"The Whirlpool is actually the clone of Mark Brigette? Or rather, Brigette is actually the clone of the Whirlpool? No matter what...a great lich and a sea monster?"
"I believe that before today, no one would have thought that there was such a relationship between them!"
Beta Town.
Third, there is a bookstore.
The yellow raccoon squatted in front of the already cold tea bowl, with its tail wrapped around its feet, looking at the scene reflected in the tea, holding a small dried fish, chewing it with relish, and commented at the same time: "Also, they actually condensed
A true form of a Terbi dragon... no wonder it can cast a legendary magic."
"In comparison, although the performance of these deans in the school is quite satisfactory, they are also too dull. In addition to working hard, working hard, and working hard... What age are they, and they still resort to sacrifice at every turn, which is too disappointing.
Got it!"
"Old man, the wall of the Black Prison has collapsed...your fruit will be gone."
There was undisguised schadenfreude in the yellow cat's tone. It looked back at Mr. Wu who was sitting on the recliner. There were still a few bits of dried fish residue on the corner of its mouth, which made its entire cat face look a little oily.
Mr. Wu was lying on his back on a chair, with an open book of "Jin Ping Mei" covering his face. Intermittent and suspicious snores came from under the book.
The beard at the corner of the yellow raccoon's mouth suddenly drooped.
Snap!
It threw the leftover fish bones and smashed it on the spine of the book "Jin Ping Mei", knocking the book off Mr. Wu's face and waking him up from his nap.
"What?" The gentleman opened his eyes and asked in confusion.
"I said, your fruit is going to be gone!" The tabby cat roared, shouting word by word: "Those big monsters made a terbi dragon! They collapsed the wall of the inner castle of the Black Prison!!"
Mr. Wu blinked.
"It's just a Terbi dragon."
After a long while, he muttered, picked up the book that fell on the ground, turned a few pages and put it on his face again. A vague voice came from under the book: "Fruit...isn't it just for eating...it's the same for everyone...
Pretty much...hoo, hoo."
After snoring twice, my husband's intermittent voice suddenly came from under the book, as if he was talking in his sleep:
"That city... was originally going to collapse... Huhu... the difference lies in... who collapsed... Huhu... and... what method was used to collapse... Huhu... Relatively speaking... if the city wall was destroyed by that Tebi dragon
If it collapses... the school will probably be very happy."
"After all, I have worked hard for so long, huh..."
The yellow raccoon held another small dried fish in its paws, hesitated for a moment, and was still reluctant to throw it out. Finally, he cursed and bit off the fish's head. While chewing, he hurled slanderous words and continued to lower his head to watch the live broadcast in the tea bowl.
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Zheng Qing felt that the world was broken.
In every sense.
One second ago, the young wizards of the Exoneration Hunting Team were still analyzing the conspiracy of the Dark Council. The black cat was arguing that he was a creature with an independent cat personality. The two suns above his head were still dazzling. The battle between the great wizard and the great demon was gorgeous and exciting.
In the stalemate, Zhu Si was held under the body by the Migo, and the Dharma book in Zheng Qing's hand exuded a reassuring and peaceful atmosphere.
The next second, the walls of the Black Prison Castle collapsed.
Overhead, Alpha and the deans of Starry Sky Academy were blasted out of the main castle. The Heavenly Mountain summoned by dean Atlas was shattered. Three eight-armed giant apes roared to resist the digital monsters and darkness coming from all directions.
Under the attack of the members of Parliament, the pure-blooded Migo was scorched black by a spell falling from the sky. There was a bit more blood in the sun. The battlefield echoed with the roars of the wizards as they retreated, and the world was filled with a strange light.
the breath.
Zheng Qing always felt that something was wrong.
Although everything in front of him was extremely real, it also made him feel extremely unreal. The reality was that the air waves rolled up when the inner castle wall collapsed, and it was undoubtedly blown over, and the fine gravel hit his face and arms, rubbing him.
Thin blood streaks appeared and it hurt; the illusion was that he couldn't believe what happened suddenly in front of him.
It's like a tape. Someone pressed the space and fast forward keys, skipping the entire process and directly showing the final result. This feeling of emptiness is particularly maddening.
In the distance, a low and clear mantra echoed vaguely between heaven and earth:
"Heaven and earth are dark and yellow..."
boom!
Colorful lights burst out in front of the young wizard, and then shrank. For a moment, Zheng Qing seemed to feel the rotation of heaven and earth, the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, as well as the birth, growth and nirvana of the hell world. Huge and complex information flows poured in from all directions.
It came over and penetrated every feeling of the young wizard, forcing him to subconsciously close his eyes and close his five senses.
It was the information he received at that moment that caused the small tree deep in his soul to rapidly grow thicker and taller.
"Why are your eyes bleeding again?"
"Black Cat, think of a solution quickly!"
"It shouldn't be, why did you faint? Wasn't it fine just now?"
"The Dharma book in his hand..."
A slightly noisy and panicked sound came from his ears. At the same time, Zheng Qing felt his arm being shaken forcefully. He struggled to open his eyes, and his vision was a little blurry.
The wizard raised his hand and wiped his face, his palms turning red.
The huge head of the black cat came into view, and the cat's eyes flashed with an emotion called confusion.
"It shouldn't be," it muttered, pulling at the wizard's eyelids with its furry paws, and putting its other paw on his wrist. At the same time, it carefully looked at the boy's face: "How do you feel? Do your eyes hurt?"
How many claws should I pop out? Can you see the scene in the distance clearly?"
"A little dizzy...no pain...just three sticks."
Zheng Qing answered the black cat's question in a confused manner. Finally, he looked in the distance in the direction pointed by the black cat's paw, and then suddenly became stiff and froze on the spot.
In the distance, the walls of the Black Hell Fortress stood quietly amidst the smoke and flames of war, and light yellow ripples lit up from time to time in the void. This was the scene when the defensive array was in effect.
The boy opened his eyes wide and stared at the intact inner fort wall for a few seconds. Then he immediately struggled to stand up and looked around -
The three eight-armed giant apes were still confronting the members of the Dark Parliament, Zhu Si was still hiding under Migo, and the hazy Paradise Mountain above his head was still so dazzling, with the weird blue-black giant hanging in the air.
The dragon remained motionless, exuding a mottled ancient aura.
Zheng Qing raised his arm. On his arm, the fine blood streaks scratched by the gravel flying when the city was destroyed were clearly visible, and the pain to the touch was real.
But he no longer knows what is true and what is false.
Click, click.
The clear and monotonous sound of the beating hands echoed between heaven and earth.