The stay time is not enough to make a good meal.

Four rattan wovens were already plated with smooth and smooth elderly shaking music recliners lined up on Licang Kong Island. The music was also played with soothing pure music. Four people, four recliners, four tiger-skin mattresses were heading towards the nest, watching the wine and drinking the moon, and completely posed in a posture of pure pleasure.

To be honest, although the environment on Licang Kong Island is not so satisfactory, it is absolutely remarkable at least in terms of safety, whether it is an underground shelter or a mill, there is a lot of room for operation.

Li Cang's mouth was hot and amber-colored plum wine, and he became more and more energetic: "It's really good. The little lady's skill in cooking wine can simply mass produce Emperor Guan Sheng!"

Tai Xiaoyi: "Geese, goose, goose!"

Li Lace sneered: "Come on, take it easy, how much sugar and ingredients have you put in? You can't drink that thing, don't go crazy again after a while!"

Li Cang's face was rosy: "No, I feel good, and I even want to have another bowl!"

Li Lace turned her head and looked at Tai Xiaoyi: "Okay, you're so excited..."

Tai Xiaoyi didn't care.

Based on previous experience, Teacher Cang, who is drunk, unexpectedly can be immune to a variety of negative states, including but not limited to the sequelae of transition. Strict control and precise calculations of moderate drinking have many benefits.

Tai Xiaoyi looked at the gorgeous colors reflected on the edge of the empty island, and her face was calm and leisurely: "This is much more beautiful than the real aurora. Well, at this angle, it feels like the empty island is passing through a dark ocean. Only when the empty island passes by will the ripples of light splash in the darkness."

"I felt a strong romantic index that was far more than Li and Wang, who were all together!" Li Lace suddenly looked serious: "Miss, why don't we make do with it? These two people are really not worthy of our beautiful and elegant faces!"

"Puchi..." Tai Xiaoyi laughed so hard, "No, I don't want it!"

"Why?"

"You...you are too straight..." Tai Xiaoyi was weak and soft, and couldn't help but say the truth: "Zhong looks like a rough look, but in fact she is still very soft inside..."

“???”

Da Lei Zi suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.

Li Cangchai hugged the hot wine next to him and laughed so hard that he was about to sniff: "Tsk~"

"Three,912,681!" Lao Wang had nothing to do with all this. He was completely a paradise, counting the coins on his interface with a look of a stranger, looking at Li Cang and reporting an accurate number: "Wang is not talented, his net worth is only tens of millions, and he becomes the bullying of men and women in other people's mouths. Ha, those who have dozens of hundreds or hundreds of billions should be hiding a little bad water in their belly?"

"A 600,000 coins a day, you have one quarter of your brain left. The 3/7 base hospital can guarantee you to live for 15 natural months!" Li Cang said with a grim smile: "Do you want to try a way to live without bad water in your belly? 39.125.681 coins are serious enough for you to spend two months, and you will be reimbursed by your seniority in medical insurance!"

"Look, I'm anxious!" Lao Wang said with a smile: "By the way, what are we waiting for here? Do you really think you can see those, emmm, the truth of the essential orbit of the world?"

Li Cang habitually frowned: "That kind of thing is just a guess, it may not be taken seriously, it doesn't matter, but I want to see with my own eyes the pain I suffered!"

"6!" Lao Wang raised his thumbs up, "You are such a fucking cruel man, you are a pure slut. When the mill lies, you close and open, you will pass away?"

"With the usual urinary nature of the little coin, it is hard for me to believe that it will not take the opportunity to dig holes. It is better for everyone to stay awake..." Li Cang raised his eyebrows: "And, I have always had a very delicate premonition. If I missed this time..."

"I said I don't want it, but I don't want it. I'm the most feudal superstitious person behind my back. Haha, the mysterious metaphysical stick with a dark psychological state!"

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In the endless and distant unknown airspace, the boundaries of the world line are no longer clear. Four to five or six incompatible force fields together create a vast and slow tide that is not within the sight. This cold subspace current is neither kind nor follows a linear chronological order, and emptyly wipes away all material entities in the unknown airspace.

