Chapter 576: Retreating Worship

Ming Qi sneered, "Patronus! It's too gorgeous, it's more practical to be greedy." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoLet's take a look at what the power of these birds with potential patron saint qualifications abandoned by these aliens is, what will their desires be, and where will their compassion begin when they are cruel in the true sense of the word?"

Suddenly, Zen Xiu felt the restlessness of the bone-eating bee colonies that he had recalled, which had shrunk their bodies and been stored in the hive. The entire bone-eating hive seemed to be beating up and down spontaneously in Shanxiu's hands. Shanxiu frowned, "Could it be, could it be that they sensed the existence of these flying birds." ā€

Ming Qi stretched out his finger and flicked his chin, "Originally, today's theme is the fate of all fate. You see, you see, they haven't digressed all along. This is simply a duel between two generations of Patronus, or it can be said to be a complaint, the battle of humans is resolved among humans, and the things between Patronus are resolved between Patronus. ā€

Shanxiu looked down again, the hive in his hand, it was almost an irrepressible dynamic force, with him, his entire arm was numb by this power, "Their target is indeed those flying birds." He let out a muffled sound of confirmation.

The crossbowman suddenly exclaimed, "Look, that's ......"

Ming Qi and Shan Xiu raised their heads and looked in the direction of the bow and crossbow, and the light that had been hovering above the corpse turned into a swimming dragon, which had turned around and was approaching the hive in Shan Xiu's hand. The light from around them even changed the color of the entire sky. The purple light fell on everyone's face. And it flows back and forth, and the whole atmosphere becomes so eerie.

Ming Qi looked excited at the light, but after waiting, he didn't see the slightest hint of Shanxiu releasing the bone-eating bees in his hand, he stared at him, "What? What is the brother still hesitating about? Now it is not the struggle that we impose on them to fight each other, but they want to really compete with each other and get a result." Could it be that the elder brother has already seen the final outcome, does he think that the bone-eating bees will lose, or will they lose both? ā€

Shanxiu pondered for a moment and said, "These bone-eating bees will be the only guides to take us out. ā€

Ming Qi pointed at the leader who was still motionless when he fell to the side, "How could it be?" Then, his gaze at the leader suddenly paused, and he already felt the stiffness of the leader's body, and his lips trembled, "Then, that person, has he been scared to death? Are these bone-eating bees the only ones who are taking us out now? So, we must not let these birds swallow them." The leader is dead, and we now have no way of knowing how to control the birds. ā€

"Have you noticed that the light of these birds has become brighter?" said the crossbowman.

Ming Qi scratched his chin, "Looks like we're going to have to figure out why they're shiny." Is it anger or hunger? or both. ā€

Shan Xiu's hands were no longer able to control the bone-eating bees that were constantly releasing their power, and he shouted to the Ming Qi and crossbowmen, "Those lights should be the release of all the power of these birds, with the increase of time, there will be an inevitable reduction, if we can help the bone-eating bees drag a little longer before entering the battle, maybe it will increase the chances of some bone-eating bees winning." ā€

Ming Qi also reached out to help him catch the hive, "But in order for the bone-eating bees to go out and fight, release such a strong struggling force, we can't control them for long." In this way, their combat effectiveness is reduced to us. It's a shame, it's a pity for both of us. His long hair that was scattered over his shoulders was blown first to the left, then to the right, and finally to the odd direction of the wind. One pair of hands couldn't get rid of the bone-eating bee's jump, so he could only look at Shanxiu through the cracks in these messy hairs.

The expression on Shanxiu's face was very contradictory, "There is nothing wrong with these flying birds, at least in comparison with the right and wrong of these bone-eating bees, they are right, and their strength will be stronger." Despite their relegation to the Patronus Saints, these bone-eating wasps are not yet their true rivals. ā€

Ming Qi was just about to open his mouth to ask him what he meant, but he was forced to swallow two mouthfuls of wind that kept surging in front of him, and then gritted his teeth and asked harder and harder, "What does brother mean exactly?" There should be something in that leader to control these birds, so he will be freely abandoned by the ancestors of these aliens. And the bone-eating bees that have always given them a headache have become the objects of their worship, only because they are more helpless than them. ā€

After organizing the meaning of these words again, he let out a long sigh, and it turned out that this kind of "fear of good" is not only applicable among humans, but also in the relationship between humans and animals. Therefore, these birds were abandoned by these aliens because they were indifferent, and they also became angry because of these grievances. But it's ridiculous to think about it, compared to these birds and bone-eating bees, they are outsiders, but they have to solve their old hatred from the root. It should have been hit by a huge stone, and the sedan chair man on one side of the sedan chair stumbled a lot, and then, sitting in it, Yun Zhi was lifted high, and the top of his head hit the top of the sedan chair hard, he wiped the saliva on his mouth and sobered up, a pair of eyes widened, and he looked out in confusion, and it took a long time to reflect where he was, or the sedan chair that was turning around in the palace according to the meaning of Ming Qi.

He was sleepy from sitting for too long, and most importantly, he had just fulfilled that dream again, in which he remembered a story that Ming Qi told when he was drunk, and the hateful thing was that he never said the end. He kept asking, and Ming Qi kept answering perfunctorily, anyway, everyone is alive, this is the end. Now, sitting in a sedan chair, I am very bored and think of this fantastical thing again.

Mingqi is simply not credible.

The reason why this matter has always haunted Yun Zhu is only because Ming Qi actually doesn't like to tell stories very much. He never likes to say exaggerated things, and with his character, he will directly do those exaggerated things. But whenever he talks about it, it is very vivid, very different from his style of short narrative. It's as real and irrefutable as if he was absolutely there.

However, after sitting for so long, where did the sedan chair go? Yun Zhi remembered that he should secretly open the corner of the sedan curtain to take a closer look, this time, no one in the sedan chair made a rude move to hold down his small action.