Chapter 884: wake up

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This kind of illusion of infinite circulation is not bad street, but it is advanced illusion.
Moreover, this kind of illusion also has a purpose, that is, like Ye Xuan and Dragon War, deliberately go in and practice in illusion.
But this method of cultivation is fate. Although many people have tried it, they often can't get out of it.
There are also freaks like Ye Xuan who can go in and practice according to their own wishes, and then come out on their own.
Withered Wood looked at Dragon Warfare, and Tan was an apprentice of Xuan Xiao, and he also focused more on his emotions. As long as he went in, he could see how much he could become, depending on his own fortune.
At this time, Ye Xuan and Lin Na also reached a consensus that no one would suffer from using vibration gold for technology.
Zhuoya would sell Zhenjin to him at a polar price.
In the remaining days, Ye Xuan did not choose to go back immediately, but stayed in Tu'er Tujia for a few more days, and the Dragon War had not returned.
Dragon Warfare has been worn in illusion for long enough. In his conception of time, thousands of years have passed. No one can support it. The time that the dead wood knows is only three hours at most.
The dead wood is definitely more desperate now.
Although the dead wood tried to wake him up in the most disturbing way, the dragon battle has entered for too long, and it is simply impossible to get out.
"Come and see, everyone come and see"
Suddenly, someone clamored downstairs in the dead wood. In the past few days, the dead wood also kept sleeping. The sun outside the window was extremely dazzling, and I felt that I had to be stabbed. Downstairs, the green orc he had saved Curled in the corner, I felt seriously injured.
"This is something, why are there so many strange things in this world recently ..."
Pointing at this orc is pointing.
"Yeah, look at his fangs and his body. Look at his tail and his skin is still green."
I was lying there, but there were three people beside this orc, a bald head, and a mysterious man. This man was in a gray robe with a hat, and he said something in his mouth.
"Holy Light, please give me strength."
"Holy Light, what is that thing, can you eat it?"
"Haha, it sounds pretty good, yeah! My holy light ... hahaha ..."
These people are completely watching the excitement, but some people will find out conscientiously, give them food such as dried bread and dried fruit : "Don't give bread, just give some gold coins. If you don't give gold coins, you can drink some wine."
"Hahaha, you have to drink more wine. I heard it for the first time."
"Will you smoke?" Someone handed it over.
"Smoke, why not smoke, why not smoke ..."
The bald head took it and tapped Meimei to take a sip. His eyes fluttered and said, "Hey, is this a living day? It's better to be comfortable in the dungeon."
Dungeon ...
As soon as the bald head said, everyone was scared. "The Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of Diego was destroyed. This is a well-known thing. Could it be said that they came out from there, the poorest and fiercest?
Shaved his head and said: "What's wrong, I'm scared, I'm scared and don't hurry to give money to Lao Tzu. Believe it or not, this is what wipes you out."
"Wow, there are criminals here. Let's run quickly."
The crowd dispersed.
The bald head said: "This group of waste ... hey ..."
Withered Wood couldn't help but smiled. This was a thief. He just looked at it, but when his little brother who gave him a cigarette bent over, his wallet was gone.
Although not much, but this day's food is enough.
"Hey, do you eat it? If you don't eat it, I will buy my own."
Look at the man wearing the hat, still motionless, only murmured in his mouth: "The Holy Light is with you."
The bald head is Yu Wenhan. When he was in the dungeon, he didn't know why, and he pulled out the and the god.
Now I found that it was still a burden to pull it out, a burden, and the green orc "roar" was rescued halfway.
This is a person in charge of two burdens.
"Roar" suffered an incurable injury, and now he is dying, but the buddy refuses to let him go, saying: The Holy Light has not abandoned him.
But Yu Wenhan didn't know what the Holy Light was. He had never even succeeded in actual combat once.
When Yu Wenhan bought a fat elbow, when a pot of small wine came back, he also met Ye Xuan who was looking for a dragon battle nearby.
Today's Tu'er Tujia is no longer yesterday. Although the Emperor Xuancheng is very unpopular here, but they walked on the road in a big swing, no one dared treat them.
"Brother Yuwen!"
"Haha, it's you!"
Yu Wenhan went up and greeted him. When the cell was broken, Yu Wenhan ran away. He ran fast, and the dungeon was not a road. He knew it, but Ye Xuan and they went too fast. And this German fight against roar separated the two, and there was no chance to speak.
"It's fate between us, we are going to drink and celebrate!" Ye Xuandao said.
Anyway, as long as there is wine, Yu Wenhan is happy, just wanted to agree, and suddenly took a picture of his head and said: "I'm afraid it won't work, the roar is now seriously injured, and that Mr. Anonymous, what kind of Holy Light I believe ..."
"The roar is still alive?" Ye Xuan also became curious.
"The last breath is left." Anyway, his life and death really didn't have much to do with Yu Wenhan, so he said casually.
I do n’t know if it ’s Ye Xuan ’s approach, the dragon battle that has been in a coma, his eyelids suddenly moved, he had a long feeling dream, in the dream, he drifted in the sea, and then encountered various The giant animal, fight them, and then die again and again.
This dream almost killed him.
Long Zhan woke up without knowing it. He first looked around, a dog, a man standing by the window, and this woman who was sleeping on her bed with her arm resting on her arm.
This woman is gentle, beautiful, and unexpected to Dragon Warrior, Bing Qingya.
"Sister Qingya, is it yours?" Long Zhan took a mouthful and found that he was speechless and made a whimper.
In his dream, he felt that he hadn't communicated with others for thousands of years, and had tasted loneliness and loneliness.
He opened his mouth and said nothing.
"I have been dreaming again, I hope this dream will not wake up, and Qingya can live in my dream!"