Chapter 1732: Journey to the West (29)

Yang Zimei thought about Dragon's life experience from day to day, knowing that he is definitely not a pure human race, but never thought that he would have the legendary blood of the Dragon race.
The man who made Long Caiyun love and hate would actually be a dragon?
She lowered her head and touched the ice-blue spar bracelet on her wrist.
Doesn't Xuehu say, is this tears of Yunhu?
Why was it on Long Caiyun, and gave it to the dragon day by day?
As a result, she always thought that the dragons should be the foxes.
Xuehu saw her touching the bracelet, guessed her mind, and smiled slightly, "The tears of Yunhu are the most precious ornaments among the demon and the protoss. It is not surprising that the dragons have them."
Yang Zi nodded.
She looked around.
No matter what kind of dragon dragon is from day to day, he is the dragon he loves from day to day, and he wants to go hand in hand all his life.
But where did he go now?
Yang Zimei couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called Long Zhutian's mobile phone.
There is still no signal.
"wrong."
Zhu Gezhen suddenly looked at his own cell phone and screamed.
Everyone's eyes turned to him.
"What's wrong?"
Long chased the moon and gave him a glance, "What do you know?"
"The time is wrong."
Zhuge Ye looked at Grandpa Zhuge and asked, "Grandpa, when we are here, the date should be August 4th?"
"Correct."
Grandpa Zhuge nodded.
"But look at the time on your phone, it's August 10."
Zhu Gezhen handed the phone to Grandpa.
Everyone heard what he said, and they also carefully watched the time displayed on their mobile phones.
Sure enough!
Everyone's cell phone shows August 10.
In everyone's concept of time, it is only half a day into the underground of the ancient tomb. Why is it 6 days?
"One day in the mountains, it has been a thousand years in the world."
Grandpa Zhuge said, "The earth palace may have a completely different time and space from the ground, so the calculation of that time cannot be calculated with ordinary earth time."
Snow Lake nodded, "Yes."
Yang Zimei looked around. It's no wonder that where grass was not growing because of the flames, the grass began to sprout wildly and turned into lush green.
It's been six days.
Since six days have passed, what other grasses cannot grow?
"So hungry, bitch."
Long Zhuoyue stroked his grunting stomach and frowned, and asked, "Should we continue to wait for my brother here, or go to eat first? Grandpa Zhuge, they need to eat too."
"We have compressed food here."
Zhu Gezhen pulled out a bag of biscuits from the bag and handed it to Long Chayue.
Long Zhuiyue frowned. She really ate too much compressed food. Every time she ate it, her stomach almost wanted to roll and vomit.
Yang Zimei also felt a little hungry.
However, there is no problem for her to eat or eat. She can use her vitality to supplement, and she can survive even if she does not eat food for a month, not to mention that her storage ring still contains thousands of ginseng snow lotuses. These are superb.
She wanted to wait for the dragon to come back day by day, so she chased the moon to the dragon, "You go down the mountain to find food first. I and Xuezhen Xuezi are waiting here."
"Then I will wait with you."
Seeing Yang Zimei's refusal to go to dinner, Long Zhuoyue refused to go, no matter whether she was alive or dead, she wanted to be with her. What about eating compressed food?