Long Live Summons!

Into the Valley of the Beasts, fifteenth day.

Mantis, the reaper practicing under the waterfall, gleams with colour.

The energy columns that lifted over her head hit the waterfall backwards, countless splashes backwards, backwards to the sky, forming an incredible vision.

Shock waves spread around.

The diffusion of this energy circle is extremely fast, but surprisingly, the surrounding flower and grass trees are intact, and the grass-eating deer, sheep and cowhorses are not surprised. They just lift their heads about the same time and look in awe at the column of energy rising in the sky. Hiding in the shade of the trees, the sickles and dragon horses woke up in their sleep, leaping all the way to the top of the tree, looking remotely at the golden energy light column pointing to the sky... that golden light column, even beyond that hill hanging from the waterfall, exceeded the height of the top of the mountain.

Though more than a dozen kilometres apart, the energy fluctuations and the majestic will greatly shook the minds of the sickles and the dragon horses.

For a long time, the golden light column disappeared.

The sickle just swallowed a bite of spit: “Ten days later, the newborn beast grew into a quasi-sancerous beast; only five days after becoming a quasi-sancerous beast, she was promoted to the sacred beast again! The realm of the Holy Beast, which the five great beast kings could not reach in their lifetime, could not have imagined that she had achieved it in only half a month. What kind of potential is this? ”

The sound of a dragon horse, with a little tremor, speculated: "Perhaps she is a holy beast! ”

“Impossible, no one can risk using a holy beast to let it enter the gates of rebirth, in case it destroys in its infancy..." The sickle waves hands together.

“He has Pandora's Magic Box, he has the power to protect against catastrophe, and he dares not take risks. Plus, isn't a man like him just a holy beast? I think he may still have a beast, otherwise it is impossible to be so familiar with cultivating the beast, and he cultivates the beast, obviously not the end point! ”

Dragon Horse said that the sickle was silent.

Looks like it!

The kid wasn't as simple as just cultivating a holy beast to clear, and if he wanted to pass the Valley, he could have left five days ago for the tests behind the Valley. With the wisdom of that newborn beast, the subsequent tests, it is estimated that she has been promoted to the quasi-sancestral beast. Quasi-Holic Beast is not satisfied, until the Holy Beast is cultivated... it is only half a month later, will the other party stop?

God Beast, that's the ultimate goal of the new man.

In the Valley of the Beast, are there challengers who can cultivate the beast?

The sickle looked at the dragon horse with confusion, the dragon horse could not help shaking his head, he had been trapped in the valley for thousands of years, never heard who could cultivate a god beast in the valley, never!

If this newcomer can really cultivate a beast, what will happen to the Valley?

Estimate that all the residents and losers become warcraftsmen, all together, are not enough to cultivate the power of the beast?

“Huh?”

The dragon horse shows the sickle holding its breath.

This is not about the vulture in the sky that spins intelligence all the time. The guy spyed for Lion King, but he never dared get too close, mostly in the sky, and as soon as he found the target on the ground was still there, he went back. In addition to merging with nature, the sickle slipped into the canopy and wore a hidden cape outside.

The sky swept through a shadow, fast as a meteor.

With the eyes of dragon horses and sickles, it's really difficult to capture this shadow.

But what the dragon horse discovered was that huge target in the hands of this shadow… it was a ‘vulture’ full of zombies.

The Human Head Butterfly Winged Bee, one of the five Warcraft Chiefs‘ Poison Bee King '.

I just don't know why poisoned bees catch vultures alive.

Just catch the vulture alive, and the dragon horse and the sickle don't understand why it's flying over that waterfall. Isn't it afraid of the curse of catastrophic power?

“It's been a really good day, having guests again.” By the waterfall's small pool, Yueyang was comfortably washing her feet with cool clean water, laying lazily in the sun on the rock, enjoying a gentle massage of the Death Mantis powder fist on her shoulder, and occasionally, eating a crystal grape fed to her mouth by a Death Mantis.

“Guests have a variety.” The Poison Bee King threw all the stubborn vultures on the ground.

“What kind do you belong to?” Yueyang asked with a smile.

“Unlike previous Guests who came to die to upgrade your Warcraft, I belong to the kind that can be trusted and more cooperative.” The Poison Bee King landed on a rock beside Yueyang, lighting his hands on a stiff vulture that didn't die, "he said softly.“ This is my first gift to you, and if you will believe me, I will show more sincerity. You can trust me, I will do everything in my power to help you achieve this wish before your warbeast evolves into a godbeast! ”

“Well, can you give me a reason?” Yueyang laughed: “You wouldn't tell me, it's the work of Beast Valley * *, born to like to do good things for free! ”

“I just want one thing.” The King of Poison Bees looked serious at once.

“What is that?” Yueyang questioned.

At this time, dragon horses and sickles sneaking three kilometres away raised their ears.

They want to know what kind of deal the Poison Bee King would make with this young man to assassinate the Lion King and take the seat of the head of the Five Beasts? Or defeat the double-headed black dragon that guards Wisdom Fruit, and remove Wisdom Fruit to enhance your wisdom?

Whatever the conditions, believe it will be an amazing deal that will shock Beast Valley to change the whole situation!

The Viper King sank slightly.

Finally, it says a word that almost silences the sickle and the dragon horse: "I want freedom! I don't want anything. I just want freedom! ”

Freedom!

There is no shortage of such things for any poor person in the heavens, even those subterranean colonies that are associated with ants, who have freedom. Maybe those people's freedom is discounted, not really, but even that kind of discounted freedom is a luxury that all life in the Valley of the Beasts will never desire!

