"Your Excellency Night Terror?!"

"This ......"

Everyone was about to rush forward to stop the night terror, but the next moment the giant tree in the sky "boomed" and completely collapsed......

The dust and powder flew in the sky, and the last bit fell into the palm of Night Terror's hand, forming a small seed as small as cardamom.

The seed trembled gently in the fingertips of the night terror, and the sound of nothingness became more distinct.

"Save them."

Night Terror was completely clear this time, it was a woman's voice.

Ethereal, ethereal, illusory, yet real.

"Please save them, and if you are willing to give them my life."

Night Terror frowned, turned around and put the beans into Mu Sen's palm, and said with the seed in his heart: "I don't need your life, but I can indeed save them, at the cost that they must be used by me, can you guarantee it?" ”

Douzi was silent for a long time and said, "If you can protect them, I can guarantee that they will be of use to you." ”

"Okay."

As the beans fell into Mu Sen's palm, the world in front of everyone was completely shattered, revealing a land of white bones, and Mu Sen's body continued to emit a strong life force.

It's like a clear spring, just standing next to her feels refreshed.

Mu Sen recognized the breath on this seed, which was the breath of the gods.

"This ...... What is it? ”

"It's your newborn god, time is running out, come with me."

Night Terror said, letting the wind nightmare reveal its prototype, and led everyone out of the air like a blast wind, and it didn't take long to catch up with the rest of the Medicine Spirit Clan.

The people of the Medicine Spirit Clan were overjoyed to see the patriarch who had gone and returned, after all, although Huomu was quite popular with the people, it was still not as good as the patriarch's status in the hearts of everyone.

"Patriarch?"

"Patriarch, would you like to join us too?"

"Patriarch!"

But the patriarch obviously didn't have the joy of everyone, because he found that he had only left for a while, and the medicine spirit clan became one with the outside world, looking at the group of human races around the medicine spirit clan who couldn't see the meaning clearly, the patriarch said vigilantly: "Well, I'm back, who are these people?" ”

The man at the head was dressed in green clothes, rich and handsome, elegant and refined.

He first saluted the patriarch, and then said unhurriedly: "Patriarch, I am a collector from the southern part of the Pure Land World, and my father has a lot of fate with the Medicine Spirit Clan. We've got a place to stay, so let's leave with us, and we'll take care of the rest. ”

The man's face was handsome, his temperament was warm, and his speech was soft-spoken, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and he soon won the trust of the entire medicine spirit clan.

But the others did not know the identity of the collector, but the patriarch and the firewood did.

Why do collectors come here?

The patriarch's eyes turned, and finally landed on Mu Huo, who had a moment of weakness, and then raised his eyes and stared straight at the Qing patriarch, as if to say that his decision was not wrong.

The patriarch gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, we already have a place to go, don't worry about Your Excellency." ”

The man smiled lightly: "The patriarch's words are wrong, meeting is fate, not to mention that the relationship between us is not shallow, are you right?" ”

The patriarch was speechless for a moment as if someone had pinched his throat, and he said for a long time: "We are not of the same race as the human race, and if we are together rashly, it will bring trouble to the collectors." ”

(End of chapter)