Carefree Path of Dreams

The sun sets, the ancient road is cold.

The light was dim, the old tree fainted and screamed, and stared at the one below, as if to eat the carrion.

The man turned over, although with blood, his face was very young, and he opened his eyes, but the scorpion was like a star, and his mouth spit out a white gas, like a sharp arrow.

call out!

"quack!"

The crow shakes off a few pieces of feathers, flutters away, eats this scare, but never dares to come back.

"Well... although there are some twists and turns, but luck is still good, no good is good!"

This person is naturally Fang Yuan. At this time, the state is quite poor.

"The three-handed sword has long been destroyed. To recast it must be a lot of dreams. The body of the martial arts is devastated by the space storm. It is also a wound of five or seven. Now it can't move!"

In the mind and movement, the final spirit is slightly condensed, and the strength of the heavens and the earth is absorbed and slowly repaired.

"The Eight-Dollar Swordsmanship is nothing. At this time, it is not the time to use the reserve to break through the original force. It is too violent, and it can be repaired in the future. However, it seems that it is not far from the official road, or someone smokes, or repairs the flesh first, recovering a few Let's say something about action..."

Although Dongtian relies on the big dry world, it is swept by the void, and there are still other possible points.

However, from the perspective of the aura and the surrounding landscape, the probability of a big world is still very large.

"I don't know where it is, and how is the competition from the long hole?"

At this point, I thought that the final loss of the Golden Horn Wings and the white jade fingers would make them cheaper.

"That point of light can be the essence of the whole hole, but it is collected by me. It is really the time to arrive... Both of them are gone, and the place is in the emptiness of the void, even if it is impossible to find out, as for the calculation The law is even more a joke. The technique of dreams also requires more detailed information, and the more accurate the calculations are. At this time, it is vague, and it is necessary to deduct the whereabouts of the treasure. It is a good fortune to give a direction..."

"Of course, for my own safety, or to improve strength as soon as possible, it is the right way!"

The higher the cultivation, even if there is no secret law to suppress the treasure, can resist the calculation, and even give back, this is justification.

Step on!

At this time, the horseshoes burst on the ancient road, and a caravan came.

"The main thing, lying on the side of the road!"

A probe came over and immediately shouted: "There is still gas, so many bruises on the body, is it a cliff?"

"The roadside is impetuous, don't worry about him!"

The main event of the caravan came over and saw Fang Yuan’s gaze just like watching the dead.

In this regard, Fang Yuan does not care.

In this world, after all, there are very few good people and bad people. If you are not bad or bad, you will have a majority. You don’t know each other. People usually think about avoiding trouble. This is human nature and can be understood.

‘Always lying on the side of the road, it’s not a thing...’

Fang Yuan silently thought, there was a hint of color in his eyes, ready to exert spiritual hints, affecting the choice of this person.

"slow!"

At this time, a carriage came forward, from which a young boy, fifteen or six years old, dressed in Miluo, red lips and white teeth, is clearly pampered, with a bit of wealth.

When I met Fang Yuan, I said: "I still save him and save him. After all, it is also a human life. Just be a good fortune for my family!"

"Young masters are kind!"

The main family speaks, the rest of the people naturally have no objections, and two people come forward: "Hey... can you move?"

"I am afraid that I will hurt my lungs and I will not be able to move for a while!"

Fang Yuan answered with a smile.

"Then vacate a truck, lay him down, let Lao Zhang look!"

The life of the principal is a big man, and there is a trace of worry on his face.

The caravan stopped slightly and immediately proceeded. Fangyuan was lying in the carriage, feeling the occlusion of the space, and a slight bump. He gathered his ears and the vague dialogue was passed to the ears.

"Young Master, this time, it is a bit reckless... If it is a pedestrian, it will stop, but just the old Zhangtou went in and said that the limbs are innocent, it should be internal injuries, this may be a warrior! Although my family also has Wu Zong worship, but It’s not good to get into trouble..."

This is the voice of the principal, which is so low that I can't imagine it being heard by Fang Yuan.

"He Shu, I have also considered this... but since the road meets, it is a fate! Who knows each other? Who can make it clear? If it is not good, it will be a boost!"

The voice of the boy came, but it was not pure and good, with utilitarianism, but it was not bad. Fang Yuan did not care, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

"Since someone rescues, they are not in a hurry to restore their mobility. When they slowly repair the foundation, they will not leave hidden dangers..."

In fact, the previous few wars, even falling into the void, the other side is nothing, but the last two of the two great powers, and the squeeze into the big world, he really seriously injured .

"This son, have a meal!"

After another half day, the door opened, and a maid-servant waitress came in with a food box: "My name is Xiaoju, and the young master ordered me to serve the son!"

Open the food box, a scent will come, inside is a meat porridge, soft and refreshing, mouth-watering.

"You... can't even move your hands?"

