Lan Xin, who had left happily all the way, did not notice the strangeness of the man in purple behind her.

Feng Yue didn't eat grilled fish very quickly, and he was quite elegant in eating. He just needed to avoid the damage caused by fish bones to his lips. He was always careful, one bite, that bite.

And just as Feng Yue had been eating grilled fish for a stick of incense, the man in purple kept holding the handful of peppers and stood there quietly, expressionless.

What’s strange is that even those who are strict in training will not stand still like that, and even their eyes will not blink, and they look very strange.

"Strange, why did that little boy eat fish so quickly? It's so difficult for me to eat fish." Feng Yue said to herself, and looked at the fish bones hidden in the fish meat with anger.

He wanted to eat this delicious food, but he was troubled by the fish bones. Finally, he thought about it and just licked the spicy fish gently and greeted the man in purple.

"Ziyi, wrap my young master's grilled fish and eat it later when you have time." Feng Yue took out a clean orchid handkerchief, wiped her hands and mouth, and picked up the jasper flute and round fan.

The man in purple raised his right finger and a small black box appeared out of thin air. He took the grilled fish from Feng Yue's hand and put it in the box.

The purple ring on his right finger flashed with a glimmer of light, and the little black box disappeared. However, the man in purple was still expressionless and looked bored.

"Oh, why can't you speak even though you used dragon balls? This puppet technique is indeed flawed."

Feng Yue sighed and signaled Zi to put away a handful of peppers, and then continued to move forward. In the depths of the jungle behind him, Zi Yi followed closely behind and protected him.

Lan Xin was full and got an unknown small brand, so she was in a good mood.

"Fengyue? The breeze is bright and bright, the wind is snowy and moon, the wind is quiet and bright... Young Master Fengyue, this name is good."

Lan Xin talked to herself all the way, and when she recalled her name "Beauty Layman" she looked embarrassed.

In the Gate of Space, in front of the two brothers and sisters of Xuanbing, he talked nonsense. He said that his name was Pipi and his pseudonym was Meiren Jushi.

Now I feel very regretful!

Lan Xin covered her face and really convinced herself. After regretting this for most of the day, she finally returned to normal.

I occasionally met some people along the way, and she followed the rules and did not get to know them.

There was windy in the mountains, heavy fog, and the mountain road was hazy, so you had to walk carefully. As she walked, she found that there were fewer and fewer people.

If she hadn't seen the red fog in front of her, she would have thought she had gone wrong.

As she walked like this, she suddenly found that the small sign in her hand was burning and emitting a silver light.

Lan Xin looked at the small sign carefully. There was a red blood dragon on it, struggling in a swamp. It was surrounded by four or five red ferocious birds, but the blood dragon glared at it without fear.

At this moment, the blood dragon's claws and tail gradually became illusory, while its dragon eyes became more and more bloody.

"What the hell is going on?" Lan Xin was a little panicked. The small brand was so hot that it almost burned the skin on her hand.

But she thought of the opportunity mentioned by Mr. Fengyue. Since it was an opportunity, it should be a good thing!

But when she couldn't stand the scorching temperature and wanted to throw away the small sign, she found that it was stuck to her hands and could not get rid of it.

Lan Xin tried hard to pull it off, but she couldn't. At this moment, the temperature suddenly dropped.

Lan Xin looked at the small sign that was still stuck in her hand, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Seeing that it stopped making trouble and returned to normal, it had to continue moving forward. As soon as it looked up, it found a tall door appeared in front of it.

The door is just a door frame. It stands in the jungle, with fog, giving people the feeling of the South Heaven Gate.

But there was still the same jungle behind the door, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

Lan Xin remembered the word "opportunity" mentioned by Feng Yue again. Although she didn't know what was inside, there must be an opportunity.

Is it a magical artifact, a magical medicine, or a martial art?

Lan Xin couldn't help but feel a little excited. Of course, she wouldn't naively think that opportunities were so easy to get. She probably had to go through some training.

"Go, don't go for free if you don't go. If you don't go, will it seem too cowardly?" Lan Xin hesitated for a while, and finally walked in.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Lan Xin heard the fog behind her seemed to boil. When she turned around, she found that the door was missing.

And the scene behind her is not the jungle before!

She seemed to have walked into another space, a battlefield full of blood.

What caught my eye was the scene of the cracking of the land, but it was not caused by the drying of the land, as if it was a sharp weapon.

Broken weapons can be seen everywhere on the ground. On the lower side, there is a pool of red and black blood, which looks a little solidified.

"Brave Dragon Warrior, are you ready?" An illusory female voice came from a distance. She could not hear her age, but she could only hear vicissitudes and fatigue.

"I'm ready." Lan Xin took a brave step. She was uneasy, but she forced herself to calm herself down.

She is bound to win this opportunity.

"Come on, it depends on whether you have the strength to obtain the halo of the famous general of this general." The female voice disappeared after saying this.

When Lan Xin heard this, although she didn't understand what the halo of the famous general was, she vaguely guessed in her heart that this was definitely a good thing.

She immediately drew out her sword and walked forward with great strides, but the more she walked inside, the more she became more and more frightened.

War was burning everywhere, and the burning smell and blood scent stimulated her and aroused her fear.

People instinctively fear death.

And the battlefield is the closest place to death.

She saw many burning dragon flags around her, and something was wrapped in them.

This unknown scene undoubtedly deepened the horror atmosphere around. Just when Lan Xin was alert to these dragon flags, she accidentally saw a broken dragon flag.

The inside was wrapped with a medium-sized purple dragon corpse, but only half of the corpse was left, and its tail and two other claws were gone.

"Are these dragon flags all the corpses of the dragon warriors who died in battle?" She remembered the Apocalypse Legion she had seen before.

From the King of Apocalypse to the ordinary Apocalypse warriors, behind the exquisite and dazzling silver dragon armor, there is a dragon flag cloak that floats in the wind, making it look heroic.

Recalling the conversation with Long Yeer along the way, it seems that the dragon warriors really transformed themselves into dragons after they died in battle and wrapped themselves in their dragon flag cloak.

After thinking about these things, Lan Xin was no longer afraid of the unknown wrapped in the dragon flag.

Since it is already a dragon corpse, there is naturally no reason to be afraid.

Keep moving forward, suddenly a round bead was stepped on at my feet. I looked down and saw that it wasn’t a dragon ball?

Last time Feng Yue saved herself, wouldn’t she just give him a dragon ball as a thank you?

This is the essence of a dragon warrior’s cultivation in this life!

But Lan Xin was not in the mood to covet the dragon ball at this time, but instead picked it up and placed it in the broken dragon flag, and built it for the dead dragon warrior.

"Who is it? It can cause the powerful dragon warriors to suffer such heavy losses?" Lan Xin thought of the Jialan Kingdom, which had recently fought with the Tianlong Empire.

I thought of the cavalry in the prairie in the north.

I thought of King Ning who was rebelling outside.
Chapter completed!