Non-Human Sub-district Office

Chapter 79

The forest holds the toffee and sits on the edge of the pit that should have been his home.

Rao is Xuan Jing who asks himself to know more and more, and he has not responded for a while.

"What happened?" Lin Muzhen stood up.

After the initial temptation, calm down and think about it, this is probably not a big problem.

When I just looked down from the sky, there was nothing wrong with the houses around the village. Just he left a huge pit here, and it was not something that invaded the chaos.

Otherwise this piece will become a ruin.

After all, in his yard, there are still a few big monsters that can shake the whole Zhongyuan after a few feet. If you think about it, you don’t want to let a small yard have an accident.

- But Lin Wood is always a bit worried about the father he planted in the yard.

Dad, this is still in the period of recuperation, and suddenly the accident will affect the recovery.

Lin Mu sighed and turned around the ruins of his yard. He didn't feel that his yard was too big. After he became a pit, he was very big.

When Xuanjingjing noticed the movement of the trees, he gradually returned to the gods and said: "It should be the house of the emperor."

After all, they are very clear about how much forest trees pay attention to this small yard.

What's more, there is the emperor's rest, and it is not so bad that this small yard will be destroyed.

"About moving to another place."

Xuan Xuan said, putting a huge foxhole on this huge pit.

Lin Mu also felt that 80% was like this. He wandered around the pit.

The pit is still fresh, the soil is soft and moist, and the smell of mud from the pavement can clearly see some fine roots poke outside the soil.

He walked and found some familiar ashes on the pit.

It is the ashes after the burning of the pilgrimage, and the traces look quite a lot.

This ash was sloppy and paved all the way, looking like it was chasing something that had been burning, and burned it all the way.

Some of the ash have fallen into the soil and quickly sprouted. They have a little green and green color, and they gradually hide in the weeds on the side of the road. It is difficult to distinguish them.

"I am chasing the grievances." Lin Mu said, looking down at the ashes on the ground, suddenly "squeaked".

Yan Xuanjing is thinking about whether or not to follow the smell, and take the forest all the way to look at it - after all, whether in the Central Plains or the Great Wilderness, it has been a long time since there was no opponent who can let Zigui let go and fight a dozen.

Watching the big monster fight is still quite useful.

He heard the forest sound and looked up: "What happened?"

"Is it impossible for ordinary people to look at it?" Lin asked.

Yu Xuan’s sights nodded.

"My father and I can let the pilgrimage grow up in the Central Plains." Lin Mu remembered the convenience brought by his own blood, and said, "If you can get more ash from the local government, I think the Central Plains will be full of pilgrimages." No problem at all."

"Even the Great Wilderness is fine."

Lin Mu said.

If you can really fill the Central Plains and the Great Wilderness with the Hajj, it is not quite awesome.

At that time, you don't need the power of the Teya House. As long as you plant a pilgrimage, those monsters with big karma will not fall, and all will be turned into ash.

- Although the strength of the emperor's escape or the range of habitation, Hajj is a one-off item, but it is enough to work on a variety of species.

"No," said Xuan Jingjing.

After all, the Central Plains is mainly human, and it is impossible to prevent karma in the monsters that rely on their own practice to speak.

Even if it is the fox of Xuanjing, as long as the layer of skin of Xiangrui’s sign is removed, the nature is exposed. The first one to be burnt in the **** is him.

Yan Xuanjing said: "In the wild, only a few monsters can survive."

"Then why the Central Plains does not work?" Lin asked.

"Resentment has the necessity to exist, so that people who do evil are difficult to follow in life."

The pilgrimage itself exists in the local government. It is the non-human beings who do evil. As for the human beings who do evil in the human world, that is the range they cannot control.

Evil man-made cockroaches can't escape in the land, but the existence of grievances can make them not so comfortable after rumors.

Seriously it is very possible to die directly.

"But you can take it for a transaction." Yan Xuanjing said.

