The god of fire once said: A good childhood can cure all sorrows, and a sad childhood takes a lifetime to heal.

She didn't understand it before, but recently she felt more and more that this sentence made sense.

Since her father's death, whenever grief strikes, the beauty of childhood can always appear in her mind at a critical moment, pulling her back from the brink of collapse.

And with the previous killings, the grief has also recovered a lot.

"Let's try it in the water. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and picked up his backpack and took the lead into the ice cave.

The icy sea instantly flooded her mouth and nose, making her unable to breathe.

But she wasn't anxious, the ice hole was on it, and she could go up at any time.

Trying to swing her limbs in the water, the water flowed in the totem spirit, and her body swooped out like a swimming fish, far faster than she imagined.

Sliding forward a few more times, the speed continues to grow, the inertia of the advance is getting bigger and bigger, and the drag is getting smaller and smaller.

There was no feeling of difficulty breathing, not even breathing, the totem spirit automatically helped her breathe, exchanging the air in her lungs.

"Is that okay?"

The merfolk should have caught up from behind and asked.

The sound in the water was muffled, as if the ears were blocked by a veil, but Boiling could hear the mermaid's words clearly.

"No problem, speed up, and let me know if there's a mermaid. ”

Nothing replied and began to speed up to the east.

She kept speeding up, and after a while, the mermaid should be a little unable to keep up, and had to let Boiling slow down a little.

"Your overlord's blessing is too powerful, he must be a hegemon-level existence in the water. ”

The mermaid who was standing side by side with Boiling should have guessed.

"I don't know, he is the companion of the god of fire, and the god of fire lives on his back all year round. ”

He didn't know what kind of species Baxia was, only that it was the god of fire who met him in the depths of the sea.

The two chatted all the way and swam eastward.

At first, Styx felt that maintaining the totem spirit body should consume a lot of totem power, but after a long time, she found that not only did it not consume, but there was a tendency to recover.

It's just that the power of recovery is not the power of yin and yang totems, but a kind of sea blue power, the power of hegemony.

It is better to use the power of the tyrant than the power of the Shell Mermaid Tribe...... Nothing thought to himself.

When the group swims until it is dark, the mermaid should suddenly stop and make a listening gesture.

"Got news?"

Boiling asked the mermaid.

"Over there, there was news from a mermaid that they had seen those enemies on an island. ”

Boiling immediately grabbed the mermaid's hand and sped up swimming in the direction she had specified.

When they reached the island, it was already dark, and Boiling did not choose to go up, and advised the merfolk not to go up either.

The night is the domain of the Blood Shadow Tribe, and they have always been good at moving in the dark.

Not to mention assassination, just to say that they want to dodge, such a large island, they can hide in the shadows wantonly, and they are not afraid of being discovered by others.

The merfolk warriors heeded Shy's advice, and they scattered around the island to prevent the Blood Shadow Tribe warriors from escaping at night.

The first time she slept in the sea, it was a magical feeling, the overlord spirit dragged her to float in the water, even if she fell asleep, she still wouldn't sink, and she wouldn't feel breathless.

When I woke up the next day, the sea blue power almost filled my whole body, except for a little yin and yang totem power in my waist and abdomen, the rest was replaced by the sea blue power.

Boiling jumped out of the water and moved his body, trying to use his totemic powers.

"Tate. ”

The Tyrant Phantom came out with her burst of power, covering her whole body, and her power form was completely transformed into the Tyrant Spirit, and her ability to control her power was almost gone.

This made her a little unhappy, this kind of power she was not used to, it did not match her fighting style.

"Merfolk are not good at land warfare, and the warriors are hesitant. ”

The mermaid Ying followed to the ice and said to her.

Simmer nodded, ignoring the mermaid, and continued to try to control the subtle burst of sea blue power, trying again and again, but ultimately failed.

"I'll go up on my own. ”

Giving up trying, he took out a copper stone knife from his luggage and said.

With her strength, she is no longer suitable for using a light long sword, but a heavy copper stone knife is more suitable.

The merfolk should hesitate to keep up, but eventually give up.

"Merfolk warriors will hunt them on the seashore. ”

She said eventually.

Xin nodded, took out some yellow millet from his luggage, carried it on his back, and walked towards the island alone.

The wind and snow were very heavy, and the topography of the island could not be seen clearly, so I had to walk in and explore slowly.

When his feet left the ice and stepped on the ground, he actually felt comfortable.

She was a little surprised by the green as far as her eyes could see.

Although snow and greenery have coexisted for many years, it is rare to see such a lushness.

Could it be that there is a spring tribe here?

No, the air is still cold, not like a spring tribe.

Nick thought about it and began to walk towards the island, but it was not long before she reached the edge of the dense jungle, which made her brow furrow again.

Deeper into the jungle, the more you walk, the more weird you feel.

