After the early morning, that is to say, three days have passed!

As soon as this thought came out, Duanmu Yawang's breath immediately became unstable. It took three days to enter the phantom in the first stage of Dabi, but if he didn't go back on time in three days, what would happen?

Duanmu Yawang had some bad guesses in her heart. Thinking of something, she hurriedly took out the life stone from her arms, and saw that the life stone that originally flickered like a flame had now become a blue piece!

"how so?"

Duanmu Yawang remembered that the life stone was blue before the blood was dripped, but now, her life stone turned back to blue without warning!

Duanmu Yawang didn't know what it meant, so she bit her finger and dripped a drop of blood in.

It's still blue.

The life stone can no longer restore its original flame state!

"How could it be, how could it..."

Duanmu Yawang suddenly became a little confused.

But soon, she calmed down again: "Leader Mo said that the peninsula this month is real, not just a fantasy, they just entered the island directly through the phantom."

Therefore, it should be possible to get out.

You don’t have to pass the phantom mirror.

Thinking about this, Duanmu Yawang suddenly relaxed.

Worry is useless. Let the boat go straight to the bridge head. The big deal is to continue walking tomorrow to see if there is any way to get out.

If you are lucky, you may meet other companions who haven't returned!

Duanmu Yawang is not a pessimistic person, since things have become a foregone conclusion, no matter how much you think about it, no matter how pessimistic, it is useless. If you eat, you eat or you sleep.

After trying to understand Duanmu Yawang, my heart is stabilized.

She walked for the whole day, plus another injury on her waist, she was tired a long time ago, so she found a better place, roasted one or two pieces of meat, and then found a place to lie down and rest.

It's dawn until dawn.

She opened her eyes, looked at the sky, and found that the sky was gray and the sun was too far out.

It is estimated that it is still early.

Duanmu Yawang woke up but couldn't sleep anymore, took out the medicine from the medical system, re-applied the medicine to herself, and gave herself barbecue after the medicine was taken. After eating, it was almost an hour later.

The sky above his head is still gray.

Duanmu Yawang’s expression did not change a bit, she carried her own basket, and continued to the east, collecting a lot of things along the way, and saw some evil beasts. When she met someone who wanted to kill her, she saw that there was no meat in her basket. Kill one, take a piece of meat, put it in a basket, and carry it with you.

She had been away for at least two or three hours, and the sky was still gray, not as bright as the previous three days, and there was no sun.

Just walked for two days.

Duanmu Yawang didn't meet anyone.

She seemed to be the only one left in the whole world.

Duanmu Yawang didn't have any thoughts, and continued to go east.

After walking for a long time that day, she suddenly saw a few traces.

"footprint?"

Duanmu Yawang's eyes lit up and she swept away the haze that the sky still had brought to her in the past few days. She was ecstatic, and quickly followed her footprints to see if she could find someone.

She followed the footprints and found that the footprints really hadn't disappeared. When Moyo walked to almost dark, a cave appeared in front of her.

There is this very neat stone gate in front of the cave. The flat ground in front of the stone gate is covered with neat stones, which looks like a courtyard.

On the right side of Shimen, there is a fence supported by branches, and two small plots of wild vegetables are planted in it.

Moreover, there are traces of wild vegetables that have been picked.

There are really people here!

Duanmuya was too late to be ecstatic. Suddenly, a powerful spiritual pressure pressed towards her. Duanmuya's heart sank, and she immediately dodged, but the person came faster, with a bang, still patted Duanmu Yawang's back!

"Well!"

Duanmu Yawang snorted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

"who are you?"

A strange and rough mouth sounded like a stone in front of Duanmu Yawang.

The palm of the other party was terrible, and Duan Muya looked at the back pain and the painful nerves were almost numb. She wiped the blood from her mouth, looked up in embarrassment, and saw a figure wearing a mask appear in front of her.

The figure was only a little taller than her, his body crouched, and the gray beard under the mask glanced at the wind, and the man was holding a very strange-looking crutch in his hand.

The back of the mask is a pair of turbid purple eyes.

Those purple eyes didn't have a hint of kindness, if a sharp sword that killed life and death would be thrown straight through the mask to look at her.

"Grandpa, cough cough..."

Duanmu Yawang was injured by a palm. Although it was hit on the back, her lungs were shocked. When the air entered, the sweet smell came up to the tip of her nose. She resisted the discomfort and said: "I am a lost person. The man is called Gongyu Deyin."

"Humph!"

The old man stared at her with a pair of eyes and snorted coldly: "I care what your name is, and you should get out of me now, otherwise, it would be more than just giving you a palm."

"Farewell, grandpa!"

Duanmu Yawang hurriedly reluctantly straightened her back, "I didn't deliberately trespass, I walked all the way east and got here. I was really lost, and I don't know how to get back..."

The old man was not interested at all after listening to her, and his figure flashed, and there was no shadow.

"Grandpa!"

Duanmu Yawang yelled, but no one paid any attention to her.

Duanmu Yawang sighed. When talking about this, she also twitched her back and her lungs were inhaling too much. The pain made her tremble again and again. There was no way. She looked around and found that there was one on the other side. Hidden place.

So she hid inside, took out the medicine from the medical system, and fed it to herself.

After eating, the whole person was a little drowsy.

Under the curtain of the sky, the night was heavy, Duanmu Yawang was injured, and his lungs were so uncomfortable that he was afraid of the cold. No one lived, he took out the quilt covered by Huo Fei from the medical system and put it on his body.

"Xiao Baibai, I'll buy it for you later."

Covered with a quilt and warmed a lot, Duanmu Yawang fell asleep.

He slept in the middle of the night, and his mind was dizzy, and he felt that his body was hot and cold. It was very uncomfortable. She was dizzy and wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up.

She didn't know how long she slept, she seemed to be better, and it seemed to be worse, and gradually she coughed in her sleep.

Coughing and coughing, he spit out blood with a puff.

It was a good thing to spit out this blood, because she finally woke up.

Diagnosing herself, she has a fever, a cold, and the pain in her back lungs is almost out of breath.

Duanmu Ya hopes that she knows medicine, knowing that this is no longer appropriate, she knows her medicine very well, if it is just a general injury, it is impossible to have so many sequelae.

It is estimated that a palm of the old man hurt her distribution, and her lungs are now bloody.