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In 5 minutes, 31 monsters fell to the ground after being beaten by the soul of the army. After cleaning the battlefield, under the guidance of the spirit of returning to the warehouse, even the copper coins were buckled out of the grass.

These monsters jingled poorly, none of the equipment dropped, but a few seeds dropped. Looking at it with knowledge, it turns out that they are all flower seeds. Adding up to 140 spaces is enough.

The Zhan Junhun kept sweeping back and forth along the outer wall of the garden. In less than three hours, after solving all kinds of parallel monsters, he came to a path near the center of the garden.

Zhan Junhun curled his lips secretly, and looked at the monster he encountered in front of him. The former owner of the garden must be a tyrant who desires extravagance and pays attention to enjoyment.

Just look at the monsters—loyal gardeners, diligent gardeners, clever grooms, skilled cooks, thoughtful maids, what kind of mess are they?

But having said that, God’s servants are just as expected. After a while, the original 49% experience at level 12 has risen to 15%. Don’t underestimate the 3% experience. At level 49, 1% experience is more than 110 million. !

What is 3%?At least 340 million experience, good luck, huh, so leveling is really comfortable.

There are also a lot of other gains, but there is no equipment, but think about it, what equipment does the servant drop?Shall I give you an artifact?You have to know that the toilets in the Immortal's house are magical tools! ! !After thinking about this, Zhan Junhun doesn't complain anymore, it's good to have a lot of money.

The path extends far away, and there is a dilapidated small pavilion tens of meters away. From a distance, an old man in green clothes is shaking his head, holding a pen in his hand, not knowing what he is doing.

Zhan Junhun took a few steps forward, realized it, and felt a little regretful, this is just a boss, but not the hermit he was looking for, wait, boss? ?Zhan Junhun hurriedly took a closer look, and it turned out that it was indeed a boss-level monster.

被供奉的吟游诗人统领级boss等级：48hp：3 00mp：8000物攻：79-83物防：137-182魔攻：'3-321魔防：157-199技能：诗歌吟唱、境由情生、靡靡之音说明：神语花园常驻的吟游诗人，他的主要职责是游览各处并写出优美的诗歌吟唱给花园主人听，让花园主人心情愉快是他唯一的追求。主人离开之后，他留在了花园内，积极创作，等待主人回归。

Zhan Junhun took a look, oh, it turned out to be a cultural mouth, a poet?singer?Um, or an opera singer?But no matter what it is, this boss is too watery, um, a lot of experience, wow~~~ Zhan Junhun is secretly on guard, but on the surface, he walks forward with ease. I don't know what the skills of this boss are. It's something, but for magical monsters, finding a way to attack melee is definitely the right choice.

The cognitive information does not include hatred or vision, and Zhan Junhun doesn't care. He doesn't know that in the second world dominated by the Supreme God, some changes have slowly taken place.

For example, the field of vision, as long as the weather is clear, we can see the scenery several kilometers away from a high place. Originally, the second world has the definition of field of vision. If the scenery is not within the field of vision, you can only see a rough outline, which will be determined by Near and far gradually become blurred, and finally become invisible like clouds or fog.

But just as Zhan Junhun didn't notice, this setting has slowly changed, that is, as long as you have a way, you can see infinity. Of course, the same is true for monsters, but it has a hatred range setting.

Even if it is a giant dragon, as long as you are far enough away from it, even if you jump and scold its ancestors for eight generations, it will not talk to you.On the contrary, ahem, let alone say it, it must be extremely bloody...

Gossip has been mentioned, turn around and talk about business.Zhan Junhun walked towards the bard lightly, and when he was about ten meters away, the poet turned his head, took a look at Zhan Junhun, and then concentrated on writing his own things again.

Zhan Junhun knew that the poet had discovered him, and to put it bluntly, he had developed hatred, but he ignored him, leaving him at a loss.

Ask why it doesn't take care of itself, doesn't start a war with itself?Zhan Junhun doesn't have that leisurely mind!

Slowly raised the sword in his hand, stepped lightly, and approached the boss on tiptoe, Zhan Junhun wanted to attack unexpectedly.

Moving slowly, the distance keeps shortening. Seeing that it is only about five meters away from the boss, the warrior soul has already begun to charge, and can attack with one step forward. Hit the boss by surprise.

Just thinking about it, I don't want the boss to turn around and smile slightly, saying:

"Are you a projector? Welcome to the Garden of Divine Words. Come, please sit here."

After all, he stretched out his hand and invited Zhan Junhun to sit on the stool opposite it.

The boss's sudden smile made Zhan Junhun feel like vomiting blood, and wanted to kill someone, but he said, come on, drink some tea to moisten your throat first.The fault is not a vicious person, otherwise he would definitely be embarrassing, right?

Zhan Junhun was like this, put down the sword weakly in his hand, twisted the corner of his mouth for a long time, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

The boss didn't mind, sat down first, lowered his head, picked up a piece of paper from the table, then shook his head and began to read, Zhan Junhun didn't see it, at the moment the bard bowed his head, a wisp of paper Red light flashed from his eyes.

