The two watched Ling Shuang disappear at the end of their sight, and Liu Lin was suddenly amazed: "Xiaobai, this friend of yours is quite a set." ”

"Huh, what?" Now that the identity has been clarified, Liu Lin no longer hides it, and explained under Ma Shuo's slightly confused gaze: "This Lingshuang lady can't fly, but she can use her wisdom and ability to give herself the ability to fly!"

patted Ma Shuo's head again and continued: "Through this behavior, it should also remind me that as long as she really wants to run, there are almost no people who can stop her." ”

Then he casually pointed to the sky: "After all, the vast sky, it's too difficult to stop her." ”

Ma Shuo couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and looked at the blue where Ling Shuang disappeared again: "Is there really so many twists and turns? Maybe she just wants to go back in a hurry, old man, are you too sensitive?"

Liu Lin couldn't help laughing, and also looked at the blue sky in the east of the south and muttered: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, but it's better to be prepared." ”

"Oh yes. Then, Liu Lin's face suddenly became serious, and he looked at Ma Shuo pursed his lips and continued: "In the future, we will still focus on practicing dexterity and vigorously performing miracles, which is a bit unsuitable for our martial arts." If you practice it, it's useless!, understand?"

"But!" Ma Shuo was about to say about the apostle and the messenger, because Liu Lin hadn't seen him and Tias fighting at all, let alone how Ling Shuang had disposed of the corpse.

But when he saw Liu Lin's rather serious eyes, he could only sigh slightly and nod, "Okay, I know it's time to do this." ”

"Okay. Liu Lin smiled slightly when he heard this, and casually lifted the two bear hind legs from the ashes of the fire: "Let's go, when you feel fast enough, remember that there are still things left behind in the mud swamp! ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand without looking back and was about to leave, when Ma Shuo saw this, he immediately asked anxiously: "Old man Liu, what about Ling Shuang and the messenger Tias?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it, I haven't been here. ”

looked at Liu Lin, who walked all the way to the west and slowly disappeared from sight. Ma Shuocai sighed slightly and muttered, "Thank you." ”

Because of the last time I went deep into the Rainbow Forest, I was first harassed by Lausanne, and then I was completely unconscious again in Guogai Mountain. So the route to the City of Truth in his mind was actually cut off in the middle.

But this time, apart from the messenger Tias, there was no other battle along the way. So Ma Shuo naturally has to connect to this blank section.

Late that night, Ma Shuo had come to the end of the water source along the creek to the east. When I found out that this was a rolling hill, I immediately decided to have a late-night snack here.

It's one thing not to have to sleep, but it's also multiplied by eating and drinking.

He took off his worn shoes, found a dry wooden stick, and processed one of the shoes and the stick into a simple torch, and soaked it in the animal fat stored in advance for a while.

"Smack!" As the flint ignited the sawdust, the sawdust ignited the torch again, and once again regained some sight.

After squinting his eyes to adjust to the light of the torch, Ma Shuo immediately saw a sign under a tree at the foot of the hill.

Walking forward with doubts, I saw that the roots were covered with moss and wood slag, and on the wooden plaque that had rotted for I didn't know how many years it had rotted, eight big characters were written crookedly: "Be careful, this is a tree demon!"

"Dryad?" Ma Shuo couldn't help but be slightly stunned, when he wanted to put the torch close to the wooden sign so that he could carefully identify more details, he suddenly heard the top of the big tree shaking slightly behind the wooden sign.

With a burst of dead leaves falling, Ma Shuo suddenly pulled out the woodpecker, aimed at the branch that obviously did not have any human figures, and warned: "Who!

How can there be half a figure as far as the eye can see, plus the autumn wind is blowing in Beisang at this time, most of the plant leaves have become red and yellow, as long as you touch it lightly, it will fall, not to mention this autumn windy night?

Except for a bird's nest that seemed to have been empty for a long time, a full moon could be seen clearly through the branches, and after seeing this situation, Ma Shuo unconsciously slowly took a step back.

"Who are you?" glancing around in the side of the firelight, the muzzle of the gun slowly moving. If he finds anything suspicious, he will not hesitate to pull the trigger.

But in the forest in the dead of night, except for the water left by the dripping water on the hills, there was neither insects nor birds, which made Ma Shuo involuntarily turn his eyes to the wooden sign again.

"Dryad?" frowning and groaning for a moment, Ma Shuo suddenly pretended to cough twice and looked at the tree: "Dryad! I know you're here! If you don't give me a response, I'll set you on fire!"

After saying that, he took off a pigskin bag on his back waist and checked it: "I have grease and torches here!

Just this question, which was like a rumor, was also said by Ma Shuo with a lot of courage.

This is obviously a "I'm an idiot" behavior, which makes him blush when no one is around. It can only be said that it is fortunate that the forest is empty, otherwise he would not dare to give an order to a big tree.

After a while, when Ma Shuo was about to laugh at himself and turn back, he found that a large piece of bark had fallen from the middle of the trunk, and he looked there under the orange firelight, which made Ma Shuo's pupils suddenly shrink.

"Isn't it!"

I saw that the part under the bark that should have been xylem was slowly emerging a human face. Especially the movement of the human face slowly opening his eyes, which made him involuntarily take a step back again.

"Please, don't set fire!" The cry for mercy, which seemed to be slowed down tenfold, sounded, and Ma Shuo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and said to himself: "Damn! You, there really is a dryad?"

"Yes. The mouth on that face opened and closed up and down, and a deep and extremely slow voice sounded again: "Please, I won't hurt anyone." I just want to think about the tree life here, please don't kill me. Don't!"

It's too slow!

When the dryad finished saying a word, he could finish at least twenty sentences. So Ma Shuo didn't answer immediately, but after scanning the surroundings of the big tree again, he turned his gaze back to the wooden sign and smiled strangely: "Dryad, who set up this wooden sign for you, when was it erected?"

"Hmm. The dryad seemed to be in deep thought when he heard this, and this wait was close to a minute. When Ma Shuo was already a little impatient, the other party sighed and replied: "Ten years ago, a changeling monster was going to under my feet, how can I agree to this kind of thing?"

"Even though I need to absorb the fertilizer, his feces are not yet rotten. "I thought that the other party would be straightforward, but I didn't expect the other party to start telling the story.

If he were to finish it all at this rate, he probably wouldn't have to hurry tonight! And he just asked curiously, even if he wanted to listen to the story, he wouldn't listen to it so slowly, the key was probably a story with no nutrition at all.

After thinking about it, he immediately raised his hand to stop it: "Stop, stop, what is the Changeling Monster?"