c_t; At this point he was hungry...... Really hungry and tired. [Fast update,Refreshing website pages,Few ads,,I like this kind of website the most.,Be sure to praise]――

When you are thirsty, you can drink the water of the stream, but when you are hungry, you can only eat some sour fruits that grow by the stream, and the taste is really hard to swallow.

In fact, there is a delicious roasted 'meat' of the heaven-swallowing snake in his heart-protecting dragon pattern 'jade', but Wu Heng didn't do this, he hopes that his last little bit of time 'yin' can experience the hardships of the world in a down-to-earth manner, become a mortal again, and finally be buried in the earth.

Maybe someone in the future will find Wu Heng's grave, and his heart will be filled with endless emotion, a generation of gods, a generation of dazzling legends of the seven forbidden, but the last time of his life is so ordinary and lonely, and there is no one around him.

Stumbling on the way, I often sit down to rest and enjoy the beautiful scenery around me. After a day of walking, he finally saw the crowd.

Wu Heng changed into a set of clean white 'colored' robes, his face was no longer delicate, with vicissitudes, and in one day, he turned into a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the speed of life was too fast, tens of thousands of times that of weekdays.

Not far away, there is a small village of more than 100 people, the smoke is curling, it is noon, and it is time to cook.

A strong man was in his forties under the scorching sun, with a scarf on his head, dark skin, and a wild boar weighing more than 100 catties on his shoulder. Surrounded by barren mountains and mountains, the people of this village must have made a living by hunting, so their physique was more robust than ordinary people.

He carried a hundred-pound wild boar, and his pace was faster than Wu Heng's, catching up with him and walking towards the village. [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]

"Brother!" Wu Heng hurriedly called the strong man.

"Brother, is there something wrong?" The strong man glanced at Wu Heng in surprise, and found that this was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a haggard and vicissitudes on his face, dusty, as if he had come from afar, not from the village, looking at his eyes.

Wu Heng said a little shyly: "I came from afar, passing through here, I am a little hungry, I don't know if I can ask my brother for some dry food, if it is inconvenient, it doesn't matter." ”

The wild fruit he ate yesterday by the stream was so sour that his mouth was now sour.

Hearing this, the strong man smiled heroically and said enthusiastically: "You come with me, there are some barren mountains in a hundred miles around, just one of our villages, if there is no dry food, it is really difficult to get out!"

"Thank you, brother!" Wu Heng smiled happily and followed him into the village.

"My name is Wang Zhuangniu, I am a hunter, brother, seeing that you are so weak and polite, you must be a scholar and talent!

"Brother Wang has won the award, he is useless to be a scholar, where is he like you, you can also go up to the mountains to hunt!" Wu Heng replied, chatting without a word.

When they entered the village, the villagers heard Wang Zhuangniu say that Wu Heng was a scholar, and all of them 'revealed' their appreciation, and greeted them enthusiastically. The village is isolated from the rest of the world, and all of them rely on the men of the family to hunt for a living, and the folk customs are simple.

In front of a simple thatched house, hung with all kinds of wild 'meat' preserves, this is Brother Wang's home.

A middle-aged 'woman' and 'woman' wearing a long shirt in green clothes held a white and tender baby in her arms, and the mother and son greeted happily when they saw Brother Wang coming back, and the child in her arms babbled and made a vague sound.

"I'm old and old, brother, don't laugh!"

Wu Heng waved his hand and said: "Hehe, where is it, Brother Wang is still in the prime of life, where is he considered old!"

Brother Wang was enthusiastic, and the big fish and big 'meat' entertained Wuheng for a meal, and finally gave him a lot of 'meat' and dried food for him to eat on the road.

"Thank you, brother. "Wu Heng felt 'excited' and took the 'meat' breast, and wanted to take out some things from the heart-protecting dragon pattern 'jade' to give away, but in the end, after thinking about it, forget it. If you want to experience the life of a mortal in the last time, then you will completely forget the past.

Before leaving, Brother Wang looked at the oil lamp in Wu Heng's hand in surprise, and said in surprise: "Brother, your oil lamp is really a baby, it can still be lit when there is no oil!"

"Hehe, it's just an ordinary thing. ”

"Why are you lighting a lamp in the middle of the day? Why don't you burn the last bit of oil!"

"If it's gone, I won't see the way. Wu Heng said, his heart was very bitter, and he did not blame Brother Wang for his unintentional actions.

"And such a miracle, you have to light a lamp in the middle of the day to see the road!"

He left the rustic village and continued along the stream. The sun set, and the cold rain fell at night, watering him into a soup 'chicken', and the cold wind was biting.

Wu Heng carefully protected the oil lamp, but he couldn't let it be extinguished by the rain...... Then you will have to die in the barren mountains and mountains.

At last it rained so hard that he had to find a 'hole' in the wilderness and drive away the vipers for the night. That night, the wind and rain were shaking, and the oil lamps were on and off, but I was lucky enough to survive until the third day. He saw some white strands of white hair that fell down his shoulders......

When he came to the stream again, Wu Heng, who was reflected in the water 'waves', was already in his forties, and many wrinkles appeared on his face.

His heart was quite heavy, and it was difficult to calm down as he watched himself grow older and better day by day......

On the third day of the journey, Brother Wang's 'meat' played a great role, which could satisfy hunger and keep out the cold. In the evening, he finally found a small city and came to an ancient inn.

Among them were monks who drank and ate 'meat' in the hall, and from time to time they made suspicious noises.

"Did you know that Hansen, the Sky Swallowing Snake of the Snake King Valley, passed away yesterday?"

"What? really fake? That Sky Swallowing Snake really passed away? At a young age, it is one of the most powerful primeval relics of the younger generation in the Immortal Domain!"

"Alas, the injury is too serious, the Snake King Valley has consumed a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, and it can't let the sky-swallowing snake last long, and passed away yesterday, the Snake King was furious, and he smashed the 100,000 mountains around him with a slap, and hated Wu Heng who killed his own son......"

Hearing this, Wu Heng became interested, sat at the table next to the group of monks, and ordered some beef 'meat' and wine.

A scar-faced monk turned into a Dragon Realm cultivator, and after hearing a lot of second-hand news, he said, "Do you know the Falling Cloud Fairy?" World Destroying Martial Cultivator:

"Of course, that's the pride of the heavens that everyone in the fairy realm knows, the elegance is peerless, the beauty is overwhelming, it's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes, if I can appreciate the demeanor of the Falling Cloud Fairy in my lifetime, then it will not be in vain!" said the rest of the monks.

"She became a yellow-faced woman, an old lady, in order to survive the battle in the Abyss Valley, she consumed a lot of life force, and the face of Allure ceased to exist!" said the scarface monk with a voice.

"Ah, the peerless beauty has become a yellow-faced woman?"

"Isn't it, it makes countless admirers sigh!"

"Aren't you saved?"

"It seems that the Falling Cloud Fairy plans to take the road of rebirth and put it to death and live again, otherwise it is impossible to restore the youthful 'spring' appearance, but the chance of falling is eighty percent!"

"The chance of death has reached eighty percent, and she will also take the road of rebirth?"