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Jun Mowen raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Look, they quarreled." ”

This man also has a system!

Anru thought silently, she should have guessed it when she knew that the other party was Mo Wen's surname in the Starlight Group.

The Kyushu Spiritual Department is built on a forked giant tree, surrounded by white clouds, and a small waterfall cascading, which is completely in line with people's fantasy of fairyland.

The branches of the giant trees extend to form streets, and the buildings on both sides are entwined with vines, some blooming, some bearing fruit, and some overgrown with thorns, each with its own characteristics.

At your feet is a dark brown tree trunk road, and through the three-dimensional map, you can see a trace of clouds flowing out of the bark of the tree, and you can smell the peach blossoms when you breathe deeply.

Anjou crouched down and stroked the rough ground beneath her feet, feeling inexplicable.

Jun Mo asked back: "What are you looking at?"

Anru shook her head and stood up: "I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that this tree is strong on the outside and is about to die." ”

"You're right. Jun Mowen raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "This tree reflects the origin of the blue small world, three hundred years ago, the spiritual vein was cut off, it began to wither, a few leaves can still be found in the past few years, since last year, all the leaves have fallen, and the broken branches on the periphery have also become dry, and in a few years, it will completely die." ”

"What about our world, will all the oases become deserts?" Anjou, who knows a lot about myths and legends, naturally knows how serious the death of the origin of the world is.

"No, the natural healing rate is very strong, the death of the origin is just the extinction of the aura, and people can no longer cultivate, and it will become the era of the end of the law. Jun Mowen's voice was low, which could soothe people's hearts: "The world of the end of the law is a desperate situation for monks, but for ordinary people, as long as they change an energy source, they can also enter the interstellar civilization by climbing the technology tree." ”

Anru was not comforted, and finally got lucky to get the inheritance of creation, but the world is about to enter the era of the end of the law, and the monk will never come out again, and the immortal flight can only be a dream, what the hell is this!

Jun Mowen seemed to see the sorrow in Anru's heart, and said lightly: "Don't worry, the origin is completely dead, not to mention a hundred years, as long as you work hard to cultivate during this period and reach the level of jumping out of this world, the end of the law era will not threaten you, but can better protect the small world you were born in from being invaded and destroyed by the strong." ”

Anru cheered up, and suddenly saw that the passion of the male god idol had long since receded, and his head was completely sober, and then looked at Jun Mowen's face, although he sighed that the other party's temptation was comparable to a fox spirit, but he would no longer be at a loss because of the other party's smile, and his face was red.

"Where are we going now?"

"The spirit world is very big, you can't fly with qi, first go rent a riding pet, and go to the Tangram Gate to customize a puppet. Jun Mowen grabbed Anru's wrists and feet and floated towards the towering white tower in the distance.

The sudden flight of his body startled Anjou, and he hurriedly hugged Jun Mowen's arm with his backhand, and swept his gaze to the three-dimensional map, and found that he was not still and did not understand, but was rapidly refreshing and expanding.

When Anjou looked at Jun Mo again, he was no longer looking at the male god, but at the scooter.

Sure that he would not fall, Anjou gradually relaxed, and curiously leaned out of the transparent barrier in front of him with one hand, feeling the cold wind blowing, his palm was almost numb, and he quickly withdrew it.

It turned out that the barrier was a windshield.

The two of them fell to the upper floor of the White Tower, and animals such as cranes, golden eagles, tigers, etc. came over, and Jun Mo asked Anru to choose one.

Anru shook her head and didn't dare, she hadn't learned to ride a horse, she couldn't ride a tiger, let alone the crane golden eagle, Anjou's eyes rolled: "Why don't you take my sword to fly?"

"My sword is cultivated, the sword is the instrument of life, and it cannot be placed under my feet to be desecrated. Jun Mowen's tone was a little cold, and his speech became crepe, but instead of accusing Anjou, he waved his hand to let the animals disperse and shake the bell hanging on the tower.

A young Taoist priest came out of the tower through the wall, saw Jun Mo and asked, bowing slightly: "My lord, if you have any needs, please command." ”

Jun Mo asked: "A flying vehicle suitable for newcomers should be safe, stable and fast." ”

The Taoist priest thought for a while, and took out a palm-sized toy chair from his sleeve: "How about the golden dragon chair?" You can ride in tandem, autopilot, the protective cover can be adjusted arbitrarily according to the number of spirit stones, and it can come back by itself after it is used." ”

"Yes. Jun Mo asked and nodded.

Anru saw that they each took out their black cards like documents and touched them, probably to make a transfer, and then the Taoist priest handed the toy chair to Jun Mo and asked.

Jun Mowen took out a thumb-sized hedron with strong energy and stuffed it into the chimeric hole behind the chair.

The delicate gold chair swells like a hair cake, and the carved double dragon on the chair seems to come to life, swimming through it like the throne of an ancient emperor on TV.

Jun Mowen gently pushed Anru into the chair and sat down next to him: "Tangram Headquarters." ”

With a "bang", the chair shot out like a rocket.

The feeling of sitting in a roller coaster without a seat belt scared Anjou almost screamed, and he grabbed the carved dragon on the armrest, and even shrank his feet into the chair, and kicked the soles of his shoes on Jun Mowen's body several times, but fortunately, the other party's clothes were black, and he couldn't see it with a little dust.

In less than a minute, the chair landed in front of a building with branches like a bird's nest.

Anru was frightened, his legs and feet were weak, he was extremely glad that he didn't have a heart attack, and his face was pale and he was dragged into the building by Jun Mowen, provided a hair, and got a puppet ten minutes later.

Jun Mowen took out a spar and embedded it in the top of the puppet's head, and the puppet shone for a while, growing up quickly, and became another Anjou in the blink of an eye, if it weren't for the three-dimensional map showing that the other party was just a puppet, Anjou herself would have wondered if her mother had given birth to a pair of identical twins.

"It's too similar!"

Anjou circled the puppet a few times, and found that the other party also had a very shallow white scar on the index finger of her left hand, which was caused by her busy playing with a sickle when she was a child, and there was a small fingernail-sized scar on the top of the back of her head, which was a memorial of falling from the fourth floor when she was seven years old.

"She's a copy of you, with the same mindset as you, and can be used as a stand-in puppet to save your life if necessary. Because it contains your genes, it can't fall into the hands of others, and it will blow itself up when it encounters danger. Jun Mo asked Anjou how to control the puppet with his mind.

Anjou is like a child with a new toy, directing the puppeteer to walk and laugh, which is much more upscale than playing with dolls, and can talk to her, just like talking to herself, which is very interesting.

It wasn't until Jun Mo asked and reminded that it was almost five o'clock that Anru put away her playfulness: "How can I send her to my brother's house?"