Xiaoju stared at Fangyuan, a little vigilant.

"It's not impossible, it's just a pain, it hurts the body..."

Fang Yuan’s face showed a hint of helplessness.

"okay then!"

Xiaoju listened, and he took the spoon with a sigh of relief, took a sip, blew it, and sent it to Fang Yuan’s mouth.

"Thank you!"

Even if the situation is forced, Fang Yuan’s face is still a bit worried, but of course I can’t say that I have the strength to continue my life. I don’t need these. Besides, I really need nutritious nourishing meat at this time. I have to eat it.

‘Although rice is not a rice, but the meat is very nourishing, it’s not bad...’

After eating two bowls, he only felt a heat coming out of his stomach, and his body was slightly relieved. He couldn’t help but say, “What else?”

"Oh... this meat is the flesh of the beast, specially prepared for the young master. This time you are cheaper, you want to take more?"

Xiaoju smiled and collected the tableware, and took the towel, and wiped the face of Fang Yuan. After the dust and leaves were swept away, it was a red cheek: "I can't think of you... is it pretty good?"

‘This little sister knows Sichun? ’

Fang Yuan secretly turned a blind eye. He looks ordinary but not younger, and he has a long history and is self-condensing. It is not the same as the young master who has only trained a skin.

"unfortunately……"

Xiaoju did not know what to think about, and sighed again, and took out the food box.

‘Unfortunately, I am not your young master? It’s also...whatever, if you can climb the young master’s bed, you will be promoted to a small donkey in the future, and you will reap a child and a half daughter as an old-aged person. That’s the goal of a lifetime’s struggle...’

Feeling this embarrassing change of mind, Fang Yuan is also quite interesting.

Since practicing martial arts and stepping into the path of the dreamer, he has been completely isolated from this mortal life.

"Hey... I told you that the man the young master saved was really good..."

"Is it Xiaoqi Xiaojie, you are moving!"

"Hey! It’s not it... I see you, this Nizi is spring!"

In addition to the carriage, the voice of Yan Yanyan came, and even some blatant, so that Fang Yuan was speechless.

......

At night, the team was silent.

Fang Yuan still lay still and lived, feeling the enthusiasm of Dantian, and could not help but feel happy: "One more day, it will be as usual!"

At this time, a rustling sound came, Fang Yuanxian was a scorpion, and immediately sneered.

The door opened, a black shadow flashed in, the pointed monkey squatted, about thirty years old, like ordinary followers.

He used to slap his hands, but when he came in, he was on the scorpion of Fang Yuan.

‘I originally wanted to make him inconvenient to move, to touch something, Zhang Erge can say, this kid does not look at the clothes broken, but the inside is very material... But I can’t think he didn’t sleep? ’

However, at this time, it was sneer: "What? If you want to move? Shouting? My family caravan saves you, naturally it should be paid, and I should get a copy of it..."

When he said intimidation or courage in his mouth, he reached out and grabbed Fang Yuan.

"It's really looking for death!"

Fang Yuan chuckled, really thought that he was not good at the body, there is no power to fight back?

The dream teacher practiced only in the spirit, even if he had just met the meeting, if the caravan had a good intention, it would definitely not be him.

At this time, the two fine lights emerged from the pupil, and they did not enter this thin and tall eyes.

This person stunned, and then the face was a little sluggish.

In the fascination of the dreamer, even if it is a simple version, the average person is still a dough, let alone knead.

"Name?"

"Sun 2 dog!"

"how old are you?"

"Thirty-three!"

"Who is the owner of this team? Where is the destination? And...what is the big state?"

......

Since the mouse was sent to the door, Fang Yuan naturally smiled unceremoniously and tortured the information.

This Sun Er dog is a wooden face, but there is nothing to answer.

After a while, Fang Yuan waved his hand and let the man go out. His face showed a smile: "Sure enough, I returned to Dagan!"

According to the information from the torture, this place is under the rule of Dagan Yunzhou. It has been separated from Yujing by thousands of mountains and waters. However, the space storm has always been like this, and it is luck without blowing it all over the world.

Also, this is the caravan of the family. The real purpose is to send the young master to learn the art, and to do business all the way. The end point is Jinyang City.

"That is why the young master... was detected the talent of the dreamer?"

This is a big event, and the family has almost supported the family. This caravan, as well as more than a dozen shops in Jinyang City, is the expense for the young master.

Fang Yuan did not speak, but only saw one side before, and did not pay attention to how the other party is talented.

"Overall... nothing!"

He was indulging, and he thought of the broken hole and sank it.

"These cave fragments are good tonics for the Seventh Emperor. Of course... look at the last tragic, not like a food, but more like a blast! The saints are not necessarily completely blocked... If you don't do well, you will have a fish that slips through the net, break into the big world, form a spiritual land, and you don't know that the lucky or unlucky one has this luck..."