✔Dream of Space Rebirth

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Chapter 90 The Lone Wolf Wakes Up

In the end, Shen Cong didn't want to say much, but waved his hand feebly, telling him to practice hard and achieve success as soon as possible.

Seeing Shen Cong's appearance, Meng Jiang didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he went back to his room. In fact, as a monk, it doesn't matter whether he sleeps or not. It's rare to be able to stay in the space without any worries. Fortunately, let's practice hard.

After three or four days like this, because of Lone Wolf and Tang Yanjie, Shen Cong deliberately separated black and white days.

The lone wolf was unconscious, Shen Cong was preoccupied, Meng Jiang painstakingly cultivated, but Tang Yanjie became the most relaxed person.

Every day when everyone is busy, he goes out alone. Taking the bait and other things that Meng Jiang prepared for him, he went out to fish, caught shrimps, crabs, and rabbits, and had a great time.

At noon, they returned with a full load, and the spoils were handed over to Meng Jiang, who helped cook together, ate while watching Shen Cong's peerless appearance, and drank all kinds of fine wines.

Although there are no beauties here, there are beauties. Although there is no luxury life, there are top-notch delicacies here. What's more, the pace of life here is slow, which is far more comfortable than that of the noisy city.

Tang Yanjie was tempted. Although he thought the bed was too hard at first, but now he felt so comfortable here that he didn't want to leave.

Meng Jiang also has good news. The condition of Lone Wolf is getting better and better. Although he is still in a coma, his breathing is smooth, his complexion is rosy, and his complexion is much better than that of ordinary people.

The only unreliable one is Shen Cong. Seeing that he was so worried, Meng Jiang stepped up his practice and accompanied him to relax.

Walking straight ahead from the lotus pond behind Fangshan, there is a hill. Both Meng Jiang and Shen Cong seldom go to this mountain, because there are no spiritual objects that they can sense, and the space is very large, so they didn't go to explore it.

But Tang Yanjie was different. He had nothing to do, and sometimes he was too busy to take care of him, so he took the cakes or meals that Meng Jiang made in his spare time for an outing.

He was originally a playful person, not to mention the abundance of spiritual energy in the space, coupled with his body being gradually cleaned by the spiritual drink, all of which allowed him to walk more than ten miles or climb a not-so-high mountain with ease.

Tang Yanjie walked along the hillside and felt a faint smell of sulfur wafting from afar. Sniffing familiarly, Tang Yanjie had a surprised expression on his face.

Sure enough, after running wildly for a while, Tang Yanjie saw what he wanted to see. Under the smog, a pool of hot springs came into view.

Although he didn't know how the hot springs appeared in such a place, Tang Yanjie found that many things here were against the sky. Fruits and vegetables that are available in all seasons, grasslands where Chinese and Western species coexist, and those that are obviously very fierce, but seeing him just look at him, flick his tail and roll his eyes, turn and leave.

Even animals are like this, and it is rare to have a hot spring. Tang Yanjie reached out to touch the water, the temperature was similar to the hot springs he had soaked in, and he felt relieved. Regardless of having walked so far, he picked up his small backpack and started the return journey.