Chapter 211 The obsession of getting lost
A day passed, and Bai Kongzhao was still squatting in the bushes, staring at the huge stone castle in the distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
There was a faint sound of footsteps in the distance, and a deliberately suppressed call, and a moment later Anwen appeared. His armor was a little torn and scratched, a little embarrassed, and his face showed a little tiredness.
When he saw the girl, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "You are really back again." ā
"I'm lost. The girl stared ahead, apparently preoccupied with the stone castle, just casually.
An Wen's face was full of helplessness, "You've been lost three times!"
"Oh, I'm lost. The girl apparently wasn't listening to him at all.
Anwen had no choice but to take her at all, squatted down beside her, and said, "Didn't I say it, we can't swallow this piece of fat now." Why did you run back again?"
The girl pointed to the stone castle and said, "There's something good in there." Same as those wines. ā
"You want to drink and tell me! It's just that that kind of wine has some very bad side effects, and you can't drink too much. After you drank it, didn't you feel anything?"
The girl's gaze finally took off the stone castle, thought about it for a moment, and said, "I feel it." It's comfortable, it's warm, it's a little numb, like a pinprick, but it's not uncomfortable. Also very sleepy and want to sleep. ā
"What about the others?"
"No more. ā
"There is no such ...... Strange feeling?"
"Nope. The girl's eyes widened and she asked, "What's a strange method?"
An Wen let out a sigh, his expression couldn't be said to be lost or happy, and said: "I understand, your body should have a lot of dark injuries, this wine is actually repairing your body at the same time while boosting vitality." And your physique is too weak, so you instinctively want to strengthen yourself. However, this kind of alcohol does have side effects, and you don't feel it now, but it may just accumulate and break out together in the future. ā
The girl asked seriously, "What are the side effects?"
Under her gaze, An Wen was a little flustered, he opened his mouth, and finally made up his mind, and said: "Actually, this effect is aphrodisiac, that is, it will make people want to have offspring." ā
"Offspring?" the girl's eyes lit up.
An Wen was stunned, and instantly gave birth to a lot of inexplicable and strange thoughts in his heart, including "what if she really wants to give me a baby" and the like.
"This kind of thing can be studied slowly. Let's get this down first!"
Seeing that the girl pointed to the stone castle again, Anwen had the urge to hit his head on the tree.
"No!" he flatly refused.
"Then I'll go myself. ā
"You can't go either!"
"Why?"
The girl had asked this question several times, and each time Anwen was vague and perfunctory. Now it seems that it is useless to delay, and it is impossible to get out of here without convincing her. Every time Anwen dragged her away, after a while, he found that the person was missing, and then he had to come to her near the stone fort.
Anwen was worried that if this continued, maybe there would be an accident that he couldn't catch up with.
He sighed and said, "The main reason is the white mist of the four-armed man. I'm not very afraid, but that's relative. If there are too many, it will still be controlled by the white fog. And it has just been verified that the effectiveness of this white mist is difficult to completely remove, and can only be temporarily suppressed. That is, if you accumulate too much, you will have an attack sooner or later. ā
"...... after the seizure"
"It's possible to force you to do something you don't like. ā
The girl thought for a moment and said, "I'm not afraid of pain. I can endure the beating of me, and if it hurts me badly, I will fight back. ā
Anwen smiled bitterly, "It's not to hit you, but it's worse than that." I don't want that, I really don't. ā
The girl nodded slowly, and suggested as if she didn't understand, "Actually, we can lure them out and kill them little by little, just like I started to do." ā
"No, I can't. It's not a good environment, we can't stay too long, we have to get to a safe area as soon as possible. Staying overnight here, we all rely on ginkgo fruit wine for support. The wine will be drunk, so be sure to go to a warm enough area before you finish it. ā
The girl pointed forward, "Warm area, do you mean this direction?"
An Wen was slightly surprised, he also ran a long distance and went around in a big circle before finally determining the direction of gravity slowing down. He had never mentioned this matter to Bai Kongzhao, but the girl instinctively pointed out the right direction, which made the young master of the demon descent feel like a failure. Within the Demon Descendants, he had never been perceptually afraid of anyone.
"Yes, that's the direction. ā
The girl looked at An Wen and said, "You seem to have enough to drink a little." That wine is enough for us to use for a long time, and it will take us one day to build this stone fort. ā
An Wen said helplessly: "I drink less because I don't dare to drink more." Its medicinal properties also accumulate, and once I can't control myself, I'll attack you. ā
Fortunately, this time the girl didn't ask the question of "will you hit me" again, so that Anwen saved some effort to explain.
"But what about the stuff there?"
An Wen looked at the girl seriously, and after a while, he suddenly sighed and said, "Since you want it so much, then I'll fight it once." It's just that if I get out of control, you run away on your own, as far away from me as possible. ā
"Why?"
Anwen didn't explain this time, but just said, "It's okay." When the time comes, I don't need to say that you know what to do, anyway, you rely on instinct to judge. ā
He looked at the stone castle, drew a sketch on the ground, and then drew a line, and said, "We can't stop following this route and no matter what obstacles we encounter along the way, we will rush directly to this central point, and then see what is there." No matter what it is, you can only grab a handful and go, and you can't stay for more than three seconds. Did you write it down?"
