Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Mage's Robes

Andy sat down, and as his bare back appeared in front of Harres, the naked old man shouted, "What about the blitzkrieg?" Andy pointed in the direction of Storm Beach and said, "I can't pull it out of the sand, and Xia Zuo was also stunned by lightning because of his brute force." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Harris sighed and said, "It's good if you don't lose it, it's good if you don't lose it." Andy looked at the casual teacher and asked, "Why are you naked?"

Harris shook his head helplessly and said, "Ever since that old fellow Barnett was caught by Tyron in the clown circle, he hasn't stopped complaining about me for a moment. Returning to the village in the morning was going well, but it wasn't particularly satisfying, because you hadn't come back yet. Who knew that the village was actually attacked by the red falcon, and that old madman of Barnett actually didn't forget to find fault with me at that moment of crisis. In fact, no matter who the owner of those red falcons is, at least it has nothing to do with me directly. But he still didn't give up, and during the scuffle he ripped off my clothes and threw them into the fire. ”

Standing on the sidelines, the root of the coconut tree looked at Harris, who had a handful of snot and tears, and walked over with his head, licking the dirty soles of Harris's feet with his long tongue, and the magician, who had been bullied by his old friend, looked at the simple pangolin and said, "I think this little guy is better than that old thing." As he spoke, he pulled the coconut root over and hugged it in his arms.

Andy looked at the frustrated Harris with some unhappiness in his heart, and he could feel the physical and mental exhaustion of the other party from the old magician's chatter and complaints. He felt that no matter what, it was imperative to return to the abyss as soon as possible with the teacher, and as for the secret rooms hidden in Emma's forest, he could only put them aside for the time being. He did feel a little sad when he looked at the destroyed village, after all, these defenses were carefully designed and he participated in the whole process. Seeing that his hard work was ruthlessly wasted, he couldn't resist this strength for the time being. But restoring the defenses here will not happen overnight.

Although Andy felt uncomfortable, he watched Harris, who was in a slightly better mood, dragging the coconut tree roots to play, and knew that the old man was fine, so his little thoughts were temporarily put down in front of the teacher. He felt that no matter what Barnett did to Harris, the old friends would not really take it to heart, but that the grumbling and complaining would continue to maintain the long-standing friendship between the two men.

The guard came over and whispered to Andy that Shazzo was awake, but a little delirious, and that Trist was healing him. Buck immediately sat up from the weeds when he heard what happened to Xia Zuo, he looked at Harris next to him and said, "Although I don't want to see the dispute between you and my brother, I can't ignore Xia Zuo's affairs. With that, Buck got up and left the stable.

Harris looked at Buck, who was deliberately pretending to be unconscious, and said angrily, "You can't ignore it! I'm still naked!" Andy walked out of the stable and caught up with Buck and said, "Chief, I guess you heard about the blitzkrieg." ”

Buck turned to look at Andy who was catching up and said, "This attack on the village is definitely not a simple retaliatory action, we don't want to get involved in this cleanup of the Deadwood Forest, but Taryn has gone a little too far this time." We Bunir people are naturally peace-loving, but we will not sit back and be slaughtered. No matter how strong he is, we will return the color. Without your artifact, without your involvement, we can show our enemies the true strength of the Bunir of the Forest. With that, Buck walked straight to the wounded man's tent.

The sky cleared, and the dilapidated village looked even more unacceptable in the sunlight. Andy stared blankly at Buck's back, he hadn't heard Buck speak like that since he had known the leader of the Bunir people of the forest. Maybe he didn't have any other thoughts about emphasizing the artifact, but the leader, who was carried away by hatred, seemed to have made his position clear, and he wanted to solve the matter himself.

Andy's eyes blurred as he watched the Bunier people shuttling around him, and the dirty alley buried in the depths of his memory came back to his mind. He couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and simply walked towards Storm Beach.

Trist watched the frustrated and lonely Andy walk out of the village alone, and she quickly put down the herbal medicine bag in her hand and chased it out. Watching her sweetheart go to the beach and sit in the water, she didn't come closer. The princess Bunier just looked at the skeleton that curved downward from afar.

Trist looked at the water that washed ashore like her own hands, and she imagined that she was sharing the pain in her heart for her sweetheart. In fact, she didn't know that the most painful thing in the heart of the village attack was not Andy. The artifact stuck in the sand and the body that had lost its magic were the real mustard in the heart of the Auston boy.

Perhaps in the beginning, Andy never had the luxury of obtaining supreme magic, or relying on luck to obtain ancient artifacts. But he knew that as long as he rode a tall snow beast anywhere, onlookers would invariably cast jealous glances. With a powerful blitz with a stunning look, he's the one that fascinates all magicians. As for Ralph, the ghost wolf who received the reward from the Elder God seems to have inadvertently become the object of ridicule from others. In short, he has become the focus of everyone. He knew very well that his gradually numb body had fallen into desire, he was more and more afraid of the eyes of others, he was more and more eager to succeed, and the extreme fear of failure had gone against his original ambition to get out of the abyss.

Andy grabbed a handful of fine sand with his hand, and the tiny particles were clutched tightly in his palm, but no matter how hard he tried, there was still sand slowly flowing out of the narrow fingers. He turned his head to look at the thunder and lightning in the distance, the artifact that had been obtained by chance through the soul trial was now surrounded by lightning falling from the sky, and it seemed that he didn't feel all the lightning and communication with his heart.

Trist watched as Andy, with an ugly expression, turned back to the village, and struggled to find a delicate leather bag from her collapsed room. She watched the people around her gradually stabilize and kept comforting herself, maybe at this time she should devote all her energy to saving the wounded, but the purple-haired boy sitting by the sea had already taken all her soul away.

Trist came to Andy's side with a finely crafted leather bag, and she opened the dirty leather bag, revealing a red mage robe in front of the frustrated young man.