There was no wind in the middle of the night, and the outline of the forest sea under the starry sky and moonlight undulating.

With the help of the moonlight, a plume of smoke can be clearly seen, which spreads and diffuses when the mountain is not high enough to rise, like a small cloud at night.

Half of the wood in the bonfire was gradually extinguished.

When the flames disappeared, the smoke became thicker, the dark red charcoal crackled, and there were a few rough men lying on the side of the bonfire, snoring like wild beasts in the woods, I don't know who's feet covered with black hair rested on the other's feet. On the body, the sturdy leg hair fluttered in the wind, and its smell was pungent.

Zhenbei didn't sleep, he used a wooden stick to pull out the sweet potato buried in the fire and knocked off the charcoal ashes.

A certain white dragon had left after eating and drinking, and left in the beam of light. Now sitting next to him is the dragon scale clone of Bai Yujun who has followed him for many years.

Put the hot sweet potato on the stone to cool, and pick up the leg bone thrown away by a dragon.

Kacha~

After breaking it apart, it revealed the deliciousness inside, and handed it to the dragon scale clone.

"Eat it, it tastes very good, don't dislike it, you eat the rest yourself."

The dragon scale clone nodded and took the leg bone, grabbed the roasted bone marrow with his hands and ate it, and occasionally glanced at the sweet potato.

Zhenbei silently moved the sweet potato to him, and finally baked the sweet potato into sugar. Zhenbei didn't plan to give up the hard-won sweets, and planned to eat alone, even if the other party lived in his head for many years.

Break a leg bone and chat while eating.

"Why do I feel that it doesn't look like your body, it looks like you can eat and drink, it should be a clone."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the bones and fishbone and clam shells littered around the reef.

I almost died from a busy BBQ last night.

The dragon scale clone squinted at Zhenbei while eating.

"Is it really good for you to discuss my affairs in front of me, will you feel embarrassed?"

"No, your real self and the other you, uh, are a bit confused, have you brought you any other news, I mean you and yourself should have the ability to share information, can you share information with me? Tell me, I think your body seems to have difficulty."

Hearing this, the clone who threw away the bones nodded.

"There are indeed difficulties. You will know when you go to the main world of the Great Desolation. You can't help."

"Ha, when I completely refine the ancient battlefield, can I help solve the problem?"

"No, the main body is just eating too much indigestion and choking. I didn't expect that I would be so gluttonous, alas..."

"…"

Well, Zhenbei didn't suspect that his old friend was lying, after all that dragon was really greedy.

It's still the old saying, you can't look at the dragons with human thinking, you shouldn't be wrong if you choked, but you just don't know what kind of indigestible food you eat.

Forget it, I can't figure it out after thinking about it, I'll talk about it later.

It is said that the dragon is worthy of the name of auspiciousness. Last night, he did not forget to clean up the evil spirits. At least Zhenbei believes that the death of the evil spirits is related to Bai Yujun. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the suicide-like practice. Passed by and provoked, and melted under the gaze of a certain Long Danran.

Everything happened smoothly.

I'm afraid that evil-doing ghost will never understand what happened, maybe a certain dragon didn't take it seriously at all.

It was almost dawn, and it was the darkest night of the night before dawn.

The slumbering rough men woke up one after another from suffocation or thirst, and the dragon scale clone disappeared silently.

Zhenbei threw a handful of hay into the ashes, skillfully blowing air to ignite it, and then threw the food left over from last night's barbecue directly into the fire.

The brothers are a bunch of reckless people, and they have to cook in a shoddy way.

Regardless of whether it will burn in the fire, I took a thin stick with charcoal and went to the water to brush my teeth and wash my face.

Several people yawned and squatted by the water to wash their faces.

"Boss, I remember that I died once yesterday, and then... how did I come back to life? Did I have a nightmare?"

The rough man who died once wiped his face, his eyes were confused and tried to remember.

Zhenbei was stunned, spit out the river water in his mouth, and looked at his good brother with scrutiny eyes, suspecting that his memory had been modified!

The other few also followed and said some lost words.

"Yesterday was still fighting, how did we get here? Are we deserters?"

"What's the matter with deserters? We're not assigned once or twice as deserters."

"It makes sense. For the sake of eating, the brothers are different from those stupid cannon fodders who worship the nobles as their ancestors. Their lives belong to others."

"I just want to know how to get here, and who eats these bones and fish bones?"

"Oops! Who ate so much? It's really edible!"

Zhenbei, who was silent next to him, figured out that their memories had really been tampered with. No doubt it was done by Bai Moulong. It is estimated that the memories of tens of thousands of people on the battlefield had been tampered with. It sounded shocking, but Zhenbei believed that he was right. Very easy for a dragon.

Zhenbei has seen immortals, but no one except Bai Bai has such a method.

Take a few sips of water and feel refreshed.

"As expected of the **** emperor in the future, he is really strong, even if I absorb the ancient battlefield, I can't beat it..."

In the desolate battlefield where the corpses of gods and beasts are everywhere, Bai Yujun's dragon scale clone smiled slightly and directly filtered out the complaints.

…

A small remote world.

Bai Yujun opened his eyes, the fat-headed cat whose head was dozing on the threshold looked back, raised one front paw and stretched out to continue to dutifully look at the door. The beard is clearly visible.

Although a certain white was awake, he still lay down and was too lazy to move, and carried forward the spirit of laziness with the fat cat.

Why stand when you can lie down and enjoy the afternoon sun?

Being frozen in the ice is already very hard work. Even if you project your consciousness, you can still feel the cold and the scorching heat. It is like the endless cycle of yin and yang. The physique is almost perfect, especially the blood of the orthodox emperor of the dragon family, otherwise Bai Yujun will not be able to bear it.

As the savior who saves all living beings, it is reasonable to be lazy.

Before you know it, it's raining again...

The two lazy people spent their days in a daze, and unknowingly the four suns rose and the moon set. When they went out one day, they found that grass had grown in the cracks on the ground around the pavilion due to neglect.

A certain white changed into the elaborate cook's clothes, and suddenly wanted to eat some green onion tofu, stepping on the clouds and floating out the door, only to find that the house was overgrown with weeds.

Jumping off the cloud, UU reading www.uukanshu.com bent down and pulled a weed into his mouth.

"Low-grade spirit grass? Well, it must be the dragon that influenced the grass on the top of the mountain to grow the spirit grass."

The fat-headed cat sniffed the smell and didn't move his mouth. If he had swallowed it long ago, and now he was fed by the scraps thrown away by a certain white, he had already cultivated the consciousness of the smell of wine and meat, and had forgotten the virtue of diligence and thrift.

Bai Yujun threw away the remaining blade of grass in his hand.

"Since you don't eat it, leave it to the beasts and birds in the mountains to eat, and everything will be a blessing."

He jumped on the clouds and floated slowly to the open space behind the building to collect ingredients. At the beginning, he threw some vegetable seeds at random and grew well, but unfortunately he didn't learn how to weed and expel insects every day.

I just pulled out some green onions and noticed a person on the mountain road.

"There's a client here, um... a little beggar?"

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