It was just dawning.

This is the early morning of the third day.

Wu Xiaode walked back to the beach, thinking about the night battle.

——Six demon gods.

How to fight?

On the one hand, he was worried that Xia Yu was not the opponent of the demon god, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Satan would not beat another Satan.

Ying Yuan Dao seems to be able to continuously absorb soul power and become more powerful, but—

Wu Xiaode looked at the Book of the Dead.

I saw rows of small words in ice crystals floating on the page:

"You injected 2 points of soul power into Ying Yuan's sword, and the power of the sword has been strengthened;"

"You injected 2 points of soul power into Ying Yuan's sword, and the power of the sword has been strengthened;"

"You injected 2 points of soul power into Ying Yuan's sword, and the power of the sword has been strengthened;"

“…”

This is prepared for Long Aotian.

By the way, it said it was not called Long Aotian.

What is its name?

No matter what, in short, Ying Yuan Dao cannot be used now, and you have to wait to deal with Long Aotian.

Then I can only fight with the deserted sword.

...I always feel that the chance of winning is not very high, after all, there is a Satan in his heyday on the opposite side.

Can you find some helpers from somewhere?

Wu Xiaode thought about it and walked forward along the beach.

After a while.

He arrived at the pier where the workers went to sea.

Although it was still early at this time, the dock had already become lively.

A scent of fragrance wafted over.

——What a strong aroma of wine!

Wu Xiaode subconsciously looked up the slope behind the pier and saw that there was a small market, and there were even many stalls selling breakfast.

Wu Xiaode was hungry at this time, so he walked uphill and found a table to sit down.

"Boss, beef noodle, add two eggs, a basket of buns."

He shouted at the sign in front of the stall.

After a while.

The fragrant noodles were served, as well as braised eggs and buns.

"Drink something? Liquor?"

The boss asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

Wu Xiaode subconsciously looked around and saw that many dock workers had already gotten off work, sitting there eating and drinking—

Do you actually drink in the morning?

I seem to have heard that some places have the habit of drinking morning wine.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wu Xiaode understood.

The whole night of physical work was too hard, so the workers counted on the meal and added a little wine, so that they could go back and sleep more peacefully and help restore their physical strength.

"Don't have white wine, boss, is there anything else?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Soy milk?"

"Okay, have a bowl."

A bowl of soy milk is served on the table, the temperature is just right, and a sip is light, and the taste is also good.

Wu Xiaode took a pair of chopsticks and started eating like a wind blowing away the clouds.

Halfway through the meal he glanced at the Book of the Dead.

Two lines of small words in ice crystal appear on the book:

"You have recovered a little soul power by eating."

"The current soul power has been put into Yingyuan Sword, and the power of urging the thunder lightning is enhanced."

really.

Two points of eternal soul power are the foundation. Once the new soul power is restored, the recovered soul power must be used first.

There is nothing to do if this happens.

I will always have only two soul power.

Even the Leng Meiren was sucked away from her soul power. Although she received the infusion of Ulysses's holy light, she still didn't know if she could fully recover at night.

How to call this night?

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but feel worried.

suddenly.

A black bird flew over and gently landed on the signboard of the noodle stall.

The boss turned a blind eye.

The others around didn't even look at each other.

Wu Xiaode was thinking about his thoughts, so he didn't care and just ate noodles.

The black bird landed gently on his table, tilting his head to one side so that his eyes could look at Wu Xiaode well.

Wu Xiaode glanced at it.

Well, it's a crow with clean and beautiful feathers.

——But the crow can’t serve food.

Wu Xiaode buried his head and continued to eat noodles.

Unexpectedly, the crow jumped onto the edge of his bowl, pecked at his chopsticks, and made a female voice:

"Hey, handsome guy, look at me, look at me!"

Wu Xiaode was shocked and looked around quickly.

I saw that the people around me were still busy with their own affairs, as if they had not seen each other.

——So this is a spirit!

By the way, only by awakening the special ability of death can you see these spirits.

"Hello, what's wrong with you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Young man, don't you remember me?" the crow said to him.

Wu Xiaode has no impression of it at all.

I only know the spirit of the crow that has always been called crow.

Who is this person?

He had no choice but to speak:

"Ah—let me think about it—as if I have an impression—are you!"

"Yes, it's me!" said the crow happily.

"Who are you!"

"It's me!"

"Who are you--"

"In that technology company, you and another crow spirit saved me!" the crow said excitedly.

Wu Xiaode slapped his head.

Now I remembered it.

At that time, I went to the technology company where Xia Huilan worked for. I rescued a crow and a peacock with the crow.

At that time, the crow said that this crow has a strong soul talent and is likely to become a spirit.

——It turns out that it has really become a spirit!
To be continued...