"Use the Wood of Choice. Use the Wood of Choice while taking Heather Royal Honey. I said that the green dream world is closely related to every entrant. The Wood of Choice can forcefully give the user an answer, and it will definitely be in the green dream world.
If a sign appears to you in the dream world, I will also help you." The fat man said his thoughts confidently.
Liu Yuexi rolled her eyes at him, "Nonsense, I just want to figure out how to use the Flower Demon so that it can cast the Vacuum Light Wheel. Is it as difficult as you said? The wood of choice is just a little bit, burn a section.
If you drink it for a while, nothing will appear, or some inexplicable signs will appear, then it will be a big loss. Money can't buy this kind of thing, and the green apple tree will never give me a second one in a short time.
Duan Mu, let’s forget it.”
"Brother Yue, is it just that the flower demon can use the Vacuum Light Wheel that confuses you? It's not that simple. I think it must be a big question that confuses you. Last time I sensed you in the Green Dream World, I saw it.
Although there are some inexplicable signs that cannot be interpreted, Brother Yue, you must have encountered a big problem. The dream world will not leave traces for no reason. I always feel that Brother Yue is carrying a lot of secrets, but you don’t
"My brothers don't know how to help you." The fat man had been holding this in his mind for some time, and finally took this opportunity to bring it up.
Liu Yuexi was silent, but she was very happy in her heart. He liked the feeling of being connected and caring with the people around him very much. This may be something that a time traveler especially lacks.
He has indeed been trying hard to overcome the fate of not being able to advance to become a knight. It is exactly the same as using the Flower Demon. He has no teacher to teach him, so he can only explore on his own. He doesn’t know where the road will lead, and he doesn’t know if a certain method is effective.
, I don’t even know if there is really a way out, but fundamentally speaking, Liu Yuexi is not worried about these. I am lucky to gain, and I am destined to lose my life. He is a natural protagonist, and he who is burdened with a heavy fate will not care too much.
These are temporary gains and losses.
He has always told himself that he is the leader now, and his personal force does not need to be too strong. There are too many more important things that need to be solved by him. What he faces is not a problem that can be solved by an electric knight. He has been obsessed with this for a long time.
It is worthless, and may make him do irrational actions. There are always temptations, saints, gods, and dragons. Who knows if they are all waiting for Liu Yuexi to make conditions and pay a sufficient price?
, and then to make Liu Yuexi irreversible, he must be very careful. The enemy is not only outside, but also in his spiritual world.
But there was an unspeakable question in his heart that kept asking and bothering him. What on earth did he do in this world? The sense of meaninglessness kept coming. This made him blind, unwilling, or subconscious.
There will always be some crazy ideas. The sudden risk of life in the underground fighting arena to try to cover up the five senses and use the sixth sense and instinct to increase the speed of moves is evidence of this.
The rational self repeatedly warned him not to pursue the path of knighthood again, but there were always some inexplicable moments when he would think about this issue unconsciously, and even some interesting ideas would pop up in his head intentionally or unintentionally.
Automatically trying to solve this problem, yes, this is indeed a big thing. It is not just the problem of the vacuum light wheel. Liu Yuexi really wants an answer. While exploring the world, he personally
Where it will go, this question is worthy of a decision. "Fat man, it's up to you, let's give it a try."
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It is the season of gold and fire, which is the best season of the year. On the vast green grassland, the doe deer began to give birth to cubs one after another. A fawn was born smoothly. His mother bit off the umbilical cord. It felt so wet all over.
Cold, slowly a warm and soft greasy thing kept licking its back, the word 'mother' came out of his little head that didn't understand anything, and the doe kept licking,
The movements became faster and faster, and the little guy's body that was still wet with the afterbirth gradually dried up, and the down became erected, "Giggle, it's so itchy, don't lick my butt, mom." The little deer was very helpful, but it was also a little ticklish.
Suddenly, the mother pushed the hard horns of her head against the fawn's butt. The action was a bit rough. The fawn, which was very happy just now, was a little confused about what happened to its mother, but it found that other doe's were doing similar things.
There seemed to be something urging them to do this. The stubborn fawn didn't like this very much. It wanted to stand up. Its four slender little hooves were not very powerful. It knelt down and tried to maintain its balance. Its mother was watching it.
From time to time, it raised its head and looked around. The fawn stretched its fragile limbs desperately, and then it was killed. Its mother was very anxious, because in the bushes not far away, several gray uninvited guests poked their heads out.
They raised their big ears, and their pointed beaks smelled the alluring scent of milk wafting in the air, ready to move. Several stags in the herd raised their heads and looked at the bushes warily, cunningly.
