Carefree Path of Dreams

"What changes in the property bar?"

After successfully breaking through the realm of a hundred poisonous refining, Fang Yuan immediately looked at his property bar:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 36

Gas: 30

God: 9.9

Occupation: Dream Master

Repaired as: Dream Master (Jiyuan Yufeng), Wu Zong (three veins)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body [four layers (1%)], Ecstasy, fascinating steps, a hundred poisonous gold body [a refinery]

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5]

"Hundreds of poisonous gold body martial arts secret law, with the poison to stimulate the body's potential, to increase the strength of the body, is currently a realm of refining, increase the power of one yuan, physical strengthening, gaining a hundred poisonous non-invasive characteristics!"

"A hundred poisons do not invade..."

Fang Yuan touched his chin, and some indulged: "I am afraid that this so-called toxic, is it only poisonous? If it encounters poison, poisonous... I am afraid that only the scorpion body will be upgraded to the ten refining and the refining Realm, you can resist!"

He looked at his body.

At this time, after the refining, his original head was pulled up a point, the muscles of his body were smooth, the skin was tight and elastic, and the color was slightly bronzed.

Feel free to move, and the bones are blown up, delivering a powerful force.

"Now, even if I don't need the power, just by the flesh, I can beat a Wu Zong!"

Fang Yuan pinched his fist with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"The affairs of the Nation and the Yuanzong are enough for the cabinet and the elders..."

He walked out of the palace and ordered people to bring words to these high-level people, let them be self-sufficient, too lazy to continue to swear, directly call the red-eyed white bird king, and returned to Aoba.

This is where he started, naturally different from other places.

In particular, Glen has placed a lot of good memories on him.

Fang Yuan came to Taniguchi and walked along.

"What person? Hey? Wang Shang!?"

Several warriors who carried the long sword came out and looked at Fang Yuan. They couldn’t help but be shocked.

Oh la la!

Throughout the valley, I heard the arrival of Fang Yuan, and suddenly rioted, from the management to the maid, all of them bowed down and bowed to the extreme.

"The deceased is like a husband, staying up late!"

Seeing as if it were before, it seems to have a different valley. Fang Yuan shook his head and did not continue to visit. Some of them turned around and left.

The former valley, the memories of the past, are gone forever.

"How do you still have a future when you are entangled in the past?"

Fang Yuan touched the head of the White Bird King: "Old white, let's not!"

This valley, this quiet country, and this continent... is just a scene in the road of his life travel, perhaps intoxicated and lingering.

But he will finally start again.

"In my life, when you live a wonderful life, explore the detachment and the eternal way, and... find the way back!"

For his own past life, he still has mourning and concern.

"Hey!"

It seems that I felt the determination of Fang Yuan. The red-eyed white bird king flew high and hovered and danced. The voice seemed to be sad.

......

Yuanxiao Prairie.

Since the three years ago, when Fang Yuan divided the Eight Khan Kings, the Yuan Kingdom has fallen into continuous separatism and turmoil.

The southern countries have a tacit understanding, secretly pushing behind the waves, encouraging the kings of the Khan to fight endlessly, and not letting a certain strength too much.

Although there are occasional accidents, such as the violent temptation of the great prince Batu, overall, it is relatively stable.

The residents of the northern area have really enjoyed peace for a while.

The sky is green and wild.

Fang Yuan quietly arrived, did not alarm anyone, bought a white horse, directly across the Yuan Kingdom, to the north of the border, the rift near the ruins of the night.

He came here and lit a bunch of purple incense.

A quiet and scent of sandalwood suddenly exudes, and there is more silky charm, slowly disappearing.

This is the token that the purple dream gave him, saying that as long as she ignites the incense here, she will have the induction and come out to meet.

"I don't know where this woman has gone in three years..."

Fang Yuan smashed the horses, began to hang out tents, prepared dinner, and thought of the face of the purple dream. He couldn’t help but smile: "With her color of the city, unless it shuns the world, no matter where it is, it will inevitably bring turmoil and disaster. ......"

With mountains and rivers, it becomes quite convenient to travel.

Fang Yuan had long planned that since he was ready to travel, the materials were naturally prepared to be extremely adequate.

At this time, take out charcoal, iron pan, and bracket, and start cooking for cooking.

The rice he used was a good Yan Yujing rice. The grain was so large that it was round and round.

The horse next to it snorted and stared at it, almost drooling.

Although it is just an ordinary beast, it also knows that if you can eat the spirits, it will be helpful for the future, and maybe even open the mind.

"It's a good animal!"

Fang Yuan smiled a word.

But no matter how extravagant he is, he has not reached the level of taking the spirits to feed the Hummer.

