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The poinsettia on the other side did not reply, but directly took a bottle and was about to drink it in a big gulp like a little fox, but was stopped by the little furball, "Smell, don't drink, this thing is strong, I'm injured, you don't, smell slowly." ”

Hearing this, Poinsettia looked at the little furball with a smile and asked, "What's the matter, I'm distressed?" ”

Little Furball shook his head, "If you don't believe it, try it yourself." As he spoke, he gestured with his little paw, "Just a small bite, you try it yourself, don't say I didn't warn you." He smiled evilly and looked at Poinsettia, as if she was defiant.

"I'm afraid you won't make it?" Poinsettia deliberately put on an attitude of defiance of everything, and took a small sip with her neck raised, yes, she only drank a small sip, because at this time, I am afraid that it is not a good idea, after all, the bottle is still in her hands, if it is no problem, the little fox can not stop it after drinking it all.

But it was only a small sip, Poinsettia really didn't expect that the spiritual power contained in it would be so abundant, and she hurriedly meditated cross-legged to regulate the spiritual power in the viscera, and after a long time, she finally opened her eyes and said: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that there would be such a secret hidden in this porcelain bottle." ”

Poinsettia turned her head to look at the little fox in front of her, and asked with a wicked smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell this secret?" ”

The little fox laughed out loud, "If I can bring you here, I'll already settle the matter." ”

"Oh? That's how you eat? As he spoke, the three-edged soul-snatching thorn in his sleeve flashed out, and it immediately resisted the choked throat of the little furball. Poinsettia smiled evilly and asked, "Hehe, my whole family has been killed, and now I will kill you, and taking this spiritual liquid can be regarded as revenge, right?" He smiled and looked at the restrained little fox.

The little furball didn't have a trace of panic at all, and gently pushed the three-edged soul snatcher outward with his fingers, and said playfully: "Hehe, your body and your heart have long been taken away by my second mother, and you are just a walking corpse now." Okay, what should be let you see, will let you see, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, I think you can still remember the rules in the garden, right? ”

"Humph! Boring. The poinsettia brush pulled back the Triangular Soul Snatcher Thorn, and said resentfully, "The top card? Hum! I'm just a loyal dog raised by your Tianxiang Pavilion now, my home is gone, and I'm scared again, I don't even have the heart to resist at this time, and the road in this life is so set, this is really a wrong step, and I regret it for life! ”

The little furball, which had stabilized the injury, once again changed back to the ugly girl's appearance, and told her what to do next. In Xiao Maoqiu's heart, just like Poinsettia herself said, she is now a loyal dog, what can she think if she has no family, so now she can treat it the same as Mother Wu, and she doesn't need to watch out for anything.

Little Furball and Poinsettia took a lot of source crystal liquid mixed with water, brought them back to the secret room, and distributed these things to the injured friends, and with the blood milk spirit source, with these two great supplements, the injuries of the partners were immediately controlled. It took less than five days for this turmoil to survive.

What's in the bottle? Da Zhu and Xiao Feng had already been cleaned up by Liang Qihong very casually, and they would not ask questions that should not be asked. The other demon beasts looked at others and didn't ask, and they didn't seem to be asking, this is the unspoken rule, and it is also the iron law of Tiansuan Academy and Tianxiang Pavilion, don't ask blindly if you shouldn't ask. The self-inferior, troll-Bishma (slave), would not please this boring.

What's next? This is the question in front of everyone, but the lesson is heavy enough, should it be continued? Do you dare to continue?

"Come again!" Troll-Bishma (slave) was the first to speak, the demon race has no bad seeds, as a demon, he knows his identity very well, he is just a house slave, and there are not many opportunities to get ahead, although he is not sure what will happen to his partners in the future, and this road is right or not, but in addition to the road in front of him, do you have any other way to choose?

The answer is obvious, no, even if you die, you have to fight to get ahead, which is why the troll-Bishma (slave) has always been low-key and forbearing.

Good! Come again, it's a big deal to start all over again! Once again, all hands were reunited. There was a glint of hope in his eyes.

"Crazy, crazy, they must be crazy." Sun Liar looked at Gai Laosan in disbelief and said, "This group of people must have made another mistake and gone crazy." ”

Gai Laosan shook his head with a wry smile, and responded in his mouth, "These children have never had a good time. With that, he pulled Sun and the liar entered the ghost land again.

Once again, the group returns to this haunted land, and the crazy adventure continues. Fail! Cry! Wailing of pain, but no one wants to give up, we have no bright road to walk, we will walk in this dark place all our lives, we are ascetics on this road.

