Wanxiang Dao looked up at the black giant claw three centimeters away from his forehead in a daze, and felt that the space was "frozen" all of a sudden, otherwise how could he see the entire claw body that was like black tentacles squirming constantly, and couldn't help but complain, the muscles of this claw were uneven, and it did not have the beauty of rounded lines at all. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I see that you are usually a little clever, and you still don't find a place to hide when you start fighting!"

Wanxiang Dao looked in the direction of the sound, and a man ten meters away in front of him lowered his waist and supported the crook of his arm that he wanted to suppress, so that he could escape the impact of his claws.

Wanxiang turned his feet and ran out, found a craggy upright boulder, squatted down, and carefully poked his little head out to pay attention to the movement over there.

"Drink!" Dressed in a shiny jet-black butler suit, Chirac stomped his feet and pulled the giant claws on his wrists into the air, and after a loud "boom", the giant claws disintegrated into black clouds and disappeared in the air.

"Baru, you're unruly." Steward Chirac took off the bridge of his nose, wiped his glasses, put them in his jacket pocket, and said slowly.

"Chirac, I originally wanted to take all three of them away, and for the sake of your face, I'll leave one for you, haha, what, I'm not convinced!" The speaker put the eye-closed taigari into a bag with a golden magic pattern in one hand, and after tightening the pocket, he raised his head and laughed in a sharp voice.

"It seems that this breakthrough magician has given you a lot of confidence!" Chirac's face sank, he straightened his back, and an astonishing momentum rose into the sky, and the wind that rolled up blew down many trays of plants on the surrounding shelves and smashed them to the ground.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Chirac was a hidden master." Raising his arms to block the oncoming wind, Wanxiang Dao, who couldn't even open his eyes, thought so, and didn't know how many chances he had against the thin man whose eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

"Haha, I won't disappoint you, the Great Dou Master." Balu, dressed in a purple magic robe, was suspended in mid-air, waving the wand in his right hand, and with the black crystal nucleus at the top, three lions as big as three lions appeared out of thin air, and the black smoke billowing demon wolf jumped from mid-air and pounced on Hirac on the ground.

"Hmph" After overturning the three demon wolves, Chirac caught a glimpse of them rolling and turning over, and couldn't help but be angry.

"Not good!" Chirac dodged a sharp attack with a sharp turn, and the three demon wolves jumped up and merged into one, sending out a self-detonating attack, and even he was reluctant to take it hard.

The "boom" attack hit Chirac's dodge behind, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Chirac's eyes twitched as he looked at what looked like it had been torn into deep furrows, where the potions plants were apparently gone.

"Hum" Hirac's raised right hand raised a huge white fierce sword, and the golden flames around the blade were swirling, and the momentum became more and more amazing as time passed.

Balu watched this scene in disbelief, and finally sneered, "Pretending to be a ghost!" ”

"Fighting Qi Transformation Split Sky Eagle!" With a flick of Chirac's air sword, a sturdy golden eagle emerged, flapping its wings and charging towards Baru.

"The pinnacle of the Great Doushi!!" Baru's tone was horrified, and he waved his hands to bless himself with a magic shield.

"Ahh In front of him, there were four shields covered with black magic patterns, but those shields were knocked open with a narrow gap.

The golden eagle hovering over Balu let out a clear sound and swooped down again, apparently intending to give Balu another hit.

Seeing this, Balu panicked and pulled out a magic scroll and shattered it, and a small magic teleportation array quickly took shape under his feet, rolling him up and disappearing into this space. And his last unwilling roar spread throughout the Potions Garden.

"Chirac, the day I break through to become a magister will be when I return for revenge!"

After the golden eagle flew back into Chirac's body, Chirac opened his closed eyes and exhaled deeply.

"I saved you, and I haven't heard you say thank you until now." Governor Chirac put down the cup in his hand with a puzzled expression.

"I'll have to find out what Chirac had in mind before I can thank you for saving me." Universal Dao said to Hirac's eyes.

"For example," Chirac's thin face asked with a hint of curiosity.

"I can help you." Wanxiang Dao said with a straight face.

"Haha, little ghost, I didn't expect you to be more arrogant than Klein." Chirac looked up and laughed, as if he hadn't seen anything so funny in a long time.

"You're familiar with Klein?" Wanxiang Dao frowned, and his tone was actually tinged with a hint of vigilance and vigilance.

"Without me, Klein can rush back from thousands of miles away in half a month?" Chirac's eyes were playful, and his tone was playful.

"It turns out that I went to the Devil's Forest, and you told the secret." Universal Dao gritted his knees and gritted his teeth.

"Don't blame me, I'm just here to repay the favor." Chirac said helplessly.

