Liu Zhenzhen wiped his tears with his sleeve, opened his hazy teary eyes, and began to look for the dead bamboo in the bamboo forest.

Countless withered bamboo branches were piled on top of the turtle corpse, and the raging flames suddenly enveloped the originally huge turtle, and the violent sound made when the bamboo burned could not hide Liu Zhen's fierce and high cry.

An osprey chirped from the sky, and Liu Zhenzhen looked up to see that it was Helen's crappy monster hovering over the bamboo forest.

Sensing that something was wrong, Liu Zhen turned around and found Helen standing in front of him.

Helen's face was bruised and purple, and it was full of bruises; His hair was also disheveled, and his sacrificial robes were scratched and mossed everywhere; Chu Chu's pitiful appearance made Liu Zhenzhen hold her in his arms, and his heart and liver screamed.

"Why did you come down? Do you know how high this cliff is? Liu Zhenzhen convulsed, tears streaming down his face.

"Richard, I heard a loud bang like a thunderclap, what's going on?" Helen twisted her neck to look at the skyrocketing fire, and then looked at Liu Zhenzhen's crying face full of tears, with black ash sticking to it, she was stunned, and hurriedly couldn't help Liu Zhenzhen wipe it with her white and tender little hands, and the more she wiped it, the darker it became.

"It's all blood?" Liu Zhen choked and held Helen's little hand, Helen's palm was full of traces of being worn by tree vines, "Why are you going to come down, if you miss, how can I live!" ”

"People are so worried about you," Helen pouted, "Richard, what's wrong with you?" Why is it so sad? ”

"Bullshit" Liu Zhenzhen wiped a handful of tears, "I wronged and died, I took a monster, and before it could say hello to me, Ere braided"

"This model is so big!" Helen looked at the turtle corpse that burned in the firelight, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that it's dead, otherwise, it must be a powerful demonic beast!" I even vaguely felt a hint of dragon breath on its burning body, it must be a demonic beast of the wurm species? ”

"Wurm Monster?" Liu Zhenzhen raised his pear blossom and rainy face and asked.

"Hehe" Helen couldn't hide her pride a little: "My mentor, Master Cui Beixi, is a wurm sacrifice!" I'm not going to tell the wrong one! It's a powerful and familiar flavor. ”

What do you mean by a "model"? Liu Zhenzhen asked weakly.

"It's a turtle!" Helen said excitedly and innocently: "Do you know that the great shaman of Wei'an in the temple in my hometown is the turtle man of the model clan!" It's a pity~ If you don't die, bring it back to your hometown, and the Great Shaman of Wei'an will definitely appreciate you! The Warcraft of the Wurm Species! My Richard can embroider the wurm-shaped coat of arms on the sacrificial robe in the future, this monster has left you with the breath that belongs to it, and my Richard is actually a wurm sacrifice! There are no more than ten wurm sacrifices in all the temples of Beamon! Campas is on it!! ”

"Wulong's fart" Liu Zhen cried and trembled: "My eyes are almost Amazon River now!" I don't know what's going on, I'm sad to death now. ”

"Don't cry! Shrewd! Helen patted Liu Zhenzhen's shoulder like a child, "I said it, the Warcraft and its master make a contract with their hearts, and if it dies, you will definitely shed tears." ”

"I obviously don't have any feelings for it! I've just met. Liu Zhen wailed.

"It can't be helped! We all believe that only pure tears are the best place to bury the souls of our partners. Helen sighed. She began to sing aloud the first half of the requiem of the psychic war song, overpowering the giant tortoise's soul.

Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but sing along.

The tranquil requiem spilled out a magnificent aura, shrouded in the tortoise corpse in the flames, and Liu Zhenzhen slowly stopped sobbing.

"Damn" Liu Zhen scolded, seeing Helen's face stiff, he quickly swallowed the rest of the words back.

"I knew that singing could stop tears, I should have sung a long time ago." Liu Zhenzhen took out the knife and began to peel off the wolf skin of the half of the wolf, and half of the wolf skin had already been smashed by the giant turtle, and it was no longer easy to use.

"Tears are a record of your battle friendship, and grief is the only emotion Richard has left after your death. Rest in peace, dear model warriors," Helen kissed her hands and bowed half-kneeling to the tortoise corpse in the fire.

