Ling Xuanluo grew up in Jiluo Mountain since he was a child, and he knew the habits of bamboo tree spirits, so he was very hesitant to ask them to come out to fight the enemy. If www.biquge.info didn't want to guess, he called the nearest old tree spirit to listen, and he was immediately annoyed and kept teasing him.

Fortunately, the trick is tricky, the tree spirit is unambiguous when he gets down to business, and within a moment, Ling Xuanluo's entrustment has asked him to pass it on to all his companions in the bamboo sea in the form of a whistle song, and the mountain tree is proficient in cooperation, and soon there will be news.

The whistle becomes a bamboo leaf curve, and the leaves can also be used as a tool for communicating with each other, and it seems that there are really a lot of languages used to communicate between elves.

At the end of the song, the old man seemed to have listened to the play to the end, and opened his eyes with satisfaction and said to the two: "All the elves here, including the bamboo slug, have received the order of the spirit commander, as long as they find the villain named Lei Zhen, the bamboo tree spirit closest to him will be dispatched to capture him." Don't worry, I dare to pack the ticket, and in less than half an hour, someone will carry it over and throw it at your feet. ”

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Both of them were puzzled, Ling Xuanluo suffered losses twice in a row, but this time he finally learned better, even if he was curious, he didn't breathe, and he didn't dare to ask more questions.

It seems that the old man is with his old buddies every day, and his estimate of their catties is extremely accurate. Said half an hour, sure enough, less than half an hour, there was a howl like killing a pig from the depths of the bamboo sea, and then a riot broke out in the dense bushes ahead, and the sound of "clanging" weapons colliding was endless.

Ling Xuanluo didn't know what was going on, so he grabbed the Jiaoqiu sword and threw himself in, but he was dragged by Jiang Nanjun again, and motioned to him: "Xuanluo, the senior tree spirit wants us to wait here, we might as well listen to him!" After finishing speaking, he glanced at the tree spirit in horror, for fear that as long as he opened his mouth, Ling Xuanluo would suffer.

This time, the old man's attention was all attracted by the riot over there, how could he have the time to tease the two of them again? Throwing two bamboo branches left and right, he said happily: "Hit! Hit hard! Hit hard! Straight left, hook right, long in the middle!"

This old living treasure, the battle is so fierce and full of blood, but he doesn't take it seriously, just waiting is like listening to a play, and now watching the battle is like watching a fist. Jiang Nanjun thought in surprise, "Could it be that there are hundreds of old tree spirits in Jiluo Mountain, all of them are in this style?"

After waiting for a while, the two of them flickered in front of their eyes, and saw a silver shining thing, screaming and being thrown into the sky above the bamboo forest.

"That's Lei Zhen! How many pieces of the battle armor are missing!" Ling Xuan Luo's immortal eyes were amazing, not only did he recognize him, but he even saw the defect of the battle armor, and without further ado, he raised his hand and pointed at the sword qi and went straight to Lei Zhen.

It is said that Lei Zhen hid in the bamboo sea, and he came to operate from time to time, not only reversing the disadvantage, but also beating the hornbill soldiers of Xiangxiang to a falling flower, which is called a happy one!

was hiding behind the tree and snickering, glad that he had wisely accepted Ling Xuanluo's challenge, this step by step, every step was considered a good move, but unexpectedly, the top of his head was hit by something, and the pain made him burn and almost fall to the ground.

He didn't care about losing his helmet in the beast shadow ball, but now it seems that the hat is really rare!

Touching the top of his head, he actually touched a few arch bags, and then looked at the things that smashed his head, just a few small bamboo leaves, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, looking around to find the perpetrator, but just wanted to turn back, a branch swept towards him again, and when he dodged and then looked back, what attacked him was a bamboo tree with long legs and walking.