Chapter 1412: Against the blood

The woods were filled with fog, and people and numbers were all covered by the fog, and only a faint black shadow could be seen.
And one hand pierced through the thick fog, strangely flashing black light in the darkness. The coldness is spreading in the woods, and the thick night fog seems to be absorbing even the slightest heat of all living beings.
Chaxi felt the air heavier so much that he could not even breathe, and couldn't lift his head. The cold air was constantly extracting the heat from the body. The kind of gǎào... just returned to the extremely cold ice valley wm" pig "Pig Island Novel" has the fastest chapter update.
Patience and persistence, Chaxi always raised his head and refused to lower his eyes, staring at the evil black hand in the cold mist, and at the same time, Chaxi's very obvious gǎào, as the air became cold And heavy, the uncontrollable power in the body is slowly calming down, fǎngfó... is afraid, afraid of the amazing evil radiating from that hand.
"You..." Chaxi was a little speechless, he couldn't even breathe under the heavy air pressure.
Robben’s heavy voice came from the cold fog,
This is what Lord Ares meant... But you still don’t mention this. Lord Ares doesn’t want to see you all sacrifices in vain, but you have to do it. To make a choice, what I am doing now is the last resort. Originally...this is a security yoke used to kill you."
The four of Chaxi were shocked.
"But... you bìjìng have the soul of zìjǐ, and the will of zìjǐ. I think Lord Warlord hopes that... it is not the appearance of you succumbing to this power, but the appearance that can break through the shackles and make your soul shine again. "
The hands in the darkness slowly retracted, and only the phantom of Robben’s body can be seen in the cold and thick night mist, "Go back, even if miyǒu happened today, Lord of War is annoying enough, you survive. . Do something useful to show Lord Ares."
The cold and evil breath in the air quickly dissipated, and Robben's figure disappeared.
Chaxi slowly stood up from the ground, reached out his hand and touched zìjǐ's face, completely shocked.
The violent energy in the body was forcibly suppressed, and now at a disadvantage in the confrontation with zìjǐ will, there is no need to worry about being corroded by this force.
A tall figure appeared behind Chaxi, and Gray's light blue eyes flickered in the night fog. "Chaxi, it seems...Our Pioneer Officer is not easy."
His tone was as cold and suspicious as ever.
Chaxi put down his hand and said with a cold voice, "Grey, I said it a long time ago. You'd better not do unnecessary things. If it weren't for you to approach the raid that day, we won't be able to do it before. Also, you’d better míngbái. If the vanguard didn’t save you, the day after tomorrow...you will be dealt with."
Gray's eyes didn't blink. "It's where we are today. Who else cares about the life of zìjǐ?"
Chaxi snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the Pioneer Camp, "Grey, there are two of you, I hope you have one more thing to míngbái, when it comes to us. Death is naturally not a shíme, but our fate Not zìjǐ... to die casually because of boring things, that is the biggest insult to the Lord of War."
"Now, go back to camp. Stand by!"
There was no movement in the woods, and between a few breaths, the figure disappeared cleanly, leaving only the cold night mist still wandering in the forest like a ghost.
The cold night was wrapped in damp mist and took over the land, drenching everyone. The soldiers of the vanguard camp carried a faint vigor to resist the cold and damp. At a glance, all the soldiers in charge of guarding hǎàng a faint beacon.
Robben sat in front of zìjǐ's sleeping tent, in a daze.
Just now I helped Chaxi and the four of them suppress the curse power that ran away in their bodies, but this incident did not make Robben a little bit of joy, and it was also frustrated and annoying. In short, it was very plain, but this made Robben a little bit distressed.
They are enemies, Robben told zìjǐ, but after saving the enemy, they did not shímegǎào. This is not a good thing.
Luo Ben can faintly reach it, and the power of the curse seems to be affecting zìjǐ and zìjǐ's mood.
Raising his hand, the black scent of beating sparks twisted and surrounded, with a kind of cool gǎào.
Luo instinctively distinguished that in the past, it should have been the cold that made zìjǐ feel fear, and the evil feeling of resistance, but now zìjǐ has nothing to do.
A while ago, under the tremendous pressure of Crick, the fierce beast retreated. This is cheaper. It gained the energy remaining after the power of the curse soared. At the same time, the suppression of the power of the curse is more handy. To a certain extent, they took the initiative to release this power without being invaded and corroded by the power. Today, it is also relying on this ability to suppress the incomplete curse power in Chasi's body.