If it is the king of Tianma on the grassland, perhaps you can think about it.

It didn't take long for the Lingmi to be ripe, but the fragrance was overflowing, and the red light was like the glow of the sun. It was a reflection of the sunset and the afterglow of the grassland.

Fang Yuan took out the tableware and began to eat.

On the original grassland, you should also try to grab the mutton, but his mouth has long been raised, unless you catch a spirit sheep, it is really disdain to taste.

Step on!

Step on!

At this moment, Fang Yuan’s ear moved to see the border between the grassland and the blue sky in the east.

Not long after, a few black spots appeared, flying fast, then you can see that there are two waves of knights, the front wave is a small number of people, is running away, chasing after the back, bending or arching, breaking the air Shoot.

"National hatred? Family hate?"

Fang Yuan slammed his mouth and didn't have a mind at all.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, everything is a dog.

He was originally an indifferent temper, and at this time there was no idea of ​​reluctance to help the weak.

After all, the weak does not mean goodness.

At this time, he did not look for something, and he asked him.

The black smoke, the bonfire, the tent, and the vision are too conspicuous.

The wave of escaped knights, almost subconsciously, flew to Fang Yuan’s small camp.

"Catch them!"

"Don't let them run!"

The knights chasing after them have screamed, as if they had already turned Fang Yuan into the former party, or perhaps they did not even affect the innocent thoughts. They bent directly and took the arrows and flew them.

"Really..."

Fang Yuan was speechless, grabbed a stone and used his hand to force it.

Hey!

On the stone, a large number of cracks emerged immediately, and they broke into pieces and turned into countless pebbles.

"Give me... roll!"

He raised his right hand.

Hey!

The small stones rushed to the horse team with extremely fast kinetic energy. They sparked in the void and screamed sharply. They were not inferior to the strong bow.

Hey!

Large swaths of blood immediately appeared on these knights.

Whether it is to escape, or to chase, they are treated equally.

Even the thick horses, which were hit by flying stones, immediately broke the blood hole. The two teams immediately became chaotic, and they heard the sound of Fang Yuan Tian Lei. They suddenly fled and escaped, no longer dare to stay here. moment.

"Well! It's not bad!"

After driving away the flies, Fang Yuan took a clap with satisfaction.

This time he did not use Yuanli, but pure physical strength. Compared with Yuanli, the control was more refined and more durable.

On the other side of the Hu people, the demon-like behavior of Fang Yuan Tian Shen left a deep impression on them.

......

"Little prince! There is no one over there! It is a demon, a devil!"

Among the cavalry who fled in front, a middle-aged rider would say to the next teenager: "Away from him! Far away!"

"I……"

The boy was dressed in a costume of a nobleman, and his face was pale, and it seemed that he could not recover from the previous **** scene.

He took a moment and suddenly grabbed the horse's head: "No! I want to go back to him! For revenge, for our people, even the power of the devil, I have to pray for it..."

This ride will be widely acquainted, and my heart will vaguely guess that the person should be the legendary Southern Warrior, just look at the other side without hesitation and killing, and immediately have an ominous premonition in mind, thinking: "Little prince, you are a tribe The blood of the Chinese royal family is our only hope. How can I personally take risks? The devil, before, did not keep it in hand! If you believe me, let me Ayazi, as your messenger, go and negotiate with him. Let's go!"

Although the little prince said that he was not afraid of his mouth, he actually felt terrified in his heart. He immediately agreed to half-push.

It’s just that they didn’t know that Fang Yuan, who was waiting for the person to see, immediately went north and never returned.

......

"Zi Meng, you are here!"

After the hands-on drive to chase away the idlers, Fang Yuan waited for a while, and saw a touch of shadow in the corner of his eyes, unable to smile.

"It’s a little late, but I saw a good show!”

The appearance of the purple dream has not changed compared with three years ago. It seems that God is so fond of her, and there is no trace of the slightest years left on her.

At this point, her watery scorpion stared at Fang Yuan, and suddenly sighed: "Your heart, is it iron?"

"I am just focusing on my own affairs!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders. "On the grassland, the tribes whirl and whistle, what counts? If everything has to be managed, I still can't cultivate it? But at this time, don't miss the time?"

“No, it’s the time when the white hair is the least powerful!”

The purple dream nodded and suddenly whistled.

A whole body is pure white, but the forehead has a small horn, as if the unicorn-like spirit beast is coming, looking at Fang Yuan's look with a hint of vigilance.

"Well? This horse is good!"

Fang Yuan nodded and kicked his mount.

Although he is also carefully selected, how can he compare with the beast? Suddenly excited, I was a little nervous. 19