This kind of thing is in the wilderness, it is definitely a good guy in revenge for revenge in the society, or a disposable item that no one can continue to make except for Lin Mu and Di Xiu, and it is absolutely a big fortune.

Moreover, the forest has gone to the Great Wilderness, and it will definitely be assigned to the Qingqiu State. It holds such a thing in its hand, and the function can make people jealous and can increase the strength and earn blood.

Yan Xuanjing’s inner abacus slammed.

Lin Mu had no idea about this matter. He sat cross-legged on the ground and held his face. He looked at the gray-black sigh of the ground and sighed: "I feel that this flower is not for the house. so big."

晏玄景 has never expected such a small piece of pilgrimage to have any effect.

But when Lin Mu said this, he thought about it and comforted him: "There is one point."

Lin Mu looked at him and felt that he was not comforted.

He reached out and hugged the toffee, his face buried in the fur, smashed, and a comfortable long exit.

Xuan Xuan raised his paws and patted the cheeks of Lin Mu, looked at the mud on the face of the forest, and stunned for two seconds, silently withdrawing his claws, trying to make nothing happen.

Lin Mu raised his hand and touched his face. He looked at the mud on his hand. He buried his head and licked Xuanjing. Then he took a face and stood up. He decided to take the 晏Xuanjing and get some water in the stream in the mountain.

He just stood up, and there was a loud noise from the distance between the mountains. The tremor of the ground beneath his feet followed.

Not serious, but quite obvious.

When Lin Shu helped the tree not stand still, he was smashed into the back by Xuan Jingjing, and suddenly rose to the sky.

The two juniors who stayed in the air finally knew where the bang was just from.

——It is far from the deep mountains of the ordinary people's activity area, and the two hills are instantly flattened.

The dust is scattered, the boulder rolls down, the soil is like a wave of water, the green trees and the thick rocks are swallowed like weeds and gravel, and the souls of countless mountains run away, birds from the forest. I’m out, and I’m not flying back.

The forest sucked a bite.

He felt that he had a problem with the understanding of monster power.

Although Lin knows some vocabulary that can be used to describe big monsters, such as moving mountains and reclamation, such as shrinking the ground, such as overturning the words, but in the real face, only the ability to speak even disappears. Dry and clean.

Knowledge limits my imagination.

The eye of the forest saw a wild boar, like a small ant, was drowned by the soil that was like a tsunami, and there was no resistance.

"Humans can do it too." Yan Xuanjing said, "Human weapons are also very bad."

"But I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Lin Mu patted his face that was scared. "This is too..."

Such power is already a disaster in the eyes of mankind.

No wonder that you can't let the monsters of the Great Wilderness enter the Central Plains too much. There is no need for such power. Just one or two of them will be enough to overthrow the smooth environment of mankind.

And once they start to make waves in the Central Plains, the impact on the other worlds is devastating.

In the understanding of the forest, in the Central Plains, the two hills have been flattened, and the corresponding places in the wilderness will undergo tremendous changes.

Whether it is a landslide or a crack, it is a vanity, and it will bring some unchangeable changes to the Great Wilderness.

The forest has seen such a terrible power in the front, and finally understands why the humans who had been working together on the streets before, when they heard that the monsters that made waves in the wilderness came over, they wanted an expression of the explosion.

This is even more terrible than a few human in situ explosions.

Lin Mu thought.

Yan Xuanjing recognized it and said: "It is the power of Zigui."

In fact, the use of the pilgrimages that forest trees planted in their own homes is far more useful than he imagined.

The characteristic of the pilgrimage is that it can't be smashed when it sticks. It can be burned all the time as long as it is not burned out.

It is like a soybean meal that is ignited by a flame. As long as it is not burned, the fire will not go away.

Looking back at the opposite group of grievances wrapped in green flames, I feel that his opponent's brain is constantly popping up [hp-1] prompts.

