About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

At this time, Yayin also noticed Liu Ji's gaze and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Is there something you don't understand?"

"Ah no, that's not the case," Liu Ji scratched his head, "I was just thinking that you seem to be in a good mood..."

"Eh?" Yayin was stunned for a moment and blinked, "Yes, yes?"

"Yes," Liu Ji nodded, "It seems you like that new bracelet very much?"

"Uh...ah, yes, indeed," Yayin spoke a little fast for some reason, "this was given to me by a great mystic master, and the space inside it is indeed very large..."

Seeing Ya Yin's panic, Liu Ji was confused for a moment.

Could it be that Yayin thought she wanted that bracelet?

No, he is not so ungrateful after all, right?

Just when Liu Ji was thinking about explaining something, a whirlwind suddenly blew up from the side, blowing Liu Ji's flowing hair all over his face.

Liu Ji turned around and saw hundreds of wooden parts flying in the wind, interlaced and connected in mid-air, and finally a small wooden house was built out of thin air.

The house was only about two meters high, no more than three meters wide, and no more than six or seven meters long. It was about the same size as a military camp, and it was hard to imagine that it could accommodate so many people and a group of potato boys.

Most importantly, there are no wheels underneath this wooden house.

"Huh? Didn't you say you were going to build a dragon chariot? Why did you build a house?" Liu Ji asked doubtfully.

"Ah, no, that's the dragon carriage," Yayin said after taking a look, "This is already an occupied area. We can't run on the road. We can't use the ordinary dragon carriage in the forest."

As Yain said, she saw Snow summoning a dark wingless dragon.

Then he saw the small wooden house floating in the air falling on the back of the wingless black dragon, and firmly sticking to the scales on his back.

Snow snapped his fingers, and just a second passed. The figure of the wingless black dragon and the house on its back became blurry and transparent, and it was impossible to tell where it was after a while.

"Damn it, Phantom Tank," Liu Ji exclaimed.

"Phantom tank?" Yayin tilted her head in confusion, "What about that?"

"Uh..." Liu Ji scratched his cheek, "No, this, I just said it casually... But this house is still very small. Won't it feel uncomfortable if there are so many of us crowded in it?"

"Don't worry about this. He will add some little magic. You will know it when you go in," Yayin said. "The space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside."

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A little further away in the forest, Tulin, wearing casual clothes, was squatting in the shadow of a big tree, staring at the people not far away with interest, smiling all over his face.

"Hey...so you have companions? That's great. I want companions too," he muttered to himself, holding his chin.

At this moment, an old voice came from behind him.

"Oh, so you also know that almost no one will treat you as a companion?"

"Haha, do you think I'm stupid? How could I not know?" Tulin raised his head and looked at the person behind him, "Long time no see, Carlo Ganal, are you here to take a peek too?"

"Don't think I'm talking like you," said the old man with white hair and gray beard, wearing a light blue robe, holding a dark gold staff, and wearing ancient rings on his fingers, and walked slowly to Tulin's side. .

"Are we different?" Tulin tilted his head, "Old guy, I'm afraid that's wrong, right? Your target is also him, isn't it?"

"No, that's really wrong," the old man said, "I have other goals, so I don't need to talk to you anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Tulin clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Oh! I know! Are you interested in those strange potato people?"

The old man paused, twitching the corners of his mouth, but did not reply.

"Yeah, it's true..." After hearing this, Tulin smiled and said, "That's right. After all, there has never been such a creature in the world before. It is extremely malleable and has amazing potential. Its own energy source can be either Magic power can also be curse power. If there weren't someone more worthy of my attention, I might not be able to take my eyes away from them. Moreover, if I read correctly, the guy who has turned into a human form has even more fighting power. Reaching the level of high-level vanguards, oh no, sixteen vanguards, right? If such a race can grow and breed, tsk tsk tsk, I don’t think it’s surprising that a king-level monster can be produced..."

"So you would also call your Wang Qi a monster?" The old man glanced at him, "It seems that I am really impressed by you. You are really self-aware in all aspects."

"Hey, I thought that after working together for so many years, you guys should know me very well," Turin held his chin and looked at the old man playfully, "Ah, but I really don't have much contact with you. After all, I've been looking for you all year round. For those who don’t know you, which sect do you belong to?”

