My Master is Lin Zhengying

After Nan Chen tied the horse, he also sat down on the ground.

Regardless of whether the ground was dry or not, he just lay down.

The rest of the people were not much better, and they all took care of themselves to find a place to rest.

Those who eat eat eat, those who start to sleep sleep.

Bandaging wounds, chatting.

Soon, the surroundings became quiet.

Nan Chen looked at the sky full of conflicts, silently thinking about the sky in his previous life.

In the previous life, the environment was seriously polluted, and such a bright sky is really rare.

Now, it is getting closer and closer to the mysterious altar.

If he really found a way to go back, would he go back by himself?

This thought suddenly popped up in my mind.

Nan Chen frowned, in this world.

Myself, I am nearly ten years younger.

I am the strongest young genius, with a master, a brother, and friends.

If I go back...

Bloody job, poor life.

No friends, no relatives.

Just thinking of this, Nan Chen's heart trembled again.

Everything here is dimensional.

I don't belong here.

Here, there is only danger.

Because the big world will reject him.

It can only bring him countless dangers and keep killing him.

If you want to live well, you can only go back.

In Nan Chen's heart, there seemed to be a little more firmness, but also a little bit of contradiction.

Thinking about it, Nan Chen fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Uncle Jiu and Elder Yuntian are planning today's route together.

Everyone woke up one after another, those who practiced martial arts, those who practiced martial arts.

Draw spells.

Nan Chen breathed a little, and joined Qiu Sheng, Wencai Jiale and others.

At this moment, we didn't start, everyone was talking and laughing, chatting.

At the same time, there are some guesses about the next destination.

Zhan Rui and several disciples of Tianshi Mansion heard it, and they all came over.

After several days, everyone is familiar with it.

Basically, you can talk to each other.

After a while, he helped the disciple of the Tianshi Mansion who was cooking the porridge, and the porridge was cooked.

Start to distribute to everyone one by one.

All the things for drinking porridge use bamboo tubes.

Adding a hard steamed bun can be regarded as supplementing physical strength.

This condition is indeed a bit difficult.

Suddenly, Elder Yuntian's voice sounded:

"Everyone, with another day's journey, we will be able to reach our destination.

Hold on, everyone..."

"Uncle, don't worry, we're fine!"

"Uncle, let's continue on our way!

If we destroy the stronghold of Qijue Sect as soon as possible, we will return to Tianshi Mansion as soon as possible. "

"..."

The Qijuemen disciples spoke again and again, with high fighting spirit.

Elder Yuntian nodded slightly, very satisfied: