Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth poke burst

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 "Passage?"

"Water eyes?"

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu came to their senses at the same time, looked at each other, and then looked at Nikita.

"What do you mean by this?" The wizard tightened the rune gun in his hand and said in a bad tone, "You mean, you can also see the passage that the doctor just found?"

"Thanks to the captain's power and a little skill." The banshee looked at him with a smile.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Jiang Yu asked warily.

"Because you didn't ask me before." The banshee tilted her head, showing a helpless look: "As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes. If you think I have bad intentions, hang a few more suppression charms on me.

, then I am asking for trouble..."

Zheng Qing looked at the banshee carefully, trying to get more information from her expression.

But he quickly abandoned his intentions.

Because the banshee always has such a charming expression, it is difficult for people to judge her true thoughts in her heart.

"What do you mean by that guess you just made?" He simply gave up guessing and asked directly: "Will the size of the passage also change?"

"This is a dreamland, nothing is impossible." Nikita became a little more serious and stopped smiling: "Just like you can suddenly move from the city of Usa to the depths of the enchanted forest...

The size of the dream passage may also vary depending on the needs of the user."

Zheng Qing silently thought about the banshee's words.

Jiang Yu sat up slightly, looked at the banshee, and then at the wizard.

"Don't believe her," she poked Zheng Qing's arm and warned in a low voice: "As she said herself, I always feel that she has bad intentions... Even if what she says makes sense, we still wait for the doctor to come back.

Let’s discuss it in detail later.”

Zheng Qing knew what she said made sense.

But the shrinking 'storm mass' in the sea of ​​consciousness is like a bomb that has already lit the fuse, and will blow itself to pieces at some point.

This sense of urgency forced him to deal with all troubles as soon as possible.

"Let's go down and take a look." He glanced at Jiang Yu, then shook the rune gun in his hand and pointed it at Nikita: "You lead the way... If you are a little dishonest, you know the consequences."

The banshee immediately raised her hands: "Anxin, Anxin... I just want to get rid of your terrible muzzle as soon as possible. Even if you go to the dark prison, I will admit it."

What she said sounded somewhat sincere.

Zheng Qing believed it instead.

"You guys wait for me on the shore," he raised his hand to stop Jiang Yu's intention to say anything more, and added: "When marching and fighting, you need a vanguard and logistics; when hunting in a hunting team, the main hunter also needs left assistants and right assistants...

You are my logistics or prime minister. As long as you are safe, I will be fine."

"Wow, your courage...and your judgment are really worthy of praise." Nikita stood beside the two young wizards, applauding carefully but quickly, looking like a loyal admirer.

Jiang Yu finally stopped blocking him.

"Be safe." She tidied the collar of Zheng's robe and whispered her blessing. The white cat ears in her hair stood up bravely, just like her tiptoes.

Then Zheng Qing felt a very wet and warm peck on his cheek.

"I will definitely bring Jusi back." The witch's soft voice rang in his ears, buzzing, buzzing, and it didn't stop until he got into the water.

"I really won't do anything to you," Nikita muttered in the rather unsightly water, and his voice slowly but firmly broke in the river along with the round bubbles: "...you don't need to show it.

The separation between life and death like in the storybook... makes people think that I am a big villain."

Zheng Qing rubbed his numb ears.

It could also be the cheeks.

He glanced sideways at the banshee walking in front of him. Unlike the Silent River, the water of the Skye River was quite clear, with no turbid mudflow. On the contrary, under the sunlight, the water was filled with colorful lights, like a

It's like a painter pouring his watercolor paint into the river.

The figure of the banshee is entangled with the colorful river water, bringing with it a hazy beauty unique to fantasy dreams.

"Shut up." He interrupted the banshee's whisper angrily, took out a water-proof charm from his pocket, and slapped it on the banshee's body: "Lead the way honestly and don't play tricks."

Under the influence of the talisman, the rippling river water quickly left the banshee, forming an oval-shaped cavity, making her originally hazy figure clear again.

Nikita turned her head and looked at Zheng Qing with tears in her eyes.

"Thank you," she wiped the liquid on her cheek that was either river water or tears - Zheng Qing preferred the former - and shook her hair, her voice choked with sobs: "After Thomas, you are the first one to care about me so much.

... Don’t worry, if I get a chance, I will marinate you well with salt when I eat you, so that you can be preserved longer.”

Zheng Qing deeply suspected that when he first entered the water, the banshee used some strange witchcraft to replace his brain with the water of the River Skye.

Who in their right mind would thank someone so much?

No wonder wizards strongly resist transforming into monsters, it's simply too scary.

Before he could think of how to describe the terrifying feeling, Nikita suddenly stopped. Zheng Qing didn't pay attention for a moment and stabbed the banshee's waist with the muzzle of his gun.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

Both of them gasped, but the banshee was in pain, and the wizard was frightened.

"If I had known you were distracted, I would have run away!" There was a hint of danger in Nikita's scarlet eyes, and the slightly silly look he had just a few seconds ago completely disappeared.

Zheng Qing tightened the trigger of the rune gun and glared at her unwilling to be outdone: "You can give it a try... Why did you stop suddenly?"

The banshee moved away and got out of the way.

"We've arrived." She pointed to a pool of clear river water in front of her: "This is the water eye."

Zheng Qing easily confirmed her identification.

Because the river water was extremely clear, and there was no colorful light rolling in the river. It was as if a transparent bubble suddenly appeared in the river water flowing with paint, like a transparent pupil.

The bubbles are surrounded by a dense, glowing 'aperture', which seems to outline a shining eyeliner for this transparent eye.

The banshee fished up an eight-clawed crab from the river bed and threw it into the transparent river water.

The crab disappeared instantly.

Then she stretched out her finger, poked into the bubble, then pulled it back, and twitched her fingertips.

"No problem, it's the smell of the passage." She nodded and confirmed again.

Zheng Qingxu looked at it and felt that there seemed to be something different between the demon in front of him and the one in the book. He moved a few steps forward and walked to the water. He followed the way of the banshee and poked a finger in

.

It's like digging into a ball of mud. It's effortless, but there is a sticky feeling.

Just as the wizard was pondering this feeling in his heart, the 'halo' around the transparent water mass in front of him suddenly brightened and dimmed, flickering violently.

Before he could recover, the 'aperture' suddenly shattered, and the surrounding river water with colorful lights instantly submerged the water mass. In the blink of an eye, the water waves subsided, and the clear river water could no longer be seen in front of him.

The banshee stood aside, dumbfounded.


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