Under everyone's persuasion, Liang Yunshi finally put away those Holy Spirit Stones. It doesn't matter if you don't accept it, God knows what strange things Miss Luo will say in order to persuade him.
"It's a pity, it's a pity." Pingkong made a windfall, and everyone was in a good mood. Ye Yunji looked at the night in the distance, but suddenly sighed.
"What a pity?" Lornen asked inexplicably, and the others were also a little puzzled.
"It's nothing, it's getting late, everyone should go to bed early." Ye Yunji waved his hand and said.
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, everyone stopped asking.
"By the way, will those people come again?" Lonen asked worriedly thinking of something.
"Some of them have fallen into our hands, and they will probably come again, but judging by the weather, they should come tomorrow morning. Go to rest, don't worry about anything." Ye Yunji said confidently, the corner of his mouth , showing an imperceptible smile.
Looking at the sky, the others are also relieved. The other party will definitely not be hiding under their noses. It will take a lot of time to escape back, and it will take a lot of time to send someone back on the road. Once they come and go, it is dawn. At least for this night, they can sit back and relax.
"Would you like some supper?" the fat man asked. Just made a windfall, no one can avoid excitement, and how can they sleep.
"Okay." Ye Wuse said.
Seeing that they were in good spirits, Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji did not object, and went back to the campfire and sat down.
"I'm going to cook. I'll be careful this time, and I'm sure I'll be fine." Lorn ran towards the stove excitedly.
Just as I picked up the pot, I turned my head, only to find that the campfire was empty, and all the people who were waiting for supper had left.
"Hey, don't you guys want to have supper?" Lonen asked dissatisfiedly after eating the pot heavily.
"I won't eat, I'm full." The fat man said without turning his head while raising the tent.
"I'm so sleepy, I'm asleep, call me tomorrow morning, snoring" In the tent, Ye Wuse, who was running faster, snored directly.
This guy has never been seen to snore before, he must be too tired today, um, that's it.
"Old Liang, you haven't tasted my craft just now?" Lonen looked pitifully at Liang Yunshi who was running the slowest.
"I can't eat anymore. I'm getting old and have a bad appetite. I really can't eat anymore. You can eat slowly." Upon hearing Luo Enen's words, Mr. Liang quickened his pace, and swished into the food like a frightened rabbit. tent.
Who is it, just now I wanted to chew all the chicken bones, and even drank the half pot of soup without a drop, now I am getting old and have a bad appetite. Miss Luo put down the pot depressed, feeling a bit of slander in her heart.
"By the way, Enen, remember to throw away the pot. Forget it, don't throw it away, just bury it on the spot, the deeper the better." In another tent, Gu Fenghua's reminder sounded again.
As a result, Miss Luo became even more depressed
"How could this be? Didn't you say that their combined sword is no more than the power of the Heavenly Sacred Ninth Grade? How could it be possible to injure Zhengyang and the others like this?" Looking at the seriously injured and unconscious disciples in front of him in the mountain depression, He The elder was so shocked that he forgot to heal them, and asked those disciples and grandchildren in black in disbelief. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com