After the seal of eight sweats, the grasslands are flat.

The Yuan Wumeng Association will be successfully concluded. Perhaps after that, it should be renamed as the Xia You League. The participating monarchs will also leave with the elite soldiers.

Although the process was extremely thrilling, there was another one on the top of the head, but it was easy to disintegrate the strength of the Yuan Dynasty. There was no disaster for the Hu people to go south. Therefore, when the face was gone, the expression on the face was very complicated, and it was still Wu Yukun.

He lost the most this time, not only broke Wu Wudao and Feilong, but also left the right arm, even the country has been cut off a large piece. How to press the subjects after returning is also a great problem.

However, Fang Yuan will certainly not pay attention to this.

After the League, he and the Xia Guojun and Xie Lingyun separately rode a red horse and entered the depths of the grassland.

Huh!

The wind blew, the pastures fell, the yellow and stiff, and the cold with a little decay.

"Winter is coming!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath of breath: "This winter of the Yuan national herdsmen is not good!"

Eight sweats kill each other and cannot go south. The whole Yuan will undoubtedly freeze and starve a large number of people this winter, unless they rush to the north and push other nomadic tribes to the limit, but this will inevitably leave **** hatred. Not shallow.

But this does not do his thing.

"Going in the 20 miles ahead, there is a big lake. Before the night, it was stationed here, and it was caught up by the Batu Shuaijun..."

Going forward, a rancid smell suddenly came out with a strong suffocation.

In the sky, a lot of vultures and crows hovered as if enjoying a feast.

"I heard that the evening part of the night is also a small and famous tribe in the northern part of the Yuan Dynasty. There are thousands of adult strong men, and it is really necessary to kill them. At least they have to build a mass grave!"

Before Fang Yuance immediately, he came to a battlefield. Although it had been cleaned up, there were still broken limbs and ruins that were randomly abandoned on the side of the road, attracting competition between wild wolves and dogs.

After the battlefield, it should have been a yurt. At this time, there was only one wreck, and the ground was black and there seemed to be a burning flame.

awful! awful! awful!

This scene of **** in the world suddenly sighed.

He paused for a moment, closed his eyes, and the purple smoke group appeared in front of him.

Hey!

This purple smoked dragon snake is indefinite, telescopically wandering, and finally turned into an arrow, pointing to somewhere.

Fang Yuan is no longer confused, and goes directly to the purple smoke.

After the Great Lakes, the grasslands undulating and there was a small rift.

Fang Yuan dismounted, followed the purple smoke, and suddenly came to the depths of the Rift Valley.

After a day of running, the sky is late, Jin Wuxi Shen, Yutu Dongsheng, sprinkling the quiet moonlight.

In the depths of the rift, there is only one small pool, which reflects a bright moon, and it is like a dream.

On a piece of bluestone on the edge of the pool, a woman lying in a beautiful dream is half a dream.

"You came?"

She looked up and stared at Fang Yuan with a pure gaze, as if she had known that he would find it here.

"you are not human!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and took a sound that was extremely dignified.

"How am I not a person?"

The purple dream smiled slightly, holding his own palm. Under the moonlight, it was as crystal clear as a beautiful jade: "There are blood and flesh, will cry and laugh, women have, I have, why not people? Dream Master?"

"You really know..."

Fang Yuan sighed.

From the moment he touched the woman, he realized that the other person had a familiar atmosphere, but then he was completely sure.

This woman named Zi Meng is not the original human being in the world, but a dreamer's dream creation!

The way of the dreamer, very high can create the world! Nature can be born into all things!

But from the dead, the spiritual things, to the living things, the living things that open the spirit, and finally to the human beings, it is obviously a huge level.

If the dreamer who made the purple dream is still alive, it may be more than a questionable person!

"Although I have heard that in the big world, there is a 'dream family', but I can't think of seeing a living one here!"

Fang Yuanyi sighed: "What about your master?"

"the host?"

The face of the purple dream brought a naive smile: "Compared to this title, people prefer to respect him as the 'father of God'!"

Fang Yuan is silent. For the dreamer who can make a living in the world and create a race, the name of the gods can be fully affordable.

"Unfortunately... people don't know!"

Her beautiful face with a trace of regret: "The Father is gone... Even, I don't know why it is here, I only remember the sky torn, the earth collapsed, I was abandoned here, always Wandering in the grasslands until the people in the evening found me and offered me..."

"Before, Batu came and slaughtered the people in the night, I will avenge them, the old Khan is dead, and Batu will die next!"

