Cutting off Scher's head, Amor barely straightened up and walked back. He wrote down this day, and from then on he said goodbye to humanity and kindness, and he must choose to live by himself!

On an autumn day with high clouds and light clouds, walking in the endless fields, the vision is very broad. In the distance, a little snow-capped mountain towers, a little farther away, the trees are already colorful, and in the crops around them, the golden ears of grain are nodding freely. There was a sound of brushing blades of grass, and Aimo smelled the wind, it was flying, it was freedom.

Freedom like a raven.

This is the harvest of Aimo's stealing of psionic arts, and the soul becomes very sensitive. The refined version of the Beast Soul Soul Technique of the Weihua Academy is really extraordinary, and when Aimo secretly looks at it, he almost enters the door, and he can feel free all the time.

After seeing the three beast masters' standardized spiritual magic displays, and learning words with Steward Li for a few days, Aimo, who was so bold, couldn't help it anymore. At midnight, he secretly dug up the grave of the old iron head and took out the long-hidden treasure book of the eldest lady and looked through it.

"Only the house of nature, really take the bondage, control the things and enrich yourself, and the rate is for a long time. Mistletoe, mistletoe, golden sickle, raven free. Samhain, the soul of the dead travels, Sena Ños unnos, the soul of the beast borrows power. If it is suitable, how can it be done, if it is released in heaven, it will be obtained. ”

At the beginning, the Beast Soul Spiritual Technique was all about getting along with each other verbally, in order to avoid being criticized by the Illumination Sect, and later saw that the Illuminati ignored it, so there were occasional written records. After the research of Weihua Academy, the most essential content was removed and the truth was compiled into this hardcover treasure book.

Aimo was very careful, he didn't understand the words on it, he took it apart and asked Steward Li, and now he can recite it backwards.

Familiar with the text of the beast soul and spirit, Ammo always understood the mystery of Phoeney. While chasing Shel, he once again felt the wonderful freedom of letting his soul fly, and he only needed to break a layer of window paper before he could learn to transmogrify.

The most important thing at the moment is to give Sher's head to Steward Li as soon as possible. Then I explained to Master Ryan that I believe that Mr. An Jian can support him. From now on, we must feed the spirit beasts well, raise more spirit beasts that can harvest souls, and repay Lord Lane.

"Hmm, why is there smoke and fire in the farm compound?" Ai Mo was going to the farm to meet the beast slave army, but when he saw the smoke rising there, he couldn't help but be vigilant, and decided to find another way back to the Spirit Beast Garden. He didn't know what the battle was like in front of the farm compound, and he didn't know what happened to Ah Cha and the beast slaves.

Go north into the dense forest, then swim across a river, climb over the high wall of the Spirit Beast Garden, and you can return to the wasteland on the periphery of Geng Garden. Where is the cemetery of the old iron head, you can go home if you go there. This road, Ai Mo stood on the roof of the Gengyuan shack and saw it, and he just thought about it at the time, and it came in handy today.

Throwing away the blood-stained knife and tying Scher's head behind his back, Ammo turned and ran. He speculated that the beast slaves had been wiped out. In front of a large number of serfs, it is already a great luck to be able to kill Schelle now. And the fire in the farm compound must have been crazy after the serfs won, and now it is better to stay away and escape back to the Spirit Animal Park is a victory.

Running in the field like the wind, Aimo felt freedom again, feeling the joy of flying. It's the heart that is flying, it's freedom that's flying, it's the freedom of a raven.

Open your heart and empty your soul, so that you can accommodate another soul. If you press the spirit of the white ox with the ink horn, you can jump over the ditch, if you press the soul of the black-faced green wolf, you can walk against the wind, and if you can have the spirit of the lonely moon bear, you can evoke the roar of the earth with a wave of your hand.

"I want a phantom soul and control the world!" Aimo shouted more and more excitedly as he ran.

As he fled into the forest, Elmo held on to the tree and gasped. He looked back in the direction of the farmstead and seemed to see some black-clad figures, but then he went into the woods without much thought.

