Dahan Pirate Air Force

The scene next door surprised Zhang Bai. It turned out to be an alchemy room.

A large and deep fire pit was dug in the center of the room. There was some residual fire in it, and a large four-legged copper tripod, as big as a giant pot, was placed on it.The book boy's bedding was on the ground beside the fire pit, with some straw and a thick quilt spread up and down.

There wasn't even a bed, which looked quite pitiful.

Does Zhuge Liang still make elixirs?No one has ever mentioned this in history or novels!In other words, in this world, he is an alchemist?

With his spiritual consciousness above the roof, he could see that there were not many medicinal materials in the copper cauldron. It had been refining for a long time. The inside was burnt black and it was hard to tell what had been refining.

"Squeak--" The door opened, and the book boy walked in, cursing at the corner of his mouth.He looked at the pond fire, stoked it a little, cursed a few more words, and then lifted the quilt.Then he curled up.The book boy's figure suddenly shrunk a lot inexplicably, and he slipped into the quilt and fell asleep.

Zhang Bai's pupils contracted violently, and the boy moved a little fast. He didn't understand what he saw?The bulging quilt was like a ball of dough, bulging up and down with the sound of breathing.

Everything seemed normal, but what was abnormal was his size. How could a good child suddenly shrink to the size of a carry-on package?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

There is a way that Zhang Bai has never tried.Just let your own consciousness perform magic.He tried his best control technique. This technique was the only one he was good at when he was stuck in the Qi refining stage.

After a try, it is indeed feasible. Although the power will be reduced a bit, the control technique is used at this time, so the power does not matter.

In the fire pit, the flames gradually became smaller, and the room became colder and colder. The blanket began to toss and turn, shivering and shaking probably because of the cold.

Suddenly, a little head came out of the bed. I was shocked to see that it was not human at all, but actually the head of a weasel.

"Huang Taixian! His cultivation level is not very high."

Zhang Bai quickly turned his consciousness away from the fire pit, muttering in his heart, what kind of thing is this?This is neither a human nor a ferocious beast. Could it be a monster?By the way, there are actually monsters in this world?What a surprise.

The weasel got out of the bed and instantly turned into a child again.He cursed his mother and started tinkering with the fire pit again, adding firewood and charcoal. Soon the fire started to flourish again.

Zhang Bai didn't make trouble with the weasel again this time, he just waited quietly for him to fall asleep, and then turned his consciousness to the next door.

In the main room, Zhuge Liang still couldn't sleep. In the darkness, he heard a gentle sigh from him.

There was a rather depressing atmosphere, and Zhang Bai felt that Zhuge Liang seemed to have something on his mind.But a dignified prime minister, Zhuge Kongming, who is considered a leader among time travellers, could have anything on his mind?

Why not try the art of the moon realm!

It's a bit risky to do this, because Zhuge Liang is also a master of cultivation, or a senior member of the Blood Underworld Sect.If the sneak attack fails and the other party resists, leading to a fight. After all, I am using my spiritual consciousness, which is not powerful and familiar enough. I may lose, and my whereabouts or true identity may even be discovered.

However, when he finally got the chance to sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion and met Zhuge Liang, he was unwilling to return without success.

Besides, if Zhang Bai exerts all his power and fights with each other using other worlds, he has never lost, and he is very confident.

"Just quarrel with him, or if the worst happens, run away." Zhang Bai made up his mind.

......

The apocalyptic magic city illuminated by the huge moon, the tops of collapsed high-rise buildings.This is the place where Zhang Bai and Mu Jing once went on a date, which is the cinema on the top floor of the shopping mall.

The roofs here have long been gone. I don’t know whether it’s because of the shock wave of the big mushroom or the perennial strong winds at high altitudes.

The panicked Zhuge Liang was yelling and running around here. He was completely panicked.

It seemed that... he had traveled through time again inexplicably, and came to a dark place. Thanks to the good moonlight, he could see the dilapidated movie screen, the seats with flipped cushions neatly arranged, the remaining entrances and exits, and the door lintels. on the familiar English letters "Exit".

I know you!Isn't this a cinema?I am back again.He touched his body and head. He was still wearing a crane cloak and had a bun on his head.

He ran to the corner of the cinema, where there was a gap in the wall for air leakage. He ignored the strong wind and squinted his eyes to look out.

Familiar river roads, familiar streets.It's the Magic City, and it's back.

But this magical city is very different from a few decades ago. The tall buildings are gone, there are no lights at night, and there are still shadows of the city that never sleeps.He looked around and realized that there was no such thing as a cinema in this magical city without a roof above his head.

This is not a magical city, this is a ruin.

Zhuge Liang couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"Mom-Dad-!"

After crying for a while, suddenly a hand patted his back from behind, which frightened Zhuge Liang so much that he almost fell to the ground and stopped crying.

The one who photographed him was naturally Zhang Bai, who stood behind him with a smile. "Hello, Prime Minister Zhuge, we meet again. You don't have to cry, this is not a real magic city. It seems that we are the same. You also came from time travel, right?"

Zhuge Liang immediately recognized Zhang Bai. He looked very nervous and seemed to be thinking hard about something.

"Master Zhang...what do you mean? It turns out...you can also do magic. But where is this place?" Zhuge Liang asked evasively, as if he still didn't dare to reveal his identity.

"Pretend, keep pretending! You have memorized a lot of good poems, all written by Li Bai. Where do you want to put Master Du Fu?" Zhang Bai said with a sneer on his face.

"Li Bai..." Zhuge Liang felt like he was about to collapse.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Bai laughed, "It's true that I am an immortal cultivator, but I don't know any magic. Can't you tell that this place looks like a demon city? I advise you to admit it clearly! We both They’re all the same, they all came from time travel.”

Zhuge Liang smiled awkwardly and asked cautiously: "Are you really not a member of the Blood Underworld Sect?"

"Do you know the Blood Underworld Sect?" This sentence poked Zhang Bai's nerves. He had thought that Zhu Geliang might be a member of the Blood Underworld Sect, but he didn't expect that after just a few words of conversation, he got down to the topic. "What about yourself? Are you a member of the Blood Hades Sect?"

Zhuge Liang stared at Zhang Bai in surprise, as if he wanted to see through him.It took him a long time to answer: "I don't dare. I have neither demon magic nor immortal magic. How can I be qualified to join the Xue Ming Dharma?"

"Villain?" What the hell does the dignified Prime Minister mean by calling himself a villain?Zhang Bai also looked at Zhuge Liang. It seemed that this guy had a lot of things hidden in his belly!

"You don't have cultivation base?"

"No? Do you mean cultivating immortality?"

It seems that Zhuge Liang really doesn't have any training, so that's fine!Zhang Bai didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he directly increased the intensity of the moon realm technique.

"Brother Zhu Liang, tell me the truth!"