"What sect?" The old man raised his eyebrows.

"Resist the radicals and seek refuge with the conservatives," Turin said with a smile. "Aren't you all in this position?"

"Oh, boring," the old man sneered, "It's just a group of incompetent people to keep warm."

"Ah! I understand," Turin waved his finger, "I don't fit in with the crowd."

"Tsk," the old man's mouth twitched, "Don't talk nonsense with me. Since you are so sinister, I'm afraid you won't get any good looks from him."

"No, although he is very vigilant, he is still much less communicative than you old stubborns," Tulin said with a smile, "And he was an accident in the first place. I didn't plan anything for him, so I just left him casually. I just gave him the information about Qi.”

"There's no plan," the old man raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you already use it... wait a minute? What do you want to do by giving him the information about the Seventh King's Cavalry?"

"Do you still need to ask? Send Lao Qi to bask in the sun in the desert." Tulin spread his hands. "You know, that guy usually doesn't talk. He is just like a wooden stake. I feel like letting him be the wooden stake." suitable."

"What a mess," the old man frowned.

"Want to understand? Do you want any benefits?" Tulin rubbed his fingers.

"No, I'm not interested," the old man said angrily, "You can't let your mouth stop for a while, and then keep pushing."

"Hey, I've been living under the king's nose all day long. It's really hard for me to hold it in," Tulin said with a smile. "It's rare that I can chat with people when I run out. Don't dislike me so much."

"Sorry, I don't have much to talk to you. If you want to talk, you should go find those old guys hugging each other," the old man said coldly, "I see they have been working happily with you, haven't they?"

"Hey, don't you know what their virtues are? They only care about the things in my hands." Tulin waved his hand, "You can only cope with chatting with them, it's boring."

"I thought I was just coping," the old man said casually.

"That's different, you're dealing with it carefully," Tulin said with a smile.

"Really? Thank you for the compliment?" The old man raised his eyebrows, "But by the way, they have already disappeared. Why don't you follow them?"

"Hey, what's the point? Just go directly to where they are going," Tulin said, standing up, "By the way, are you coming too?"

"Where to go?" the old man asked.

"Of course it's the Stronghold of Samoteles," Turin said with a smile. "I really want to see how the seventh man will die."

193. Two-in-one does not recruit foreigners, except doctors.

A few days later, early in the morning.

Liu Ji, who had just woken up, was munching on dry food and leaning against the window, staring blankly at the scene slowly passing by outside the window.

It's not that I didn't wake up, but that I slept a little too much.

In fact, Liu Ji has been falling asleep since he got into this dragon carriage. I don't know if he was really too tired some time ago.

At first, Yayin planned to continue teaching him on the carriage, but Liu Ji suddenly fell asleep on the table during class for the first time and couldn't wake up no matter how hard he shouted.

At first, everyone was still joking with Yayin about her devil teacher oppressing the poor students, but soon they realized that Liu Ji's state did not look like ordinary sleepiness.

After all, normal people don’t sleep more than 20 hours a day.

There were even times when Liu Ji fell asleep and was not comfortable enough, so he was able to quietly find a pot to plant himself. Even when he woke up afterwards, he didn't realize when he had planted himself. , and wondered why I was in the flowerpot.

This situation is slightly similar to the last time he swallowed the No. 11 King Cavalry, and it was even better this time. At least he remembered to change back to eat during the meal.

After falling asleep in a daze for a few days, Liu Ji finally felt that his mind was a little clearer today.

probably……

Yawning loudly, Liu Ji took another mouthful of dry food.

Drowsily, Liu Ji vaguely felt that the dragon carriage seemed to be moving a little slowly.

"Because everyone is sleeping at night, you slowed down on purpose? It's quite considerate..." Liu Ji thought to himself.

And feel a little happy that I can come to such a conclusion.

At least this proves that his mind is no longer a confused mess.

Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Ji suddenly felt someone slowly poke his shoulder.

Liu Ji turned his head, and it turned out that Ao Sa was watching him next to him.

For some reason, Osa's movements seemed very slow. Liu Ji could even see clearly that a slightly frightened micro-expression slowly appeared on his face. His whole body slowly shook back, and then he was stunned. looked at Liu Ji.