Even if she said that killing is such a serious matter, her expression is still faint, with the enthusiasm of ants, the indifference of all things and dogs: "Would you like to stop me?"

"Although there is a layout on the grassland, but Batu is dead, it is a big deal to let his son succeed... there is no difference!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "But in exchange, you really owe me once, I need you to pay compensation!"

"Compensation?"

Zi Meng smiled and said: "This dream master, you know, for the dreamer, the dream masters are absolute masters, is it... you don't want to brand me and completely enslave me?"

Fang Yuanchang exports gas.

I have to admit that this woman in front of me is indeed a stunner.

But he saw a deep sorrow from the beautiful scorpion of the other side.

The reason why people are spiritually long is because they know how to think, but they are not all good things. For example, they will fall into doubt about self-existence.

Especially for this dream family.

They are created by the dreamer out of thin air, living in this world, is it true or illusory?

If the ‘I’ in the self is lost, what kind of sorrow should it be?

Inexplicable, Fang Yuan’s mind has a touch, and can’t help but say: “Survival and reproduction are the two original desires of all living things, but in fact, these two original desires can be summarized as 'existence!' The world, prove to yourself, its own sense of existence!"

The so-called eternal life and eternity are actually just a kind of continuous ‘existence’.

"For the world, existence is reasonable! Since you have existed alive, it is a proof, why bother with the concept of human beings?"

The purple dream was heard, but it was a shock.

After a long time, I smiled and said: "You, this person, is a distraction. At the beginning, I also rebuked me for not being a person. I started to comfort myself in the blink of an eye... but I have to say that your words are really reasonable. It seems that I should not stay in it. The grasslands should go south and go to see your books and culture. There are so many reasons in it..."

"Batu is the one you support. I killed him. I really owe you one time. What do you want?"

The girl seriously considered it and asked.

Fang Yuan also discovered that this dream-like daughter named Zi Meng seems to be simpler than ordinary people.

‘Is that the design of the dreamer, or is it a natural flaw? ’

Fang Yuan’s heart whispered quietly: “I don’t need anything. Just pass the Lantern Festival and go to the Dagan Empire Passage, it’s enough!”

"Dagan, do you want to go there?"

Zi Meng looked at Fang Yuan and looked a bit strange. He nodded first and shook his head. "The danger in the depths of the Lantern Prairie is far beyond your imagination. I was almost dead there, but fortunately for the night. The Ministry saved, but your words may be..."

"Oh? Deep in the grasslands, what is the horror thing?"

Fang Yuan has become more interested.

"I only know a little bit..."

The voice of the purple dream has become somewhat confusing: "In the north of the Yuan Dynasty, almost all of them are the horrible **** that is blowing white hair every day. When I first came to this world, it was there, although it was only the edge, but it was also suppressed. I was seriously injured immediately, and... there is nothing left, there are still terrible creatures..."

"Rumors... Going to the corridor of the Dagan Empire is located in the depths of the white hair. If you want to go there, you must first cross the northern part of the Yuan Dynasty. In addition to the natural power, the herdsmen living there and The tribe is also fierce. It also has the existence of shamans and warriors. Even the Yuan is not willing to provoke."

Fang Yuan listened while carefully remembering and nodding his head: "You can rest assured! I will not go to Dagan easily until I have completely lost hope."

He had long known that it was not an easy task to travel to the Dagan Empire from this continent.

Otherwise, the original evil cultist Yang Fan, as well as his own master, asked the priests to take refuge.

"Thank you for telling the girl, since then you and I have not owed each other!"

After getting what he wanted, Fang Yuan hugged his fist and turned away. He did not hesitate, but it made the purple dream very strange.

‘This dream creature is very different, not to mention a strong dreamer standing behind it. Even if it seems that it has been robbed, it’s not clear whether it’s dead or not. It’s not a good idea. ’

Outside the Rift Valley, Fang Yuan turned over the horse and his eyes flashed.

This time, I came to the grassland and finally got a lot of money. I broke through the realm of Tongmai, suppressed the Yuanwu and Wuji, and finally the purple dream information.

"The next step is to return to Qingfeng Lingdi and practice well..."

He spit out his breath and his eyes were resolute.

Master’s regrets about his heart and his own pursuits are not what this small continent can carry.

Only the big empire is the bigger stage for yourself!

Of course, I will not be so stupid, I must first turn this continent into my own back garden, search for the resources of the whole continent to supply myself, and then try to go to Dagan when I can't make progress!