Leave it to the uncle to buy road money

In the end, Jun Li, who struggled for a long time, was extremely surprised to find that he was still floating on the water.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the water with a confused expression. The cold spring water flowed over his skin, bringing a sweet and refreshing feeling.Jun Li narrowed his eyes as if enjoying himself, leaned over and slid to the shore, and leaned his back against a big rock not far away.

The ghost tiger also came over and buried its huge tiger head in the water.

It really dislikes many things that have been rubbed on its head today.

Jun Li patted the water and swam over. He was not very proficient in his movements at first, but he was obviously alone, but he was spinning on the water like a small boat.

I didn't change places for half a day.

At the beginning, Specter Tiger raised his head because of the splash he made, but later he simply didn't even bother to give him a look, and stuck one of his front paws into the water on his own.

She is very cute and washes her face.

Junli struggled for a long time and finally found the correct stroke posture. Ghost Tiger was wondering why the water splash suddenly became smaller, and an arm was hooked around its neck.

He dragged the dazed tiger directly into the water.

With a plop, a huge splash splashed on the surface of the water, and the corners of the huge mouth of a tiger that fell innocently into the water drooped downwards. It kept raising its paws, and slapped Junli's head with a snap, shaking someone's life. The raw ones were pushed into the water.

With a triumphant smile on Jun Li's face, he slid to the side deftly with a kick of his legs under the water, and surfaced after kicking his legs twice.

After one person and one tiger romped in the water for a while, Jun Li threw the ghost tiger, which could no longer climb ashore, directly onto it.

A certain tiger rolling on the grass looked frightened.

Why is this man so powerful.

Jun Li cleaned his hair carefully again before going ashore and wrapping his clothes.

He didn't mind that his clothes were wet against his chest, his hair was against his cheeks, and his whole body was dripping with water.

But Ghost Tiger, who was supposed to be dripping with water like him, was refreshed at this moment.

So Junli's evil hand reached out to the ghost tiger again.

The helpless tiger had no choice but to use his spiritual power to evaporate the moisture from Jun Li's body.

It was a fairly peaceful night.

The newly-acquainted friends invited them to have a full-fledged dinner and played in the water together. Jun Li, who followed the ghost tiger back to the cave, yawned, laying his pillow on the ghost tiger's belly, and gradually fell asleep.

The ghost's tiger eyes narrowed slightly after haggard all night.

There is struggle in its eyes.

Do you want to sleep or not.

after all.

Jinxia is slightly drunk in the sky.

It's almost dawn.

But the drowsiness and the tense nerves all night made Ghost Tiger fall asleep.

In the quiet cave, the belly of two figures, one big and one small, rose and fell with breathing, as if they were all asleep.

Not long after, Jun Li's eyes snapped open.

It was not the simplicity and purity before, but now his eyes were cold and harsh. He sat up and looked around like a scrutiny.

This is a place that is very strange to Zheng Yi.

Especially the one that was sleeping with him.

A tiger with a little spiritual power.

Apart from hating humans, Shenshou also doesn't like the weak among the same kind. Obviously, this tiger should be classified as the second category.

of course.

That was in the eyes of the former Zheng Yi.

I don't know why, maybe it's because the more I know this time, the more lonely I feel. He hopes that someone around him will always be with him, no matter what kind of thinking or purpose.

Maybe he was too greedy.

Zheng Yi's eyes were still cold, but he stretched out his hand and gently covered the tiger's huge face.

What he was thinking in his mind was how this tiger was three or four times smaller than the previous wolf.

He is obviously a big man, so I don't know how long he will have to practice before he can achieve the level of that wolf.

The sleeping tiger naturally didn't care about what Zheng Yi was thinking. The only thing it dreamed of most was probably to swallow Junli in one gulp.

昨夜

The first floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

The only thing stored is a stone tablet.

The thing engraved on the stone tablet seems to be a set of exercises for refining the soul. The only problem is that he can only understand a few patterns on it, but can't understand the words on it at all.

The only character he knew was probably the word 一 on the top of the stone tablet.

It is clear.

This is a set of exercises to be continued.

Zheng Yi, who found another exit below, thought that there was a high possibility that the remaining volumes of this soul-refining exercise were also hidden in the upper floors.

So, is learning this set of exercises the only condition for getting out of this predicament?

Zheng Yi felt that he had discovered a great deal, but at the same time felt that he had gained nothing.

Even if he saw such a stone tablet, so what, he can't practice!

There were words that even he didn't know.

Ah.

Really long experience.

Zheng Yi memorized every character on the stele, and left the Treasure Pavilion. After wandering around the City Lord's Mansion, he found a hidden place to study the things he got in order to get something.

However, after studying for a whole night, there was no result.

Zheng Yi returned to his body before dawn, but he no longer remembered what happened at night.

It's just a little puzzling. Logically speaking, he should have snatched his body back after he sensed his physical condition recovered. As a result, once he restrained his soul breath and fell into a deep sleep, he couldn't perceive the outside world at all.

It is even impossible to snatch control of the body anymore.

He thought that he would have to wait until Junli was injured or some major change occurred before he could take over his body.

As a result, inexplicably in the morning, the controller of the body turned back into himself.

There was some confusion in Zheng Yi's eyes.

Obviously, this sleeping tiger couldn't solve his doubts.

Zheng Yi walked out of the cave slowly, the mountain breeze was blowing, bringing a misty fragrance, the wind passing through the bamboo forest brought a rushing sound, and there seemed to be countless walkers hiding in the extreme silence.

Zheng Yi narrowed his eyes, put his two fingers together, and chopped off a wrist-long bamboo not far away.

A black brilliance bloomed in the air.

A neat knife edge appeared from the half of the bamboo, and it slid sideways obliquely.

Zheng Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed the bamboo in his hand.

"The hundred-year-old black bamboo is good enough to make a bamboo stick." Zheng Yi weighed the bamboo stick twice in his hands, and the bamboo leaves shook, making a soft sound that seemed disgusted.

"I didn't expect to find some useful things in this mountain." Zheng Yi Xin took off a bamboo leaf, put it on his lips, and blew out a long and continuous note.

It's a pity that there was no answer to his voice again.