Lu Zongping placed the marbles on the counter and stared at the small flowers in the marbles with Dan Si.
"Can you take it out? It's just that the marbles are too small and I'm a little short-sighted." Don Si rubbed his skull again.
"Can I be nearsighted without eyeballs?"
"I am short-sighted to the core."
"Oh." When Lu Zongping heard this, he crushed the marble, and a small golden flower popped out from it and collapsed on the table. The stem twitched, the petals shrank, and Hua Xin's face was slumped, as if he had drunk 30,000 yuan a week in a disco all night long.
After listening to energy drinks and then learning that his wife ran away with someone else, he was in a state of life worse than death.
"It doesn't look good."
"It's good that it's not dead, but I'll give it some water first." Lu Zongping went to fetch a handful of water. He recalled Toriel's words of praise, praising the mother of nature, receiving the dew from the sky, and holding it high above his head.
Gently sprinkle and drip on the heads and bodies of Lu Zongping, Dansi and Xiaohua.
The magic fire in Dongsi's eyes suddenly became stronger, and with a huff, his whole head was filled with white flames.
Lu Zongping was stunned. He sang praises to nature again, took care of the little flowers, and worried about Gang Si, "Praise the great nature. Gang Si. Your existence is boundless. Are you okay? The first eldest son of creation. I look at you."
gave birth to the mountain
The rivers are not so good. The sun and the moon shine because of you, and the trees grow because of your protection. You are on fire. All things are under your blessing. And you look at the little flowers. We get food and sweet spring water. It has
Nothing better…”
Zhang Si rubbed his head hard, "I know I'm on fire, and my magic power is out of control." He stepped back repeatedly, and the flames vaguely formed illusory flesh and blood on his body. Lu Zongping's eyes widened, and he seemed to have seen Zhang Si when he was alive.
appearance.
However, the flame suddenly extinguished and shrank back into the depths of his eye sockets, which was a bit regretful. However, this lazy guy became dazed again, stunned and unresponsive, it was his skull face.
He was born with a smile, but without that lazy and bad magic weapon, he looks quite naive now.
The small tweed suddenly turned into strong acid when exposed to the weather, corroded and dissolved, and erupted into strong and smelly smoke. It still had a breath, but this time, it suddenly lost its breath after letting out a painful cry.
Lu Zongping hurriedly put down his hands, turned around and continued to praise. After completing the ritual, he returned the dew to the earth.
When he turned around, the little flowers on the counter had disappeared, leaving only a pool of clear liquid. Lu Zongping shouted: "No - little! Flowers!"
The boy fell into great pain and self-blame.
As for Dongsi, it took him a while to regain his composure, and he covered his skull and said, "Human, you are so energetic."
Lu Zongping was expressionless and cried bitterly, "Xiaohua is dead."
Dong Si came closer and looked at the water stain on the table, "Well, it must be dead and dissolved into liquid. Wow, you are so cruel."
Lu Zongping wiped the tears on his face and choked up: "There is never a bloodless struggle in the world. The little flower died because of me. This is my fault. If possible, I will help it fulfill its wish."
Gangsi rubbed his chin, "You don't have to feel sad for this kind of person, he is not a good person."
"I don't know if it is a good thing. If I knew it at the time, I wouldn't be sad. Now if you talk about it now, it's like coaxing a child. I still want to help it fulfill its wish, but it is dead.
Alas, I can't know its wish." Lu Zongping looked confused, and the bone nails on his back trembled slightly, as if he was whispering comfort.
Dong Si's tone was dry, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave now. See you later."
"Just wait a moment."
Dong Si walked backwards and came back, "Oh, humans, we meet again, what are you doing?"
Lu Zongping was very serious, "Strictly speaking, Xiaohua was fine and still had the strength to curse in the beads. Just because you said you wanted to take a look, I took it out and now it's dead. You are the first responsible."
people."
Gangsi had a boneless look on his face, "But..."
"There is no but, in order to repay the sin, you and I have to stay together and find out the ins and outs of Xiaohua." Lu Zongping narrowed his eyes, "Don't even think about running away, or I will seal you in the bead."
Gangsi continued without a trace, "But..."
"No but, let's go. Let's walk." Lu Zongping put his arm around Dan Si's neck, pulled him out of the outpost, and moved forward.
Lazy Bones' whole body was as limp and powerless as if his bones had been ripped out. Lu Zongping felt as if he was holding on to a pile of clothes, and as he walked passively, he made crackling noises along the way.
There was a clicking sound. Lu Zongping lowered his head and saw that this guy was wearing a pair of pink cotton slippers that were very homely and cute.
As if predicting the future, Gangsi explained: "This is also one of the trends in the underground world."
The corners of Lu Zongping's mouth slightly turned down to show his dissatisfaction: What's so great, what's the air, you know the trend of a hammer, you're just a slipper guy...
The two of them went east, and there was a waterfall in front of them. The low water fell from the high platform and was washed away. It formed a terrace-like structure layer by layer. The water fell down into the dark place. Rocks kept falling from high places.
Next, Lu Zongping was slightly excited. He remembered the scene when he was training the nail technique in the ruins and cutting the waterfall with the sword wind.
After so many days in Snow Town, training so hard, and a better understanding of magic skills, his nailing skills have reached a whole new level, and he has begun to integrate martial arts and magic, using sword moves as the form and elements as the materials.
, filled with his unswerving determination, possessing nailing skills beyond the conventional meaning!
He proudly said to Dan Si: "Watch me perform for you."
Dong Si took out the stereo from his ribs, and passionate music started playing!
Lu Zongping did not interrupt. He enjoyed the restless and imaginative sound of the synthesizer. He had been obsessed with music ever since he failed to repair the record player in Barbi.
Fighting, music, and the peaceful waterfall are filled with sound and blood. Good guy, the boy feels that he is more than just a bone nailer now, he is simply a rock knight!
Lu Zongping exhaled gently, stood on the side of the waterfall, holding the bone nails with both hands, pointing the sword tip backward, twisting his waist with a lunge. Although he was immature, he had solid muscle outlines, handsome body strokes, and muscles and bones like the hoofs of a fierce horse.
, the thin tiger soared.
"Elemental Nail Technique, Shiofeng!"
The gray bone nails let out a harsh white roar. Under the pull of magic, the escaping airflow did not disperse in all directions. Instead, it condensed into a hedging mad flow, forming an extremely thin vacuum layer on the hedging surface, allowing the elemental magic power to flow through it as if it were powerful.
It flew forward like a sharp arrow, and the water flow of the waterfall was like a thin silk cloth being torn apart, hissing. The falling stones from above were smoothly cut by the magic power that rushed through it in an instant.
The sword energy passed by momentarily, and suddenly, on the opposite side of the waterfall, a brilliant blue magic spear flew over and collided with the sword energy, bursting out with bright light and chaotic wind.
Dongsi's music was still playing loudly, and the echoes echoed on the walls of the cave. The waterfall separated by the sword energy crashed down, sending up large amounts of water mist.
Lu Zongping looked towards the other side. In the dark depths illuminated by light, in a misty place, a figure covered in thick armor stood like an iron wall. The beautiful red tassels on the majestic helmet fluttered in the wind, like a hunting banner.
The boy looked at this uninvited guest with a painting style above him, and felt the smell of war coming. His bone nails were vibrating rapidly in his palms, and blood as hot as magma surged in his chest.