However, Robben was a little worried. Now zìjǐ seems to be able to control this power to a certain extent, but on another level, it seems...this power has also begun to affect zìjǐ to a certain extent.
rúguǒ In the end, did zìjǐ master this power, or did this power successfully change zìjǐ?
Thinking in his heart, Robben's eyebrows twitched, and footsteps heard in the distance.
Robben is very qíguài, this is the sound of Losi's footsteps.
The black breath on his fingers dissipated in the night fog, and Robben stood up.
Soon, Luoxi's petite figure appeared in the night fog, sneaking all the way, looking around with his head, seemingly afraid that someone would notice her coming here.
Robben couldn't help being amused looking at Luoxi's suspicious look, his body slid, and instantly melted into the night and disappeared.
"I can't be seen in such a thick fog. There is no shíme in this zhōuwéi." Luoxi walked carefully while muttering in a very low voice, fǎngfó was talking to zìjǐ.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly stretched out his hands behind his back, hugged Luoxi directly and lifted her up.
When she was surprised, she yelled. Suddenly she kissed zìjǐ with a mouth behind her back. Losey was angry and funny, struggling hard, "You bastard, come and scare me again!"
Robben chuckled and put Losy down, "My wife ran here again to do shíme. Are those magic scrolls not enough? Or say...you miss me?"
"Smelly!" Rosie hammered Robben's head with a hand in chain mail gloves and giggled. "I don't miss you as a silly fool."
"But the lustful fool misses you." Robben pursed his lips and kissed him slowly with extreme pressure.
Losey suddenly sweated on his forehead, "I hate it, stop making trouble..."
Robben laughed and hugged Rosie and kissed her on the forehead, "Okay, nàme our wife, you take advantage of the deep darkness and misty shíhòu to sneak back for the second time to find me as your husband. Is it shíme?"
Losi was taken aback for a moment. Only then did I think of shíme, and his face was rather solemn and said: "Ann, I...I seem to be going to shíme, so..."
"Shíme business?" Robben looked at Luoxi, "Lossi. Are you talking about shíme? Shíme business?"
Rosie looked uneasy, "I...I don't zhīdào either. But. But in short, I feel... very scared."
Robben qíguài got up, and shíhòu, who suppressed the power of the curse for Chaxi and the others, zìjǐyǐjīng accurately controlled the scope of the power, and the forest was still far away from the vanguard camp, so he would never let Losi here have something to do. , And the curse power of Chasi and the others was suppressed. There will be no situation that will affect other people, Luoxi’s gǎào......"
He hugged Luo Xi tightly, and Robben said softly, "No guānxì, Luo Xi. I am by your side, even if something shíme happens, there will be no problem. Tell me now, it is shíme that makes you uneasy."
Rosie hesitated for a moment, seeming to be thinking, and said, "I'm a little worried about Lord Ares, and I couldn't sleep today, so... I went to look at it secretly.
Robben felt helpless after hearing this. This was the military camp on the expedition. This woman could not sleep in the middle of the night and wandered in the camp sternly. If this was caught, she would definitely be treated as a spy.
"And then." Robben asked.
"Then... and then I think..." Luo Xi's words slowed down, and it seemed that zìjǐ was also beginning to wonder, "I think...The sleeping tent of the Lord of War is very qíguài..."
"Very qíguài? Which qíguài?" Robben was a little confused.
Although Luoxi was young and the little girl had full temperament, she was a very good warrior. She had a very sensitive sense of smell for some things. This made Robben a little confused about what Luoxi said.
"I can't tell, it's just... suddenly a disgusting and cold gǎào came over. I was a little dizzy, but it disappeared very quickly. I am not shíme either."
Robben was shocked, "Disgusting... and cold gǎào?"
Luo Xi nodded cautiously, "Just hǎàng, just hǎàng...just hǎàng, the shíhòu you use to curse the power is almost the same."
Robben frowned, and after thinking about it, he said, "Lossi, you go back first. I'll go to the woman and take a look. If there is a shíme thing, I will inform you."
"Ann, is it... there really is something about shímeqíguài, for the shíme of war."
