Chapter 222 It Seems Like I Was Also Eighteen that Year

Now that Mr. Lan has made the decision, Ye Bai's proposal has been approved.

Before Ye Bai sets off, there is still some preparation work to be done.

He first handed some of the supplies to Ying Eleven and Lan Lao.

"There are 6,000 tons of A-grade ore and 1,200 tons of S-grade ore here. You will need them to build a defense line. You must keep them!"

Shadow grabbed the ring and refused to let go, and Shadow Eleven froze on the spot.

I know I have to put it away, but you should let go!

Mr. Lan coughed twice.

"Ahem, how much ore is consumed will be reimbursed at wartime prices afterwards.

That is the highest price for ore sales in the past seven days. "

The storage ring instantly fell into Ying Eleven's hand.

He felt extremely complicated for a moment and didn't know how to express it.

Ye Bai acted as if nothing had happened, took out another storage ring and introduced,

"There are also some scrolls and props here, which were given to me for free by a kind boy, so there is no charge for them."

In addition to the supplies, there was another thing that was handed over to Lao Lan.

Lan Lao looked at the items in his hands and was a little curious for a moment, "What is this?"

"Magic conch."

Ye Bai briefly introduced the functions of the magical conch.

In addition to transmitting sound, it can also open a portal after being blown, allowing both parties to travel back and forth.

It can be effective even in the Suture Abyss plane!

Ye Bai said a little embarrassedly,

"To tell you the truth, without this thing, I really wouldn't dare go out with Brother Zhongshan."

Go out to explore the abyss plane and find weak points in the space. Without the [Eye of Insight], the efficiency will be greatly reduced.

Although Ye Bai cherished his life, he also knew that the situation was extremely dangerous.

Drag it down. On the contrary, you will put yourself in a more dangerous situation.

That's not cherishing one's life, that's stupidity.

Lan Lao nodded slightly, "This is best."

With the magical conch, Shura and others can escape at any time if they encounter any danger.

Shadow Ten also gave a batch of supplies to Shadow Eleven.

Before setting off, I had considered the possibility of fighting in the suture plane for a long time, and the supplies in this area were well prepared.

Especially in terms of increasing mental defense, not only Shadow Eleven can use it, but a batch was specially made for Lan Lao.

"By the way, Mr. Lan, after you reunite with the team, it's best to build a temporary fortress."

As he spoke, Ye Bai simply drew a design for a fortress that could withstand attacks from God of War monsters.

In this way, even if there is a wave of Warcraft, they don't have to worry about safety.

The fortress made of high-grade ores is strategically located, lacking in offense but sufficient in defense.

As for who the MVP of the game is, it goes without saying.

After setting everything in place, Ye Bai pointed to the east.

"The rescue team will come from this direction and has already appeared 10 kilometers away."

After speaking, Ye Bai shifted his fingers and pointed in the opposite direction and said,

“In order to go to another section, Brother Zhongshan and I will go here, the distance is closer.

There are still few monsters at the moment, so it’s convenient for us to travel, so let’s set off first,”

With that said, Ying Ten stood up and was about to head west.

"Pay attention to safety and don't show off."

Lan Lao also stood up, looked down at Ying Shi’s shadow, and said with a smile,

"You are only level 200. There is no need to shoulder such a heavy burden. I, the human race, have fought bloody battles for thirty years and fought hard for hundreds of years. Isn't it just to make life easier for the younger generations? Why are we still living and going back?

Let you come to the abyss, Brother Ninth is also acting nonsense. "

Lao Lan is probably the only one in the world who dares to directly say that Ying Jiu is fooling around.

As long as other people dare to say this, Master Jiu will dare to draw a knife and kill them.

As for why Master Jiu didn’t kill Lao Lan?

Ying Jiu dares to chop, Lan Tianqi dares to die!

The kind that even the strongest person cannot save!

Sometimes, there is level 60 happiness, which the ninth-level war gods cannot imagine.

