Yuanshen, picked up a Grass God's Eye

Dong Shan's breezy expression showed that he was being beaten in a dream.

Well, how should I put it, now Dongshan’s thinking is divided into two parts, [-]% of his energy is spent fighting back and forth with Twarin, and [-]% is left in the real body, taking care of his recovery power is not as good as His Shen He.

Fortunately, after the inner scene of the heart image was purified by Ying, it was no longer the disconnected look. In addition, the battle with Twalin in the spiritual field was in the sky of the dreamland, which at most caused another round of disturbances such as the outbreak of the earth's veins .

In short, Ying, act quickly, you can't rest yet, find and purify Twarin's real body as soon as possible, and it doesn't matter if you leave some hidden dangers and become Zhou Ben's boss.

Shouting like this, Dongshan is still calm.

At this time, Shen He, who was wearing regular clothes, also pushed open the door and came down from upstairs.

The morning light is from top to bottom, and the eyes are from bottom to top. The tight and plump body is dressed in gorgeous and sassy clothes. The light seems to slide on her skin, making it have a rich texture like oil.

The classic battle suit that Liu Yun borrowed Feng Zhenjun's aesthetics was the finishing touch. The mountains and valleys that tightened the clothes, and the long silver hair dancing with her footsteps made her come as if she had descended into the world.

Moreover, if you look at her, you can feel a murderous aura overflowing from those shining eyes, which cannot be concealed or restrained.

Only when he saw Dongshan, he regained his composure and calmed down a little.

Turned into a slightly tired expression.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Dong Shan immediately dropped Ying, and leaned over to hold her hand, reproachfully.

"You consumed too much Xianli before, you should rest more."

"I'm ok."

Shen He shook his head.

She did consume too much, because fighting in the inner scene of Dongshan's heart, she couldn't draw too much elemental power from the outside world, and could only rely on herself to burst out instantly.

Or kill a dragon.

With the experience of fighting Bajia, Shen He understands that even her murderous spirit is not enough to deal with these extremely tenacious demons' relatives, and she must be more condensed.

"Nonsense, in short, rest well and don't do anything." Dongshan's tone could not be refused.

"Okay." Shen He seemed a little unwilling, but he still held the red string and agreed, his tone so emotional.

In Yingyan's eyes, the cold and elegant Shen He is like a little girl, obedient and obedient.

Why are you making me watch this!

Early in the morning, let Ying eat.

Paimeng made up the knife: "Ying, why don't you eat it?"

"I'll eat, I'll eat right away." The girl turned her grief and anger into appetite and fought at the dining table.

Ignoring them at all, after Shen He agreed to Dongshan, he tried his best to curl the corners of his mouth slightly, but the smile was not as peaceful as before, with a hint of awe.

It was the murderous blade that had been touched again, the remaining killing intent, so it had to be sheathed.

She understands that this is love, but, looking at Dongshan worried: "Dongshan, on your body..."

"It's okay, small problem."

Dong Shan looked calm, "I can't beat him, and he can't beat me either."

Shen He was silent and nodded.

Next, kill the dog to continue.

With a huge appetite and a super fast speed, Ying, who was obviously not in good spirits, was finally motivated to go out: "I'll go first."

"Traveler, wait for me." Paimon hurriedly followed.

Dongshan took a look at them, it was still so early, you and Wendy Diluke made an appointment to meet at Angel's Gift at night.

That's right, the zither of the sky has been recovered, there is no need to rely on the connections of that grandpa Lu, and then go to the hidden stronghold of the fools to retrieve the zither of the sky.

But in the future, I am afraid that under the guidance of Wendy, we will have to collect dragon tears, restore the power of the zither of the sky, and summon Twalin...

"I hope you can hurry up."

Dong Shan accompanied Shen He while immersing himself in the other side.

Pale face, disheveled hair, with chains in his hands, tightly bound himself in the storm, wrestling with Twarin...

The strong wind blows like a knife, wearing away Dongshan every moment, but it is repaired under his powerful recovery ability, absorbing from the outside world, absorbing from Tewarin, liberating one's own desires, pushing the power of life to find vitality...

The back-and-forth fights have been going on.

The process is like blacksmithing.

Dongshan was fine, but the armor on his body began to change drastically.

Constantly damaged and repaired, this immortal weapon looks like a living thing. It seems that it is about to evolve, and it has begun to show a completely different posture.

"Your storm has weakened, you are no longer good enough, Twarin, your purity is not enough!"

As a top-level dragon-shaped elemental life, Twarin's moves are open and close. He can swing a big stick, but it is difficult to use an embroidery needle. He can kill Dulin with one bite, but it is difficult to expel the suffering caused by Dulin's poisonous blood. Dongshan is a type that can't be beaten to death or worn out after training...

"You fart!!"

High-pitched, constantly causing the storm to sing, fighting in the dream of flying wild dragons, Twarin no longer likes poetry and music, and has become very vulgar.

Sin ah.

Dongshan's chains continued to absorb the few remaining filthy aggregates. The previous separation and purification had already alleviated Twarin's symptoms, but there was no cure, and the spirit was polluted again.

Returning again, Dongshan also pulled out the gangrene that entangled Tewarin again, introduced the chains, introduced the armor, and introduced it into the body...

It fits perfectly.

