Baili Wenwen opened her eyes in confusion, and the starry sky above her head made her a little dazed.
"Where is this? The spiritual power is so poor?"
Baili frowned gently, the thin spiritual power in the air made her a little uncomfortable.
She had a headache and wanted to sit up, but found that her clothes were in tatters. The gorgeous red robe was no longer covering her body, and she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth: "Damn it, that damn guy Mo Nian got drunk again.
My true self has been left behind."
If the demon thought knew about it, he would definitely express his innocence: Demon Lord, no one can control your morality when you are drunk, okay?
Baili gently touched his groggy head, raised his spiritual power and prepared to open the Lord of the Rings space. Who knew that he found that his body was floating, and his spiritual power was like the rising and falling sea, without any movement.
"Eh? Where is my spiritual power?" Her eyes widened.
But when I used my spiritual power again, I felt a strong pain coming from my chest.
At this time, the weak voice of the Lord of the Rings sounded in the consciousness: "Master, there was a space debris riot during the teleportation. You forgot to use spiritual power to protect yourself because you were drunk, and you were almost torn apart by the space. I used the ninth-layer
The spiritual power has protected your physical body, but you are still injured, so please do not use spiritual power for the time being."
Then Baili Gentle's memory dimly recalled that the feeling that he had been distorted and hit by space in his sleep just now, and almost suffocated, was not a dream?
"Grandma, that means I can't use my spiritual power and can't go back?" Baili Rouwen jumped up and grabbed her own chicken cot head frantically, feeling a severe headache.
I looked at the forest in front of me. Who knows where it is?
Thinking of her as a great demon, with so many enemies and no spiritual power, she naturally felt very insecure when she was alone in this alien world.
Her majestic villain, the Supreme Demon Realm, actually drank wine and almost drank herself to death.
"Tch! They're just a bunch of ants. I was afraid that they would die with just a wave of my hand, so I reluctantly teased them." Baili said softly, lazily and seductively, lying on his side with his afro on his head. That look.
She no longer had the sexy look on the throne, but was very funny. She suddenly remembered something and said: "You remember my embarrassing things so clearly? Find a way to restore my spiritual power quickly!"
Lord of the Rings: "Well, Master, one hundred years is better than eight hundred years since the last time you traveled to the orc world, right? That place is so barren and all kinds of orcs are chasing you to be your wife."
"Okay, I understand. The spiritual power in this place is so thin, won't it take a hundred years for me to regain my previous strength?" Baili Rouwen sat back on the ground with a look of despair.
He held his face with his fists and cursed the demon shadow, Hong Ji, and the black demon ten thousand times in his heart.
Baili Wenwen's face darkened, and he suddenly remembered the scene of himself being chased by a group of humans and monkeys running in the wilderness.
"Then why do I, Kuang Ba Tian, keep you?" Baili Wenwen glared at the magic ring.
After a crazy minute...
Lord of the Rings: "..."
Hearing his master's words, the Lord of Rings couldn't help but twitched and said: "Master, you can only slowly repair the internal injuries. Only then can you open my space first. With sufficient spiritual power in the space, you will be able to recover quickly.
Yes. I am afraid that your soul, Master, has been injured, so ordinary elixirs are useless."
Damn it!
The master's drunkenness must not have completely subsided, and his funny temper has come out again. Well, Kuang Ba Tian is the nickname the master gave himself.
That's what happens when you're drunk.
Because she had no spiritual power, Baili Wenrou could only find her way in the forest with bare feet: "Lord of the Rings, do you think there will be a ghost?"
The Lord of the Rings was speechless: "Master, you are a devil, how can you be afraid of such low-level things as ghosts?"