"Stupid death!" After drilling in the dense forest for a long time, Ai Mo suddenly remembered Ge Junying's jungle experience and habits, and he had to climb to a high place to watch before camping every time. If Fang Cai had climbed up the tree and taken a look, he would have known what was going on in the distance, and he would have understood whether he could go back or escape, so why was he so stupid? Now that he had been out for so long, he couldn't turn back, so he had to walk down. "Why don't you always think about it in advance, how can you always regret it!"

Pumping himself hard in the mouth, Amore remorsefully continued on his way. There were no big beasts in the jungle, and occasionally some hares and lynx were scared away. Of course, I also saw the fat pheasant flying away, but Ai Mo didn't have the heart to chase it, so it was important to bring the back head to Steward Li first.

Swimming across the river is not a problem for Elmo. When he was a child, he always slipped into the weeping swamp to play, jumping into the waterhole and splashing, which was the best game of his childhood. When he reached the river, he picked up a long dead log and jumped straight into the rushing river.

Walking through the dense forest just now, I sweated all over, and I washed the cool river water, and my whole body was very comfortable. The river was very wide, and it had been in the water for a while, but it had not yet reached the center of the river. Aimo was worried about the head behind him, afraid that the river would run away, so he moved to his chest and hugged it tightly with his free hand.

Relying on dead trees to float, Aimo managed to cross the wide river. Look at the sky, it is already evening, and I have just crossed the river with great effort, and my stomach growls. He thought about it, put the head down first, picked up a few pebbles, and hunted pheasants on the bank of the river.

It's a good feeling to get back to your old job. Amor was now in good health, and threw stones with great skill and accuracy, and it didn't take much effort to catch a fat pheasant.

Plucking and disemboweling, drilling wood for fire, these skills for making a living in the wild, black-hearted Gongyang Jia did not hide his secrets, and now they are all used. Eating fragrant roasted pheasant, Aimo didn't hate Gongyang Jia so much, and he learned the spirit technique in return, even though it was a slave giveaway.

Night is not an obstacle for Elmo. After he had eaten his fill, he walked through a small dense forest, and then came to the outside of the high walls of the Ryan Spirit Beast Manor.

This wall, once an insurmountable moat for little Amore, was not a day when he didn't want to jump out. It's ironic to be able to climb now, but to jump back.

By the faint light of the star, Elmo found a few logs to build a ladder. He doesn't like to climb walls, but the gate of Ryan Spirit Beast Manor is too far away, and if he goes around, he won't be able to reach it tomorrow morning. In order to keep it secret, Lord Ryan only opened one gate and one side door in the entire manor. Of course, the master came over and walked through the gate, and Aimo was sold, that is, through the side door. But no matter which door, it is not on the side of Gengyuan.

Aimo climbed the wall and was not afraid that the guards of the Spirit Animal Garden would see him, and he hoped that they would come over to patrol and hang him up. He barely managed to build a ladder, and he was really embarrassed by the high wall.

Aimo stood on top of the high ladder, but still couldn't reach the wall. He threw Sher's head into the Spirit Animal Garden, and then jumped so violently that he grabbed the wall.

"Ahh Fortunately, the other hand grabbed the wall and narrowly hung up. If you fall from this high wall, you will probably fall and be paralyzed.

As soon as the two arms scrambled, Ammo poked his head forward. He looked left and right, and the high wall was cluttered with a layer of sharp stones, which were guarded against outsiders from climbing. Just now, he jumped, and his fingers buckled on the tip of a stone, and the blood flowed.

Reluctantly riding on the wall, Aimo put the injured finger in his mouth to stop the bleeding, while observing the way to go down the wall.

At this time, the moon finally rose. Although it was only half a moon and not very bright, it was already possible to make a rough difference within the high walls.

"Hey, what's that?" Aimo looked around, and really found an opportunity. Not far from him, a long wooden pole leaned against the fence and could be climbed down.

Ammo carefully avoided the pointed stone at the top of the wall and came to the leaning wood. He kicked it with his foot first, and the pole was strong, not a dead tree that had fallen.

"These black skins are real garbage. Aimo laughed at Bart while slipping down, the yard is not good, it is really not level, I don't know how to patrol and see.