The guys were walking back and forth in the distance as if nothing had happened, with their eyes fixed on the target in the deer herd from time to time. The season was good, the opportunity was good, and there were many easy prey. The deer was still trying to stand up, and there were already many deer nearby.
Once they stood up, they could walk, run, and jump happily. But the fawn still did not stand up. More and more newborns around were able to stand up, and some were already walking around with their mothers, but
The fawn still didn't stand up. It was stared at by the cunning guys. The furry bad guy pricked up its ears and stared at it. Its pointed mouth opened slightly, revealing a scarlet tongue and white fangs. It happens every year.
Life is like this vast grassland, constantly passing away and dormant and reborn, turning from green to yellow and then withering, submerged in the soil, and then covered with snow, and it is another thunderstorm season, and the buds will grow out of the soil again, and the cycle starts over and over again. Plants are like this
, the same is true for animals. A deer that cannot stand up will only have one fate.
The cunning guys started to take action. They kept wandering around the deer herd, making scary low roars. At first, a few stags would use their mighty big antlers to drive away the bad guys, but the bad guys were very cunning.
He nimbly and cleverly avoided these stags and kept making low roars. The herd was frightened and fell into panic. The leading stag knew that he could not stay for a long time. He raised his head and raised his antlers as lush as a tree crown.
Most of the young fawns can already stand. We can't wait any longer. The deer herd must leave here.
However, our poor little deer still did not stand up. It looked around helplessly and tried hard to stand up. However, it failed. It fell to the ground again. The deer herd lost patience with it. The adult stag stepped on its hooves.
, started running, followed by the doe, and the fawn. They gathered into one stream.
The moving torrent kicked up dust and ran around the surrounding grass to find the direction. The bad guys' opportunity came. They all stared at the little deer who couldn't stand up and were gathering here briskly. The little deer was frightened.
Looking at them, the heart is beating rapidly, the two hind hooves are flipping desperately, but it can still only spin in place. It can never stand up. The bad guys are slowly approaching. Looking at this scene, they are born hunters and cunning.
They are cruel and very patient, as if the tragedy of the weak is the most pleasurable enjoyment in their eyes. Observing the fear before death can bring them the greatest happiness. They do not rush to launch an attack, but just surround the fawns.
The fawn looked at these guys with bad intentions in horror. The strong fear almost made it faint. It made a few weak calls, but it was of no use. The cunning guys couldn't wait any longer and bared their teeth to prepare.
It pounced on it, the deer was in despair, it was too scared to open its eyes, it didn't know what it would face, there was only fear in its heart, boundless fear, boundless fear of death.
Ooooh, ooooooo, suddenly the bad guys made a oohing sound, what's going on, the deer opened its eyes, and a beautiful little flower bloomed in front of its nose, with white petals swaying weakly in the wind.
So fragile, just like the little deer at this moment, whining, whining, and making low whining sounds again. The bad guys didn't pounce on them, they all hid far away. The little deer turned its little head, it's mother, mother is protecting it,
The great motherly love made this doe break away from the herd and come back to protect her cubs. She lowered her head and pressed her head against the bad guys. Unfortunately, what's the use? She is not a stag. In this situation,
Even the stag can't do anything. The bad guys are very experienced in this area. At this moment, they are thinking about how to knock down this big one.
After several rounds, the doe's physical strength was greatly exhausted. She was panting heavily, but the fawn still did not stand up. She could not stay any longer. If she continued to fight against the bad guys, she would only become their prey.
The doe was unwilling and had to retreat. The bad guys swarmed up and surrounded the fawn again. An eager-looking bad guy was the first to pounce on it. One of them made a vicious sound and they began to fight for food. Their greedy nature
Exposed, a gray bad guy bit the fur on the fawn's neck. A strong stimulation spread throughout the body like an electric current. Teng, it jumped suddenly. The gray bad guy was startled. The fawn miraculously
Standing up, the bad guys stopped fighting and stared at the little deer fiercely. Unfortunately, these beasts didn't see it. At this moment, there was no trace of fear in the little deer's eyes. He jumped back deftly, and the gray bad guy
They pounced on it and wanted to bite its neck, but the little deer nimbly avoided it. Another one, and another one. The bad guys pounced on it one after another to kill it, but the little deer always nimbly dodged it. That thin
His tall four hooves are full of strength and skill, and he moves around in every square inch. The bad guys can't touch him, just a little bit short, and some bad guys even bump into each other, and the deer steps on him.
The fast-paced dance steps, the playful look at the pitiful bad guy, the lively and provocative moves, as if to say, "Come on."
A deer's call reminded him that it was his mother who was calling him. The fawn jumped high, spun around, and ran to his mother's side. This pace and speed had already exceeded the scope of a deer.