Hei Tuanzi looks silly, but he can also think. Looking at Zhong Wan and the three of them, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Lord Zhong Wan, Lord Zhong Wan. I felt like I heard someone talking. ”

"Me too!" Xiao Lu and Da Lu fanned and leaned into Zhong Wan's ear and whispered.

"It's the one you can't see coming out of the scroll! Black! A mess is watching us! ”

Zhong Wan stared at the black dumplings while muttering to the big and small ones.

"Well, black dumplings...... I've only seen it in old books, and it must be that. Xiao Lu's tone was a little low.

It turns out that this little ball is an elf that grows inside the scroll.

Because the time lag between the petitions of the owner of the scroll is too long, there is no reply. The elves will slowly sprout resentment following the thoughts of the owner of the scroll, and the color will grow from light to dark until it grows into a black elf ball.

In the Tibetan Pavilion, each scroll is a wish made by a pilgrim, and each wish is guarded by an elf.

The role of the elves is to help the shrine gods sort their wishes into time and events, and make a record of the petitions for each wish.

As for the growth of the black elves, it is the accumulation of anger, helplessness and fear accumulated by the pilgrims, and finally becomes "evil".

They could not speak, they could not speak, they were only two years old in the world, and the only thing that drove them to action was the wishes of the pilgrims, the owners of the scrolls.

The mutation in the hearts of these pilgrims also distorted them, blurring their respect and obedience to the shrine gods.

Xiao Lu sighed.

At the moment when they were stunned, more and more black balls were squeezed out of the scroll.

A large group of black pressed people moved towards the three of them.

Little by little, the space was swallowed up by the black dumplings.

Zhong Wan looked at the squirming darkness in front of him, couldn't help but turn over the river and the sea in his heart, and quickly untied his sneakers and slapped the black dumplings that were getting closer and closer to the three of them in his hands.

Da Lu and Xiao Lu couldn't feel what was going on around them, so they could only protect Zhong Wan and greet them with their bare hands.

"Tsk, it's a rookie. Such a simple thing can't be handled well. ”

In a wolf, I suddenly smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

didn't care about what people said, and his mind stabilized first.

In addition to her black hair, Ming Jiutai was snow-white, dressed in a white dress like a light gauze fluttering in the wind, and with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, she floated out of the sky above the Tibetan Pavilion as if she was doing a trick.

Waiting for Ming Jiutai to slowly touch the ground on her toes, she took two steps closer to the black ball in the lead, and said: Kill.

Ming Jiu Tai's glissandy note did not fall, the cold light flashed sharply, and there was already a silver ring engraved with ancient flower filigree in his hand.

The thin lips opened lightly, and the silver ring flashed a dazzling silver light.

The mighty black regiment roared and disappeared......

Ming Jiu smiled contemptuously, tilted his head to look at Zhong Wan who was sitting on the ground.

Zhong Wan was like being in a fog in smoke.

"What happened in that moment? Is this Mrs. Naruto? Zhong Wan hasn't recovered from the shock just now.

I only heard a ......scream of "ahhh

Ming Jiutai wanted to make a gorgeous turn, but she was tripped by Zhong Wan's scattered shoelaces.

The center of gravity was unstable for a while, and he went straight to Zhong Wan.

The big and small people who were surrounding Zhong Wan saw that Ming Jiutai was pressing towards them, and they ran away regardless of it......