Although it is minimal, there is a certain weakening.

After returning to the two hills, Zhaigui felt that he was not in a panic.

When he used to fight with the Imperial House, he basically had a winning rate of five or five. Although they were not serious, they were generally inseparable.

This grievance is much weaker than the Imperial House itself.

Not even human figures.

——In particular, it has never meant to play with the front, but always wants to go around and find the emperor’s house that is hidden behind.

The Emperor House was quite trusting and returning. After he faced the grievances, he also found that the strength of the other side’s confrontation was far less than that of his own.

Although it is enough to beat ten of him now, it doesn't matter.

It is not him who needs to face grievances.

He was so embarrassed that he was beside him, and besides him, he was sheltered by the emperor and several of his own, as well as some little monsters who ran to ask for blessing.

Add another frowning face and fall into the autistic mountain god.

On the top of the main peak, Emperor Xiu’s body sucked Nikwa to fill himself, while the human form ran to the passage of the mountain.

A lot of monsters sneaked out of the passage when there was an accident here. All that was left was a little weak and poor to go to the little monster of the tyrannical iron.

The emperor took the main peak of Qingyao Mountain firmly, and as long as the main peak did not cause problems, the mountain **** would not have any problems.

It’s just that the land of others is regarded as a battlefield. The Emperor’s face doesn’t feel anything, and Di He feels very embarrassed.

“It’s okay.” Qin Chuan made a right touch and found a deck of cards and a box of mahjong, saying, “I’m not going to stay here for a few years to help you raise the mountain. It’s a small problem. ""

The mountain **** heard the words, licked his eyelids and sighed with sorrow.

The emperor thought about it and said: "The Emperor House is left to help you repair the mountain."

The house that is opening the mahjong box is moving, and dissatisfied: "Why?!"

"Because this is your trouble," said Di Xiu. "In any case, you can't go back to the Great with us anyway."

When the Emperor’s house screamed and just wanted to say something, it was wrapped up in Qinchuan.

Qinchuan's whole dragon is very happy: "Then I stay with the Emperor House!"

The roof of the emperor knocked him down from his body and put it on the opposite side. He counted the number of people and found that the mahjong was missing a leg. He was very negligent and excluded the Qinchuan who lost his liking.

Emperor House left to think about it, took a shot and touched the phone to call Linmu.

When Lin Mu received a phone call from the Imperial House, he was watching the 50th round of the battle with grievances on the head of the toffee.

Yan Xuanjing is responsible for commentary.

Lin Mu found that the grievances are good to fight, but it really seems that there is really no direct means.

In terms of the toffee of the commentary, it is the original power of the Emperor’s House that is full of grievances. According to the normal process, the house is locked in the same black room with the resentment, and it takes a few days to resent. It will dissipate and get rid of it.

But this resentment was born from the power of the Imperial House, and it did not respond at all to the restraint means similar to the power of the Emperor House.

After breaking up for a few seconds, I can reunite it. I can’t catch it without slipping it. Except for the pilgrimage that has been burning on it, it actually hurts it. The attack of Zigui only played. The role of blocking and delaying.

Yan Xuanjing said that according to this posture, only the infinite degree of the return to it has been dragged to the end of this result.

Linmu connected the phone of the Imperial House. When he was just about to ask about the safety of the Imperial House, he listened to the Emperor House and said: "The big scorpion, the mahjong is missing the leg, do you want to come over? We are in the belly of the main peak of Qingyao Mountain, that channel There."

A glimpse of the forest, he looked at the squatting there, and hesitated and asked: "Play mahjong?"

On the other side of the house, there was a sound of shuffled shuffle, and he said lazily: "Yes, by the way, take some food and drink, wait for you."

When I finished speaking, I hung up the phone and put Qinchuan ruthlessly to fight the landlord with the little monsters.

Linmu looked at the screen of the mobile phone that was hung up. After a long while, the expression gradually became unbelievable.

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