felt unprecedented peace of mind.

who is she?

With this question in mind, he suddenly felt a scorching gaze, was startled, and quickly turned his head to look at him, and saw that Zhong Hanqiu had sat up at some point and was staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" he said coldly.
Chapter completed!