Chapter 42: Missing

The crow on his shoulder called out in time, and a line of prompts appeared on the game panel:
Item: Blessing of the Holy Tree
Grade: b
Sacred tree shelter: Sacred tree will properly protect players, the probability of players encountering danger is reduced to 0.1%, effective within the jurisdiction of the sacred tree
Sacred Tree Gifts: Players have a 50% chance to receive Sacred Tree gifts, which will take effect within the jurisdiction of the Sacred Tree.
Lucky bonus: 15% lucky bonus for players, effective within the jurisdiction of the Holy Tree
In fact, just looking at the function of the props, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an a-level prop, but probably because of location restrictions, it was reduced to b-level.
Quaker came together with a smile on his face. "Congratulations, I didn't expect you to be so lucky at Chang'an."
Sometimes luck is also part of his strength. He has also seen a European emperor once, and luck is not admirable.
However, he didn't know that the boy in front of him was a fake European emperor who was really a non-Chief. For the first time when he was so long, he was favored by the goddess of fortune. She was surprised and unbelievable.
Am I running out of luck for the next year?
He even had a little panic.
Shirley also said "Congratulations" to him, but Karl's face was not so good-looking, but he adjusted quickly, but did not congratulate Shano.
Quaker quietly told him: "Presumably because Carl just said that he has always been lucky, and the result."
In the end, the one who actually got the props was Shannon.
Quaker didn't show anything on the surface, but he secretly classified Carl as a "non-deep-skinned" person.
From the beginning, he separated him deliberately to prevent him from approaching Shirley, and now with his careful eyes, Quaker felt that this person was different.
Shanno was far away from them just now, and he didn't hear the words. Quaker felt that he needed to remind the teenager.
"" Shanno didn't know what to say.
Before, he also faintly felt that Carl was not as bright and sunny as he showed, but at that time Carl was still covering up well, unlike now, he would express his emotions straightforwardly.
"Thank you, I see." Shanno embraced the flowers in her arms and said so.
When Camran came over, he saw the boy's complex expression.
"What's wrong? Why are you unhappy?"
"It's nothing." Shanuo shook his head, he looked at the flowers in his arms with a worried expression, "These are the blessings of the holy tree? Should I take them all away?"
Although these flowers are light and fluttering, they are full of arms and a considerable number, which is not so convenient to carry.
Is it because of this?
The man raised an eyebrow, and he also saw the scene just now, thinking that the teenager was sad because he found that his teammates were different.
What else could it be?
Shano looked at it in confusion as well, but he didn't think he was sad because of Carl's performance, but he was not so vulnerable.
His friendship with Carl is just general. What is Karl's personality and what does it have to do with him?
Shannon knew from a very young age that the world was never black and white, and not everyone would like himself, so why did he care so much about the attitude of others?
""
The man shook his head and smiled.
The young man's thoughts will always surprise him.
He raised his hand and, with the eyes of the boy's yoghurt, took down the flowers that fell on top of his head.
"Just take one." He held the flower in front of Shano.
The only flower selected is not much different from the other flowers, except that it is larger than them, with more beautiful colors, and a golden streamer on the petals.
"How about wearing it on your head?" He joked generally.
"?????"
Shannon looked at him in amazement and saw the corners of his lips that were raised, and it was a joke that he reacted.
"I don't think so." He shook his head seriously and looked terribly cute.
The man's throat moved and he resisted the urge to kiss the boy at that moment.
"What about the remaining flowers?" Shanuo asked hesitantly, looking at the flowers in his arms.
What if you take only one flower away?
"Just throw it away," the man said carelessly.
If the teenager likes flowers, he can give them to him anytime, anywhere.
"" Shannon looked at him strangely.
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Why does he always feel that men's attitude towards the holy tree is not as respectful as the villagers?
"Isn't this great?"
Shano still remembers the joy of these flowers falling into his arms, and the meaning of the flowers to the plants is different. The sacred tree can bloom so many flowers overnight, it also represents its love and kindness, he was reluctant to just throw them away.
The man watched the juvenile's thoughtful expression with interest, and asked, "What do you do with them?"
"Well," the boy murmured, "I can take them back."
In fact, he could put them in his game package at first, but the package can only be used to store clues and special props. Before the man picks out the flower representing the prop, these flowers can be called "holy tree "Blessings" can also be packed in game packages.
But he didn't think of it then, and now it's too late to think of it.
But now that he had thought of a solution, he ran to find Drow.
Drow didn't follow them into the mountains and forests. He just came over to send them a ride at the command of the man. When he returned, he sent them back.
Seeing Shanuo coming, he was a little surprised, and at the same time stepped back indifferently, widening the distance from the teenager.
Shannon didn't notice his small movements secretly, he asked: "Drow, can you keep them for me?"
"They?" Drow stunned, then reacted, referring to the flowers in his arms, his eyes widening.
He looked at them like something of a scourge, and Shannon froze.
Drow quickly realized what was wrong, explaining: "This is the gift of the holy tree, and I don't dare touch it at will."
"Then," Shanno didn't want to embarrass him, and soon came up with a compromise, "I put them under the tree, can you show it to me?"
Drow breathed a sigh of relief, and this time he agreed readily, and there was also a reason for receiving the man's gesture: "Yes."
Shano finally managed to think about it, and he ran back with a snap, a look of joy.
"Resolved?" The man asked knowingly.
"Huh!" Shanuo nodded forcefully.
He took the flower that the man kept in his hand and pinned it to his robe. The red flowers complemented the snow-white robe. The juvenile lips became whiter and whiter, and the beauty of forbidden beauty was born.
"Canlan?" Shano swallowed subconsciously, calling tentatively.
Why did the man look at him just now and made him feel very dangerous?
The little animal's instinct was alerting him, and Shannon had an urge to hide himself.
"what happened?"
But at first glance, the smile on the man's face was as usual, as if the danger was just his illusion.
"Nothing." Shano shook his head. "We should go."
He saw Shirley waving at him.
Shirley recounted what they had just discussed with Shano: "Nado Sa, this person is difficult to distinguish between me and us, and we must prepare in advance. When entering the forest, I walked ahead with Carr, and you and Canran In the middle, Queen Quaker. "
"If we have a conflict with Natosha, you don't need to participate in the battle, protect yourself, and be able to treat us in time, remember?"
"Okay, I remember."
Shano also played games. Although the technology is not very good, the basic role setting is still understood.
He is such a weak pastor that is not suitable for close combat. The best arrangement is to assist, treat his teammates, and apply various buffs.
So Shirley's arrangement was fine for him.
"Canran, you have to follow Chang'an too. You have to know that we can't make any effort to protect you during the battle." Shirley turned to tell the man.
The man smiled uncritically, but when Shanuo looked over, he said, "Chang'an, you need to protect me."
Shanuo took it seriously. His slick eyes carefully looked at the man in front of him, and patted his thin chest. He was extremely excited because he was entrusted with the danger by the man: "Leave it to me, I will not let it You are injured. "
"" The man laughed dumbfounded. "How can I thank you?"
――Would you like to make a promise?
The words circled around the tip of his tongue and were swallowed back.
Before long, he warned himself.
He looked at the boy with a cute smile and said, "You don't have to be so polite between us," and sighed silently.
Be patient, he said to himself.
A group of people walked towards the place that Nardo said.
There was some darkness in the mountain forest in the afternoon, and the overlapping canopies blocked the sunlight. The ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves and stepped on it, soft enough to almost trap people.
As he walked, Shano suddenly stopped, panicking in his tone: "Is Quaker gone?"
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The second is relatively late, maybe after twelve o'clock, the little angel goes to sleep 3