Moe Cultivation Diary

Chapter 844 Youyuko: Ghosts Should Eat and Sleep
Leaving the tent, You Feng casually jumped and lay down on a certain tent basking in the sun... Is he sick and wants to bask in the sun...

The slight discomfort coming from his body made You Feng feel sick to his stomach, next time he would lie down and watch the stars at night.

The situation in the camp was almost relieved, Youfeng could feel that they were gradually being infected by Joan of Arc, and they began to trust her, at least that's the case with Dinoir, who was still a little capable.

As for other waste materials, no matter what they do, they waste air while they are alive, and waste land when they die. When will they become dead.

By the way, I miss Sha a bit, but have you gotten used to it naturally? I don’t even want to talk to someone when I’m bored, and I’m probably making a fuss on my own body now?

I don't know how the main body will react when he sees the gift he sent over. Thinking of what he did in Wangyue Tower, Youfeng can't help but smile badly... Wait a minute!The main body is also yourself, right? Are you cheating yourself?It shouldn't count...

The particularity of the Heroic Spirit system, after the avatar summoned in reality disappears, the main body does not have the memory of this period of time, unless the main body comes.

Of course, some exceptions are not ruled out, such as Alaya and Gaia releasing water, or some heroic spirits themselves have special abilities, which can make the main body also have the experience of being a clone.

In fact, Gaia is quite lenient towards the heroic spirits, which is quite different from the ones in the anime-style month I know. As long as the heroic spirits wish, they can still get the experience of doppelganger.

At least before Youfeng's avatar disappears, the main body should not know about his own experience. On the whole... he is still cheating himself?Very tangled question...

Lying down, Youfeng fell asleep very leisurely, and the slight discomfort would not affect it at all. For the ghost, as long as he is in a daze, he will unconsciously want to eat or sleep, right?

At least the powerful undead that Youfeng is familiar with are like this (Youyuko: That’s right, as long as the undead is in a daze, they will want to sleep and eat, this is natural law.

"What are you doing lying there?"

I don't know how long it took, anyway, it was only a moment for You Feng, when she opened her eyes, Joan of Arc was already standing in front of him, looking at him with her little head in her hands.

"Huh, the meeting is over already?" Youfeng got up and found that something was wrong... Although it was normal, the eyes of those soldiers seemed to be looking at this side unconsciously.

"Jeanne, are you really a man standing here? The soldiers below are all looking at you."

"It's not about me, it's about you"

"Huh? Whoa whoa!"

"..." Holding You Feng, Joan leaped down from the tent, with a certain helplessness on her small face, and she could sense that the atmosphere outside was not right as soon as she came out of the meeting.

Although the soldiers are still resting and patrolling the camp normally, even an idiot can tell if they glance at a certain place. In less than a few minutes, the patrol team in front of them has passed by three times...

Following the direction, her god was taking a lovely nap in a tent.

That's her god!How can someone else take advantage of holding their own god (Fog, Joan hurried up to bring down her own god.

"Joan of Arc! Don't do this next time!" After falling to the ground, You Feng said to Joan of Arc with a serious face.

So shameful, so shameful, to be hugged down by the princess...

"Yes Yes"

"...Jane of Arc, do you see me more and more like a child now?" With veins on his forehead and the corners of his mouth twitching unconsciously, You Feng said with a black air around him.

"what"

What's with that discovered expression?What a god like me did, is it too insignificant in front of Joan... I seem to have a little gastritis.

"What's going on with the meeting inside?" Covering his head, let's skip this topic.

"Preliminarily approved my idea." Joan of Arc also seemed a little tired, making detailed plans is not something she is good at, at most she has a general idea...

"By the way, the departure time has been temporarily changed one day earlier, and we will leave tomorrow morning"

"Temporary change?"

"If we don't come today, then it's not a temporary change. It is estimated that we will be notified a moment ago to rush there." Joan of Arc is still very clear about her position. She doesn't know that if a military meeting is held today, they will definitely Find ways to embarrass yourself.

Even if you barely accept it today, if you want to truly obey yourself, it is better to start with the grassroots soldiers.

"Fuck, does that guy want to die?" Frowning, You Feng suddenly wanted to go into the camp to beat that guy up, obviously trying to embarrass his family Joan of Arc.

"By the way, in order to use the tactical surprise, we have to rush there in the next few days"

In medieval France, cavalry tactics were still highly valued in the early days of the Hundred Years' War. Even with the improvement now, elite warriors basically knew how to ride.

"……so what"

"Let me take you to ride a horse." With light in her eyes, Joan looked at Youfeng with a smile.

"I can fly"

"But sages can't fly, they will be regarded as heretics"

"As a commander, you must never ride with others, or where will your majesty go!"

"Anyway, I'm just a display in their eyes, so there won't be any big problems."

"...Definitely not!"

The next morning

"Shame," Youfeng murmured dejectedly as she sat in front of Joan on a horse, while Joan was behind her, with a smile on her exquisite face.

What the hell did Alaya do to his clone!Beating an disciple to death is like beating a child, but you can't fight against Joan...

It's safer to sit in the front than to sit in the back.

"Count Dunoy is out of order today?" Gilles said strangely as he rode to Joan of Arc's side.

At the forefront of the team, the Earl of Dunoy walked alone at the forefront, wearing all the armor on his body. Giles remembered that the Earl rarely wore a helmet in battle, let alone on the road.

"Haven't you heard, kid? Count Dunoy accidentally fell down yesterday, so his face was a little bruised. Anyone who dares to approach him now will definitely be reprimanded." Patting Gilles on the shoulder, Demes rough With a smile on his face, it's so comfortable!
"Get the hell out of here!"

Just as he was talking, a nobleman in front of the team who wanted to go up and say something was thrown back directly...

"Will the Earl fall down with his strength... You won't get hurt if you hit a rock into a hole, after all, he is a well-known knight in China." Giles looked at the front in a daze, the reason was too strong.

"Humph" tilting his head, Youfeng hummed disdainfully.

Compared with Demes and Bertrand, the Earl of Dunoy is much stronger. One thousand years ago, he could almost enter the level of the Knights of the Round Table.

However, there is still a lot of gap with the knights in front, even if Lancelot came, let him kneel and lick.

(End of this chapter)