Liu Ji even felt that the whole process took a full minute.

However, his mind was not yet fully awake, so he quietly watched Osa's strange movements without any thoughts in his mind, nor did he realize how wrong this movement was.

He looked at Aosa and felt that the other person was stunned for a few minutes before he scratched his head very slowly, and then smiled at him very slowly.

Then, he slowly took out a jar of jam and shook it gently.

Liu Ji blinked.

Does this mean he wants to eat jam?

Hmm... This dry food seems a bit dull to chew on.

After thinking about it, Liu Ji said thank you to Ao Sa, and then took the jam from Ao Sa's hand.

For some reason, Aosa's movements were still so slow, and he seemed to be startled.

But at this time, Liu Ji was still not thinking too much, so he unscrewed the lid of the jam, scooped some of it onto the dry food with a spoon, and ate it slowly.

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aside.

"Damn it, what's going on with him?" Ao Sa looked at his hand, "Hey, he didn't get scratched. He moved so fast. I thought he would be caught..."

"Don't talk like a wild cat from somewhere, okay?" Snow said while arranging her hair in the mirror. "He just moved faster, it's not like he lost control of his body."

"So why is he moving faster and faster?" Ao Sa scratched his head, "I remember it wasn't so serious yesterday, right?"

"Subjective time slowing, objective speeding up, and unconscious time flow distortion ability," Yayin, who was also having breakfast, said, "The last time he killed the No. 11 King Cavalry, he also obtained part of the space distortion of the Eleven King Cavalry. The ability, this time is probably the ability I got from the Ninth King Cavalry."

"He really can eat anything," Snow took his coat and put it on, "Do you think he could eat the whole world if he wanted to?"

"No, so others are not the type to eat a lot, right?" Jilunini, who was doing one-finger push-ups early in the morning, asked, "You must say... Phew, if those potatoes can multiply , I think it’s possible that one day we can eat up the whole world.”

"Ah, they, that's right," Snow glanced at the scattered potatoes sleeping in the back of the carriage.

As long as these brats are around, the food reserves will be consumed at least several times faster than usual.

"No, so this is the ability to distort time," Nabelin, who was reading a book, raised her head, "Even super magic can hardly affect time, right?"

"Because the source of the power of time is curse power, it is of course difficult to influence it with magic," Snow said, "but there are many things involved in the curse that involve time, right?"

"Hey, that's true..." Na Beilin scratched her cheek.

"But having said that, we are almost there," Snow turned to look at Liu Ji, "If he is still in this state, we may have a little trouble entering the city by then."

"Have you figured out how to get into the city?" Yayin asked.

"No, on the contrary, I want to say that without his help, we might not be able to get in at all," Snow shrugged.

Before he finished speaking, everyone suddenly felt the earth shake, and a loud noise like thunder and explosion came along with it.

"Well, it's like this," Snow said with a wry smile, "The fighting here is much more lively than in Kaga Saint City."

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The huge cannon roared, and the heavy shells bombarded the lines blocked by rows of barriers, exploding into bursts of dazzling fire.

The thunder exploded, and pitch-black formations appeared in the sky, hitting countless thunder like rain, accurately bombarding the pterodactyl cavalry hovering in the air.

The fortress stands erect, and its solid outer wall, which is hundreds of meters high, shines with magic patterns. Even if magic crossbows are poured on it, it will not be able to damage it at all.

The warriors wearing strong armor are like torrents of steel, charging and killing indiscriminately on the battlefield.

And in the sky above the battlefield, there were two figures who were fighting until the sky was dark.

One of the figures was wearing dark cloth armor, with a bamboo hat on his head. His face could not be seen clearly, and he was wielding a long knife.

Behind him was a dark cloak with seven interlaced blood stains on it.

Obviously, that was the identity certificate belonging to the Seventh King Cavalry.

The other figure was a man wearing golden armor and holding a double-edged sword.

The figures of the two people kept intertwining in the air, and every time they clashed, cracks would be torn apart in the nearby space.

I don't know whether it was because the two were too fast or because of the cracks, but the confrontation between the two did not emit a single sound wave.

Although silent, it is extremely deadly.