Interrupting Rossi's words, Robben smiled, "Don't worry about it, I just went over to see, that woman was injured, maybe there was a shíme injury, she didn't tell anyone at all, this time...I plan to be at a certain distance Go up and check it out, lest she die of unexplained illness."
Losi nodded, "Ann, if... if something happens to the Lord of War, you..."
"I will help her. Now if she really has a shíme problem, then we are unlucky." Robben pretended to kiss Luoxi lightly, "Go back, shíhòu at dawn remember to come over for breakfast first."
"Oh, all right... Then I'll go back to sleep first."
Watching Luo Xi leave, the smile on Robben's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn one, and Robben disappeared into the night mist.
Outside of Crick’s sleeping tent, there was only one close guard for her to send. The rest of the guards were guarded tens of meters away. In the misty fog, these guards could not even see the sleeping tent tens of meters away.
Robben came to a hidden corner one hundred meters from Crick’s sleeping tent, staring solemnly at the wet and cold night mist in front of him.
Creek’s sleeping tent was in darkness, and Creek seemed to be resting.
Detective outside, Robben slowly touched Crick’s sleeping tent, and was immediately blocked by a powerful barrier.
What stunned Robben was that this enchantment was not a magic enchantment, but a thick solid wall made up of thick vindictive energy.
This is the first time Robben has seen this situation. Dou Qi is very unstable. He hasn't been in a situation where anyone can use Dou Qi to build a shíme barrier.
Robben was in trouble, although he didn't know how to use this stuff like grudge. But I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running. The vindictiveness can be said to be an extension of the martial artist's body, with the five senses of the martial artist, and even intuition. If you touch it at will, you will definitely be discovered.
In this case, the situation inside is unknown, and what Luoxi said, the kind of cold and disgusting gǎào...
Thinking of what Luoxi said, Robben had to slowly release zìjǐ's consciousness into the air, and the night fog that filled the camp began to flutter with a qíguài rhythm.
The cold night fog stuck to the vindictive wall outside Crick’s sleeping tent. Robben’s strong consciousness is strong and full of vindictive energy. From his sleeping tent, there is endless power supporting this vindictive wall.
Robben was very puzzled. Crick was obviously injured, and her physical weakness could not be deceived, but where did this powerful and full vindictive spirit come from. Could it be that this woman deceived zìjǐ with shíme means and made zìjǐ mistakenly think that she was injured?
The night mist lightly wrapped Crick's sleeping tent. Robben repeatedly tested the solid vindictive wall. Finally found some dìfāng that was not quite right. The fighting spirit was very sharp, with a wēé that would cut people into pieces, and...After dozens of ēchù, Robben discovered that the fighting spirit wall stabilized People are stunned, a bit more stable than those magic arrays that use magic crystals to provide magic power. This is a bit qíguài for the anger emission that needs to be controlled by will.
Moreover, rúguǒ can maintain such a vindictive wall, nàme... Crick doesn't need to do this at all, it only reveals that she still has considerable strength.
rúguǒ Creek was really hurt. nàme she doesn’t have such extra strength to maintain such a force-consuming vindictive wall. If rúguǒ her méiyǒu is injured... the vindictive wall of nàme is not necessary at all, no one rushes to beat her idea, and this is also what she is telling Others are pretending to be injured.
The only explanation... The wall of vindictiveness was not constructed by her.
Robben thought about it a little, thinking that if rúguǒ guessed right, this wall of fighting spirit... should be the masterpiece of that extremely magical divine light sword!
rúguǒ is not the power emanating from the person himself, nàme will not be nàme keen, and Luo Ben is determined to pay attention and start to invade this solid vindictive wall with his divine power to urge his consciousness.
It was really the first time for Robben to break through the defense of fighting spirit to investigate the internal situation. The defense of fighting spirit was still slightly weak against this invasion similar to jīngshén fluctuations. Although this fighting spirit was surprisingly powerful, In terms of effect, it is the resistance of some fairly good magic enchantments to magical powers. Of course...rúguǒ is a wall formed by the grudge emanating from Crick himself. As long as nàme slams like this, I am afraid Kerry K will notice it immediately.
Persevering through this wall of vindictiveness, Robben stopped temporarily, his spiritual mind was almost completely still, because in this small sleeping tent space, any abnormal behavior would be discovered by Crick.
