Vol 4 Chapter 305: End and buy flowers

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? "What are they all, you tell me not to get close, at least tell me their characteristics." Horn asked with a headache. .
"Two were released, one is the Thousand Eyes Cursed Dragon Sagator, the other is a horror behemoth of the deep sea, and the other is sealed, the other is sealed in the northern ice continent, and the other is from The ice demon of the abyss.
The other one was sealed underground. It was a group of indescribable green objects. As for what it was, I didn't know what it was. That guy might not be strong, but it was dangerous. "
What Motia said was the same as the scary horror stories Horn had heard when he was a child. Where there are evil monsters and cannot go there, but now Horn knows that they are all real.
The big devil was standing in front of him, how could Horn deny the existence of the other four?
After all that should be said, Motia continued to work as a rocking chair and continued to read the little yellow book, "I have said everything that should be said. When you are promoted to Legend, you will naturally know how to contact me, but don’t do it before you are promoted. Come to me again, I don't want to be discovered by others."
He issued the eviction order, and Horn naturally shouldn't stay here anymore. In fact, he didn't want to stay here any longer. He had been talking here for a long time, and Annie and others outside should also be waiting in a hurry.
After Horn left, an old voice rang from the water tank containing the plants, "Master, where do you really think this human being will finally go?"
"Otherwise, the will of the world thinks that if you master him, you can come back, but this human magic is the most amazing thing I have ever seen, and his future is unlimited, at least not under the control of the will of a world that is about to fall into a deep sleep." Motia said to the water tank while flipping through the book.
"But Master, will he really do what you instructed, and will he really come to help you in the end?"
"With his character, I will certainly, after all, I haven't lied about this matter, he will make the right choice." Motia input a cloud of energy into the water tank.
"You'd better stay in your water tank. You don't have a hundred years to figure it out."
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Horn did not choose to find Annie and them immediately. Instead, he first gave Annie a safe signal, and then walked towards them on foot. Motia gave him too much information, and he needed some time to sort it out. Make minimum plans for the future.
"Should I believe him or not?"
Horn shook his head with a bitter smile, and the conversation with Motia disrupted all his plans, and for a while he didn't know how to choose.
The will of the world gave Horn an extremely smooth road. Following this path, Horn can become a legendary powerhouse very smoothly, and may even become a legendary existence, but that road is not what Horn thought. It left, and it always gave Horne a sense of unreality.
But Motia turned the road that the will of the world gave Horn into a sea of ​​fire. Although this road was not easy to follow, it allowed Horn to see the truth.
But Motia is a devil. With that evil aura, Horn shouldn’t believe him, but the two-hundred and eighty-year deadline is pressing Horne like a time bomb, and he must be in this period. Make a choice within time.
All kinds of things are mixed together, like a mess, all kinds of contradictory choices are in front of him. He hopes that Douglas is by his side now and can guide him. Now he really doesn't know. It's time to go in that direction.
The only thing before him was the development of the Magic Council. It was very simple. As long as he became strong enough to kill all the gods and destroy the church, it could be solved. Now the situation has become more complicated.
"Sir, do you want to buy flowers?" A ten-year-old girl with braided braids stood in front of Horn, holding a large basket of weird flowers in front of Horn, and asked with her head up.
"This city is full of flowers. I can see it everywhere. Why should I buy yours?" Horn laughed and temporarily put the troubles aside. This little girl is cute and beautiful, unlike selling flowers on the street. 'S poor girl, on the contrary, is like a rich lady.
"But my flowers bloom only these few days each year. If you don't buy them in these two days, you won't see them this year." The little girl said seriously, as if the flowers in her hand were some kind of tight goods.
If you don’t buy it now, you won’t see it this year...
Horn was stunned by the little girl's words. He just wanted to understand that he didn't need to be so entangled now. It would be more than two hundred years before what Motia said would happen, and his only 30 How old is it?
Instead of worrying about the future, it is better to do the current things first. What he needs to do most now is to take Annie and the others back to the abandoned land, and then complete the wedding with Annie.
Then he has to improve his strength and develop the council~EbookFREE.me~ In short, he only has to do the current things first before he is qualified to consider those important things.
Horn took out a few gold coins and put them in the little girl's hand, took her flowers, but the little girl grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"I don't need so much, right? It doesn't matter. The remaining money is just to thank you for making me want to drive." Horn said with a gentle smile.
The little girl shook her head, pointed to the handwriting on the flower frame and said: "No, you haven't given enough money. This kind of flower only blooms in the past few days, so it is very expensive."
Horn glanced at the handwriting, five silver coins one, and the basket must have at least fifty or sixty, that is, at least more than twenty gold coins.
"You are really a little clever ghost." Horn rolled his eyes, and around the girl there were several strong guards following in the dark, it seemed that the rich and the rich should come out to play.
But the flower was pretty beautiful, and Horn didn't bother to care about the money, so he threw the little money bag around his waist to the girl, and then left with the basket of flowers.
After he left, he could faintly hear the cheers of the girl, such as saying that I finally made money.
Everyone has their own life. Horn is thinking about the life and death of the entire wild witch group, and perhaps the happiest thing with the little girl is that she sells her flowers.
After figuring it out, Horn didn't stay on the street, but flew up for a moment and flew to Annie and the others.
"What happened after you passed?" Annie asked with concern.
"Nothing happened, just met an old friend." Horn didn't want to tell anyone what Motia said, at least he didn't want to tell anyone now, and telling them to listen to them is just an increase in them. It's troublesome.
He will choose an appropriate time to tell everyone in the council these things, and then face the coming crisis together, but not now.