The girl nodded.
"Okay, then let's go. An Wen waved a faint black mist, enveloping himself and the girl, and slowly drifted towards the stone castle.
The black fog appeared abruptly, but most of the natives ignored it until it floated under the stone castle walls, and a four-armed warrior in the tower became alert and looked down at the wall. When he saw the black mist, his face was puzzled, and he immediately opened his mouth to scream. But a wisp of black gas shot out of the black mist, which pierced his mouth directly.
The four-armed warrior lost his life in an instant, and fell headlong from the tower. At this time, Anwen withdrew the black mist, jumped onto the city wall with the girl, and then leaped up, straight to the center of the stone castle!
The two of them walked one after the other, facing the natives who poured out from everywhere like a tidal wave. An Wen suddenly had a two-meter long sword in his hand, and he shouted, the sword light was like a rainbow, and he instantly cut dozens of natives in front of him into two, and then stepped forward more than ten meters in one step, and the demonic qi exploded, blowing up all the natives back a few steps.
Bai Kongzhao followed behind An Wen, jumping and jumping, slashing east and west with a big chopping knife in his hand, and every time he slashed, there happened to be one or more natives who sent the key to her knife. Some natives are lucky, they are still only injured and not dead when they are hit by An Wen's sword qi, but under the girl's knife, there has never been a living mouth, even if they are not dead on the spot, the injury is absolutely incurable.
The two of them were like warships, cloaks cutting through the waves, and quickly struck into the center of the ancient castle.
The first thing the girl saw was the small tree in the middle of the stone castle. At the moment, the small tree is a little sluggish, and there are still three white fruits hanging on the treetops, all of which are small and astringent, and have not yet fully ripened.
She raised her knife and wanted to cut down the tree, but she hesitated, and finally just reached out, picked two of the barely ripe ginkgo fruits, left the smallest and most astringent, and turned back and rushed back to the way she came.
An Wen was calm, plucked several flowers and plants in the garden, and put them into the storage space, so as to keep up with the white sky. But after just a few breaths, a group of four-armed warriors appeared in front of the two, and many of them were female warriors. As soon as he looked at his face, several clouds of white mist came to his face.
An Wen's face changed drastically, where did he dare to stop it? He shouted, and set up a magic barrier in front of him, blocking the white mist. Then, without stopping, he pulled the girl and rushed in the other direction.
The magic barrier only slightly blocked the white mist for a moment, and it was eroded.
Fortunately, although this time is short, it is enough for a strong person of Anwen's level, and he has already dragged the girl to the periphery of the stone castle.
A moment later, An Wen and Bai Kongzhao appeared more than ten kilometers away. Both were covered in blood and embarrassed. Although most of the blood was the blood of the indigenous warriors, there were many wounds on each of them. Most of the girl's injuries are small flesh and skin injuries, and that's it, Anwen has a lot of wounds on her body, and a wound on her back is deep to the bone. This knife slashed through his inner and outer armor, as well as the protective demonic qi, and pointed directly at his internal organs.
There are also shallow knife marks on the bones that emerge from the wounds. However, Anwen's bones are pale black, with a faint metallic luster on the surface, which is very different from ordinary demon bones. This is because he has been forging bones with secret methods since he was a child, and he has only achieved a small success until now.
If it weren't for this strong skeleton, An Wen would have been hit hard by a knife.
After the two stopped, the girl looked behind her and said, "Shake it off." ā
Anwen let out a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, took out the wound medicine and took it. He flipped his hand, looked at the two white fruits in his palm, handed them back to Bai Kongzhao, and said with a wry smile: "This is indeed a good thing, give it to you." It's just that for the sake of them, you consumed the treasures that Your Highness gave you, and it seems a little unworthy. ā
As he spoke, Anwen pointed to the girl's ankle.
The chain of feet bestowed by the Eternal Flame had dimmed, apparently depleted of energy. When they broke out of the last line of the stone castle, the two were finally surrounded by the natives, and only broke through after a bloody battle.
Anwen was not lightly injured, and the girl relied on the protection of the ankle chain to resist a few fatal blows. Without the chain of Eternal Flame, she would not have had only a few minor wounds, but would have been cut into several pieces.
Looking at the foot chain, the girl tilted her head and said, "Isn't this what you use for it?"
"But here......" Anwen shook his head. In his opinion, this kind of life-saving treasure should only be used at the most critical moment. And breaking into the stone fort was originally an unnecessary battle.
The girl didn't seem to realize how precious the treasure of the Eternal Flame was, and even if the energy was exhausted, she didn't feel any pity.
She took the white fruit and looked at it for a long time, gave one of them to Anwen, and said, "This should be yours." ā
She divided the ginkgo in her hand in two, ate half of it, and then put the other half close to her.
Anwen couldn't understand why she did this, so she handed over the white fruit in her hand and said, "If you need it, take it all." ā
The girl looked at the white fruit in front of her, hesitated for a while, and shook her head again, "No, it's yours." ā