The sleeping tent was very quiet, Crick seemed to be asleep, but when Robben's consciousness finally began to move carefully, Robben was surprised when he used the most cautious method to explore the situation inside.
Crick did not sleep with méiyǒu, but sat on the bed, quietly looking at shíme.
The light sword is inserted in the floor of the sleeping tent, emitting a very faint light. Obviously, the vindictive wall outside the sleeping tent is indeed the masterpiece of this sword. Crick seems to be really injured and is relying on it. This sword protects zìjǐ.
Robben didn't dare to disperse the power of zìjǐ to quickly probe every move in the sleeping tent, and he could only rely on the fusion of zìjǐ in the slow airflow of the sleeping tent to carefully gǎào everything.
What Crick seemed to be staring at was the shíme on the bed.
Robben was very qíguài. When Crick was injured, she relied on the shíhòu to protect the zìjǐ, this shíhòu did not rest immediately, but healed her injuries, but stared at the shíme thing on the bed.
On the bed...méiyǒu any noteworthy energy fluctuations, there is no shímeqíguài dìfāng, there seems to be anything.
Luo Xi said that the breath of cursing power is here, is this for shíme?
In the sleeping tent, only Crick, the living person, exudes the strongest breath, and can also make everything clearer. Robben really wanted to further explore the shíme on the bed, but Crick was staring at the bed with attention. Robben did not dare to act rashly.
Suddenly, Crick raised his hand. He put his index finger in his mouth and bit it hard.
Robben suddenly wondered, Crick stretched out his bitten finger, and blood dripped on the bed sheet in front of her...
In the wave of blood hitting the bed sheet, Robben did have shíme on the bed. It was very thin...hǎàng a piece of paper.
But in the next moment, Robben's nerves suddenly tightened.
Its strong and clear picture returned from consciousness, and Crick's blood drop turned into a black flame, beating a few times on the bed, and disappearing instantly.
Robben broke into cold sweat instantly.
Although it was only a moment, but in the energy fluctuation of that moment. Robben was very clear when he arrived on the bed. He even saw the clarity and clarity of yīyàng with his own eyes.
It was a thin scroll with very simple and clear lines drawn on the scroll, and every pattern exuded a very faint light, which could only be vaguely seen in the dark.
That is the hunting circle made by Ya! It is a magic item specially used to search zìjǐ whereabouts!
Crick hid in zìjǐ's sleeping tent and kept staring at this thing? Realizing this, Robben's heart was beating wildly.
That thing is only for human Robben. Crick was seriously injured, and shíhòu, who expressed his distrust of zìjǐ, was actually staring at the circle looking for shíme? Could it be that... she began to doubt the identity of zìjǐ!
This discovery made Robben cold all over his body. No matter how much Crick hates zìjǐ. A bad attitude towards zìjǐ is good, but the premise is that she believes that zìjǐ is An Dake, a protoss trusted by Ya. As long as this premise exists, the wēé of nàme Creek will be reduced a lot. Although she came to the human continent, she was a accident. But now it plays a balancing role.
But rúguǒ she began to doubt the identity of zìjǐ, nàme...
Awesomely, Robben came up with another chill from the soles of his feet. Just now... Crick was dripping her zìjǐ blood on the magic circle. Is this for shíme?
The second drop of blood dripped at the shíhòuyǐjīng that Robben was thinking. A black flame bounced on the magic circle a few times and disappeared.
This time, Robben finally saw everything clearly, and his scalp was numb.
At the moment when the black firelight slightly illuminates the sleeping tent, Robben realizes that there are actually spots of light on the magic scroll...
Two larger ones, four smaller ones...
Two... four... Robben’s pupils shrank violently and trembled. If the rúguǒ magic scroll is searching for this pioneer camp, nàme... the four smaller ones are just in the direction of Chaxi’s camp. , And the two very close together, one showing an extremely rich inky black and the other with much darker black spots, it seems...
It seems to be the position of zìjǐ and Crick’s sleeping tent.
Slowly... Robben felt that Zìjǐ's breathing was completely blocked. Crick kept staring at the magic circle, but now, she slowly raised her head, across the sleeping tent, across the vindictive wall , Across the deep night mist... looked in the direction of zìjǐ, and smiled.
