The dragon sat up violently, broke out in a cold sweat, gasped non-stop, as if he had seen a ghost, looking at the familiar scene, finally regained some consciousness, desperately probing every part of his body, especially the awakened right hand.
When he found that everything was very real, it didn't disappear, and it didn't become transparent, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he was frightened just now, and it was clear that Long Zeyu was already dead, but even so, he was still beaten into nothingness by the cyan light.
"That's not right!
It's not all a dream!
It's too scary, even the awakened arm was cut off by Long Yuze's sword, and those scenes, that guy actually rose into the air before he died, and the kind of power that beat people into nothingness is like a god. ” Staring at his right arm, he was afraid of running away, although it was just a dream, but the dragon was shocked in his heart and had not been lifted, but there was a strange thing, he was not familiar with the senior brother, this dream was a little too real, too detailed.
But in the end, it's just a dream, and I don't care too much, otherwise it's not stupid to pretend to be stupid, how can there be such a leisurely time now.
The black trees squeaked under the light wind, the flowers and plants were still the same, and the gray mist was filled, the eighteenth layer of hell was just like this, it looked a little vibrant, but in fact there was endless horror hidden in it.
The dragon roared and breathed the air, but he felt refreshed, and after such a terrible dream, he found that even if it was really hell in front of him, he could deal with it calmly.
Not only are the awakened arms still there, but I can even feel the wonderful and lovely taste of black fruit, which was already on the verge of vomiting, and now I have tasted a refreshing taste that I have never found before.
"Senior brother Long Yuze, he has already entered the martial arts realm when he was six years old, but his subsequent entry is very slow, some people say that it is just a matter of physique, and as he grows older, his cultivation speed will slow down."
Thinking about these words now, it has a different meaning, will it be that Long Yuze is really like in a dream and deliberately said a low realm, that kind of possibility is very big, very, very big.
If he can survive, after returning to the clan, Long Zaiyao will definitely be more careful, and even deliberately inquire whether the realm of the senior brother is what he said.
If not, then this dream is a bit remarkable, and even something that is so perfect can be done.
Immediately smiled bitterly, in this situation, why return to the original ancient battlefield, let alone return to the clan, it is estimated that compared to the god Long Yuze, the probability of being able to return alive is even lower. can only lie on the ground, pick up a black fruit and gnaw it, the aunt and the fairy Xue'er can't count on it, now you must not mess with the little machine, after all, the shemale is too far apart, in case the other party disagrees, he will hurt the killer, he can't bear this responsibility.
I'm afraid that Feng Wu and the other murderers have already arrived at the door, and they are hesitating whether they can get out or not, after all, it is very likely that Wuchang is waiting outside for encirclement and suppression.
If you take him with you, you can at least be a substitute for the dead, throw out the door, and see what is going on outside.
Finally understood Chen Yu's role, Long Zaiyao was in a much better mood, chewing the flesh a little harder, and biting his tongue, but he bled a little, and he felt a little uncomfortable eating the fruit.
It is estimated that Chen Yu has been thrown out of the door, allowing the monsters such as the boss of Wuchang to be cut into countless sections, just thinking about it is exciting, but unfortunately it is not close to watching, otherwise the monster will also be infected by his sincere excitement, maybe spare his life.
Heiguo seems to be able to eat for a while, the food problem has been solved, and the aunt and Xue'er are not extremely hungry and will not pay attention to him, but Xiaoji is different, and occasionally he will hold back a look, which must be ill-intentioned.
But he didn't dare to rush to the mother and daughter, just the greasy smell had made him gasp, and he listened from a distance, the dragon was roaring, and the bones were knotted, not to mention how much it was so responsive.
Seeing the small machine standing in the sea of corpses, he stuffed something in his mouth with something in his hand, and the crowd who didn't know what he really thought thought was eating the same kind of corpse.
After careful observation, it turned out that he grabbed a handful of soil, and it didn't matter whether it was clean or not, he just stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it with relish.
"Uh, could it be that this soil can't be eaten, maybe I can live, and when my body fully recovers, then I can also find an exit, and then I can return to the clan and become a myth on the continent, the first man of the Holy Clan's awakening bloodline in five thousand years!
I don't have to think about it to know how many people will cheer for me crazy, that's what life is pursuing. ” Grabbing a handful of black soil, that kind of feeling that was a little soft, made Long Zaiyao feel very uncomfortable, and he was stunned for a long time without making up his mind, is it that you are a child of the Holy Clan, and you really have to eat soil, and what kind of face does he have to live in the world when it is passed out.
But after eating the fruit, only what is written in the book, eating the bark and roots, and even having to taste the herbs, in case it is poisoned and turned to the ground, the dragons do not need to worry about this problem.
Now that I am too seriously injured and eat something that is not nutritious, I can't make up for my body at all, and in the end, whether I can stand up is a big problem.
So hope can only be pinned on the black mud, hoping that there will be a miracle, many big things are black, maybe it's a truth.
"Ahh With a loud roar, even if he stuffed the mud in his mouth, the dragon roared with horror on his face, as a child of the Holy Clan, he had eaten such an unbearable thing, and he didn't even dare to chew it.
After a long time, I finally closed my mouth, the expected earthy taste, and the feeling of eating very stone slag, may taste worse, but it does not affect the nutrition inside.
Desperately encouraging himself, he began to chew the black mud frantically, first crying with a sad face, then with red eyes, and then tears flowed down, and the expectation of death was extremely strong.
"Phew!"
In the end, after chewing dozens of bites, he found that there was not much change, the dragon was completely convinced, and spit out the already warm mud, and the whole person looked gray in despair, maybe the future could end here.
Fortunately, I brought more fresh water, so I quickly took a few more bites, and finally returned to normal a little.
However, the small machine next to him still kept grabbing the mud and throwing it into his mouth, and every time he chewed it, his face would show an intoxicated expression, maybe it was the same person with a crooked face, and the dragon roared to see the meaning of that expression.
Probably full, the little machine sat happily on the ground, but the brain was still racing, and some unacceptable possibilities came to mind.
Maybe the boss of Wuchang has already had an accident and was kidnapped by that female monster, otherwise how could he be so inauthentic and leave his brother behind.
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, if I lost all my brothers and let him live, it would be a little too cruel.