Chapter 382: Traveling to the moor (2)

Chapter 382 Traveling to the Moor (2)
Ten minutes later, the patriarch's home.
"This?" Tutan looked at the medicine bottle. "I don't know, it's not a medicine made by my family. What is this? This taste is like a seasoning."
The potion is full of sweet, seductive smells, and Tutan almost wants to try it. However, as people have rich experience in making medicines, it is very dangerous to know that it is very dangerous to arbitrarily test drugs without guidance.
Bedyville and Albert looked at each other and didn't know what to do with the bottle.
Tutan took a smog of smoke from the long pipe and blew a cigarette ring from the elephant's nose. "Since the drug was given to you by the businessman, you will accept it. The man has been in our territory for the past few months. Traveling back and forth, often bringing the food we depend on, and only using a small amount of medicine.
Although everyone will not hang this thing, we all know that he is the great benefactor of our family. "
(Yes. Ryder, this guy, when he was let go of Arthur, actually came to this place to be mixed up. Will Ryder, who sees the money open, do the loss business?)
"The patriarch is an adult." Biddivil couldn't help but open the door. "If you can, I want to help you to pick up the medicine. You are willing to take us in, I can't live here in white, I should always do something to help."
Tutan’s expression is a complex change. I don’t know if it’s a joy or a worry:
The big marsh is very dangerous. Like people who go to collect medicine, there are many times to go back. You will die if you accidentally die.

"It’s just me who wants to go," Biddeville said, ignoring the expression of Albert’s protest next to him.
"Beddy?!"
"Your injury has not healed, don't force it. The swamps are full of bacteria, and if they are infected, you will really die." Bedyville threw out the pre-prepared care.
"呜" Aer muttered a bunch of dialects of the Tiger people who Buddy could not understand. It is estimated that it is not a compliment.
2 o'clock in the afternoon.
What appeared in front of Arthur was the third eternal Holy Spirit he wanted to challenge, [throneofdination].
The Holy Spirit, ten feet tall, is surrounded by a thousand-strong army.
The [law] possessed by the commanding seat is [the military], and a holy spirit has the ability to confront the enemy with thousands of people.
He is the most brave and mighty in Pantoraken's history, using the Knights of Heaven as a god, and also the Knight of the Round Table, the Holy Spirit. This round table Knight Hall is also the ancestor of the incumbent Knight of the Knights of the Knights.
Thousands of people, all of them are strong and strong, wearing silver-white armor in all colors, and the sword, shield and axe are all silver-white, and the weapons on one hand exude the white light of the forest.
The seat of the Holy Spirit is holding a silver giant blade, and the silver armor flashes in the sunlight.
Looking at the Holy Spirit embraced by thousands of people, Arthur seemed to face the Duke of Hall again, and seemed to stand in the chess room again, and played a game of war with Hall.
The only difference is that the other party has a thousand flags, and Arthur has only one person.
One to one thousand and one.
The 100,000 army shouted and rushed to Arthur.
The soldiers frantically cut, spur, collide, and hit.
Arthur opened the head of a soldier with one hand and fell down in an instant, and the blade was wiped from the top of his head;
Arthur spurs his backhand and pierces the chest of the soldier behind him. At the same time, he leans right and the rifle passes over his left shoulder and half inch.
His left hand is not idle, he has already grasped the first sword of Longwu, and the flames of the fire burned the heads of three soldiers at the same time!
Another soldier has already rushed straight up! Before Arthur was hit, he had already caught the shield, and an empty man turned over to the soldier, and the sword was deeply stabbed and straight through his back!
Arthur grabbed the shield and threw it out. The shield slammed heavily on the forehead of another soldier. The soldier was still dizzy. Arthur had swept a sword and smashed the soldier!
The three soldiers stabbed together and Arthur rolled toward the enemy, avoiding them all at the same time. At the same time, a sword arc was drawn on the ground. Where the golden arc went, all the soldiers were broken!
The seat of the command has already rushed over, and the giant sword will fall! Arthur squeezed to the left and knocked on another soldier, but also escaped the fatal blow of the giant sword!
He didn't intend to hit the Holy Spirit so quickly, but the other side took the initiative to rush to him. After the attack of another soldier under the block, Arthur reached out and touched the sheath of his king! The golden light exploded in the army, and all the soldiers who came out of the air by [French] were all sent back to annihilation!
He turned to look forward to the Holy Spirit's one-on-one battle with him, but he estimated the mistake.