This...cunning woman! She did not zhīdào contaminated shíme with the breath of cursing power, and modified the hunting magic circle with this, because Sharok used the cursing power to cover her and Queen Biris' breath, zìjǐ does this now, but This made zìjǐ nowhere to hide in the magic circle that hunted for the power of curse!
"Ann, can you hear my voice?"
Robben was shocked, and Crick actually spoke.
"This yǐjīng...it's not the first time I have done this, but it's the first time you came to spy on me, hehe...Come in, I have something to tell you."
Robben stood there and didn't move, leaving only shock in his heart. He didn't expect that Crick would have been peeping at zìjǐ long ago. When shíhòu, whom zìjǐ thought was safe, she actually saw his weakness long ago.
"Aren't you coming? Hehe... I think it is necessary to hide yǐjīngméiyǒu."
Robben frowned deeply, his eyebrows almost twisted into one.
Today, zìjǐ still has a trump card, and it is the only card, that is, the identity of zìjǐ Robben should have been exposed. After receiving the blessing of Su and Lilith from zìjǐ, he always remembers the breath of zìjǐ. Coordinating with others, this yǐjīng has become a habit, and the scope of the coordination breath has also expanded a lot. In the recent period of shíān, I have definitely exposed the power of zìjǐ. This is very positive for Robben.
However, the power of this curse alone is hard to explain.
But now... it makes no sense to turn around and leave. Crick discovered all this early.
Taking a deep breath, Robben slowly withdrew to explore the past spiritual thoughts and consciousness. He straightened his clothes and strode forward.
"Master Vanguard, you are..." Seeing Robben walking out of the night fog with an ugly expression, the guards were a little surprised.
"Let him in." Crick's voice floated through the night fog...
When Robben walked into Crick’s relatively spacious sleeping tent, Crick yǐjīng received the light sword beside Zìjǐ and placed him on the bed. Zìjǐ sat there, looking at Luo with an unknown smile on his face. this.
"Can you light up?"
"Whatever, but I thought you like to stay in the dark dìfāng."
Robben lit up the magic light source casually, and the sleeping tent suddenly became brighter.
Creek is smiling though. But his face was very haggard, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and the luster of the hair was much dimmed. It seemed that he was very different from the God of War walking outside during the day, with only those two eyes. There was a flash of yīyàng.
Robben glanced at the hunting circle that was still beside Crick, and now the two dots on it were superimposed.
"Are you...injured?" The two were silent for a long time. Robben was born and asked.
"Ah..." Crick nodded. "You should smell blood."
Robben couldn’t help but look at Crick’s finger. The wound on it was still bleeding. Crick noticed Robben’s gaze, but he smiled and said, "That’s not the smell of these two drops of blood. I vomited blood, my injury was a little bit serious."
Robben kept twelve points on guard against Crick's sudden frank attitude. Shen Sheng asked: "The Lord of War is coming to me, do you have anything to say?"
Crick smiled happily, "Of course, I paid a huge price for zhīdào. Naturally, I have to ask míngbái."
When the palm of his hand fell on the search circle intentionally or unintentionally, Crick asked: "You... are you the monster that appeared in the camp a few days ago?"
Robben and Crick stared at each other, and the corners of their eyes twitched uncontrollably.
"The Lord of War... ask for shíme?"
"Ha ha ha..." Crick showed a funny expression, "So... you admit it."
Robben was silent.
Crick leaned forward, his eyes slowly widening, as if he wanted to see qīhǔ Robben yīyàng, "I really didn't expect that our vanguard officer, the vanguard officer who was replaced by the tooth, would actually be like this... thing."
Robben darkened and stared at Crick without speaking.
Crick sneered, "Don’t look at me like this, you méiyǒuwēé my necessity, because now I am not worthy of your wēé, thanks to your gift, I have suffered some inexplicable injuries, I am afraid it will take a period of shíān to recover. and so……"
As he was talking, Crick's complexion suddenly changed, and a sickly flush of flush appeared on his pale face. He turned around and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the air immediately dispersed the entire sleeping tent.
Robben was taken aback. He didn't expect Crick's injury to reach this point.
"Master of War, you... it doesn't matter, right?"
Although Crick vomited blood, his face turned gray, but the shíhòu whose eyes turned around still exudes a terrifying cold light, "It doesn't matter? Which one of your eyes sees me, does it matter?"
