The journey starts from the fairy tail

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The warrior glanced behind the mad lion, then lowered the sound: "In fact, when I join, there is a total of some people in this team."

"After waking up every morning, we will find that there are less people in the team. Even if we remain vigilant, we will have useless access. Only seven people."

The purple wind wrinkles: "Do those people die?"

People can be silently robbed, and the murderer's fix is ​​of course amazing.

"I don't know, we have seen it for a long time, we haven't found the body yet." The warrior shook his head.

"We suspect that the murderer is a gall. He felt greed for the silver on us. Therefore, when we fell asleep, we took it away and destroyed the body. But we have no evidence, we must take us from the silverware Forest, so we have to endure.

"You will take a piece of Yuanshi with your hand, the mad lion must have been staring at you, you have to be careful." Warrior warned.

"Thank you for your reminder." The purple treasure opened, and the cold eyes were surged.

If the mad lion dares to shoot him, it will be dead.

Subsequently, the seemingly loyal and honest warrior understood his home. He is a martial artist named the mountain. I heard this name, and the purple wind smiled, I remembered Xiaoshan, and then close to Zhang Mountain.

A group of people is a natural warrior, so the speed of the road is very fast, but after a day, the surroundings have little change.

"This lost forest is really big, there is no fierce beast." The dishwa dark channel.

Soon the purple wind found that the entire team was shrouded in a dignified atmosphere, because a person disappeared every night, making people feel excited.

In everyone's eyes, there is a strong alert.

"The madwa, finally, can you take a few days to get out of the lost forest? I have gone five days, are you playing with Laozi!" At this time, a cold soldier greeted him coldly.

The madwa Wen Yan said coldly: "If you don't believe me, you can leave, I will not stop you."

The warriors wrinkled, and finally he endured: "Well, I will believe you again. If you dare to lie to me, I will marry you."

The mad lion ignores the threat of the other party, but said faintly: "Today is too late, just take a break, and hurry again tomorrow."

After the mad lion was completed, I found a big tree and jumped up.

The people look at each other, then gather together in the tacit understanding, find a rest.

At night, each person's mood is depressed. They ignited the bonfire and did not fall asleep at all.

"Tonight, will the murderer do this?" Zi Feng his eyes flashed, sitting on a big tree, and then looked at the direction of the madwell.

In the end, the sky is completely dark, only the bonfire is left in the forest, dispersing the darkness.

In addition to the purple wind art, he sat alone on a big tree alone, and the other seven people were lying together, afraid of being poisoned.

"There are only three yuan in RMB stone." The purple wind took out a round stone and sighed.

Then he cultivated and watched the surrounding movement.

When night falls, the sky is very bright and there is no happening. Seven soldiers are also full of doubts, but their hearts are relieved, and they are secretly happy.

"Bead." The gall jumped from the tree, the group washed the tree again, and then on the way again.

"Yes, brothers, it seems that you are really our lucky star. When you come to the gall, you dare not do this." Zhang Dashan is close to smiling.

The purple wind smiled slightly, looked at the front of the gall, and the eyes flashed in his eyes.

When I exercised last night, he found that other people couldn't sleep, but the mad lime was sleeping.

"You can sleep without any scruple. The murderer seems to be him, but why didn't he start last night? Have he found my fix?" The purple greenery is skeptical.

"Mom, I blame I accidentally walked into the lost forest, now I can only be touched by the nose!"

"Yes, I can only hope that the mad lion can take us out."

Two soldiers complained on the road. After a day, everyone is still looking at the endless forest, the surrounding fog like a misty sea, people can't distinguish the direction.

"Today, until this." The mad lion looked at the sky.

Seven martial artists gathered together, then raised the bonfire and took out the dry food to eat.

The purple greenery is like last night, I found a big tree leg and sit and observed the surrounding movement.

"Ok--"

Soon, I sent a sound from the direction of the gall.

When the night passed again, there was no happening, and the seven martial arts showed a smile and continued to advance under the leadership of the mad.

Soon, in the next three days, nothing happened. When Zhang Dayama chats with the purple wind, the relationship between them is very familiar.

However, the purple wind did not disclose his origin, only his own name leaf, Dashan Zhang did not ask.

"You, tonight, tomorrow, you will be able to get out of the lost forest." He said in front of the galls to smile.

"Haha, I can finally get rid of this damn forest!"

"The first thing I went out was to find a hotel to eat. For a long time, the birds come out from the mouth!"

The warriors cheered, very excited.

"Ye brother, the mad lion will definitely do this this evening, otherwise there will be no chance." Zhang Dashan has made up his mind.

The purple greenery appeared calm down and nodded. His eyes are free, it seems to be meditation.

"Ye brother, tonight, you are best with us, so take care of it, the mad lion must not dare to do it again."

Zhang Dashan laughed, and the right hand quietly lifted, and slammed toward the direction of the purple wind.

prosperity!

However, his palm has not fallen, and the whole person is played out by punch, but also cuts a few big trees, then stop.

In this scene, other warriors were shocked, and the madws in front of them came back.

"The murderer is you." The purple wind puts up his fist, staring at Zhang Dashan coldly.

"Ye brother, what do you say, how can I become a murderer?" Zhang Dashan was pale, double in the purple wind.

"I haven't met!" Zi Feng, "You always say that the murderer is the murderer, it is to transfer my attention, then take the opportunity to start from me, I am wrong?"

The purple greenery is not the boy who knows people's heart. He has noticed that he has a problem.

"How can you find it?" Zhang's mountain climbed from the ground, both eyes killed the purple wind, which is back to the honesty and honest image.