: 315, she was actually counted

315, she was calculated to be so close, Fusang Yuchen thought that she would be able to bring the small hand of Mingwuyan, but what made him surprised, obviously a perfectly smooth hand, but suddenly there is a hair The feeling of velvet.
He looked down and stupidly opened his hand immediately. He didn't even think that he actually touched the claws of a Greyhound...
Mist Yan smiled unabashedly and touched his head. "If you are in danger, remember to protect the dust king!"
With a sigh, the originally narrowed body grew up and grew tall, higher than the dust king, directly blocked in the middle of the dust king and the bright fog.
The dust king is stupid, and he has a bitter face and does not know what to say.
This little girl actually raises such a fierce lion, and it doesn't really match her flowery appearance.
The two men walked so stupid and weird for a while, went straight to the next fork road, the dust king stopped again, and stretched his neck against the bright fog of a lion: "There is a road Your mouth is too big, your lion is too big, you can’t pass it, let’s go together!

The light of the misty smile came from the side. "It doesn't matter, my Greyhound can be flexible to know how to do it."
Her voice just fell, and her body was smaller, which was enough for the two forks.
The dust king chose one of the passages, and Mingwuyan did not say anything and went straight.
Dust King saw the fog and no doubt, could not help but laugh, and went on.
Not long after, they seem to have come to a cliff. There is only one very fine chain in the middle of the cliff. Under the cliff, it is the deep sea that can't see the end. The dust king is standing next to it.
"Xiao Yan, I will take your hand together! This is the Broken Cliff, the spirit beast is inaccessible."
Ming Mist Yan gently frowns, this dust king is finished, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"You don't have to worry about me. You are now losing your strength. Take care of yourself first. If I can't get through, come back and take me!" Ming Mist Yan picked up her eyebrows and didn't want to follow the dust.
Dust King thought she didn't believe that she could pass, after all, she is now spiritually absent.
Thinking about it, in order to prove himself, he took a sigh of relief, holding a round elf instrument in his hand, and easily walked on the chain, and went very far and far well...
The bright fog was sitting on the back of the donkey very leisurely, and then he followed the dust king so slowly, until he passed the broken cliff.
The Dust King looked incredibly at Mingwuyan and her Greyhound. "This breaks the cliff to prevent all the beasts and Warcraft from coming in and out. How could your beast come over?"
Mingwuyan picked up his eyebrows. "I don't know!"
Come over is coming over, where come so much nonsense.
Dust King is not calm on the road, always feel that this little girl around is too mysterious, how can a common alien lion walk through the Broken Cliff, unless it does not breathe, pretending to be dead.
Wait, it’s hard to see that this Greyhound is so human, and knows that it’s going through the Broken Cliff? How can this be.
He snorted and was very dissatisfied with the dusty king who was in the way.
Isn't it a broken cliff? It can't go through the ridiculously burning moon cliffs.
The two men walked for a while and arrived at a bridge with white smoke. The bridge was long and long, and it seemed to be invisible. The dust king took a few deep breaths and said: "This is the Wanmo Bridge, we It’s a different road than the rest of the people, so I arrived at the Wanqiao Bridge earlier. This bridge is a magic bridge, but anyone who has distractions will fall off the bridge, and the bridge is full of beasts. If you accidentally don't have any bones, you have to be careful."
He said, he handed her a sacred emblem. "Holding this is good for you."
Mingwu Yan glanced at the dust king, took over the elf emblem, and then walked behind him.
He screamed, "Master, there is a strong resistance to the bridge, I can't go."
Mingwu nodded, "That's the time to go back to the medical space!"
"Master is careful!" He said, disappeared immediately.
At the moment when Mingwu Yan stepped on the Wanmo Bridge, my heart settled down in an instant. There was a light on the bridge in front that guided her forward. Her pace was firm, but Rao was like this, she still felt strong resistance. .
Look at the dust king next to him, it is much easier than him, because he does not have a little spiritual power, he can not feel the resistance on the bridge.
Mingwuyan thought, converging the mind, did not use half the spiritual force to resist the resistance on the bridge, but this decision is obviously wrong, the resistance on the bridge turned into a sharp gas, directly cut her Arm.
The bright fog wrinkled his eyebrows, his fingertips stroked his wound, and the wound immediately recovered. She continued to move forward. This time, the resistance was obviously a lot smaller.
Looking at the front again, the dust king has gone without a shadow.