Looking at the distance of the sky, you can see the pale yellow and white clouds of the years, gathering and drifting away, just like the separation and reunion of life, the lamentation and lamentation of death, life is like floating clouds, coming and going...

The sword of Zhan Junhun slowly hangs down, looking up at the sky, the sky is as blue as a mirror, and white clouds are floating on it, as if there are invisible big hands touching it at will, the cloud bulges out here, and dents there, it turned out to be still round Yes, it suddenly turned into a long strip.

The clouds move slowly in the sky, fatter, thinner, longer, shorter, changing from time to time, occasionally, a small white cloud flies out of the big cloud, like a naughty child running away Sometimes, two clouds come together and slowly merge into one big cloud.

He couldn't help but fell into memory:

I was also very naughty when I was a child, um, grandpa and grandma didn’t know how much sweat I sweated, let alone how much trouble I had for my playful grandson.

I am like that naughty Yuner, who often sneaks out of the house, explores in the park, fetches water by the river, grows vegetables under a small tree, finds a new home for ants, and guides butterflies...

Every time I came home covered in muddy water, my kind grandma pulled me over, raised her hand high, and then put it down gently. Grandma was not willing to hit the baby, and after complaining a few words, she showed a gratified smile. smile.

Slowly, the naughty and handsome little boy in the past turned into a tall and beautiful boy. After taking a bowl full of steaming white rice from my mother, I muttered that it was hot, and my mother looked at me reproachfully. With one glance, I took the bowl and blew it again and again. At that moment, my mother was very kind.

At night, I was lying under the quilt secretly and reading a comic book with a flashlight on. My father tiptoed open the door and walked in. I was so frightened that I hurriedly wiped out the evidence, closed my eyes and snored soundly.

Dad came over to take a look, stroked my hair lightly, and walked out. At that moment, my heart was pounding, but I felt the kindness of my father who was as strict as a tiger at that moment despite being nervous.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded in my ears, and I looked down at myself. I was dressed in grass green and wore a big red flower on my chest. The send-off ceremony for the new soldiers had already begun. My stubborn behavior must have broken the hearts of my parents, right?

But I don't regret it. As the grandson of an old soldier, I want to inherit my grandfather's behest, wear a military uniform and carry a gun to cleanse the eternal humiliation and natural responsibility of Chinese soldiers...

Who is that old lady?Why is your waist bent?The hair also has some silver strands?Why do you wave to yourself?Why is her face covered with tears?

Oh, that's my dear mother, my great mother, my kind mother, mother, who made you grow old overnight?Is it me?Don't worry, the wolf baby will definitely do a good job and make your two elders proud of me.

The sky is still so blue, the snow in the distance reflects the dazzling light, woo... the train has already sounded the siren of the incoming station, bang, bang, bang... finally stopped.

I carried the boxy backpack, with a big red flower on my chest, and the gongs and drums on the platform were still loud, but last time it was a farewell, but this time it was a welcome.

I'm back, my dream hometown, I'm back, my forever home, I'm back, my dear parents.

Carefully search the crowded crowd, there are still heads besides the heads, you can't see them, you can't see them.where are they

There are too many people, so you can’t squeeze in. It’s okay, don’t squeeze in, you will get out soon, and it’s not too late. There are so many people. If you are anxious, your son’s heart will hurt!

Wait, wait, who is that?

His thin body was bent down by the crowd behind him, his white hair fluttered with the cold wind, his face became more wrinkled, and his skin was not so tight anymore. The same is hung on the chest, and the face and the tears on that face are the most familiar!

Mother!Mother!That's my mom!Mom, are you here?Are you really here?Five years without a letter from home, the unfilial son misses you, really misses you, are you still angry?Will you forgive me?You are here, you are really here, my mother.

The face is full of tears of regret, tears of excitement, tears of joy, tears from the bottom of my heart, hugging mother tightly, mother, you have lost weight, you have lost a lot, it is the son who has grown Did you grow taller or did you lose weight?

Oh, it's you who lost weight, it's you who lost weight, over 2000 days, how many sleepless nights have you spent?

Mom, my son can see your missing, your love for your son, your doting on your son from the insoles and cotton padded clothes you sewed stitch by stitch, my mother...

Hugging my mother tightly, I swear, I swear, I will make love in front of your knees, and I will accompany your two elders and never leave. I will start a career and make your two elders smile. Work hard and enjoy this belated family happiness.

I don’t want a job anymore, I have to find it myself, Mom, I’m sorry for making you worry, my son is a fool as a soldier...

I'd better do some small business, what should I do? ...

Why?Why?Why do you always hit a wall?Why meet a liar?

Mom, mom, don't cry, don't worry, looking at your red eyes, I know, you must have cried again last night, you must be worried about me again!

Holding the game helmet in my hand, I sat there blankly, the server is about to start, the game world, here I come, I have to do well, I must do my best!I want to start my business, I want to be supreme, I want to make money!

……

Wait, game world?I……

Zhan Junhun instantly woke up from the illusion, the game helmet he held in his hand turned into a sword of order, and the hut in front of him also became an empty and decayed Shenyu Garden!

God, what's wrong with me?Why does the person in front of him have red eyes, like a mad dog?