"Is there any opportunity to explore here?" Wang Chen's heart moved.
After constantly adjusting his perspective, he finally located the location where the question mark appeared. From the crack, he took out a golden drop-shaped...
nut?
Under the moonlight, Wang Chen put the nut in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. Suddenly, a faint fragrance that shocked his spirit penetrated into his nostrils.
It seems like a seed.
Even the strong and huge mountain wind did not dissipate the smell, but again, the smell seemed to be imprisoned in a small space and could not be dissipated.
This feeling made Wang Chen inexplicably feel that this seed and the night wind blowing now were not in the same world.
The handwriting that appeared in front of me was still four question marks. There were no exploration prompts or any explanation. It was as if this opportunity did not exist in front of me.
The tentacles feel a little uneven, and you can see under the moonlight that the seeds are covered with dense golden patterns.
Neither the plant that just fell to the bottom of the mountain nor the golden seeds seemed to be something that originally existed in this fairy mountain.
Wang Chen looked at the sky inexplicably, but found that the sky had a strange feeling of pulling and shaking, and even the stars in the night sky seemed to be floating insignificantly.
"Sure enough, the space here is unstable!" Wang Chen concluded.
There were two soft sounds after the sound, which instantly disappeared in the sound of the mountain wind. He kept looking up at the sky, and slowly moved his right hand towards the scimitar at his waist.
His hand had already touched the handle of the knife, and the cold feeling was as cold as the eyes reflecting the night sky. At the same time, his body slumped slightly.
Wang Chen suddenly turned around, and the sharp scimitar turned into a bright white half-moon-shaped blade.
Then his body suddenly stopped.
Standing behind him is the goat with its head held high and its golden beard.
The moment the eyes of the man and the beast met, Wang Chen was unable to move as if a immobilization spell had been cast on him.
After looking at Wang Chen, he still maintained the posture of wielding the knife. The goat's eyes showed a look of human disdain, and then looked at the seeds in Wang Chen's hand, showing a look of ecstasy and greed.
It is fighting for the opportunity to evolve in the fairy mountain, as if it knows what it is.
It exhaled two thick breaths from its nostrils, as if to calm down its excited mood, and then bit hard at the seed.
The still sword light also moved at this moment. In the goat's puzzled eyes, the sword seemed to have completed the unfinished area, forming a perfect semicircle.
"Click."
The goat fell hard into the air, almost breaking an old tooth.
Then he saw a touch of golden hair fluttering in the air, which turned into golden threads and scattered in the night wind.
Its divine soul attack is second to none in this fairy mountain. Even the other two strange beasts that have also evolved to the strongest level are not afraid of it. How can this piece of flesh in front of me with no trace of evolution break free from its own spiritual shackles, when it is the most defenseless?
When he cut off the beard that he devoted all his energy to evolution?
If you have wisdom, you will think more.
When the beard is damaged, its outcome can only be to withdraw from the competition for opportunities in this fairyland.
The pair of eyes full of wisdom showed horror at first, and then turned into boundless anger.
But as long as it can get that seed, it can not only return to its peak, but even become the king of this fairy mountain.
Its demeanor returned to its arrogance, and when it glanced sideways at Wang Chen, it was suddenly startled, and its eyes burst out with a look of extreme anger.
Because it saw Wang Chen and swallowed the seeds very decisively!
Seeing the seeds turn into a bulge on the neck and swallowed into the belly, the goat let out a long and terrifying hiss regardless.
What!
The hurricane suddenly rolled back, and the sheep's cry kept echoing. Although it was not as good as the lion's roar, it also stirred up a burst of flying sand and rocks!
At the foot of the mountain, a lion lying on the ground suddenly raised its head. The top of the mountain and the full moon hanging high were reflected in its golden eyes. It turned into an afterimage and flew crazily towards the mountain.
In a mountain range, yaks were drinking from the river and running towards the top of the mountain with the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
Instinct tells the two beasts that something big is happening on the top of the mountain. They have the same level of evolution. Whoever can take a further step will have an absolute advantage.
The rocks that were shaken by the howling of the goat hit his body painfully, and Wang Chen ran wildly.
Although the look in the goat's eyes made him very unhappy, the goat's roar made him completely give up the idea of eating the meat of this pretentious goat.
He was shocked by the power of the goat.
If Xiao Yao hadn't slapped him with great experience just now, causing his whole body to shake and free him from the goat's control, his hand and the seeds in his hand would have been swallowed by it.
Similarly, he moved very quickly, and the golden sand beneath his feet rubbed and flew up, as exaggeratedly as if running brought up violent smoke.
With one foot on the edge of the mountain that he had climbed for seven days and seven nights, he jumped up high, as if he wanted to jump into the soft sea of clouds at his feet and seize the fleeting opportunity.
The extremely high speed of free fall made his hair look like an inverted needle. He opened his hands and still wanted to shout. The turbulent air flow poured into his mouth, causing his mouth to be blown into a
It has a strange shape, like a frog with its mouth wide open.
From the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the goat standing on the edge, looking down in shock. It never thought that this stupid and weak piece of meat would choose to commit suicide. This was its second miscalculation.
The yak that was rushing along was still running as if it could smash everything in front of it, raising huge clouds of smoke and dust.
Catching on the cliff like a cat, staring at his falling golden lion with doubtful eyes but without losing its majesty.
There was a loud roar of wind that I had never heard before, and the most panicked scream I had ever heard from Xiao Yao.
Wang Chen suddenly felt relieved, as if all these worries and trivialities were no longer important. Instead, he faced the wind, stretched out his hand, and unlocked a button on his chest.
A piece of pure white, huge fox fur spurted out from the baggage, and then bloomed in the air. It looked like the dandelion he had thought about many times, exactly the same, if you didn't look at the patches of patchwork cloth from top to bottom.
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The beast's tendons collapsed straight, and the huge rebound force caused his body to swing in a semicircle in mid-air, like swinging on a swing, and then the speed of his descent suddenly dropped.
Above the vast sea of stars, the bright moonlight, and the rolling sea of clouds, Wang Chen floated on a white fox fur, shouting excitedly.
This has been a wish of his all along.
Like a tiny snail, carrying a heavy shell, it climbs up the towering tree step by step, and then flies forward on the leaves at the highest point.
"Look, I said I could fly, I can do it."
Wang Chen's shouting voice echoed in the night sky, and his voice was still as blind and mysterious as it was in Huangpo Village.
But Xiaoyao didn't laugh at Wang Chen like he did in Huangpo Village. Instead, his eyes turned red instantly and he burst into tears.
"This is not what Wang Chen wants."
She remembered that Wang Chen once told her that life is like an unlucky child who fell off a cliff but was supported by a tree. There were wolves on the cliff and snakes under the cliff, all waiting to eat people. There were even giant rats that kept nibbling at the place.
Trees save lives. If a tree breaks, a person dies. But life is about forgetting all these tragedies and concentrating on enjoying a drop of honey on the leaves.