Chapter 146: All Things Are Like

"The decay is so huge, can't you still see it?" The old voice spoke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire wolf looked her night vision eyes in the direction of the sound, and she saw a large mouth on the thick trunk of an old tree.

"Who are you?" Fire Wolf Martha asked loudly.

Dio and Wesley could clearly hear the other wolves coming up to breathe.

"I'm just an old tree with nothing to do!" The old olive tree spirit replied unhurriedly in an old voice.

"What about the rest of this place but you?"

"Who? If there are people, will the old decay be lonely for hundreds of years? ”

The fire wolf looked around: "Search for me!" ”

She gave the order to the wolves!

One after another, the wolves began to howl and spread out.

"Wait!" The old olive tree spirit let out a loud shout.

"What do you mean?" The fire wolf asked.

"You are too presumptuous! This is my territory, do you have my consent? ”

Martha, the fire wolf, ignored it, she walked back and forth twice in front of the old tree, her sharp claws grinding sparks on the ground, and the fangs from her huge wolf's mouth gleamed with cold light.

"Old fellow, are those two vultures with you?" Martha looked at the old tree with those red eyes.

"Haha, you have been hiding in the ice and snow on the other side of the Alps with your tail between your legs for hundreds of years, and you still haven't learned to be respectful on other people's territory!"

Hearing the old dryad say this, the other wolves all bared their fangs, and a cold light pierced the night sky.

"You don't want to detour me, Dio and Wesley?"

"They're my guests!"

"You're really in this group!" Martha was furious, she knew that Dio and Wesley must have deliberately lured her here, but how could this ridiculous old tree be so powerful?

"I just used your old tree as firewood to roast those two vultures who didn't listen to the old man and stuffed my teeth!" As she spoke, Martha glanced at the canopy of the old tree.

"Uncle......" Wesley whispered and was about to flee for his life, when Dio held him down.

yes, where can this escape? Once out of the canopy, they will definitely die, Martha's fire they have learned, not to mention that there are so many fire wolves!

Martha opened her bloody mouth, and a flame erupted from her wolf's mouth, which pounced on the old olive tree spirit like a phoenix of fire......

Wesley closed his eyes, he thought that this time it must be over, he was saying goodbye to the bewitching oriental beauty and the child in her belly, just then he heard the sound of a flash flood, he opened his eyes, it turned out to be the mouth of the old tree spirit spewing out a raging flood!

"Give it all to me!" Martha, the fire wolf, roared!

The wolves surrounded the old tree and all spewed flames at it, and unexpectedly, under the flood of water, the old tree floated up, and Theo and Wesley seemed to be sitting on Noah's Ark.

Wesley saw that the swift flood had drowned out the fire wolves one by one, and just as Wesley was about to cry out with joy, the fire wolves floated up from the water and raised their heads and screamed.

But at this time, it was impossible for the fire wolves to breathe fire, as long as they opened their mouths wide, water would be poured into their mouths, making the fire wolves embarrassed.

"Old woman, go home, don't be embarrassed here!" A muffled thunderous voice rang out in the air.

Dio and Wesley looked up, and countless gray-blue lights shot down from the sky, and they didn't know how many large vultures like them were flying in the dark night of Provence, like groups of fighter planes at night.

One by one, the eagles swooped down, grabbed the wet wolves in the water, and disappeared into the snowy night.

When the vulture and the fire wolf had all disappeared into the air, the old olive tree spirit gasped back from its open mouth, and as the water level receded rapidly, the old tree retracted its roots into the dirt and stood firmly on the ground.

"Two distinguished guests of Jean Ninevie's house, come down!"

Dio and Wesley flew down and bowed to the old tree: "Thank you, old man!" ”

"My old tree stands on this high hill and watches the peace and tranquility of Provence for hundreds of years, how can I let these wolf ambitions rise again? Peace comes from blood, but peace can no longer be trampled on by blood! ”

"That's what your old man said! This is also the consistent position of Count Franciske, which is why he planted you in front of Dr. East! But no one understands his good intentions! ”

"yes, it's cold in the heights! It's like I've been here for hundreds of years, don't look at a day of idleness, but what haven't you seen in the wind, frost, snow and rain? That fire werewolf is powerful and self-righteous! They have been living in the olive groves of Provence, the lush branches and leaves of the olive groves provide them with shelter from the wind and snow, shelter from the scorching heat, and the olives also quench their thirst and hunger, but they do not know how to be grateful, and they are menacing! They didn't think that wood could make fire, but water could also make fire! My olive branch from Noah's Ark is full of the waters of heaven, and when this flood flooded the earth for forty days and nights, who could survive except the people and things on Noah's Ark? No matter how powerful the fire wolf is, it's just a small skill of carving insects! ”

"There are people outside the people, there are mountains outside the mountains, we remember the old people! It's just that the flood just now won't flood all Provence, right? Our manors are all in the lows! Wesley asked anxiously, thinking of the beauty and the child.

"Haha, my child, it's just a situation! Everything has all kinds of likenesses, and even one thing has all kinds of likenesses! ”

Dio listened and nodded thoughtfully: "It's like the mirrors in the Mirror Palace, when they shine on each other, there are ten thousand pieces in one piece, and there may only be one piece in those ten thousand pieces!" ”

"By the way, my child, Count Francisk likes to discuss these issues with me the most!" The old olive tree spirit nodded in satisfaction, and the branches in its crown trembled.

"Old man, we must come to ask for advice when we have time!" Dio said respectfully.

"That's great, save me a day of listening to these ignorant crows arguing!" That's when the scared crows returned.

"Old man, I'm disturbing your rest today, we should also go back and visit another day!" Dio and Wesley bowed as they spoke.

With that, they spread their wings and flew back, and behind them the first light of dawn had come.

"Master, you forgot to let me down!" The old crow was still hung from a tree at the entrance to Theo's manor.

"Stupid crow! How can I get in time for the catastrophe? I'll lure the enemy away, and you can sleep comfortably here, do you have any opinions? Dio said angrily.

"Hehe, master, I didn't mean that?" The old crow lowered his voice and said timidly.

With a flick of his index finger, the net pocket snapped, and the old crow flapped its wings in joy.