第八十六章（2 / 2）

Owantawind，saidthegeneralpleasecomewithme.

Owindonthefirsthorse，beckoneduskeepupwithmetojumponthetwoblackbacktowardtheriverdirection.

Whenthewindhasblownthetreebegantoswing，branchesrushingsound，thegroundofshrubandgrasswereblownontheground，twoblackhaironmyfacefromtimetotime(shouldplungeintoabraidforhim)Ilookedupandsawthecloudspaceofchangeaccelerated.

Allthesoldiershandsonasilvergunsquattedontheground，thesilvershellinthesunthelightsomeswayeyesarehardtoopen.

LeftagainaIsuddenlyfeeltheairaround，thenIseethereunderthetreeinfrontofatransparentblasts，justlikeinthehottestdogdaysatnoon，inthemountainsorstoneroadwillseeheatwavesinthegroundlikewatertranspiration，makeappearslightlydistortedvision.

Atthistimethetemperatureisnothigh，butoverallandshrubsunderthetreeisonthewaytotheairflowinthepast，thesehaveverystrongenergyfluctuationsingas.

Thatisthenadis

Generalyes，thesoundofthewindinthewindisstillclear，voiceofbreathcanbecondensedontheline，toeachother‘sears，andinsuchabigwind，therewasagoodothewind.

Thegreatertheclosertotheriverflowandthewind，thosewhogrowverythicktreesalsoblownswing，greatlythehorseheadtwistedtoonesideofthewind，tryingtorunforward，twoblackalsolowerbodyfromtimetotimewiththearmtotouchtheground.

Atthistimecan‘tseethesnakeinthewoods，andnootheranimal，couldforcethemarchingrouteallanimalsarehiding，sometimesthewind“attachedtothedream，“theclothesmakehesuddenlyseemedtoseehim，butthatheheadLouintheoutsidecan‘tseepeopleatthemoment，butifhisheadfloatingonhorseback.

Fortunately，istheday.

Hiswhiskersonthecuffinfrontoftheairtwist，notfarfromwhereIseetherearecloudslightup，maybeblowngasnolongerfocusedbutisthefeelingofthewindtoblowaway.

Huahuaofthesoundofwaterinthefront，suddenlyIfoundthatthegroundintheriverdirectionhasathickcloud，andwasnotfarfrontisalongvalley.

Theoriginalistheriverinthecanyon，andthatvalleyatthemomentthereareclouds.

Placehasnoanyplant，ontheedgeofthecanyonarebrownwithchunksofsandstone，thestoneslabshape，looksveryhard，layercascadefoldsareeverywhere，thesandbythewindofthegroundontheedgeofthecloudlookslikethecloudoutsideofnepotism.

Owindfromhorsebackscoredabigburden，theburdenIsawbefore，hereisthegeneralhuguenotplans，thefogherearetoxic，youseethecanyonedgeearlynothinggrows，thestoneshavebeeneroded.

WaitaminuteIwilltakeyoufromtheinsideofthetunnelbottomgoto，isnotfromtheoutside.

Itookthebaggageopenonsee，therearetwosetsofwindandwearthesamedreamdress，butthehairisnotlikehimtobefastened.

Besideeachclothesandabambootubeattachedtothewaistposition，theendoftheblackwhiskersattachedtoclothes，thisshouldbeattachedtothedreamoflifeenergybox，accordingtosaidbeforethewindwilldropofbloodisgod.

Added，owind，generalwearbeforeyoufromoneendofthebambootubedripintotheindexofblood，inthosehecanputon，aftertheeventbecauseofdreamisself-awareitwillcontinuewithyoudialogueinconsciousness，aslongasyougiveitanameandthenletitquiet.

Ithinkit‘sinterestingtoputtwoblackliketentwiththedreamthatthrewhimfrombehind，thewindwassostronghehavetwothumbsjusthold，clotheswerescrapingthelidonhisface.

Mybloodhasthepowerofthedream，thedreammadenotonlyplants，butalsotheirownconsciousness，ifithasabsorbedmybloodwillchange，butitdidn‘tactuallydon‘tknowwhatwill.

Owindcametoaboardinfrontoftherock，rockfracturebeingpewterlooksveryhard，owinddownwithbothhandsontheedgeofthestone，themouthopensoundyouwillthatpiecelooksnearlytwometreslongmorethanametrewide，thicktwohandbreadthwidestonelifted.

Therockisrevealingadarkentranceaswell.

Thesestonesdesultorily，grotesqueincanyonedge，ifnotmakethemarkissimplycan‘tfindtheentrancetothebelow.

General，wewaitamomentgodowntoyouandtheblackgeneralchangeclothes，suchasinthefollowingweneedprotectionofdream.

I‘lldropofblood，godsaidtotheendoftheopenbambootubeplug，cutthemiddlefingeroftheblooddripintotheinside.

Clothessuddenlymovedonce，twoblackandwindcansee，bothofthemaregatheredtogetherhere，justhelpmetoblockthewind.

Thenattachedtospillthetentaclescoarsenedvisibletothenakedeye，andthenasafilling，rootsattachedtoclothesalsofollowtodrumupatoneend.

LookingatitsoIstillhavesomenottrust，activebuthavedroptorecognizetheLord，itwasputonfirst，thengoahead.

Attacheddreamisactuallyabigcoatandapairoftrousers，theaboveisasetofheadoftwocuffs，herehavetwolegs，Ipickedupaspillonthewaist，firstworerobesoftwolegsandatowardthehead，aputonthedressassuddenconvulsionsoftwistedtogether，screwsleeveliketheropetightonmysoftarmor，pants，too，thetentacleslikeacordaroundthesleevesandhems.

ThegreatpowerthroughthesoftarmorIalsocanfeelitspower，howcanitbe，Iheardthewinddifferenceofsaid.

Sosaidthedreamstateisnotnormal，attachedtwoblackhandovertotheattachmentofthisdreamrip，waitaminute，thewindwhatstoppedhim.

Hereistheworkofwaternadis，thisattachedanddripintothedreamoftheblood，meigeneral:itisanatureseemstobechanged.

Beforehemet，thetentacleslikesteelwereallsetupandthelocationoftheclothesandotherbecametransparentlikealiquidbegantosoften.