Mixed Miners

"Aberdeen, this is what the aunts have done for you on the road, there are your favorite fish tofu and spicy fish." Xiaoqing A-Nan handed Yang Ling a bag, heavy, Yang Ling took over Cross on the shoulders.

"Brother, you must come back soon!" Xiaoqing's eyes were red, and he obviously cried all night.

"You a girl crying, Aberdeen is a Middle-earth, every few hundred thousand miles here, going to Yunfeng City to find the way home is definitely not so easy!" Uncle impatiently squatting Xiaoqing, then Also looked at Yang Ling, "Aberdeen, whether you find it or not, you have to come back and tell us, lest we worry, if you can't go back, go back soon, here is your home! ”

Yang Ling nodded and nodded, turned to leave the yard after bidding farewell, and soon disappeared into the quiet road.

"Brother~"

"Come back soon~"

"Xiao Qing waiting for you~"

Behind him, the footsteps and shouts that were chasing after him continued. Yang Ling couldn’t help but smile. He opened his legs and turned into a breeze, disappearing instantly between the heavens and the earth.

Here is the memory world of the Promise of the Promise. Even if it is a living and living in this world, Yang Ling is convinced that this is not a real Xiaoqing. She may be just a projection of Xiaoqing or a sense of consciousness, and she is in the piano. The Xiaoqing met by Longxing is not complete, and the real Xiaoqing has been killed by the Promise of the Promise, and then these Xiaoqing, which they have seen, are repeatedly reincarnation in the consciousness of the Promise.

And Yang Ling also has endless doubts, he wants to resurrect the Xiaoqing of Qinlongxing. According to the creation of the Holy Respect, it is necessary to kill the Promise of the Promise, and find the soul of Xiaoqing, but once he resurrected Xiaoqing, Which is Xiaoqing? Is Xiaoqing, the Promise of the Promise, or Xiaoqing, which he thinks?

Tens of miles, Yang Ling Feng Chi rushed to Changyan Town, but it took more than a few minutes.

After staying in this world for half a year, Yang Ling has gradually become accustomed to everything here. The rules here are very very stable and powerful, and they also have a very primitive atmosphere. The rules that condense themselves in the dojo can not resonate with the outside world. I can't play the power of the rules. Not only that, but the realm is also suppressed. He was originally a mysterious place, and he was suppressed here to the strength of the Tao, but in fact the most spiritual level that can be played out is not as good as it is. The spells can't be used, and the flight won't work. Therefore, Yang Ling feels that he has returned to the state of training, and the traffic is basically relying on.

At the entrance of the inn, a caravan has been prepared. More than 20 strong bee-eaters are bundled with bulging sacks, which are loaded with purchased goods, and there are more than a dozen high-headed horses. Product, God is abnormal, can make a person to fight with a ringing nose.

"The Yang brothers came on time, we just got ready!" The middle-aged man with white cheeks smiled and greeted him.

Yang Ling took out a small pocket of fish skin from the waist and handed it over and said: "Fan is a big brother, thank you for taking a ride, this is my little wish!"

The middle-aged man did not refuse, took a small bag and opened it, and immediately showed a trace of surprise on his face. "Yang brothers, this sea-east pearl is pure and worthless, and the value can be very high!"

Yang Ling said with a smile: "This is what I occasionally get in the sea. It is not worth a few dollars. You take it home and give it to children to play. It’s a little bit of a mind to go out in the wind and rain and snow to take care of your family!"

The middle-aged man stunned, and then looked at Yang Ling's gentle smile. He was very grateful and nodded. "Since the Yang brother said this, I will not see it. You can rest assured on this road. We promise to make you flat. An An sent to Yunfeng City!"

When the two were chilling, the big red-faced big man and another twenty-six-six-skinned young man also came out from the inn. Yang Ling once again greeted him, and after the young people’s swearing, eight The **** carrying the bow sickle gun turned over and drove the camel team.

"Yang brothers, let's go!" Looking at the camel team has gone 100 meters away, and all three people have turned over. Yang Ling also grabbed an empty horse and turned it over. He took the bag and the big knife and hung it on the saddle. .

The red-faced man couldn’t help but say, “Yang’s brothers are good, it seems to be a trainer!”

"Let's go, it's hard to go out of Changyan Town Road, and hurry up!" The middle-aged man rushed out with a reins, Yang Ling, the red-faced man and the young people also followed, and the hooves rushed, very I quickly caught up with the previous team.

Sure enough, like the white-faced middle-aged man, leaving the area of ​​Changyan Town is a road that is almost submerged in the wild mountain ridge. In addition, the temperature and humidity of the sea are large, and various plants grow wildly. This is the only pass in Changyan Town. The road to the outside world can't see the road, and it can only go along the terrain to judge the direction.

Fortunately, the camels of the caravans are meek and hard-working species, and they are very familiar with this kind of terrain. Therefore, they are not slow or slow, and there is no delay. The speed is about ten kilometers per hour, and the members of the caravans such as eight guards and middle-aged people. However, it seems to be commonplace, while walking and chatting, so Yang Ling also inquired a lot about the strange mainland.

This continent is very large, and it is very unknown. It has been divided into Kyushu since the ancient times, and the southeastern Shenzhou 曰晨土~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhengnan Angzhou 曰 deep soil, southwestern Guizhou 曰滔 soil, Zhengxi 弇州曰Opened the soil, in the middle of the Zhangzhou 曰 middle soil, northwestern Zhuzhou 曰 曰 soil, north Xuanzhou 曰 土 soil, northeast Xianzhou 曰 hidden soil, Zhengdong Yangzhou 曰 土 soil.

For this kind of situation that is similar to Huaxia's ancient records, Yang Ling did not pursue it carefully, and he could not investigate it. Even he suspected that the Promise of the Promise or even the extremely ancient Earth, but perhaps the legend of the Earth comes from a A more ancient legend, a legend about the origin and origin of the heavens, or, even, the earth is a world in the memory of others, a completely false world.

The more you know, the more you feel ignorant.

Yang Ling is now in this situation. Now he has been in contact with the normal or even abnormal understanding. If he says it, even the strongest person in Xuanjing will think that he is guilty.

This kind of conclusion that denies the existence of the whole world, everyone will only regard him as a madman.

Because everything in the heavens and the earth pursues immortality, lives with the heavens and the earth, controls the rules and the righteousness, and finally breaks through the heavens and the earth to become the supreme saint. From then on, it is not bound by the rules. Now Yang Ling suddenly comes out and tells them that the heavens and the earth do not exist. We are all living in the memory of another guy's conscious world.

Yang Ling did not dare to guarantee that he would be dragged out to death by those who wanted to be sanctified.

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