Beast Valley has everything, nothing is missing.

Only, no freedom!

Dragon horses and sickles thought they'd forgotten the word, but now they can't help but cry.

When a person has freedom, he never knows its preciousness, and when that person loses his freedom, he understands its preciousness!

Freedom… This is something that anyone can own, but once lost, can't be bought back by the whole world. It is precious, there is no treasure in the world to exchange, there is nothing to replace… Only those who have lost their freedom will understand that a person can have nothing, can have no money, no house, no comfortable life, no wealth of the rich and enemies, no fame of the world, can not even have the wonderful love that everyone desires, but only without freedom!

Those who have freedom will never understand, the pain of losing their freedom.

Those who have lost their freedom are the children of fate.

It is the elimination of time, it is the mud sand of the long river of history, it is the most painful and desperate existence in the world, that kind of scary, there is only one word to describe, there is no day!

Yueyang laughed: “Do you think I would agree? Even if I do, do you think I'll be able to set you free? This is Beast Valley! ”

Covering his face with his hands, the Poison Bee King cried very softly: "You, the proud son of the high heavens, will never understand how hard my struggles have been over the years. For 6,000 years, I went from a virtuous woman who never killed her life to a venomous bee king who was scared to death in the Valley of Beasts. I've killed several times more people over the years than I've known in the first half of my life. But even in the most desperate of times, the desire for freedom never left my heart for a minute and a half, it was the light that lit up my difficult journey… In order for me to be free, my father and my husband, both of them, fell before me, and they used their lives to open a blood path for me, while putting their hopes on me. In order to make my journey towards freedom go smoothly, my virtuous mother, Qu Qu, asked me to commit suicide in front of me only after decades of being a thief until I had grown up and had the power to defend myself. ”

Yueyang still shook his head: “I sympathize with what happened to you, but there are rules of the Valley of the Beasts. I'm sorry, I can't help you. ”

The Poison Bee King quickly wiped away his tears and waved his hands: “I know a secret about this. About 6,000 years ago, before I had fully grown up and had great care about everything around me, a man of God came and told me a condition that we could leave together as long as the covenant was under the Holy Beast and became a war beast driven under the Holy Beast. But I, at the time, was a resident, because I was cautious about that divine man, and I refused his kindness in the end. I was a resident with two more chances at that time. I had to commit suicide and become a warcraft to get a contract. I missed it at that time... whoever didn't want to, waited 6,000 years! ”

Yueyang Qi asked: "How can you believe me? Do you think I'm trustworthy? ”

Poison Bee King slightly: “If hostility to you is indeed a terrible thing, you are not a kind and modest gentleman. On the contrary, your attitude to killing decisions and looking at enemies makes people feel trembling. But if being your friend, I'm sure, is a very lucky thing. To be free, I'm willing to take the risk of believing you once, after all, that you're the best partner I've ever had in 6,000 years. ”

“Let me trust you for one more reason.” The Poison Bee King stared into Yueyang's eyes: “On that day, that godly man, he smelled very much like you... maybe you're not family, but you must be the same people, from the same place. ”

“What was the name of the man you said?” Yueyang asked.

“That godly man, called the Wind of War, I have heard of his enemies and called him the Jailor!” The Poison Bee King will never forget that name and that sighing shadow of the year.

“It's him again.” Yueyang classmates are a little upset. How can the Imperial Emperor be known everywhere? It's been 6,000 years and I can't forget him. It's really long enough. However, since Yueyang has a little relationship with the prison emperor, Yueyang is not ashamed to refuse a bite. How can you say that the Imperial Imperial Divine Seal he usually uses to smash chestnuts, as well as the Imperial Divine Sword in the hands of Tiger Girl, the Imperial Wand in the hands of Flawless Emperor, are all left behind by that guy. He has earned a treasure in plain white. He doesn't give it a face. He seems a little overwhelmed.

Never mind.

Think of it as doing good deeds and saving people!

Yueyang asked the last question: “Your parents and husband have died here and are trapped here for another 6,000 years. Even if you have relatives, it's almost dead. Does it make sense to go out? ”

There is a glimmer of vision in the eyes of the King of Poison Bees: "I promised them that I would take their ashes and bury them at the top of the mountain back home. I also promised my mother that I would hand over important letters from the people to my sister, hand over the throne to her, and let her lead the Bees to glory. If my sister is not there, then pass them on to her descendants. I, not only live with the hope of my loved ones, but also, in my own heart, yearn for a day to be able to leave, even if it is just a day of freedom, let me see the free sky outside, see the home I have lived in, I also die without regret..."

Just one day of freedom and no regrets?

In this sentence, Yueyang reached the soul of the supreme will, slightly vibrating.

He may not be able to do anything else, but it is worth considering the fact that he can promise to come down with a nod and hold on to his hopes and convictions for 6,000 years.

“Whoo-hoo!” Mantis the Reaper heard the King of Poison Bees and was moved and his little face cried.

“…” The dragon horse and the sickle, too, wept.

If they weren't afraid to leak the trail and bite the teeth off dead, they'd want to cry out loud.

Freedom, that's freedom you can't even dream about! If freedom could be restored, it would be truly regrettable to live happily ever after in a free sky.

Two people in blurred tears, while understanding the blinking light of each other's eyes: I want freedom too!

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Conceiving some emotional plots, thinking about the names of the Mantis sisters (please continue to help), countless dead brain cells, and wasting a lot of time.

Today, these are the only two more. Try again tomorrow!

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)