Chapter 45: Swing Swing
"Hey, big turtle, you're finally willing to wake up!" said the old man, jumping on the spot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The turtle continued to murmur in response, and the old man began to talk to it as if he could understand the turtle's call.
"Turtle Tou, I've finally pulled that thing out for you, how about it, how can you thank me?" the old man shouted at the ceiling.
"Moo-" was the same murmur again.
"Big turtle, don't fall asleep again, I promised this kid to send them back to the mainland, you have to help with this." The old man continued.
"Moo, moo—"
The old man listened to Yuan Turtle's response, slapped his palms, and said to Duan Xiaofei: "The big turtle has agreed, he will send you back, and I'll accompany him for a while, after being locked up for a long time, I must be familiar with the world with magic elements to be able to find a duel with the Dead Lady Cannon." ”
The old man was still crazy, he couldn't recall his original name, he only knew that one of his personalities was called Lao Gou, and the other was called Lao Huang, and after sending Duan Xiaofei and his party to the mouth of the Yuan Turtle, he jumped back down his esophagus.
Standing in the mouth of the abyssal turtle, Duan Xiaofei could see the scene on the sea, although the abyss turtle did not mean to talk to them, but he also followed the instructions of the crazy old man and swam all the way north.
"Moo!" The Yuan Turtle carried them all night, and it was not until the early morning of the second day, after Duan Xiaofei was awakened by the cry of the Yuan Turtle, that he found that the outline of the Rich Continent could already be clearly seen.
The body of the Yuan Turtle was too large, and if he lost the buoyancy of the seawater, he would have a very hard time moving, so when he was still a hundred meters away from the coast, the Yuan Turtle stopped, he stretched his neck, and threw Duan Xiaofei and the three of them not far from the coast.
Looking back, the body of the abyss turtle had been re-immersed in the seawater, only the island on his back was still exposed, and even the natives above could be clearly seen......
Probably shouting "praise the sun".
However, although he enjoyed the treatment of a divine envoy on the island, the island did not have anything to be nostalgic for, and the most valuable pile of dragon bones on the island was already lying in Ellie's space storage bag, and Xue Meng, who had lived on it for a year, now only wanted to leave here as soon as possible and go to the imperial capital that she longed for.
At this time, the abyssal turtle had already turned around and carried the natives of the island back into the ocean.
Standing on the sand on the shore, Duan Xiaofei looked at the two ladies, Ai Li and Xue Meng, Xue Meng saw what happened just now, Duan Xiaofei did not lose his trust, at least, he had already let him leave the damn island.
Duan Xiaofei is holding the long sword, in the sunset by the sea, the blue-purple luster on the long sword is more obvious, and vaguely a momentum that cannot be described in words emanates from the long sword, Duan Xiaofei waved his hand a few times, in fact, he doesn't know how to play the sword, and he can only be a swordsman himself.
After the True Demon Sword was taken out of the stomach of the Yuan Turtle, there was no scabbard, which made Duan Xiaofei very inconvenient, and he searched for a long time on the shore before finding some sturdy vines to fix the long sword on a wooden board as a simple scabbard.
To be honest, he was very envious of the swordsman's domineering spirit when he drew his sword, as well as his heroic posture when he put the blood-stained sword into the sheath after killing the enemy, but if he wanted to draw and collect the sword like a cloud, it would definitely take a long time of hard training, Duan Xiaofei even suspected that the left kidney of those masters who hung the sword scabbard was scarred......
Although Duan Xiaofei didn't know what special abilities the True Demon Sword had now, Duan Xiaofei was very happy just because of its sharpness like clay, and this time it could be regarded as picking up a treasure.
However, having said that, more than twenty days and nights have passed since he left the Demon Capital, and when he counts, there is only one-third left of the three-month period, and he is not ready to return to the Demon Capital, and even, Duan Xiaofei and Lin have completely lost contact, he can count on Lin, an extraordinary magician, to teach him some peerless magic and defeat the second prince.
At night, Duan Xiaofei lit a bonfire, there was still enough food in Ellie's storage bag, and the three of them sat around the bonfire and nibbled on the freshly heated barbecue.
"By the way, Ellie, I'll tell you a magic spell, can you tell what kind of magic this is?" Duan Xiaofei swallowed a mouthful of flesh and said to Ellie.
"Your Highness, except for some low-level magic in general, each magician's spell is different, and if you hear an unfamiliar spell, you can only roughly estimate the type of magic. Elle replied.
"Then if I tell you the spell, can you use it to see?" Duan Xiaofei asked again.
"Perhaps...... Yes. Elle wasn't sure, she said, "Magic spells are each magician's own secret, generally even if outsiders know the spell, they can't use the original magic completely, in addition to the spell, the magician must also mobilize the magic energy in his body at the same time when releasing magic, and the effect of magic will be different in different ways." ”
"But, as you know, I don't know much magic, and I don't even have a little bit of magical energy in my body. Duan Xiaofei spread his hands and said, "Even if you can't use it completely, you can try it and see what weird things this old man gave me." ”
Duan Xiaofei recalled the look of the hippie smile on his face after the old man passed him the magic spell, and the "I understand you" look.
"Okay, then I'll try. Ellie sat down opposite Duan Xiaofei, and Duan Xiaofei whispered the magic mantra that the old man had entered into his memory.
"Ellie, have you remembered?" Although the mantra is not long, there are more than a dozen notes, each note has a different intonation and length, Duan Xiaofei is not familiar with the spell, so he can only say it note by note.
Elle first closed her eyes and thought about it, then nodded: "Elle has written it down, but this magic Elle has never seen it, and I can't guess what type it belongs to." ”
Duan Xiaofei nodded, he didn't expect Ai Li to be able to tell it right away, after all, the old man had an extraordinary background at first glance, how could the magic he gave him be an ordinary thing?
As for Xue Meng, although Duan Xiaofei did not have the same dissatisfaction with Xue Meng as he was, no matter how he and Xue Meng said that they were just taking the benefits they needed from each other, he would not tell Xue Meng the spell.
At this time, Elle had already begun to chant the spell, after all, she was also an intermediate magician, with the spell that Duan Xiaofei told her, she added the melody herself according to the sentence break and intonation of the spell, and the pronunciation of this spell was a bit like singing, and the tone made people listen to it very comfortably.
But the spell was only a dozen notes, and Elle was quickly chanting.
"Did something happen?" Duan Xiaofei asked when he saw Ai Li open her eyes.
Elle shook her head slightly, her eyes were also blank: "I can feel the magical energy in my body changing, but my magical energy can't have an effect with the chanting." ”
Duan Xiaofei listened to Ellie's words, and he sang according to Ellie's melody just now, of course, he didn't regard this as a release of magic, but just to sing and sing to relieve his fatigue.
But...... It doesn't matter if he doesn't sing, when he was halfway through singing, he found that Ai Li actually followed his melody, her shoulders rose and fell, as if she was beating the beat, and even sitting next to him, looking at Duan Xiaofei's snow dream with cold eyes was affected by his chanting, and her body swayed with the rhythm.