Firm will will become a crutch for us to explore the future, and the hands of our partners will help us get up from falling again and again, and our partners always believe in the phrase "It's a big deal!" ”

The corners of our mouths were bloodshot, and our minds were buzzing, but we weren't going to give up. We will use our feet to light the beacons for those who come after us. We are an evil academy, what we have to do is to do our best to catch up with the gap between us and those proud sons of heaven, we don't cultivate the path, we only follow the evil path.

Since the gap in qualifications cannot be changed, it is necessary to recover it with a hundred times the effort and a thousand times the sweat. Since we cannot preach, then we must exhaust the world, dispel the darkness of this land, and make a simple and clever thing that can be used by future generations. It doesn't matter if we are looked down upon, who makes us all natural pariahs, but we firmly believe that with these artifacts, we can compete with those who are exceptionally talented!

Fail! Or failed, after many failures, finally the two strong cow patterns fused together, at this moment the troll-Bishma (slave) was a roar in his mind, the sky in his eyes was collapsing, the ground under his feet was also collapsing, and the choking was even more sweet, but I want to hold back, I want to endure, success is just around the corner, I will be the first person in the demon clan to engrave the complete strong cow pattern in the sea of knowledge.

The great gods and demons of the Heavenly Mountains bless your descendants, Ula! Ulla! At this moment, he was desperately suppressing and praying to the gods and demons ancestor, praying for the protection of the gods and demons ancestor!

One day, two days, three days, "Wow! A mouthful of blood splattered out, and the troll-Bishma (slave) passed out. After another two days, he finally woke up, at this moment he knew very clearly that he had failed again, but Bishma (slave) eyes were still burning with this scorching light, it didn't matter, it was a big deal to start again, this time he could hold out for three days, I firmly believe that the next time he will be successful, and the gods and demons of the Tianshan Mountains will definitely favor his descendants.

I'm going to add, a lot of it, to store up energy for the next shock. If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent! Troll-Bishma (slave) is on a frantic assault on a dream that seems unattainable.

He knew very well why he failed, because his qualifications were too poor, and the magic patterns on his body were blurred to almost invisible. But I'm not afraid of death, the demon race has no bad seeds, even as a slave, he firmly believes that he will always be a descendant of the gods and demons. Put together! Put together! Put together! Fight to the last breath, you shouldn't see the back of the demon on the way to the journey, even if you die, you have to fall forward, face death, and never look back!

This time he persisted for five days, but still failed, seeing such a situation, no one was willing to stop it, because everyone could see that this was the dream of the troll Bishma (slave), and he wanted to become the best demon member ever, this was his hope and dream.

Again! The crazy adventure continued, insist, I will persevere, three days, five days, ten days, fifteen days, when the troll-Bishma (slave) got up and walked out of the secret room, watching the sunrise and laughing heartily, he succeeded, this is the first time he has been stoic and low-key so presumptuous laughing, because he succeeded, finally succeeded, the rune of the mighty cow pattern was finally clearly engraved in his sea of consciousness. I did it! I really made it!

Hu Qiuqiu dragged the demon baby in the basket to his face, congratulating him on his success, and the baby in the frame was copied in the arms of the troll-Bishma (slave), sticking to his face for a while crying and laughing, this is his new master, and it is also the little master of his life.

I'm going to let my little master know that I'm a troll-bishma (slave), your squire, and I've succeeded. Don't look at it as just the simplest vigorous reckless cow pattern, but this is enough to prove that I am a pure demon, a descendant of the demon clan who was blessed by the ancestors of gods and demons.

My little master, accept the most sincere courtesy of your servants. The troll-bishma (slave) respectfully placed his little master in front of him, and after bowing to the baby according to demon etiquette, he shouted to the sky, "Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! ”

The little master, who was still a baby, even slapped his chest with the troll-Bishma (slave), raised his arm and shouted indistinctly "Ula!" Ulla! slogan.

Troll-Bishma (slave) had tears in his eyes, he saw the little master in front of him, he firmly believed that he would be the future of the demons, and they hugged each other tightly and cried.

No one wants to break such a festive atmosphere, and today is destined to belong only to him troll - Bishma (slave). Little Furball dragged the other friends back into the secret room.

Two days later, under the leadership of Sun Liar, the vigorous reckless cow pattern on the bottom support of the bullet case was finally carved, and with such a complete rune, the transformation of the first step of the bullet was finally successful.

What's next? This is another question on everyone's mind.

Xiao Maoqiu said the next step, the bottom of the cartridge case has been transformed, then the following is the transformation of the circle around the cartridge case, said a cartridge case in his hand, pointed to the circle wrapped around the warhead and said: "We will increase the amount of medicine, but also because of the vigorous reckless cow pattern on the bottom drag, the explosion in this will be more violent, and the original cartridge shell may not be able to withstand it." ”