"What kind of friendship does Lao Tzu have with it?" Liu Zhenzhen opened his walnut eyes and muttered in a low voice.

A heavy rain fell from the sky, as if the heavens were also moved, and the burning fire was gradually extinguished.

Liu Zhenzhen hurriedly wrapped the feather coat around Helen's body, raised his head to look at the sky, and shook his head helplessly.

"Richard, you see, the god of war Campas was also touched by the friendship between you and the model!" Helen approved the feather coat, looked up and turned around, and looked at Liu Zhenzhen excitedly.

Liu Zhenzhen pursed his lips.

"The way you cry is actually so cute." Helen suddenly caressed Liu's shocking face carefully, and her eyes began to soften.

"Here we go again! I'm most afraid of you! Liu Zhen wailed, as long as the little hooves showed him a little color, he felt that he couldn't control himself, and during the time he knew Helen, his coconut panties had to be cleaned every day.

"If I die in the future, will Richard cry?" Helen stared at Liu Zhenzhen affectionately.

"Fart! You are not allowed to say such things! Liu's facial muscles changed shape with excitement.

This foul remark not only did not annoy Helen, Helen smiled sweetly.

"Come and see this, Helen." Liu Zhenzhen took Helen's little hand, pulled her to the back of the turtle corpse that was still curling with light smoke, and pointed to the words on the dark turtle shell.

"It is said that the sacrifices have profound knowledge, so can you understand this by looking at this?" Liu Zhenzhen asked.

Helen's eyebrows tightened, and she looked at it carefully for a long time, then shook her head regretfully.

"I'm sorry, dear Richard, that this is not any kind of writing that I am familiar with, but I can be sure of one thing, that the races that can invent words must be brilliant intelligent beings."

"How many words do you know now?" Liu Zhenzhen asked with slanted eyebrows.

"Our fox people are the economic management talents of the Beamon Kingdom, since childhood, our people will accept most of the words and language learning on the Aegean continent, although I am just a small fox of a country family that is not powerful, but I also accepted the perfect orc lingua franca, Aegean human lingua franca, Chikladin language, desert human lingua franca, alpine dwarf language learning, at the age of thirteen, by the wandering teacher Cui Beiqian found that there was the potential for sacrifice, after receiving the "wisdom enlightenment", I studied the basics for half a year at the nearby Altar of Seslen, and now I can basically understand some of the dragon and elven languages. Helen looked at Liu Zhenzhen, and she felt Liu Zhenzhen's strangeness.

"The only "wisdom enlightenment" function in the psychic war song allows the language and knowledge of the teacher's sacrifice to be instilled in us to a great extent. Helen added.

"Is there any writing on this continent that you don't understand?" Liu Zhen did not give up.

"Of course, the indigenous dialects of all races are as vast as the stars in the sky, and the words and languages of the Far Eastern Silk Continent, I can't learn them all. In our Danube wilderness, there are still monuments left over from the great war between gods and demons 10,000 years ago, and the words on them are indecipherable not only by me, but also by the most knowledgeable Great Shaman of Vian. Helen said honestly.

"I know this kind of writing on turtle shells." Liu Zhenzhen smiled a little far-fetched.

"Campas is on top!" Helen covered her mouth, and her beautiful eyes widened.

"I don't lie to you, I'm serious." Straw Bale Liu took a deep breath and said solemnly.

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Background setting: The "wisdom enlightenment" in the psychic war song is the only skill, that is to say, every qualified sacrifice can only have the possibility of giving apprenticeship once in a lifetime, which is also the reason why the Beamon sacrifice has not been highly productive enough. After all, the sacrifices that naturally produce awakening, because they do not inherit wisdom, have to spend more time studying and cultivating, which is different from the sacrifice apprentices.

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It seems that the book review can't be sent ~day~

I'll show you a fun book review, it's mine.

Your novel gives me the feeling that the author is a Kansai man who is three feet tall and has a waist circumference, and is full of flesh and murder......

Laughed.

What's even funnier is that this brother's name is "Green Face". Pour again~

I wish the Ye Xiaoting brothers a smooth exam!

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Helen's mentor - the role will be very heavy in the future~ hehe

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