Chapter 1111

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such a rare opportunity to chat, Yang Zimei did not want to waste time with him on the issue of dragon chasing the moon. Therefore, she avoided talking about it. Just when she wanted to ask him about his current situation, she heard other people's voices over there, and her tone was a little hasty. She vaguely heard a few words about Les killing Li Tuo.

Yang Zimei heard the voice of dragon breathing day by day in the telephone, and his heart was also suspended.

It seems that something is wrong with him.

So, she said consciously, "every day, you have something to do first. I'll hang up and call me when I'm free."

"Good."

Dragon day by day voice a bit heavy should a, hang up the phone.

Listen to the voice of the phone, Yang Zimei's heart is a burst of empty!

If you don't call him, it's OK. It's not really missing.

But, once hit, that kind of hang up after the feeling, very uncomfortable, feel the world has become empty, let her have a kind of rootless feeling.

Fortunately, however, she was busy and did not have much time to be distracted by the emptiness.

"Master Yang, I've had a good rest. Let's get ready for action. Otherwise, I won't have time."

Huo Wenhua vaguely felt that his deadline was coming, and he didn't want to die before he saw more. Therefore, he just took a little rest and immediately asked for action.

Yang Zimei looked at him and the copy ghost, nodded, "well, it's getting dark, we really have to hurry up."

This time, their goal is to go to Shimada.

In the memory of Yang Zimei's last life, this Shangdao field is the most fertile place in Huangcun, and the rice crops grow very well.

But now, everywhere is cracked and burnt black, without any green growth, no snake, insect, rat or ant crawling, it's a dead land.

Standing here, I feel like standing on a pile of just burned coal ash, dry and hot.

Yang Zimei couldn't stand this kind of dryness. He took out a piece of snow lotus and put it in his mouth. The rest was given to Xiaoqian. Each of them had a piece. Eight bodyguards also had a share.

Yang Zimei would not feel heartache when he divided gold, silver and jewelry. After all, it was an external object.

But the snow lotus, but the snow lake left her a rare elixir, such a division of food, it is a pity, but there is no way.

She also pasted a water gathering symbol on everyone's body to make them a little more comfortable.

Yang Zimei and Xiaoqian Lianyi search shangdaotian for a while. They find six blood stained stone slabs for the fire bureau, and let the bodyguards dig them up and crack them.

With the experience of the first time, this crack is much faster.

However, the difference is that in addition to the six blood stained stone slabs, there is actually a stone tablet.

The inscription on the stone tablet is unknown to Yang Zimei, who is proficient in ancient literature. It is a very strange and rare font, and I don't know which era or nation has disappeared.

Lianyi looks at it carefully to show that she knows her.

"Eh? Lianyi, why do you know this word? "

Yang Zimei asked suspiciously, "what's written on it?"

"This is the language of my people!"

Ripple wrote on the ground, "it says, I want to become a thousand year old devil to pester you, so that you can't live beyond life, suffer from hell fire refining calendar."

See this extremely angry words, Yang Zimei chicken skin slightly uplift.

No wonder shangdaotian is drier and hotter than Qingyan slope. Apart from the flame Bureau, it is also because this poem is carved on a very Yin stone tablet dyed with virgin's blood.

It's like pouring oil on the fire, burning more intensely!

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