Reaching out and wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, Crick exhaled a long sigh, and said mockingly: "But it's really ironic. If it wasn't for my injury, the blood of the shíhòu who checked the magic circle was sprayed on it that night. The truth is not zhīdào."
Robben couldn't help but looked at the hunting circle again, and said, "Master of War, you mean, your blood..."
"Very qíguài?" Crick spread his hand in front of Robben. The blood on his hand was very dazzling under the light. What made Robben's heart violently tighten is that Crick's blood showed an unnatural appearance. Dark red.
"It seems...something weird shíme has invaded my body, my pioneer...Is that shíme?"
Robben did not answer, but the answer was obvious. Crick was attacked by the power of the curse. What made Robben feel serious was that he couldn't get the breath of the curse emanating from Crick. There is a weak cursing power in her blood, which means...this power is deeply buried.
"Master Ares, are you suppressing this kind of power?"
"Suppression?" Crick sneered, "No, I really want to show this power now, so I don't have to be embarrassed like this."
"Could it be that..." Crick's words made Robben's heart sink.
Crick interrupted Robben and said, "That's not what I want to say now! You answer me now... Are you a shíme thing? How did you get into the gods? Ya... trust you for shímenàme?"
"I..." Robben didn't zhīdàozìjǐ could say something shíme.
Crick violently grabbed Robben by the collar, his gray face twisted. Fènnù flooded his eyes uncontrollably, "Say!!! Are you a shíme thing? Because shíme will trust you! For shíme, I told the teeth my guess and she still protects you!!? That is the representative disaster of ancient times The existence of Eun! And it is in the form of the Demon Race! Do you and the Demon Race have a shímeguānxì? Are you...you entered the God Realm with the purpose of shíme!!! Tell me!!!"
His voice was weaker because of his excitement, but Crick's voice contained fènnù, grabbing Robben's hand joints and creaking, a devil with a twisted face.
Ya still believes in zìjǐ...Roben sighed in his heart, and he felt more guilty for Ya. This woman with a very simple dream and thirst for life showed too much trust and kindness in zìjǐ, and it made zìjǐ no self-confidence.
"I... hostile to the Protoss méiyǒu." Robben almost blurted out.
"Protoss!?" Crick narrowed his eyes, "Sure enough...you are not a protoss at all!!"
Robben felt frustrated. But now it is too late to regret it.
Crick panted, slowly loosened Robben's collar, and fell back on the bed feebly, "Between you...and your teeth, what is...shímeguānxì?"
Robben was slightly stunned. Although Crick was very fènnù, he was more suspicious of zìjǐ. But... it seems that the end point is still investigating the matter between zìjǐ and Ya.
Creek looked very weak. Leaning on the camp, he asked: "Those weird warriors, and you...what the is going on? And...and..."
Robben was surprised, Crick's eyes slowly dropped, and his body gradually froze. He tilted his head and fell on the bed.
"Master Ares?" Robben yelled in surprise, but Crick had no response at all.
Taking a step forward, Robben hesitated. He called again, but Crick was still silent. Robben had to push Crick gently and cautiously, and then quickly retracted his hand. As a result... Crick's body skewed and went straight. Fell on his back on the bed.
Robben was taken aback, and Crick passed out.
Is this woman dying? Robben was sweating profusely for an instant, and he stepped forward to probe Creek's breath, his breathing was indeed very weak.
After hesitating for a while, Robben still did not dare to use jīngshén to investigate the situation of Creek. Instead, he listened to Creek's heartbeat. The heartbeat sound was very weak. For a strong fighter, such a heartbeat sound was almost the same Dead méiyǒu too much difference.
This... Robben is a little bit troubled.
First of all, it is absolutely impossible for Crick to die, but it seems that even if she doesn’t care about her, it’s more difficult for her to die. This is not a shíme ordinary human, this is a strong man on the top of the gods, although he is in a weak state. , But very kěnéng can recover quickly.
However, Robben is not sure about these speculations, because Crick’s injury is very abnormal, and she was affected by the power of the curse, but zìjǐ did not have the breath of the power of the curse. This can only explain this power. It is deeply rooted in her body, and it is not a shíme situation now.
Trying to use some light-based healing magic, what made Robben’s face more ugly was that these magics had no effect, and they would soon be absorbed by Crick’s body and disappear, just as Crick’s body changed. Became a huge black hole.
