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Chapter 835 Half a piece of chocolate

"What else could it be like? There is either a magic circle or a magic weapon here. Otherwise, how could my spiritual power disappear out of thin air?" Meng Zhe said angrily.

After hearing this, Song Jiang sighed and said, "What should we do now? We can't get out and can't find Gu Hao and the others, and we don't have any supplies with us..."

Unexpectedly, Song Jiang had just finished speaking when he heard Meng Zhe's stomach growl. He immediately blushed and said, "I didn't eat enough before going to bed, and I just experienced such a violent physical exertion. Is it strange that you’re not hungry?”

Only then did Song Jiang remember that Meng Zhe had only eaten a few bites because he thought the blister compressed biscuits were too unpalatable, so he hurriedly rummaged through himself, and finally found half a piece of hazelnut chocolate in his coat pocket and said, "Only the remaining It’s been so low, if you don’t mind that I bit it, just eat it first to replenish your strength.”

Normally, Meng Zhe would have refused to eat Song Jiang's leftovers, but now he was really hungry, and his body didn't seem to have much endurance, so Meng Zhe did it After 0.5 seconds of mental struggle, I decisively picked up the half piece of chocolate and stuffed it into my mouth...

It was really funny to Song Jiang when he saw Meng Zhe devouring the food, but he was afraid that if he laughed at him in front of him, he would settle the score later, so he had to hold it back.

After eating the half piece of chocolate, Meng Zhe obviously felt much better, and his brain might be thinking normally. So he pondered for a moment and then said, "It seems that we are in the right place this time. I speculate that this forest There must be some powerful magic weapon in it to make all the immortals, demons and ghosts who come close to it lose all their spiritual power."

Song Jiang said worriedly after hearing this, "But how are you going to find that thing now that you have no spiritual power?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Meng Zhe looked at Song Jiang with a half-smile, and immediately looked at him and felt terrified, "What do you think I'm going to do? You can't expect a mortal like me to do something that a god like you can't handle, right?! "

Meng Zhe laughed after hearing this and said, "You don't understand this. There are many things that really require a mortal body to achieve them."

Although he knew that Meng Zhe would definitely harm him, Song Jiang still felt that this would not be a good thing, so he shook his head and said, "Can I choose not to be a mortal?"

"No..." Meng Zhe said without any doubt.

After hearing this, Song Jiang sighed and said, "Okay, if you can't, then you can't, but I still have a problem that I can't figure out..."

Meng Zhe said in a deep voice, "Say..."

"Why did those stone monsters only capture me? Don't tell me it's because of their mortal bodies. There are too many ordinary people in the camp!" Song Jiang said with deep suspicion.

In fact, Meng Zhe has already thought about this, but he has never found the answer, because in terms of strength, Song Jiang is definitely not the most useless one. After all, there is Deng Kai, the second generation ancestor, who is at the bottom, so the only possibility is Sex is the unstable factor in Song Jiang's body.

Of course, Meng Zhe couldn't tell him his true thoughts, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Maybe it's because you have touched those rocks. They have smelled your scent, so they think you are the most delicious! "

Although Song Jiang knew that Meng Zhe was talking nonsense, he could not find a reason to refute him, because he had indeed touched one of the stones with his own hands before. Now think about it, why did his hands feel so weak at that time? !

Seeing Song Jiang's annoyed look, Meng Zhe smiled and comforted him and said, "You don't have to worry... I will keep you safe as long as I am here."

After hearing this, Song Jiang curled his lips and said, "Your spiritual power is gone, how can you keep me safe?" After hearing this, Meng Zhe raised his hand and gave Song Jiang a headache and said, "Is your conscience going to be eaten by dogs?" If I hadn't saved you just now... you would have been taken back to your lair by those little monsters to stock up on food!"

Song Jiang was hurt by his bullets, so he could only rub his head and said, "How do you know they took me back to stock up on food?"

"What else can he be used for if not a reserve of food? A visiting son-in-law?" Meng Zhe continued to tease.

Song Jiang knew very well that he would never be Meng Zhe's opponent in the matter of bickering, so he had no choice but to say softly, "Okay, okay... I'll just reserve food! Then may I ask Lord White Tiger, what should we do next?" What to do? I really can’t walk anymore!”

Meng Zhe saw that Song Jiang's face turned blue and his breath was a little unsteady, so he said nothing more, but squatted down and said to Song Jiang, "Come up! I will carry you for a while..."

When Song Jiang saw that Meng Zhe was actually carrying him on his back, Song Jiang felt a little embarrassed and said, "Isn't this good? Could you please help me carry him?"

"Stop talking nonsense, we can't leave yet!" Meng Zhe continued to say irritably.

As soon as Song Jiang heard that he was still polite to him, he jumped up directly on Meng Zhe's back, and then he snorted comfortably and said, "It's a pity that you are too thin and a little uncomfortable. If only I could lie on your real body." Just put it on your back, it must be very comfortable..."

Meng Zhe, who had just walked a few steps, had the urge to throw the person away after hearing these words, but in the end he closed his eyes and said, "Don't push yourself too far!"

Song Jiang didn't say anything after hearing this, but he was already fantasizing about what it would be like to lie on the back of a furry tiger... Maybe the fantasy was too beautiful, and Song Jiang fell asleep thinking about it.

After Meng Zhe heard the even breathing coming from behind him, he called Song Jiang gently. After receiving no answer, he confirmed that the person on his back had indeed fallen asleep, so he thought helplessly: This person's heart is terrible. It's so big that he can actually fall asleep in this situation.

In fact, it's not that Song Jiang has a big heart, but that when Meng Zhe is around, he can always calm down, because he knows that no matter what the situation is; whether Meng Zhe has the strength or not, he can always say it. Take good care of yourself.

Song Jiang slept deeply this time, because he was indeed exhausted. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, and he saw Meng Zhe sitting under a big tree with a tired look on his face. And she slept with her head on his lap all night.

Seeing Song Jiang, who had just woken up, staring at him with wide eyes, Meng Zhe asked expressionlessly, "Are you awake?"

"Well..." Song Jiang said softly.

"You're awake and you still can't get up? My legs are numb from your pressure!" Meng Zhe said with a straight face.

Song Jiang then got up with a look of shame on his face and said, "Thank you for your hard work... Why don't you also sleep on my legs for a while?"

"It's already dawn and you're still sleeping!" Meng Zhe glared at him.