Gillibal stopped here to see the reaction of the two of us, Lamba and I nodded in cooperation, and then he spread his hands and said: "How good it is now, clean and neat, you don't have to do it yourself, he thanked us before it was too late!" Rest assured, sadness is always inevitable, and a few days will pass. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Don't say it, what Gillibal said is really like that, and there is some truth in it. For a while, everyone was a little emotional and silent.

After a while, Gilibal sighed, "Well, it's all my fault, and I should have stopped the king from letting him go." As the saying goes, 'out of sight, out of mind', it's always not easy to see it in person. ”

Gilibal was remorseful and blamed himself. Lamba couldn't look at it and comforted: "It's not your fault, what the king decides, can you stop it if you say it's stopped?" Besides, who would have thought that zombie would be so powerful?"

I saw that the two of them were not in a high mood, so I deliberately diverted my attention and adjusted the atmosphere, "Lord Steward, where is your full moon scimitar?"

Gillibal didn't expect me to pay attention to this, and he was interested, "Okay, mage, you can still notice me when the situation is so critical, thank you." He squeezed his eyebrows and hugged his fists at me.

Lamba's emotions were also mobilized at once, and he gave a thumbs up and said: "The mage is really good eyesight, his knife is an artifact, blowing hair and breaking hair, it's rare."

Gilibal said in a long voice: "Yes, my artifact is usually offered, and it will only be taken out and unveiled at critical times."

Lamba smiled and patted a few cases and said, "Yes, he always says that."

I was a little puzzled and asked, "Where is the knife now?"

Lamba smiled a little straight, pointed at Gilibal, and said, "Of course he offered it!"

Gilibal stretched out his leg and kicked him, "Mage, don't listen to him, where did I get any artifact, I was afraid to take it from someone else's hand to pretend." ”

I listened, and my heart cleared. Lamba is really clumsy, not only can't see the true body of Gilibal, but also doesn't know that what he said is true, the full moon scimitar is really an artifact. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a sharp blade transformed from the claws of a fine pangolin, and it probably has a fight with Kun, right?

"By the way, Lamba, what did you take to stir the water like that, it's amazing, take it out and show me!"

As soon as Gillibal's seemingly casual words came out, the situation reversed in an instant, and Lamba, who was originally not afraid of big things, didn't expect to be burned and became a little stammering.

"This is just an ordinary bell, how can it compare to your scimitar."

"Ordinary bells? No way! That power, everyone present can see it, don't hide it, take it out and take a look, let me also have a long insight!"

Gillibar said that he was pretending to touch him, and then he saw that Lamba's honesty was coming, and his white face turned red under the tattoo, and he hid back with his hands on his chest.

I stretched out a hand in the middle to block the claws of Gillibal, and glanced at him with my eyes, and he sat down with a very interesting hand, and said with a grin, "I will spare you once for the sake of the mage's sake." Look at your stinginess, you must treat me to a meal another day to make up for my wounded little heart. ”

"Just you? Still injured? Don't look at how thick your skin is!" When Lamba saw that someone was calling the shots for him, his waist suddenly hardened a lot, and the fox and tiger became powerful.

Gillibal was speechless for a moment, looked at him and at me, and suddenly covered his eyes and lay back on his back, wailing: "Don't take such a bully! It's unreasonable!" Lamba and I were amused by his appearance.

I saw that it was not early outside, so I urged them, "It's not too early, let's send medicine to the king." ”

When Gillibar heard this, he quickly got up from the carpet, "Really, if you fool around and forget all the business, the king must be in a hurry." As he spoke, he hurriedly walked out.

Lamba also hurriedly got up to say goodbye, walked to the door, turned around and said to me, "Master, you said that you want to go to my hometown to have a look, do you still count this?"

"Of course."

Lamba seemed overjoyed when he heard the affirmative reply. After hesitating for a moment, he asked me with a smile in the corner of his eye, "When?"

"When the king's body recovers."

"What? Heading to Ramba's hometown? Take that with you, too. ”

"Why are you everywhere?" Lamba slapped Gillibar on the shoulder and laughed.

Looking at the backs of the two of them in the distance, I feel that these two people are really a pair of living treasures.

I closed the door, entered the inner room, and hung the scroll on the wall with the yin side facing outward, looking at it in a daze, I don't know what kind of scene it is inside, how can I "die if I enter the yin"?

The black surface of the shaft, which seemed to suck everything in, filled my heart with curiosity. I am all too familiar with the magic of the yang side, is this world of the yin side the legendary Hell of Ah Nose? So what happens to the black coke in there? Is it in ruins or in purgatory? I want to go in and have a look.

I'm undoubtedly playing with my life, but I want to gamble that since I'm the owner of this scroll, it won't hurt me, right? At least I should be able to handle it.

I sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating my mental power, and in a trance, I was in a huge vortex, only to feel that the suction force inside was extremely great, and my body involuntarily spun rapidly.

It was a silent, dark world, with no light around me, and a chaotic and unusually strong force coming from all directions as if it were going to tear me apart, pulling at every part of my body.

No, the voice, there is a sound here! In addition to the whirring wind, there was a deafening, muffled old cow-like cry in my ears. It was a strange sound that I had never heard before, like a howl from hell, and it was horrible.

I couldn't use my hands and feet in this whirlpool, I felt extremely suffocated, and the true qi in my body involuntarily gathered together at the dantian, forming a ball of light, the light became brighter and brighter, and finally exploded in my roar.

In the process of erupting, my body was like a star with bright eyes, shining brightly, illuminating all around.

At that moment, it seemed that there was only me in this empty space, everything was still, there were no vortices, no strange forces, only I was movable.

In the light, I saw the black charcoal torn to shreds, each shard in agony, and let out a devilish roar: "Please, save me!" Let me be free!"

I flicked my fingers, and the black fragments were suddenly ignited by the true fire of Samadhi, and in the recitation of the mantra of the past life, the dust returned to dust, and the earth returned to the earth, and it was completely finished.

My body shook for a moment, and when I opened my eyes, I was still sitting cross-legged on the floor, and the scroll on the wall was still hanging there, calm as usual.

Yes, it turns out that it was my out-of-body that went to the shaft just now.