Chapter Eighty-Six: Is This a Broken Color Ring?
The departure of the two did not make a difference in Wutian's heart, because the moment he imprinted a faint lip print on his face, his heart was already turbulent.
When he was the only one left in the room, time was forbidden, which meant that at this moment he saw eternity.
"Is this a Broken Ring?"
"It shouldn't be counted, according to the laws of Wang Nan's world, the victim is subjectively unwilling, objectively unintentional, and can only be regarded as an accident. ”
After thinking for more than an hour, Wutian, who estimated that the time was about the same, walked out of the door.
"Hey, no, why is it still pouring rain?"
"Okay...... My heart was a little confused, and I forgot about the time to pause. ”
Watching the rain and the wind blowing the north wind, his thoughts flew away, thinking far, far away.
"Ahem!"
When the first cough sounded, he suspected he had misheard.
How could it be? How could he get sick when he didn't invade all kinds of poisons?
It's just that after using the primordial god black lotus, he was surprised that with the power of the primordial god black lotus, he couldn't help the slight lesions that occurred in the respiratory tract.
Before the rain stopped, he accepted the fact that spiritual power could not interfere with reality.
Looking around, an inextinguishable firewood still burning in the damp rain caught his attention.
"Little Ring, this eternal burning wood is a bit interesting, can you take it with you when you leave?"
"Yes, and it's just mortal fire, mortal wood, and the Heavenly Dao origin cost of embodiment is also very low. ”
Hearing this, Wutian's eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "Although this Eternal Wood is of almost no use, this characteristic may not be found in the Three Realms, if you sell it, how many spirit stones can you exchange for?"
As an ascetic who agreed to join the Wood Spirit Sect's Transmission Hall because of the 100 high-grade spirit stones, he didn't feel ashamed of his idea of open source at all.
Although those strange fish also have value, they are living creatures, and they have the right to make their own decisions, and Wutian has no intention of including them in the scope of open source.
After putting the Eternal Wood back in the closet, Wutian walked along the bridge across the river like the other side of the river, subject to the rules of the world, and the physical strength he had expended by mowing the grass in the morning showed no signs of recovery because he did not replenish his food.
In this state, if you want to reclaim the fields and plant the black bulun as soon as possible, you can only go to find food, and the unknown mountains and forests are a good choice.
After the spring is green, far away from the heat of midsummer, after the rain, like a beauty out of the bath, faintly red, looming, people can't help but rise the desire to explore.
After the flowers are honeyed, it will be sweet for whomever it is hard.
Walking through a fiery maple forest, a persimmon tree came into view, and the persimmon tree plate turned out to be a hot spring with spiritual energy.
When I looked up, it had just rained and the sky was clear, and there was no one around.
The hot springs formed by the liquid of the aura are really unheard of, because when the temperature rises to a certain level, the liquid aura will vaporize.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Wutian coughed, took off his clothes, and walked into the hot spring, wanting to try what it was like.
In just one minute, I clearly felt the power surging from all directions to wash my whole body, and the lesions of the respiratory tract disappeared without a trace, and the strength of my whole body returned to its full state.
"Can soaking in hot springs be a substitute for eating?"
It's really an unexpected joy, but after the joy, I can't help but blush because I promised Bertha to take care of Belo in the morning because of a meal.
After all, agreeing because of remuneration and being willing without remuneration are two different concepts, at least Wutian himself thinks so.
The matter has passed, and he closed his eyes and rested for a while, and when he stepped on auspicious clouds with one foot and walked over with a mocking wind similar to a unicorn, he saw the clothes taken off by Wutian next to the hot spring and the Wutian soaked in the spring water, his smart eyes rolled and he had an idea.
Wutian's eyes quickly opened, but because of the rules of heaven and earth, he stubbornly watched the extremely fast mocking wind take his clothes away after two seconds.
Although the appearance is just a stinky skin, he doesn't have to be obsessed, but he really has no experience in cleaning and slipping, and he is entangled in whether to run back directly, or wait for the sky to get dark and soak in the hot spring until it gets dark.
He even wanted someone to call for help when he happened to be passing by, but the already dark sky told him that the idea was just thinking.
"Forest path, safe ...... Ranch, safe. ”
Before returning to the ranch hut, Wutian, who felt a little bit of running in the wind, breathed a sigh of relief.
Pushing the unlocked door, he froze.
A girl sitting on the bed with white and tender legs like lotus roots was also stunned, she covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from making a sound, and then instantly felt that she was covering the wrong direction, and covered her eyes instead.
What else can I do?
Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, the cranky Belo felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, and in the end she was like a heated bellflower, threatening to collapse on the bed at any time.
"Why are you here?"
Wutian, who ran to the bed, was finally able to speak calmly.
"I, I went out for a walk after dinner. You...... You...... What about you. ”
"I was just taking a dip in the hot springs, but my clothes were taken away by the mocking wind. ”
"Ahh ”
"Do you have any clothes that you can lend me?"
"Hmm. ”
Although Belo was embarrassed, she nodded resolutely in a resolute tone.
Then Wutian watched in a daze as she unbuttoned her skirt tied behind her back, revealing her snow-white underwear, which had the potential to fade her skirt.
"Luo'er, you wait. ”
"What's wrong?"
"You're wearing this one for a girl, I'm a boy. ”
"That's it!"
Thinking that the clothes they usually wear are indeed a little different, Belo nodded and responded, "Then I'll go back and find it for you!"
After saying that, he forgot that his skirt button had been removed, and as soon as he ran two steps, the white gauze skirt fell off the ground, revealing a snow-white underwear and a thin sandy inner skirt.
Because of the weather, coupled with the lack of effective health and medical treatment, in order to avoid fungal infections caused by dampness and heat, the female lower body of this Western fantasy world is in a state of emptiness, not covered by obscene pants like in the East, but simply covered with multiple layers of clothing.
"Ahh......h
Belo blushed very much and covered the looming back half of her body with her hands, and walked back step by step to pick up the fallen skirt and put it back on.
When he continued to move forward, he secretly looked back at Wutian on the bed with a complicated face, and was a little disappointed to find that he had his eyes closed all the time.
"Did he see it, or did he not see it? If he didn't see it, why should he close his eyes? But if he saw me, I was wearing a skirt with my back to it, and I couldn't see anything, right?"
In the entanglement, Belo stepped on small broken steps and gradually walked away.