The "Holy Spirit" is also completely annihilated, it is not the Holy Spirit, but it seems to be another flag of the Holy Spirit!
Countless white light descended from the sky, and soon it became a thousand more troops.
Arthur looked up and saw the real [master of the command] in the air: the great master who floated in midair!
It has a thousand hands, each of which is manipulating the soldiers on the ground. The hands of the sorcerer's hands move quickly and swiftly, and the doll soldiers vividly reproduce the actions of various attacks!
Arthur spread his wings and rushed to the sky. Soldiers on the ground also spread their wings and chase the target in the sky.
Facing a thousand troops in midair is undoubtedly extremely unfavorable. Arthur is facing a three-dimensional attack from any direction; and he, only by the wings to move, the dodge action is not as flexible as when moving on the ground!
Sooner or later, it will be surrounded by a thousand army, Arthur has no time to hesitate! He waved his sword to kill a road and rushed to the Holy Spirit!
bump! The sword and the sword touch each other, and the blade and the blade are entangled. The elite knight who held the sword was in front of Arthur!
More than a dozen soldiers also followed behind Arthur and will arrive soon.
Arthur didn't have time to entangle with the elite knights, draw a sword to force the knight to retreat, and immediately use this space to rush to the Holy Spirit!
However, a drum force caught Arthur. The elite knight reached out and grabbed one of Arthur's wings, preventing Arthur from moving on! His great sword is coming, and he intends to lose Arthur’s life!
Arthur reversed his hand and used his dagger to break his wings and use the remaining kinetic energy to rush to the Holy Spirit! He rushed to the Holy Spirit to launch a fatal blow, and a sword plunged into the chest of the Holy Spirit!
Countless soldiers followed behind Arthur and waved countless swords and swords. But the Cavaliers have clenched the sheath of the king, and the backhand is a block! The golden light exploded again, [The Lawbreaker] let the soldiers all annihilate, and the unfolded Griffin Shield also blocked all attacks!
After dealing with the offensive, Arthur turned to handle the Holy Spirit. He ignored the innumerable giant palms that the Holy Spirit had swept to him, and launched the giant blade of the sword of the Holy King! The powerful and unparalleled golden brilliance blasts in the body of the Holy Spirit, and pierces from the back of the Holy Spirit. When the giant palm arrives, it is necessary to make Arthur a meat sauce, but Arthur opens the lion's shield and instantly wraps himself, deflecting the giant palm of the Holy Spirit!
After avoiding a wave of attacks, Arthur raised a huge light blade of three hundred feet long, sweeping, squatting, slashing, anti-sharpening, crossing several swords, and shredding the Holy Spirit into dozens!
auzw.comThe Holy Spirit was severely damaged and scattered to the ground! Arthur thought that this time it was finally over, and he was looking forward to the fall of the Holy Spirit into white light, but the right shoulder was suddenly cut off a large piece of meat!
"What?" Arthur looked up in surprise.
From the position of the scattered heart of the Holy Spirit, run out of a knight!
The sorcerer is not the body of the Holy Spirit, but the sorcerer is also a huge giant statue! The real body, the white armor knight, jumped out of his toy, waving with numerous blades, able to stretch as desired, sharp sword whip - attack Arthur!
Arthur had a loss, and certainly would not be fooled! While avoiding the attack of the sword whip, he stepped on the fallen shards and landed on the ground. The Knights of the Holy Spirit also followed, and the sword whip swept to Arthur's waist!
Arthur just landed on a backflip, while avoiding the sword whip attack, but also extended his sword of the Holy King. The sword whip is just on the blade of the sword of the Holy King, and is entangled with the Holy Sword!
Arthur turned to the ground and shook the sword of the King! The holy sword entangled with the sword whip, dragging the Holy Spirit and throwing the Holy Spirit into the air!
"It's not just you who will manipulate the dolls!" The knight rushed forward, before the Holy Spirit landed, the swords came together and slammed into the chest of the Holy Spirit! He put his hands together and the sword directly tore the chest of the Holy Spirit!
Hey -
This time I really won. The Holy Spirit did not even mourn, its body quickly disintegrated, turned into countless white light, and began to scatter in the air.
Arthur put away his sword and looked at the next change of the Holy Spirit. He prayed, hoping that the Holy Spirit would not run into his left shoulder again.
The Holy Spirit heard Arthur’s petition and did not run into Arthur’s left shoulder.
