"What life?" When the dragon spirit heard the man's words, he was a little stunned, can he still give his life? Why don't you give milk?

He stopped his departure, looked back at the place where the voice sounded, and asked, "Which one is coming to die?" ”

"Yes, I, I, come, give, old, wear, mountain, armor, send, life." The voice slowly sounded behind the crowd again.

"Killed? It's funny. ”

"Silly, that man."

"Who's talking weird?"

The people started talking and looked behind them.

The crowd parted ways, and under the gaze of everyone, an old man carved in wood appeared at the end of the alley, stepping forward step by step.

I saw that the old man was covered with rough bark, and there were branches and green leaves growing on his body, and on a thin branch on the top of his head, there was even a bunch of small red and cherry-like berries.

It is obviously a piece of wood, but it has the appearance of a human being, with a head and limbs, eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, and it is simply a refined dryad.

It was the old man who Taniguchi met.

"Crunch, squeak......"

Mu Lao paused, and with each step, his body had to pause for a long time, and at the same time, the joints on his body made a tooth-wrenching sound of dry firewood.

"It turned out to be Mu Lao."

"Mu Lao, how did you come up and how fast?"

"Of course we carried him up, do you think he can climb the mountain on his own?"

When the warriors and wizards of the Abandoned People Village saw Mu Lao, they began to talk about it.

"It's all quiet." Gu Lao snorted, stopped everyone's discussion, and asked Mu Lao, who was still moving slowly, "Mu Lao, do you mean that you can save the old pangolin?" ”

Mu Lao shook his head and said, "I, save, no, live, him." ”

"Hey." The crowd shouted, and the strange dryad was really running to make trouble.

"Then what are you talking about? Didn't you see that Ryuko and everyone were going to war? ”

Gu Lao was also a little annoyed, he knew that this person had a brain problem, and said to Long Jing apologetically: "Long Zi, this Mu Lao is confused and talks nonsense, you don't blame him." ”

The dragon spirit didn't react, stared at the wooden man in front of him, waved his hand and said, "His words shouldn't be finished yet, don't worry, and listen to him." ”

Sure enough, I heard the old man speak again slowly: "He, has, passed, died, I, saved, no, lived, he." I am, come, give, give, he, send, life. ”

"You're going to send it quickly!" The dragon screamed carefully, and wiped his mouth impatiently.

This person's words and deeds look slower than a turtle, and when he speaks a word for two seconds, the whole person looks like a slow-motion video, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment and makes people feel irritated.

His speed is so slow that he is not at the same speed of time as the humans around him, and when he is with him, his sense of time will be disturbed. It's not just the dragon spirit who is uncomfortable, but everyone present is uncomfortable.

The old man waited for a while, blinked his eyes and asked, "Really?" Send your life as soon as possible, no matter what, as long as you can bring the old pangolin back to life. ”

"I, said, passed, he, had, died, died, I, was, came, ......"

"Shut up!" Hearing it again, I was afraid that I was going crazy, and the dragon spirit finally couldn't help it and let out a loud shout.

"Why don't you bring that log over quickly, and when he moves it, we'll all die of old age!" He glared at the crowd and ordered in a grumpy manner.

"Why, what, no, let, I, say ......" Mu Lao saw that Long Jing's attitude was rude, not only did he not shut up, but he said more angrily.

The warrior next to him was already impatient, and when he heard Ryuko's order, two people immediately walked out, and one by one he set up a wooden man and left.

"Let go, let go, I, I, myself, myself, will, go." Mu Lao complained angrily under the hostage of the two warriors, and his two dangling legs were still kicking back and forth slowly, like a space dance in slow motion.

The two warriors were also annoyed by the wooden man, so they ran to the dragon spirit with him in a few steps, threw him to the ground with a 'bang', and quickly hid back in the crowd.

The wooden man fell to the ground, rolled twice, and slowly turned over like a turtle, cocked his head, and cursed in his mouth: "Bastard, bastard, ah, yes, yet, throw, me, ......."

"Shut up! Shut up! I'll shut you up! ”

The dragon spirit was distraught by Mu Lao's speech, and couldn't help but yell and lose his temper, he had never been so irritable with people.

Mu Lao was frightened by his attitude, stunned for a moment, and said, "I ......"

"Shut up!" As soon as the dragon spirit heard his voice, he became irritable, hurriedly blocked him, pointed at the old pangolin and shouted, "Didn't you give him his life, send it quickly!" Shut up and send! Don't speak again! ”

"Mu Lao, do what you want to do quickly, everyone is waiting for you, don't waste everyone's time by talking." The old man also said with a bitter face.

The old wood looked angry, but he didn't dare to say more, so he slowly sat up and stretched out his hand to the people around him.

"It's ...... What are you doing? ”

Mu Lao stretched out his mouth and stretched out his hand again, and everyone was confused.

The dragon spirit took a deep breath angrily, endured his breath and said, "What are you going to do, say it quickly!" ”

"Yes, you, no, let, I, say, speak." Mu Lao also shouted in annoyance, and under the anger, the speed of his speech was much faster, and it sounded less uncomfortable.

The dragon spirit was speechless, turned his head away from him, and waved his hand at the old man.

Old Man cried and laughed and said, "Old Mu, what's the matter, let's talk about it." ”

Mu Lao glared at Mu Leng's eyes and said, "I want a knife." ”

"Give it to him." Gu Lao shouted, and a warrior sent a stone knife to Mu Lao's hand.

I saw that Mu Lao took the stone knife, held it with his backhand, and then stabbed it fiercely at his chest.

"Poof!"

With the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh, yes, it was not the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the wood, but the sound of piercing the flesh, and the blood suddenly flowed out.

Mu Lao operated the stone knife with an expressionless face, cutting his chest little by little, the opening was getting longer and longer, and the flesh and blood were turned up, which looked extremely terrifying, but his hand was steady, and there was no trembling.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all stunned, and their contempt for this old wood was immediately eliminated, and the dragon spirit was also dumbfounded.

The wound cut by the old wood on the chest was twenty centimeters long, and the chest cavity was cut open, and the centimeter of the heart could be seen, not the flesh wound.

This kind of injury would have been an ordinary person a long time ago, and even the dragon spirit couldn't bear it, but Mu Lao seemed to be nothing, and he didn't shed much blood.

"Alright, that's it." Mu Lao cut open his chest, gently put down the stone knife in his hand, and then stretched out a hand to go in and dig it up in his chest.

When he took it out, it was covered in blood, and he held a beating heart in his hand.