Shadow Ten’s shadow touched his head sheepishly and said with a smile,

"Lao Lao, please stop talking. If you keep talking, I won't leave!"

"I finally mustered up the courage to take two more steps, and now I almost regret it!"

Having said that, Shadow Ten's movements did not stop at all, heading west.

Lan Lao waved his hand as a farewell and said,

"When we meet next time, I have something to tell you about Brother Ninth."

Shadow Ten's shadow suddenly stretched tens of meters, rushed in front of Lan Lao, and even had a sharp point.

"Lao Lan, it's such a coincidence that we meet again!"

Lao Lan closed his eyes naturally, groped with his hands in front of him, and said to himself,

"This illusion is getting more and more powerful. I can't see anything?"

When you meet your opponent in chess, it belongs.

Ye Bai gave up trying to get words out of Lan Lao's mouth, and his shadow bounced back like a rubber band.

Lan Lao opened his eyes and looked at the two people walking away, the smile on his face disappearing little by little.

In the end, his face was full of worry, and his brows were filled with worry.

Ying Eleven noticed something strange about Mr. Lan and asked softly, "Old Lan, what's wrong?"

"Shura lied to us."

Lan Lao sighed, shook his head, then changed the subject and asked,

"Did you see the blood energy beam from before?"

Ying Eleven nodded, "I saw it. It was Xue Meng's move. It's absolutely true."

"I have watched Xue Meng grow up. I understand his character. He is rough but subtle. He is by no means a reckless person. Even if he fights against the devil, he will not easily make such a big noise."

Lan Lao analyzed carefully and said slowly,

"When Shura slashed that sword, he would most likely be hated and excluded by the stitched abyss will, and the monster would actively look for him and attack.

In order to share Shura's pressure, Xue Meng released a stronger breath and actively attracted the attention of the abyss will.

Even so, Shura was under a lot of pressure. He used the excuse of splitting up, but in fact... Alas."

Lan Tianqi sneered, sat back in his previous chair, and said self-deprecatingly,

"A scholar is useless."

Every time he approached the battlefield, Lan Tianqi would face this feeling of powerlessness.

During the thirty-year bloody battle, he felt it most deeply.

He thought that he would never go to the battlefield again and would never have such a feeling again.

Unexpectedly, today, in front of an eighteen-year-old youth, Lan Tianqi regained the feeling of his youth.

A scholar is useless.

While self-deprecating, the conch in Lan Tianqi's hand shook, and he looked down, and sixty coins lay quietly on the ground, caught by the shadow.

This was the silver coin he used to buy the stone. Shura took it out to prove his identity before, and Old Lan asked him to put it away again.

At this moment, he returned to Lan Lao.

He looked up to the west, the fog blocked his sight, and he seemed to see the blurry figures of Ying Shi and the young man walking together.

Lan Lao smiled and shook his head.

Most likely he saw it wrong.

How could Shura easily walk out of the shadow?

In any case, Lan Lao seemed to have really seen that scene.

Under the starlight, the young man was wearing the Nightmare Wind, holding the Heavenly King Sword, heroic and vigorous.

Lan Tianqi hummed an unnamed little song in a low voice,

"It seems that I was also eighteen that year, looking forward to whipping the horse and being vigorous, and dreaming of my beloved girl who was so beautiful that she could shame the moon..."

The song gradually weakened, the figure in the fog also faded, and the memories disappeared from his eyes.

The wind and sand blinded my eyes, and I couldn't see the past clearly.

"He's over a hundred years old, and he's letting a kid under 20 rush ahead."

Lan Tianqi bent down, picked up the sixty silver coins on the ground, rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his old body seemed to have an unspeakable spiritual power awakening.

His eyes were solemn, and with a million-pound power, he looked in the direction where Shura disappeared.

He only heard him say word by word,

"I, Lan Tianqi, will rush ahead of everyone one day!"

One day!