Qilu is in distress, he knows that he is entangled in "melon", and "melon" will be confusing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At first, Qilu didn't dare to think deeply, he was afraid that he would be caught by this monster.

Then, he tried to use the sound bell to call for help, but the smoke blocked the magic teleportation, and Qilu's voice could not be transmitted.

Now, the smoke was getting thicker, and Qilu felt a little out of breath. There seemed to be a hallucination in front of me, which was a trivial thing in the daily life. In retrospect, Chidori's collection seemed to say that the attack of the Tree of Curiosity would confuse memories and reveal its own shortcomings.

Qilu's mind flashed through some bits and pieces of daily life. He had finally gotten used to the magical world, but now his fragmented routine had shaken him.

Where did the magic come from? He had tried to find answers from the books, and he had asked Hiyo.

Heyo told him that it was God's gift. Once all people could use magic, they became extinct with the Second Age. The people who can do magic now are the descendants of the Seven Emissaries who saved the Second Age, and they don't easily teach magic to mortals.

It is a great privilege for them to see themselves as God's offspring.

But what could it be?, Qilu thought, he didn't think there was any honor for the descendants of the Seven Emissaries.

"Eh, why did I think of this?" Qilu's eyes were confused, and his mind was mixed with fragments of memories from the magical and mortal worlds, which made him feel unreal.

The hallucinations in front of him are getting heavier and heavier, and he seems to see the Wu family's parents, as well as the Wu family boys who are as old as him, and the grumpy old naughty boy Chidori, who is always unable to complete the task. None of them are true, but Qilu wants to keep them.

"But if you want to go home now, I'm afraid you can't. Xiyu's words suddenly echoed in Qilu's mind. At that time, Kiru had just come to the wizarding world, and he was bent on going back.

But why did he go back? When he was seven years old, he broke into the life of the Wu family for no reason, causing the boys of the Wu family to be hostile to him now.

Why don't you go back? Surrounded by the descendants of the Seven Emissaries, he has no reverence for the Seven Emissaries.

So where am I going, where am I from? I don't seem to remember.

Qilu's memories are like a bowl of muddy water, turned upside down by rattans. However, there is always one thing at the lower end of the water that cannot be stirred. Over there is the memory of the time when Qilu was locked.

It's just that the lock is a little rusty.

"Sister Mu He, Sister Mu He!" Sansan looked around for Mu He, he was already lost in the forest. The surroundings were filled with dark green smoke, and the vision was blurred.

Voices echoed through the air, and no one answered. Even though he couldn't tell the direction, he kept walking. Sansan thought that this might be part of the exercise, after all, Mu He's cloud and mist technique was not covered.

The release of magic power in Sansan's hand did not stop, I don't know if he really broke through the limit, he felt that his magic power was getting more and more, and the release was becoming more and more smooth. He was secretly overjoyed, completely unaware that he had fallen into the trap of the plant monster "melon".

"Sister Mu He's cloud and mist technique is really getting more and more sophisticated!" Sansan sighed. He couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, but due to the increase in his own magic, he became more and more energetic, and now he was running in the forest.

However, getting carried away will always cause trouble.

The surrounding area is full of smoke, making it difficult to see the road under your feet. Sansan shuttled through this misty forest, and accidentally tripped over an obstacle on the ground.

"Ouch!" Sansan screamed, and the fallen dog ate. He struggled to get up from the ground, and then prepared to pick up the wand that had fallen to the side. However, the turquoise light on the rod flickered, as if warning of some danger.

Sansan picked up his wand and looked around curiously. At this time, he felt that something was wrong.

There is a nasty feeling in this green smoke.

Sansan looked around vigilantly, and his cheerful mood disappeared in an instant, replaced by worry.

He has a natural sensitivity to monsters, and his eyes can recognize the weaknesses of monsters. Sansan felt the aura of the monster around him, but he had some doubts, but such doubts quickly disappeared.

I'm going to see what's going on. Sansan thought like this while moving forward cautiously. The birds and insects of the forest were gone, and the silence was eerily quiet.

Rustling......

Rustle rustle......

The wand's light flickered more and more rapidly, and Sansan seemed to hear the sound of something crawling on the ground.

"Snake?" Sansan muttered to himself, "No!"

Suddenly, a long strip rushed towards Sansan. Due to his blurred vision, Sansan avoided it a little, so he had to use his wand to block in front of him.

It was a long green vine, the roots of which were thick and strong, and the attack power was extremely strong, and the tips were curled and twisted, which was very abrasive. However, Sansan's wand was like a natural enemy, and it turned into a cloud of juice as soon as it touched it.

However, the vitality of the plant monster is tenacious, and the attack that treats the symptoms but not the root cause is useless for it. More vines grew around, surrounding Sansan!

"Damn!" Sansan gritted his teeth, and he poured magic into his eyes, trying to find the weakness of this demonic beast.

"What?" Sansan was frightened by the scene in front of him, and it was clear that it was all weakness!

He began to wave his wand vigorously, turning into dissolving runes in the air. The runes undoubtedly hit the "weak point", but the surrounding situation has not improved.

Fortunately, Sansan felt that his magic was endless. He intends to fight this monster for a long time.

I don't know if Sansan's strategy has worked, and the growth rate of the surrounding vines has slowed down a lot. This allowed Sansan to barely move forward. The surrounding "weak points" are also disappearing one by one, and now there are only a dozen or so left in front of them.

...... Thousands of years of prayer have been dusted...... Please be sure to ......

"Who's singing?" Those rattan attacks are not weak, and Sansan is now full of injuries on his body. But fortunately, it was only some skin trauma, and his simple thinking, the "melon" who was good at mental attacks had no way to attack.

...... Thousands of years of prayer have been dusted......

Please be sure to leave a kiss mark of love on this child's forehead

The wand in Sansan's hand stopped flickering, and all the vines around him dispersed. The dark green smoke faded, and at the end of the road, Sansan saw a short man.

That short man was none other than Qilu. His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were like feathers. But his black hair had turned silvery, and the lever he was holding in his hand glowed golden.

The hands and ankles were gently wrapped around the branches, and Sansan wanted to go up and expel them, but when he looked closely, it was not a monster.

These branches are like olives, but Sansan is not good at plants, and he can't judge accurately.

In contrast to monsters, olives are sacred relics left by the gods.

Olives gradually spread all over Qilu's body, and the golden light completely dispelled the smoke around him. Sansan felt that there seemed to be a whirlpool in the space, but it was not the entrance to the illusion.

Rather, it's the Illusion Exit!

"I stumbled into a hallucination?!" No wonder all I saw in front of me was weakness!

Surprised, Sansan looked at Qilu incredulously. If you can open the exit in the illusion, your ability is comparable to that of the thirteen permanent members of the Magic Council!

He's been in the wizarding world for less than half a year!

But this is not the time to be surprised, and we need to get out of here quickly. Sansan stretched out his hand to pull up the strange road, but he didn't expect another rattan to appear in the sky!

"Oh yes, how is this world full of rattan!, Creator, are you interesting!" Sansan growled.

This rattan is different from the previous ones, it is blood-red all over and has a well-proportioned diameter. But the vine body was covered with sharp serrations, and Sansan only rubbed it slightly, and the back of his hand was bloody.

This rattan is dead around the strange road. Although the olives on Qilu's body glowed with golden light, bursting the blood-red vine one by one, it did not give up, and gave birth to more thorns to attack the past.

However, the besieged Qilu did not resist at all. Sansan had to use all his strength to dissolve the runes on the periphery and attack the blood-red rattan.