She walked another way and found that the resistance had disappeared. Just as she was relieved, there was a huge black snake in front of her. The snake’s eyes were crimson, and it was open and facing. The bright fog and spit, very scary.
Ming Mist Yan did not move, she remembered that the Elf God had said that Wan Mo Bridge is actually a magic bridge formed by the dreams of thousands of Warcraft, only those who have no distractions can pass.
However, the Dust King is obviously not a person with no distractions, so why did he go so easily?
She stood in the same place and closed her eyes. After she couldn't see it, she was more sensitive to the perception around her. She found that there was a real violent temper in front. However, she did not move, and she was fierce. No movement, obviously the black snake did not want her to pass.
The bright fog and shape of the body leaped gently, trying to jump over the head of the big snake, but the big snake seemed to know her thoughts, the snake body looked up, the whole long body instantly blocked the way of the fog. .
The fog was amazed, but the spiritual power that the fingers condensed was not idle. A colorful light hit the seven inches of the black snake. When I felt the inner Dan of a beast snake and the heart beat, the fog was eaten. Amazed.
This is not an illusion, not an illusion, is it true?
How could this be?
This black snake also felt strange. The little girl in front of him had an aura attack, but it was a probation, not a wound.
It is also a parade and regulations. Some people break into and kill, and those who wait and see can only watch.
So, this person is like a snake, you look at me, I see you squatting.
In the heart of Mingwuyan, this is also the battle between heaven and man. Hesitating is to forcefully pass by force, or it is better to take wisdom.
Just like a snake in a person, it was so stagnant for a century, and the fog was sitting down.
"The snake, how about we talk about a deal?"
After a long wait and see, Mingwuyan discovered that this is a very spiritual black snake. The red light from its eyes is chilling, but it is not devilish, and she does not move. It can not be so long. Attacking her, it shows that she is only in the territory of guarding her own territory.
The snake just looked at it, listened, and still didn't move.
"This 10,000-magic bridge is not a phantom bridge. It is said that only those who can't stand the test, fell off the bridge, and you are eligible to teach. But I haven't dropped the bridge yet..."
The words of Mingwuyan have not been finished yet, and the snake sprayed a smoldering fire into the air, and the fire lighted the entire Wanmo Bridge wrapped in white fog.
Mingwu Yan glanced at it, but it was stupid. I don’t know when she actually reached the bottom of the bridge, and the endless Wan Mo Bridge was on top of her head. She could even see a familiar figure on the top. Step by step, and that person is the dust king.
Mingwuyan still doesn't understand how he came under the bridge. She obviously walked along the Wanmo Bridge. There is no reason to go under the bridge without knowing it!
The black snake was also a bit confused at first, so he waited here and did not attack this human being. When she issued the healing aura of the diagnosis, it was amazed.
It has been seen for many years in this kind of healing spirit, so if this human skull does not actively attack it, it does not force it, and it does not intend to attack her.
Just then, the snow night jumped out of the medical spirit space. "The master is the elf emblem of the elf."
As soon as I saw it, I immediately spread my hand and found that the elf emblem in my hand was slowly fading away from the sacred luster. A black witch spirit was slowly soaking this elf emblem.
Suddenly, she broke her hand and ruined the elf emblem of her hand.
She remembers that this elf emblem was before the elves of the elves, and the elf queen gave the dust king. The original elf queen sent her own gift. It was not for her own sake. She just wanted to paralyze herself and let herself be her son. The ritual, this is not the elf emblem, but the witch spirit badge.
But when two people carry the same badge, one person will become the shield of another person. If the Wuling badge is positive and negative, if the attack is made, the positive person will go well, but the person will bear all the damage...
The Elf Queen is really a good idea!
She was actually counted!
The snake apparently also accidentally saw this Wuling badge, so it glanced at the front of the Wanhui Bridge and saw that the man on the bridge stopped because of the destruction of the Wuling badge, and it bowed again. Looked at this small human skull.
This human little girl actually followed a snow elf, which made it even more surprising.
The light fog and deep breath, did not intend to force through, she said to the snake: "I plan to go again to the Wanqiao Bridge, you can not stop me!"
As she said, her body flashed and flicked, and flew away from the bottom of the bridge at a very fast speed. After a while, she magically appeared on the Wanmo Bridge.
The snake's eyes flashed a ray of light, and soon, swimming backwards, looking for his own master.
A moment later, in a dimly lit room, an old voice rang low. "Is it really a human skull with a healing spirit?"