Chapter 895

I don't know how long later, Fang Bai finally had a little consciousness, but his eyelids were heavy as lead and could not be opened at all. All kinds of senses were not as keen as before, and the whole person was in a completely closed state.

Nevertheless, Fang Bai was ecstatic and knew that he had escaped a robbery and did not fall in the space channel.

Fang Bai's chaotic real body has a very strong self-healing ability. He can clearly feel that his body is recovering rapidly after being hit hard.

In the past, I don't know how many times, Fang Bai finally had some feelings about the outside world. He felt as if he was lying in a soft bed and someone was talking in a low voice.

"The change in the space channel means that the destination of the transmission may be chaotic, and I don't know where I am now being transported. If this is not Zhenwu world, it may be one of the three thousand small worlds If I really want to see my relatives, friends and disciples, it will be extremely difficult! "

Fang Bai thought of this, can't help but be anxious, want to open his eyes to see the current environment, but the eyelids can only open a line, and then tired again closed.

The moment he opened his eyelids, Fang Bai vaguely saw himself lying in a thatched cottage with a couple of young men and women sitting beside them. They looked at themselves with some concern in their eyes.

Fang Bai's eyes opened and then closed immediately, so he couldn't see the faces of the young men and women.

"Ah! Sister, his eyes seem to move a bit

A young boy's voice sounded, full of surprise.

"Hush, keep your voice down. Don't disturb him! Dad said that he was seriously injured, so he should have a good rest to get well as soon as possible! "

A girl's voice, soft as the spring breeze, whispered.

"I'm going to tell Dad and grandfather about them!"

The rapid sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and it was obvious that the young boy with a slight voice had left the bedside.

A moment later, Fang Bai heard the sound of water in his ear, and then a soft warm towel fell on his face and gently wiped it up.

Fang Bai knew that it was the girl with soft voice who wiped her face.

The girl's wiping action is slow and gentle, as if it will disturb her. At the same time, a wisp of girl's body fragrance floats into the nose.

After several decades of rest, Fang Bai heard a burst of disordered footfalls. One after another, some people entered the thatched cottage and stood in front of the bed to observe himself.

"It's amazing how quickly the young man recovered from his injury Qinger, when he wakes up, stew the red turkey for him to eat! "

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a deep and thick voice.

The girl sitting in front of the bed answered and got up to leave.

"But Dad, that red Turkey was shot by you, your grandfather and some uncles and uncles who ventured into the mountain. You have to use it for cultivation! If you give it to him What do you do? "

The voice is a little immature youth murmured.

"The red Turkey is gone. We can fight again! It's important to heal him now

The middle-aged man spoke in an indisputable way.

The boy "Oh" a, silence down.

Fang Bai heard the word "red Turkey" and moved slightly in his heart.

In Fang Bai's past life, the red Turkey was also a kind of spirit animal. After stewing, it could strengthen the muscles and bones of ordinary people and help martial arts practitioners.

From the young man's words, it can be inferred that the middle-aged man is also a martial artist. However, although Fang Bai has recovered some consciousness, his Qi sea is still in a closed state, and his divine sense can not be released. Therefore, others can not see his identity as a warrior, and he can not feel the level of cultivation of others.

A few people in the room chatted in a low voice, and then they left in a hurry. Fang Bai felt weak and sleepy all over. He just didn't think about anything and soon fell asleep.

When he wakes up again, Fang Bai's eyes can be opened easily, and he finds himself alone in the cottage.

Fang Bai felt that his body was better than half of the time, and the sea of Qi was reopened. His divine consciousness could be spread out and Zhenyuan could flow freely in his body.

Although it will take time for the strength to recover completely, Fang Bai is now able to fight with any warrior in the wasteland realm.

Fang Bai's divine consciousness quickly covered the area of nearly 2000 meters, and found that he was in a small mountain village.

To Fang Bai's regret, although all the villagers in this small mountain village are martial artists, they do not have the breath they are familiar with.

That is to say, because of the change of space channel, I was sent to unknown place. I was in different places with my relatives, friends and disciples. Even if I was in Zhenwu world, it must be very far away. Otherwise, I would have a good feeling with them.

There are only more than 100 families in this small mountain village, with a population of about four or five hundred.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and the south end of the village is adjacent to a large lake. The lake is surrounded by weeping willows. The scenery is picturesque and extremely beautiful.Fang Bai now lives in a thatched cottage on the north side of the lake. When he goes out, he takes a hundred steps to the lake.

At this moment, a girl in a green shirt is practicing sword by the weeping willow by the lake.

The girl is only about sixteen or seven years old. She has an oval face, bright eyes and bright teeth. She is a rare beauty.

The girl's forehead has exuded a layer of fine sweat, obviously practicing sword very hard, and is still gripping teeth.

The long sword in the girl's hand is a low-level spirit weapon with a faint ray of vitality.

When the girl's long sword is dancing, the light of the sword is bright and the spirit of the sword is very strong. The vitality released by the sword body can arouse the willow leaves on the ground to fly into the air from time to time.

The girl's hair is flowing and her figure is graceful and graceful. When practicing sword, her body is like a crane. It is very light and flexible, and it looks pleasing to the eyes.

It's a pity that the level of swordsmanship practiced by the young girl is too low and too gentle. It lacks the resolute spirit of killing and cutting, so it is more ornamental than practical.

Several feet around the girl, there was a young man in blue who was only about 13 or 4 years old, but he was as tall as himself. He stood with his arms in front of his chest, and his eyes focused on the girl. When he saw the wonderful place of the girl's practice, he could not help clapping and shouting.

This pair of young men and women between the eyebrows are somewhat similar, seems to be a pair of brothers and sisters.

Fang Bai's divine consciousness swept through the young men and women, and knew that they were the first thing he saw. Moreover, from the conversation among those people in the thatched cottage before, the girl was called Qing'er, and the boy was called Huzi.

When Fang Bai got up and got out of bed, he found that his original clothes had disappeared. He didn't know when he had changed into the same style as the young tiger.

Fang Bai grinned and completely restrained his breath. He sorted out his blue shirt and walked out of the cottage towards the young man and woman by the lake.

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