Coming down from the wooden pole, Ammo kindly put it down and helped the guards. With this move, he completely forgot how much he wanted to find such a good ladder back then.

Fu returned to the place where he climbed the wall, and he groped for Scher's head again, and his appearance was so bad that Dan could barely tell that it was him. Aimo didn't care, he turned his back and strode towards Gengyuan.

"Well, how can there be lights in the graveyard?" Aimo saw from a distance that there were lanterns flashing in the old iron-headed graveyard where he usually practiced spiritual arts, and he couldn't help but say with disdain, "These lazy guards also take shortcuts on patrols, no wonder you can't see the wooden pole against the wall." ”

Aimo didn't think much about it, he wasn't afraid of the ghost fire, he still cared about the lights at home. Especially the back of Sher's head, he felt that he was done, and Steward Li wanted to reward him for his meritorious deeds. Now in the Spirit Beast Garden, he is not afraid of anyone when he sees it.

But when he got closer, he found that several black-clothed people in the shadow of the lamp were not dressed as guards at all, and they were all strong with steel knives, and their expressions were extremely fierce. And the fat butler Li in the middle is directing the excavation of the old iron head's grave!

Ah, oops!

Elmo was shocked, and no credit could compare to the crime of stealing books.

As soon as he arrived, he wanted to lurk in the night. But the black-clothed men in the cemetery, who had very good hearing, immediately noticed the abnormality, and they did not shout, but scattered in all directions and chased after them.

The men were running as fast as they could, and before Elmo could figure out where to flee, they came to their side. As soon as someone raised his hand and roped everywhere, he tripped and captured Aimo.

"Steward Li, it's me!" Aimo shouted to Steward Li, "Bring back Scheer's head!"

"Bring it here. Steward Li really spoke, but his voice was gloomy, and he was by no means as elegant as he once was.

When Aimo came to the graveyard, he looked at Steward Li with a blank eye, hoping that nothing had happened.

"I thought it was a hunchback, but I didn't expect it to be a rotten human head. Before Aimo could speak, he heard a strange voice behind him, and the man in black was not a local accent!

"Throw it aside. Steward Li also spoke in this accent, no longer in a plain and slow tone, "This beast slave is very important, he must be brought to Prince Paul alive, and the key to the soul of the half-beast falls on him." ”

"Really, I made a lot of money by playing grass and hugging rabbits. Beside Steward Li, a thin monkey in black with triangular eyes laughed dryly, looking Aimo up and down, as if he had seen a pile of gold.

"Got it, is that it?" The few people who excavated the grave of the old iron head also made new discoveries. Ai Mozang's refined beast soul spirit technique, and the old iron head's money bag, were all found.

"This book was handed over to Prince Paul, and the kindness of the encounter was finally repaid. Steward Li was excited, which showed that he also attached great importance to this book. However, he flipped through the money bag and made a new discovery, "It turns out that Nantes is also suspicious of this! No wonder it is a little strange to look at the old iron head, and he actually lost his eyes." ”

"What do you mean?" Triangle Eyes asked for Elmo.

"This is the secret script of the state of Nantes, which writes down the information on the money bag. Do you look at this ornament, does it look like the Nantes military emblem?" Steward Li smoothed the money bag and pointed to a dark pattern, so that the triangular eyes could be seen clearly in the light.

"God bless me San Servan!" Triangle Eyes also recognized, and once again he was very happy, and high-fived Steward Li. "It's another great achievement, Prince Paul will be rewarded!"

"Prince Paul and his ministers are as gracious as a mountain, and we are just waiting for the kindness to be repaid. Steward Li humbly said, and then arranged, "The little prince went to the dangerous place in person, and it is also the tiger father and the tiger son! At the moment, the time is urgent, please start immediately, and after the old man settles everything, he will return to China immediately and report in detail." ”

"Okay, we'll have a meeting later. The triangular-eyed little prince immediately made a decision and immediately parted ways with Steward Li. They gathered their group, and after meeting with a group of seven people, they ordered, "Let's go!" and the direction they went was to enlarge the position of the wood