The distance between the trees seemed to be constant, the distance between the two trees was ten paces, and the branches of the trees were very similar, as if there were templates.

The more she moved forward, the stronger the sense of danger that this strange feeling conveyed to her, and at the same time she had a familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

This prompted her to pause, to ponder the source of the danger, to ponder the clues to this familiarity.

Leaning against a big tree, she opened the bag and ate some yellow millet, and she watched the yellow millet in her hand suddenly stagnate.

That familiar feeling was finally peeped into by her, it was Huang Su.

When the planted millet grows, isn't it just like that, and these trees are planted like yellow millet?

Who planted it?

She suddenly remembered what her father told her about her experience when she was a child, trees grew overnight, kept invading the fire tribe station, and finally were solved by the totem.

She asked the fire totem, and the fire totem guessed that the big tree was an alien species, trapped by the power of heaven and earth, and the body of the tree totem was an alien tree that had been swallowed by the fire totem.

Is there one here too?

She looked up in surprise and looked into the depths of the jungle.

The wind and snow blocked her vision, and she couldn't see anything.

Go and explore.

This idea became irrepressible when it came out of his life, and he swallowed the yellow millet in his hand, chewed and swallowed the yellow millet with ice ballast, and got up and set off.

It was very difficult to find the Blood Shadow Tribe warriors in such a large jungle, she didn't have a fixed goal, she simply set off towards the depths of the jungle, whether it was a big tree or the Blood Shadow Tribe warriors, it became her goal.

As she deepened step by step, her sense of crisis increased, and finally in a sudden turn, she found the source of her sense of crisis.

It is an unknown beast.

The beast looked a bit like a gorilla, with long arms, but horns on its head and a face full of cuticles, making it look very evil.

"Roar. ”

The beast that was discovered by the simmer did not run away, but rushed towards her fiercely.

"Tate. ”

The totem spirit body that had been on standby erupted, and the phantom under the hegemony suddenly swelled, and Qi rushed towards the fierce beast.

Halfway through, she suddenly strode left and right, changing directions, and letting the beast sway from side to side twice, a little overwhelmed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sin suddenly ran towards the right front and accelerated, his body twisted in the air, and the red copper long knife in his hand slashed at the neck of the fierce beast.

The power of sea blue enveloped the red copper long knife, and if you listened carefully, the sound of waves faintly came from the long knife.

"Boom. ”

With a bang, the stone knives struck the neck of the beast, and the beast's body was beaten to the right and fell, but there were no obvious scars on the neck.

At that moment, the cuticle on its face spread to its neck, blocking the fatal blow.

"Bang. ”

The figure of Simmer fell to the ground and turned around, and the beast had already turned to look at her.

"Roar. ”

The beast's eyes shone with a frenzied glow, and it seemed that it had indeed angered it just now.

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

It ran towards it with all its might, its huge body rumbling on the ground.

Boiling discarded the red copper stone knife, his body fell slightly, and the phantom of Baxia fell to the ground on all fours.

The rumbling sound of the waves sounded in her chest, and she began to speed up, and the Shadow of the Tyrant roared forward.

"Boom. ”

In the loud sound, the beast collided with the Phantom of the Tyrant, and in the violent collision, the head of the Phantom of the Tyrant bit the neck of the beast fiercely, and the beast also leaned over its head to push the Phantom of the Tyrant with its horns.

The Phantom of the Tyrant had teeth as neat as the Tyrant's, and those teeth shimmered, biting ferociously on the horns of the beast.

The Phantom begins to wrestle with the beast, and Boiling is under tremendous pressure.

Her body was trembling, because the power of the Tyrant Phantom came entirely from her, and it was better to say that the Tyrant Phantom was wrestling with it, rather than that she was wrestling with it.

But even in such a wrestling, Sin still stretched out his trembling right hand, slowly took out a red copper short sword at his waist, and then fiercely thrust it between the legs of the fierce beast.

Her hand reached as far forward as possible, and the power of the totem on the short sword was even stronger.

"Poof. ”

"Wow~~~"

The short sword pierced into the beast's lower yin, and the beast roared in pain.

"Smack. ”

Its horns were directly broken off because of the movement of raising its head, just in line with the power of the Tyrant Phantom to the left.

"Whew~~"

The beast seemed to lose its strength in an instant, screamed, and fell backwards, dying with a whining.

Boiling was a little stunned, she only hurt the horns and lower yin of the fierce beast, and it was said that she would not die directly, but it seemed that one of these two places could cause fatal injuries to it.

Is it the horns, or is it the yin?

Nothing could be guessed, but she thought it was the horns.

Turning around and picking up the horn, it could resist the tearing of the teeth of the Tyrant's phantom, and this horn was more powerful than most stone knives if used as a weapon.

But when she grabbed the horn, she found that the horn no longer had any hard feeling, but was soft, like a puddle of mud.