But the Holy Spirit did not honestly run into Arthur's scabbard.
It pranks like a drill from the wound on Arthur's right shoulder!
[God] always loves to make fun of people.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" is another sharp pain! Arthur's arms were all painful together, and he was so cold that he sweated. The scenery in front of him changed at the same time, and he immediately returned to the cemetery of Avalon Pure Land.
"Hey," Arthur fell to the ground and looked at Greenville, who was running over. "Oh, painkillers! Fast!"
"Wow, what's the situation?!" Greenville saw Arthur's right arm eroded by the Holy Spirit, and the white light spiraled around Arthur's arm. The girl was scared and stunned.
"Greenville?!" Arthur urged, and if he didn't stop hurting, he felt that he would die because the pain filled the whole body!
(Note: People who are stimulated by severe pain may have cerebral hemorrhage and rupture of blood vessels.)
The girl took out the potion and quickly injected it into the knight's arms.
"呜" As the drug enters the body, the pain is slightly reduced, and Arthur also breathed a sigh of relief: "Next"
He fainted in the arms of Greenville.
In the evening, the territory of the Turks (like the Terran).
Bedyville looked at the berries in the pot.
As the human patriarch Tutan also said, these marsh berries need to be heated for a long time to completely decompose the toxins. But the werewolf teenager didn't know that these things had to be cooked thoroughly, and it was so troublesome.
He looked at the constant ups and downs in the pot, with red berry granules, could not help but turn a bit of appetite. This is not a good food. It’s a life like people who want to live by this. This is ten million times worse than the unsavory scones that the tigers eat.
"Since this thing needs to be heated in the pot for a long time," Albert can't help but ask, "So, if there is no water, or if there is no firewood, what should I do?"
"Oh," Tutan sneered a little. "Yeah, how is it half? Fortunately, how long this thing will not rot, can only be dried, waiting for water to eat."
That is to say, even if there is food, there is no way to cook food, you have to go hungry.
"Of course, some little people really can't stand it, just take it to eat--" like a person smiles bitterly, "it's big to die."
Of course, some people are not willing to live and suffer, preferring to die.
Bediville recently saw a lot of hell. It is happening, the that can be seen, and the that once happened and can only be imagined. There are countless such hells in the dark area, and each one is dark and the souls in it are tortured.
He meditated, and even the bowl of berry porridge that Tutan handed him was almost overturned. He was shocked and held his hands together safely, holding it carefully and taking a sip.
Sure enough, this thing is sour and unpalatable, it is like drinking a potion.
On the side of Albert, he ate very appetizing and snorted and poured the bowl of water into his stomach. Bedyville can't help but wonder if this little tiger has no taste.
"Go to sleep when you are full. You have to go to the medicine tomorrow, you must rest and restore your spirit." Tutan advised.
Seeing the other side is so serious, Brady knows that this is not a joke, and quickly put the potion-like berry porridge into his stomach. The terrible sour taste almost fainted him directly.
late at night. In a small room dug out of a tree hole, two teenagers slept on the ground, sharing the only one broken blanket on a cold winter night.
Although berry porridge tastes terrible, it has a strong body. Bedyville felt that he was energetic and could not sleep at all. He and Ay back to back, can feel the warmth of the other side.
"Ayr? Are you asleep?" he asked softly.
The tiger boy did not answer. Brady didn't know if the other person was really asleep, or he was angry with himself and deliberately didn't answer.
"Ayre, I am very sorry about today. But, you know, your injury has not healed, and the Tutan chief also said that the big marsh is a very dangerous place -"
"As a result, you still don't believe me." Albert said, "Everyone treats me as a waste, as garbage, as a piece of meat that will be sent to Warcraft -"
"I do not have--"
"Don't say it anymore. I can't help you, this is a fact." Albert whispered, "At least, don't let me affect your rest, hurry up and sleep."
What did Bedieville want to say, but Albert had already huddled and buried his head in a wooden pillow. He did not intend to listen to Bedieville again.
Beddy sighed. He just wants to protect Ayr and wait for the opportunity to get rid of the danger. I didn't expect this to hurt Albert's feelings.
Albert's current heart is very fragile. Knowing that he was abandoned by his father, his heart began to slowly collapse.
Bedyville wants to fix a friend's heart, but he is too clumsy to start, for fear that if he makes a mistake, he will completely break Albert's heart.
With his troubles and uneasiness, he forced himself to fall asleep.