The last picture in Mu Yang's mind was Zhang Erdan floating in the air after regaining his human form. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but before he could see him wake up, he felt that his strength was drained, and his body fell straight down, losing consciousness.

In the confusion, Mu Yang seemed to be floating in an illusory space. There's nothing to focus on, nothing else. He saw another self, glowing with gold.

Stretch out your hand, but you can't touch it, and it's getting farther and farther away, farther and farther away. After arriving, the figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared from his sight. It was as if he himself had fallen into an abyss, uncontrollable.

"Ah...... Ah......h Beads of sweat were left on Muyang's face, his clothes had already been soaked, and his face was pale. Raising his hand, he found that he had no strength at all: "This is ...... What's going on?"

After a moment, Muyang began to calm down. When I looked up, I saw that it was just an ordinary room, made of bamboo. But in the small bamboo house, it is very clean, it looks simple and generous, and the owner should be very particular.

Looking down at himself again, he was wearing a white robe and underwear, which was covered with sweat stains. Muyang wanted to get out of bed, but when he moved slightly, a feeling of weakness in his whole body came to him, and he fell directly on the bed with a bang.

I was shocked: "How could I become so weak? How is it possible!" Running the exercises, the dantian is like a bottomless pit, a pitch-black abyss, there is no air flow at all, and even the true qi of the martial artist is gone.

A deep sense of fear, this is the first time Muyang has felt like this. As a cultivator, he suddenly has no strength, not even as good as an ordinary person, how can he survive on this continent?

Try to calm yourself down, and keep recalling what happened before. The memory stayed at the scene where he swore an oath with blood: "Could it be that the bloodline of the Protoss was damaged, and all the realms disappeared?"

While Muyang was thinking about it, the door of the bamboo house was gently pushed open. Mu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart, sure enough, he returned to his infancy, and he didn't even know that someone was approaching, what kind of cultivator was he?

"Are you awake? Do you know how long you've been in a coma? It's been seven days!" What appeared in Mu Yang's sight was a beautiful shadow, delicate facial features, a fair face, and a bit of a girl next door.

Reluctantly sat up: "You are ......" A stranger suddenly appeared, and Muyang couldn't feel the fluctuation of his breath. Even if the other party was a cultivator, he couldn't feel it now, because he had no true qi.

Lianbu stepped forward, not as twisted as an ordinary woman, but with a somewhat chic temperament: "I am the owner of this house, this is a fishing village, a village that not many people know." ”

If there is no doubt, even if there is no doubt, it is useless. What can Mu Yang do in his current state? Someone else can solve him with one finger, right? But since he lost it, there must be a way to get it back.

He took the decoction and bowed his head. When he saw the reflection in the medicinal soup, his hands trembled instantly, and the medicine bowl was knocked over: "My hair, why is this happening?" grabbed a handful of hair, but it was gray.

The strength of the realm was lost, and the hair became gray. That is to say, at least overnight dozens of years old, no wonder it will be weak, worse than ordinary people: "How could I be like this......"

"Don't be nervous, your brother has already figured it out. Although our small village is located in the corner of the burial place, it is not without its merits. ”

With a flash of essence in his eyes, Mu Yang raised his head: "Girl, where did you say my brother?" The panic in his heart is difficult to suppress, the higher the realm, the more he can't stand this kind of gap, and Mu Yang is the same.

"To the south of my fishing village, there is a pristine lake. Legend has it that if you find a pearl in the lake and grind it into powder, you can cure all diseases!"

With a wry smile, Mu Yang could guess that the guy must have believed in this legend and went to find the pearl. But this kind of legend is unreliable as soon as you hear it. How could his condition be cured so easily?

Reluctantly getting out of bed, the girl originally wanted to serve another bowl of medicinal soup, but Muyang refused with a smile. With her support, he slowly walked out of the bamboo house. Pushing open the door, a salty smell came from me, as well as the sound of seawater.

The sea is in sight, and there seems to be no anger here, and it feels very harmonious. This small village is located right on the coast. Muyang's mind turned, and the south side of the village was a freshwater lake?

"What are you thinking? I know you're not an ordinary person, but it's useless to be anxious about the current situation, it's better to stay quietly, wait for an opportunity, maybe you can recover. ”

Turning his head, Mu Yang asked softly, "Dare to ask what is the girl's name?" The girl smiled faintly: "It's good if you call me Xiao Nian, but I want to remind you that although my fishing village is very small, the villagers are very xenophobic." ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Mu Yang wondered: "Xenophobia? Is it because of what are you afraid of? Could it be that the people of Yujia Village have never been in contact with people from the outside world? Or is there another reason?"

Looking ahead, facing the gentle sea breeze, Xiao Nian slowly explained: "Yujia Village is a forgotten village, isolated from the world. We all fish for a living and are self-sufficient. ”

Suddenly stopped, shut up. Although Mu Yang still had doubts in his heart, he didn't continue to ask, because everyone has things they don't want to say, and no one can force them: "I see!"

As soon as the words changed, Xiao Nian said: "Since there is no other way for the time being, you can live well, and it is not a good thing to live an ordinary life." Calm, indifferent, and have a good precipitation. ”

Nodding, for the sake of the future, it can only be done temporarily. I hope that the two stunned people can have good luck and gain a little. The feeling of Muyang here is indeed very peaceful, but why?

At present, Muyang's situation is indeed not good, and he has lost his strength realm, but it does not mean that he has lost his memory. He knew he was still in the place where the gods were buried, but shouldn't this place be full of anger, killing, and blood?

I always felt that something was wrong, it was too calm, and it was not at all what the place of burial should be. But there is no way at the moment, he can only wait and see, he believes that Zhang Erdan will be able to come over as soon as possible.

When the sun sets, Muyang always feels very tired after losing his strength, so he rests early. In the center of the village is a place where the whole village gathers.

"Xiao Nian, we know that you are kind-hearted and helpful. You know, he's an outsider, his identity is not clear, and you leave him behind in such a hurry, what if you find out who we are?"

Many villagers surrounded Xiao Nian and persuaded her to drive Muyang away. But the latter still stubbornly refused: "Don't worry, he won't." I always feel that he is not an ordinary person, and there must be some chance to be able to come here......"