The situation in Creek has improved a little bit.
After hesitating again and again, Robben still decided to look at the situation. As long as he was properly retracted, he believed that zìjǐ could leave her before she woke up, and would not let her notice that zìjǐ did some shíme.
Pressing his hand on Crick's shoulder, Robben's jīngshén strength slowly poured in.
Robben frowned instantly, Crick's physical condition was very bad, and it was a weird bad situation.
Crick’s body is undergoing changes, flesh, bones, blood, muscles...
Everything in the body is growing in a qíguài direction. Many dìfāng have abnormal growth. That is not the normal form of a protoss body. The hǎàng was originally a human’s normal legs, but now it is starting to abruptly. Growing to the anti-joint shape of certain animals, the original shape is destroyed, and everything in the legs appears chaotic.
This is almost all of Crick's whole body, even the internal organs.
This makes Robben's hair stand upright. Is Crick slowly becoming another creature? This is not a situation that can be cured by healing magic. If rúguǒ even changes the shape of the body, it will be extremely difficult for nàme to reshape the elements, because many dìfāngyǐjīng begin to have memories of these strange growths, and the reshaped body will still be able to It looks like this.
It can be seen that Crick is resisting this kind of physical change with all his strength, and that is why she is getting more and more injured in the tearing between the two bodies.
Robben withdrew from Crick’s body. In this situation, there is no need to explore shíme anymore. There are no obvious traces of curse power in Crick’s body. If you want to explore the root cause, you can only go deep into Crick’s consciousness. Zhihai even went deep into the soul, so that Crick who was just in a coma would definitely wake up, and she would never let zìjǐ do that.
Flattening Crick's body, Robben sat aside with dignified eyes. Just now, when the zìjīngshén force invaded her body, she had an automatic reaction and should be about to wake up now.
In less than two minutes, Crick let out a soft cry, suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up abruptly. The light sword instantly crossed in front of him, looking at Robben with cold sweat.
"You don't have to be like this, Lord Ares. I'm staying here at your fainted shíhòu honestly. I definitely touched you once." Robben said, shaking his hands.
Crick quickly swept Zìjǐ's body, slowly lowering the light sword, "I fainted..."
"Unfortunately, it seems that your injury is more serious." Robben was wondering whether zìjǐ should talk about the current situation. If rúguǒ Creek wants to heal, I'm afraid it won’t be ok if it continues like this, even... if he wants to heal, She kěnéngyǐjīng has become another kind of monster that is not shíme.
"You are waiting for me..." Crick gasped weakly.
"I can't leave the shíhòu where your life or death is unknown. If you die, I will be the most suspicious object."
Crick smiled, "This sentence is quite pertinent."
Leaning on the camp again, Crick asked with a disdainful smile, "nàme... can you tell me now, what is going on with my injury?"
Robben was stunned for a moment, "This...I am not too big."
"Really? Didn't you check it?" Crick's eyes revealed murderous intent.
"Check..." Robben's face stiffened slightly, "Master of War~EbookFREE.me~ I can méiyǒu..."
"Where did the blood on your body come from?" Crick asked sharply.
"Blood?" Robben was taken aback, and suddenly raised his hand to take a look, zìjǐ's hands were clean, there is no shíme blood, but for a moment, Robben realized something was wrong.
Crick’s sneer voice floated over, "Is that the hand? It seems that you have probed the body with jīngshén force."
It is calculated! Robben was speechless for a while.
With a dark face, Robben said in a slightly blunt tone: "Now... I don’t zhīdào what’s wrong with you, but your body is very qíguài. If you want to zhīdào in detail, I need to find the power to invade your body. Go deep into your sea of ​​consciousness, even your soul!"
Crick nodded slowly, his eyes showed a little bit of brilliance, "Can I understand this...you still want to save me."
Robben snorted softly.
"On the way to the human continent, you saved me once." Crick suddenly talked about what happened last time, which made Robben feel a little baffled. This woman can be very grateful for the meaning of zìjǐ.
Crick raised his hand, "rúguǒ, if you still want to save me this time, you don't need to bother with nàme, the kind of power you want to find, I can easily..."
As he said, Crick held his forearm in his mouth and bit down fiercely, and blood suddenly appeared. (To be continued.)