In the open space in front of the small stone house, Wanxiang Dao scooped up a scoop of water and poured it on an inconspicuous mound of earth at his feet, and just now, he dug a pit and planted the seed.

After two elaborate and exciting life and death experiences, Wanxiang Dao now has no energy to figure out how to cultivate this seed. Just dig a pit and bury it, and then leave it to fate, Wanxiang Dao thought.

Carrying the bucket, Wanxiang Dao glanced back at the mound, and the connection with it in the dark did not have to worry about it being lost.

"Boy, I finally figured out how you found me!" On the bed sat a man in a black cloak with a smug tone.

After Wanxiang entered the hut, he found a corner to put down the bucket and scoop, and then clapped his little hands and motioned for him to continue.

"Hehe, the average person in the room needs such a big mirror, and the direction is facing the door, combined with this time I looked at the small hole in your roof that transmits light," the cloaked man also pointed out the corresponding things in passing, "Since I hid behind the door, I ended up covering the light from the small hole in the door panel, so I exposed my whereabouts, right?" ”

Wan Xiang Dao looked helplessly at the cloak man who felt good about himself, and said slowly: "I just figured it out now, it's really stupid." ”

“。。。。。。”

The cloaked man's eyes breathe fire, and he can still talk happily, no, he will die if he praises others.

"Are you sure, there are only lion's heart grass, soul rejuvenation beans, marrow refining lotus, colorless orchid... Enchanted begonias? The cloaked man leaned down and spoke a dozen plants to the gimbal that crossed Erlang's legs, his tone eagerly confirmed.

"By the way, that begonia and gray sunflower." The cloaked man thought about it and was not at ease again to confirm, but he retracted it in the middle of his words, until a while, and quietly asked for the other three potions, and before going out, the cloaked man also secretly threatened Universal Dao not to reveal this secret, otherwise his life would be in danger.

It wasn't until the cloaked man went out for a while that Wanxiang Dao put down the stacked Erlang legs, twisted his neck, and sneered, "There are more ghost eyes than me!" ”

The cloaked man probably never dreamed that when he entrusted Wanxiang Dao to investigate these dozen plants, Wanxiang Dao determined that his targets were lionheart and colorless orchid, in fact, he only paid attention to these two when he went to the potions garden, not to mention that they were in the front, but only they could be used together among the dozen or so potions to treat heart trauma, and the others that could be combined were just some irrelevant effects, some people would say that it would not be one?

Hehe, when it was the turn of Lionheart Grass and Colorless Orchid when Wanxiang Dao reported these potions, it was clear that the cloaked man's tight body would inevitably relax a little, until he had achieved a light breeze after these two kinds of reports, and it was ridiculous that he also pretended to be negligent twice to mislead Wanxiang Dao to think in other directions.

It seems that the gang of leaders and the like has suffered heart trauma and has set their minds on the Potions Garden. Wanxiang Dao looked at a certain place on the roof with his head on his hands, as for how they sought these potions, Wanxiang Dao didn't want to pay attention to it at all, after all, he couldn't protect himself.

The universal road in his sleep was awakened by the movement of the mountain shaking, and he sat up and looked at the dust falling from the roof rope, and suddenly felt at a loss, and did not understand what was happening in front of him.

The next moment, he rolled over and fell under the bed, but he didn't care about anything, and even crawled and rolled madly to the open space outside the door, and he staggered all the way, and threw himself down where the seed had been planted before, as if he were madly digging up the mound with his bare hands, not here, not there, how could it not be? No, no, I'm buried here. Soon his nails were broken, his fingers were cut with blood, and when he finally dug a foot deep, he touched something of cloth, and after digging it up, he found that it was a tattered square cloth bag, and when he pulled it up, he saw the mud-colored marks left under it, and he obviously didn't know how long it had been buried.

Wanxiang Dao looked at the rag bag with the smell of earth in both hands, and tears flowed silently,

At the moment when the wolves pounced, he did not cry,

When the devil's vine entangled him and pulled him deep into the root system in the devil's forest, he gritted his teeth and clenched the raised stone without crying.

At the moment when the black giant claw was crushed by Balu, he still didn't cry,

However, now he has no reason to be strong, and his hopes of returning home are dashed. After the connection between that seed and his bloodline disappeared, Wanxiang Dao still had a trace of illusion, maybe the family heirloom blood sacrifice went wrong, but holding the dilapidated bag in front of him, the cold reality ruthlessly buried him.

"Woohhh Wanxiang Dao couldn't help but bury his head in the cold bag in his arms, and cried bitterly.

Under the starry sky of four green, white, red and black moons, a lonely and desperate man with his knees hugged was like a helpless wolf abandoned in the wild, and his terrible cry echoed in this empty plain, fading away.

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