Yuanshin: Ten tails, create him!

Leave the territorial waters of Orcel.

You Jun and several people drove the fish they had controlled before towards the salt in the ground.

"Hey, Boom!" You Jun greeted Bao Yu in the distance with a smile.

"That's three percent of what was said." With a gloomy face, the three heads stared at You Jun deadly, like a bitter lord who was by yellow hair.

It's just that You Jun and Orcel don't have a leg, and they won't be afraid of domineering.

You Jun also stared at Bao for a while.

"What's wrong? What else do you want to do!

"No, it's nothing, don't get so excited, take it easy. What can I do to you... Don't scare yourself. You Jun waved his hand.

He was just a little curious, curious about how he could see the gloomy expression on the unchanging dragon face.

"It's strange, could it be that I also learned the malicious perception of the Nine Tails?"

You Jun turned his head to look at the little nine-tailed who was lying comfortably napping in Heulia's arms after shrinking, and he was a little confused for a while.

A wooden doppelganger is created to take over the fish.

After negotiating here, the next stop for several people was the territory of the Demon God of Banquet, who, according to Heulia, lived in the suburbs of Lisand.

Since Morax and the forces of the end cut off the Liyue Continent, unless they went south to the territory of Meru to make a detour, no matter where they went, they would inevitably pass through Morax's territory.

Morax did not set up a defensive line on the seaside for the simple reason that it was not necessary.

At this time, the stronghold in the eastern part of Tianheng Mountain had moved to the rich Guiyuan, and there was nothing left there.

No matter how far-sighted Morax was, he would never have imagined that the huge Ren Yuan would be flooded by the sea in the future, and he would be forced to take his people back to Liyue Port, and finally face Orcel's fangs...

To get back to the point, the ancient return was greater than in the game, and after seeing the land, they continued to move northwest, and they soon saw humans.

"We'd better cross quietly and not be detected by Morax." Heulia looked at You Jun and said weakly, "At this time, the demons are gathered around, Morax is afraid that he will not be able to protect himself, we should avoid the point, and we should not be involved too much." It's not fear, it's just that there's no need to cause more trouble.

"Then pull up the flight altitude." You Jun looked at Heulia's apprehensive expression like a scumbag reciting a text to the head teacher, and chuckled, "If you have an idea, speak it boldly, Heulia." I am a friend on your side, not your enemy, and I respect your ideas and only appear as your back when you are afraid to forbear. You

Jun's words made Heulia digest for several seconds, and instead, she asked weakly: "Will Gui Yuan really win the Demon God War?"

"What has been done, there will be again, and what has been done will be done again." The so-called future can be used as a reference, and it can only be used as a reference. You Jun knew that this was Heulia's recalculation of the follow-up plan after joining her existence.

"Whew... So, let's raise the height first. Heulia made her choice.

In the sky, You Jun breathed fresh air and looked down.

His eyesight is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he looks down.

The Thousand Rock Army escorted the carriages one after another, the carriages dragged supplies, the caravan slowly passed through the forest, and the coachmen who drove the horses wore thick cotton clothes, and they formed a long queue and drove to the return and departure set.

The salt of the earth is not capable of organizing such a caravan, and the cotton clothes on the groom are not possessed by the people of Heuria.

You Jun said: "Don't look at the future, just talk about things, the separation collection is extremely rich, Morax has a lot of help, even if the demons are around, they may not be able to bring him down."

"You're right, I've seen Morax, a powerful demon god who can't imagine his defeat. It's just that compared to other demon gods, he is more tolerant.

"So that's why you made your choice." So if Morax is no longer tolerant, will you change your mind? You Jun asked.

Heulia thought for a moment and didn't get an answer.

At this time, You Jun stretched out his hands and continued to speak: "Leave aside the constraints of reality, Heulia, empty your thoughts looking ahead. If you put the balance of returning to the original and leaving the sand, which side do you prefer?

"No, I don't know."

"Oh~" You Jun didn't ask any more, although the shackles of thought had been pried by himself, but some things could not be overcome by overcoming.

Heulia's habits still can't be changed, and even she herself has not noticed that her physical and mental pace has begun to be unbalanced, and the whole person has become unfrank.