And easily ignored the voices of those corrupting Twarin, and experienced thick barriers, but a little madness.

So in turn, he became the core of this karma, exerting an immeasurable bad influence on Twalin's spirit.

Barbatos, come and save the child.

The child didn't think that way, but felt extremely happy. Apart from the thoughts of the abyss mage, another kind of will was sprouting, no words were needed, only the collision of wills was needed.

The elemental life is actually very pure, and the young mandrill can be captured by the demon god of dreams, distorting thoughts; the young Durin is fundamentally wrong to play Mond in his dreams; Bewitched.

Master Abyss can do it, but Dongshan can't do it?

Isn't it just to impose spiritual pollution through the power of the virtual world, so Dongmou is some kind of good person who can't use the power of the virtual world?

He doesn't even need to take the initiative to do it. The complexity of his thinking is very unconstrained. With the practice of immortality, all kinds of "distracting thoughts" also thrive. In the current state, Tewarin has only been exposed to it once or twice, and he has received immeasurable bad influence.

Insufficient purity and concentration are unavoidable problems in the process of Dongshan's pursuit of bigness and strength. At this moment, this problem has caused other problems.

Tewarin came into contact with that crazy and domineering thinking.

The ruthless will not understand.

Those who can resonate with it must be heroes with deep affection and righteousness.

So, crazy.

"——Mobile All Day Closing Song!"

This was originally Twarin's best esoteric art.

Push the elemental power of the body to the extreme, resonate with the wind element in the atmosphere, awaken it, create a special environment filled with a fluid that is close to rationality, reduce the adhesion of matter, cut the so-called elemental resistance into a dog, and kill the enemy in this There are no bones of the bombarded people in the field!

Dongshan took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth, watching Tewarin, who was surrounded by another round of storm, ready to be cut to pieces.

The armor is also ready.

Adapt to the environment and evolve.

The battle with Ba pulls you back and forth, just like in the darkness of the deep sea, behind you unconsciously emerges a big mouth that devours the world.

Tewarin is better, he doesn't eat.

……

……

It's almost dusk.

The fine sand in the hourglass flows slowly, and the bright magic light in the room shines on Qin's delicate face and hair, adding a bit of beauty to her already impressive appearance.

After hearing the evening bell of the church, Qin raised her heavy eyelids and forcibly cheered herself up. Her face was full of tiredness, and she ended her work for the day.

She doesn't work overtime today.

In other words, without the class of the Knights.

All the way to the angel's gift, there is an invitation.

Walking out of the Knights, Qin raised her head to look at Gao Tian, ​​and the lingering thousand winds fell into her eyes, making her expression slightly dignified:

"Is the wind in Mond a little weird today?"

But all the hands and feet of the temple guarded by the four winds have been broken, how could it be...

Abyss Religion, you damned!

Chapter 220 Twarin must be crying

That night.

Angel's gift.

He couldn't find it, so he simply laid down a daytime master Ying, and brought Paimon here to meet Wendy and Diluke.

And met Dong Shan here.

He is not alone, and Shen He sits in his interior, and does not intervene in the dream battlefield with Twalin, but only guards his metamorphosis mental image as a line of defense.

"The tavern is closed, let's go in quickly."

As Ying said, she brought Paimeng and the uninvited Dong Shan into the tavern.

In the tavern, there were already three people waiting.

Wendy, Diluc, and Jean.

"Hey, Traveler and Paimon, Dong Shan, you're here too." Wendy smiled.

Qin, on the other hand, was taken aback when she saw Dongshan's appearance, "Traveler and Paimon, and... Dongshan?"

She sensed something was wrong.

"You don't seem to be in good spirits, you look very tired, is that okay?"

As expected of Qin, she is gentle and serious, observing and careful, not like Wendy, who keeps laughing all the time.

"Small problem, thank you for your concern."

As he said that, Dong Shan glared at Ehe Monster, while Ying's eyes lit up.

"Huh? Captain Qin?"

Her sluggish expression became refreshed, and she gradually became crumbly.

Dongshan began to look at Di Luke with strange eyes. You are still Diona's enemy, so unprofessional. I finally saw you in the tavern after coming to Mond for so long.

"Hello." Di Luke said with a sullen face, and he didn't have any extra expressions when he greeted him, very gentlemanly.

"Hello." Dongshan nodded in response.

As a righteous person in the dark night, he also investigated Dongshan, but he didn't go around his house under Kaiya's persuasion, otherwise...

Di Luke, who failed to challenge the executive of fools, must fall for me.

Di Luke didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. He glanced around for a while, and began to talk in a calm tone: "It seems that everyone knows each other, so there is no need for introduction. Qin is the helper I found. First of all , I am not only in contact with Qin, but only Qin is walking with us."

Kaiya, who did not want to be named, did not come.

Dongshan said he understood.

Di Luke continued: "Second point, it is Qin who is here now, not the Qin who is the leader."

Facing Xiaoying's earnest listening, he added another word: "This is the piano that cannot be touched as an honorary knight."

Ying smiled.

Di Luke's meaning is very clear, the Qin who is here now is only here because of herself, not because of the Knights.

"Understood!!!" She rushed to Qin's side one step at a time, hugged Qin from behind, sticking her head out and said confidently: "That is to say, Qin and I are now in private. We're friends, right?!"

Great.