Although Morey did not agree with his suggestion, Roundface followed him all the way, since he was born, Morey was the kindest creature he had ever seen besides his little friends.

Now that those timid friends have fled in all directions, he can only follow Morey.

Morey also needed a spirit natives to guide him, so he acquiesced to the heel behind him.

"Don't touch that flower, it's a stinky fart flower, and after spraying, it will spew out a disgusting smell, which can make people faint."

"Catch that little goblin, pull off your wings and eat it raw, it tastes the same as chicken, hey, why don't you chase it!"

"Don't go down to the river, there are big fish in the river that eat people!"

Along the way, the turf spirit is easy to do with the things around him, and he is a proper snake.

This was beyond Morey's expectations, he originally thought that this little guy only knew a little about some of the things around him at most, but now that he had been out for a long time, he was still as familiar as in his own back garden, which made Morey a little strange.

What is the origin of this turf essence, and it actually has such insight.

"I don't know, this information is told to us in our sleep at night!"

After learning about Morey's question, Roundface didn't hide anything and told Morey why he was so familiar with the things around him.

"Hey, if you hadn't scared us out of nowhere, I'd have held hands with those friends and danced to know where you're going."

The turf was finely carried and exploded again.

A group of goblins who can directly know where others want to go, Morey doesn't notice it.

Although he had only traveled for half a day, Morey was highly nervous, and his physical strength was many times faster than usual, and he had to find a shady place to rest after a while.

"You can't do this! You can't walk on such a small road! ”

"Do you want me to find something to make it up for you?"

Watching the little guy make a "you know" look, Morey not only felt offended, but instead felt absurd.

A complete picture came to his mind, a piece of turf essence rolling like a wheel, chasing a ginseng essence, and shouting: "Catch him!" Don't let him run! ”

"Well, when you laugh, you're stupid."

Perhaps it was because of a long rest, and his expression was slack, Morey laughed unconsciously at the thought of the picture, but was mercilessly mocked by a turf spirit.

"Gone!"

Morey resisted the urge to kick the turf essence into a ball, stood up indifferently, and continued to look for the spell sign that he didn't know where it was lost.

Although Morey always felt that the sign was nearby, but looking for it, it always felt like he was looking for a little guy who was hiding from him, although he was by his side, but he just couldn't find it.

Fortunately, the time flow in the spirit world is faster than in the real world, and I still have time!

"Young man, are you just leaving?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in this deep cave.

With the sound of scales rubbing against the ground, a huge white python slowly slipped out and appeared in front of Morey outside the cave.

At this time, the sun in the sky happened to turn into a golden "color", and the white "colored" python was plated with a layer of hazy pale gold "color", which looked extremely holy.

The two black eyeballs on the python's head are so large that they squeeze all the other organs together, and the small mouth with huge eyes looks very much like the python pets in the children's "illustrations" that are reserved for the children of the aristocracy.

If the illustrators who have created a lot of creatures for no reason see the current scene, they will wonder if they have traveled to the world of the book.

However, although the giant python in front of him looked like a pet dog, meekly coiling his body and basking in the sun, Morey still felt a faint pressure of strength fluctuations.

"Ignore him, he's an old snake that can't even walk, and every day he calculates how to trick a few stupid people and walks into his mouth by himself!"

The turf essence really deserves to be a know-it-all in the spirit world, this creature that looks like a cute pet python, and it was skinned by him the moment it first appeared.

The so-called listening to the advice of people to eat a full meal, Morey's words that he was going to inquire turned around on his tongue and immediately took it back.

Along the way, the round face has avoided countless crises with himself, so Morey has no reason not to believe him.

Although he was a little curious about the seemingly harmless creature, Morey was still vigilant and slowly retreated back with the turf spirit.

Seeing that Morey was leaving, the fair-skinned python spoke again.

"Hey, young man, aren't you trying to find that triangular thing? If you're willing to play a game with me, I'll tell you where the thing is. ”

The viper opened its mouth to reveal a mouth without a single fang, looking like a pet with a tooth removed, but it made Morey's eyes freeze.

The shape of the [Spirit Realm Stealth] spell sign is indeed triangular, it seems that this poisonous snake must know something!

But even so, Morey didn't immediately agree, but turned his head to look at the turf spirit beside him.

"Don't look at me, although that old guy has bad intentions, his brain is still good, and he is still good at finding things, otherwise although he is so old and sour, he would have been eaten up by those guys who are not picky eaters!"

Listening to the explanation of the turf spirit, Morey somewhat understood, this old poisonous snake that even lost all his teeth was a dog-headed military advisor and a lame prophet, and because of his ability, he left an old life, and survived in this cruel spiritual world to this day.

Then under the smile of the python on the turf and the big python, Morey asked very happily:

"How to play?"

The viper raised one of its tail high, and then shook it vigorously, and the end of the tail exploded.

But after half a day, nothing happened.

Looking at the dazed turf spirit, the viper coughed lightly:

"Hehe, move a little!"

Then, under the disdainful eyes of the turf spirit, the half-lowered snake tail slapped gently on the ground.

Rumble!

A huge crack suddenly exploded in the ground, stretching into the distance.

Looking at the turf spirit trembling as he fell to the ground because of the unstable ground and grabbed a small raised rock, Morey had a new understanding of the dangers in the spirit world.

An old venomous snake that can only survive by mouth and tongue can do this, what kind of scenery should those powerful beings at the top of the food chain be?

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