The boundless galaxy is like a layered millstone, each chaotic and turbulent irregular movement, grinding out chaotic and expanding dust clouds. Under the hazy galaxy, the world of three black holes flowing rivers is also grinding and engulfing each other. Its dark inner diameter is not completely silent, life and decay are there, and life is endlessly rotated.

The fragmented oceans and land, polluted life is free to spread, and the storms are brewing and dissipating, outlining dense, intermittent, and disordered paths appear suddenly or disappear between countless world barriers in life. But in the end, they will eventually unfold in multiple dimensions in space in a way that is incomprehensible to the normal view or thinking, becoming a perfect circle and a complete cycle.

These paths exist in the past, open up in the present, or appear in the future. Compared with the fragmented world, as thin as a spider's silk as a cicada's wing, densely packed like lines above, tenaciously connected, bound the barriers that bind the world so that they no longer continue to collapse or gradually move farther away.

The storm and silk threads shine brightly, and under the caress of the ubiquitous tides, it is like a candle in the wind, and it is endless and unstable.

But that kind of flicker is more like an organized and premeditated avoiding some unpredictable situation. When the tide comes, the storm occurs, the path is embedded in the depths of the world barriers, and when the tide goes, the storm goes, and the path floats at the surface of the world barriers.

The dense storms and paths carve the barriers of the world like an alternative bird's nest, building a slim net of heaven and earth from the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The three-dimensional barrier, the central overlapping part of the three-body world, should have the densest, heaviest and most hottest part of life and matter, but it is the real nothingness, a strong sense of brokenness and tear, a sense of lack, and a sense of hollowness gradually permeates from this part to the entire barrier structure, and dense cracks extend into the void.

In the cracks, branches grow, like roots relying on the cracks to grab the nutrients of the entire barrier structure, or like some kind of solidification, binding from the inside out, everything that falls apart, by chance or inevitably, some strange figures will appear suddenly and dissipate suddenly, shuttle between the cracks, roots, storms, and barriers, small or huge, turbulent or silent.

Suddenly.

A pair of ancient and dark wings wings swayed from the huge cracks. The disordered force field turbulence released by the fragmented barriers was combed into a well-behaved look, like a rainbow in the void. The turbulent tides were dressed in clothes, forming endless wings of glory beyond the insignificant small body.

“Gehe~”

A spear falcon.

The spear falcon with white fish claws holding the hen.

Traveling in a hurry.

His wings are dark and simple, with a wingspan of only two meters. Everything is as ordinary as the most ordinary spear falcon in nature before the catastrophe. Even his eyes may not be able to describe the words "harsh or sharp".

But it is such a spear falcon that sometimes follows the glittering path, sometimes travels between storms, sometimes disappears between cracks and then comes out with glows.

His eyes were pitch black and deep, without overlapping world barriers, no cracks and paths that appeared from time to time, no galaxy flowing, and no omnipresent tidestorms, only fish claws in his mouth, all this is nothing but ordinary things on the way back to his nest, and the running around for life happens every moment.

“Gehe~”

The fish in the mouth finally slipped away with this chirping. Finally, before the white fish's body disappeared into the abyss crack and completely lost its trace, its fin turned into beast palms, growing five fingers, and covering it with bird feathers. Its tail was like a cluster of corals, outlining the illusory light, flapping out the explosive force field glow, and its body expanded infinitely like a mountain...

The spear falcon didn't care about all this. He just looked back suddenly and looked at a whirlpool that quickly appeared and disappeared. On his expression, there was an extremely humanized, vivid and vivid appearance. He corrected his flight trajectory in confusion. With a flapping of his wings, the already disappeared storm quietly emerged in the void like a reversal.

The body of the pike falcon passed through it as if it had passed through a curtain of windows.

On the other side of the storm.

The spear falcon stopped in the air, tilted its head and stared suspiciously at the deserted world where the sunlight was equal to the moonlight. After a while, he hovered in the sky for a few weeks, and seemed to have not found what he wanted. He boredly picked up a fallen feather from under his wings, and then he plunged back to the storm towards the morning sun, raising some familiar smell, and easily understood it in the storm after storm.

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Each track line seems to be a purification process of life level. Not only the body, Li Cang feels that his soul is about to be sublimated. Yes, it is the serious sublimation in physical phenomena.

"Dong~"

The sound of tearing apart the world line was like a giant drum. This was the first time Li Cang heard this sound on the orbital line. Then, he actually felt that the empty island had a texture like an airplane landing.

Fierce friction, hot smoke, and displaced body groaning in protest.

The entire vision was pitch black.

But it is not really black. With Li Cang's visual system, you can see that the sun's brilliance is still in the distance, but you can't travel through the numerous plunders and grab it to reach his position. The power of the three phases is as strong as a quagmire, and jointly build a complete and unified ecological system - there is no doubt that they and their empty island are in the wrapping of a living, huge, floating land-level super-individual life.

The Mini prayer interface unfolds on Li Cang's arm without any summoning, and a messy garbled growing wildly, like a living creature, presenting a blowout growth posture. Finally, it condenses into a huge, creeping, bold: "?"

Li Cang's eyes were as big as the question mark: "I'm done, it's over..."

【Little beast!】

"How many minutes do we have?" Li Cang shook his eyes at Li Lace Old Wang, then gritted his teeth and greeted awkwardly: "After many years of this, Du Ziniang is precious to his body and gold?"

"Eighteen minutes!"

[Little beast, where is my daughter? Why can't I find the seed breath on her body? No, why does it smell like another seed on your dead island?]

"This...is a long story..."

【Long story short!】

"It came to my door by itself. You know, I don't like to eat meat, and I have always been honest and simple!"

Suddenly, Li Cang felt that his empty island was forced to move. The huge giants hidden in the dark around him were pushed and shoved, forcibly isolated the reluctance of the established track line, and forced the empty island to the upper and higher.

Boom ~

The eyes suddenly became clear.

Glamorous light, mountains, mountains, and endless and dark seas.

Life energy gathers like a vast ocean, scarlet, dark, muddy, and under the ocean that is as sticky as asphalt, a floating land that is enough to look down on the more than half of the pan-island chain system experienced by Li Cang and others. Life energy rolls over like a waterfall on the edge of the land. Countless tubes, roots, and hideous creatures and creatures growing on the land like mountains, slowly condense a huge face, and then the neck and body...

Her face is very neutral, more gentle than the male, and more heroic than the female. Her winding tentacles are scattered behind her, like wings covering the sky and the sun, forming a burning halo behind her head.

Du Niu waved his hand and pushed the living giants that eroded the edge of the empty island for a short time, but they were entrenched on the empty island like countless octopuses and did not really retreat: "Little beast, you dare to appear. What's wrong with my son? You dare to say it's a word. Today, you and your island will stay here for me to have children with Him!"

"It's obviously a cow or a horse..." Li Cang was so tough that he stepped out of the same origin channel, staring at the other side of the sky island as if facing a great enemy. "My sister in Dao, come here and get to know him, this is your stepmother!"

Du Niu was on the opposite side, but his eyes seemed to come from all directions, carrying some kind of terrifying malice that made people afraid of the cold on the entire island. Li Cang and others had a real back and forth shuttle and scratching, glanced at Brother Da Cang and moved away disdainfully, and their eyes paused on Miss Qiu, Gou Dan, and Big Kunkun who were first out of the cage. Finally, they crossed the back of the giant beast in Silver Ridge.

"Who is just a vulgar fan! How dare you covet Li Lang?"

The red lines, black snow, paper money, storms, and the gaze hidden in the void stirred a blazing light.

"Haha, little beast, I'm getting more and more comfortable with soft rice!"

She ignored her mom and stared at the same origin channel tightly until the delicate and convex figure walked out of it, and a touch of something that seemed to be described as kindness appeared on her face.

"oh?"
Chapter completed!