The Beast’s Blood Boils

"It's really a young man's ambition, it can be worth the sun and the moon!" The old man San Chio teased with a gun and a stick, and gave a violent thumbs up. It is a pity that the pig on the opposite side is a very thick line. He really thought that the old man was complimenting him. Laughing wildly, shameless to the extreme, making Master Puskas a bit boring.[m rapid update]

"By the way, Cici, this old man is a St. Kio, let him recite a few magical spells for you, you write down these few spells, haha, when the time comes, I can rely on it!" Liu Zhensha suddenly got inspiration and waved violently at Cici.

"It's not that easy. It is very troublesome to convert the elemental powers into each other. Moreover, it is necessary to change the spell into a tune and lyrics that conform to the law of war songs. This requires countless years of research and exploration of the law of element arrangement. Simply being able to Retelling magic spells is not something that can be done casually. Not to mention the awkwardness and difficulty of magic spells, even if you really master it, when you chant a magic spell, without the corresponding magic power as support, it will cause backlash. "Cici flattened her mouth.

Liu Zhensha was sweating profusely, and the two fairy dragons immediately cast contemptuous glances at him. Fortunately, he was still a Saint-Kio, and actually forgot that magical power requires gradual training, not like Ge Li, as long as he learns it. A battle song of different levels can have an upgrade bonus to basic song power.

"Stupid B!" The little parrot scolded triumphantly. Obviously, the little beast had waited for a long time, and finally caught a chance to get a needle.

"This little thing has been poisoned?" Master Puskas raised his eyebrows and asked, pointing to the proud little parrot.

"Old coffin~Old tortoise~Old shaved ash~Old unique household~" The little parrot quacked, showing no face to the old guy. The little nun Joan was blushing and quickly bit a piece of candied fruit and stuffed it into the little In the parrot's mouth, this calmed down the curse of the little beast who was not afraid of it.

Master Puskas’s face was already wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and he couldn’t laugh or cry at the little parrot. The little parrot chewed on the hawthorn fruit, and glared back at the world’s admired San Kio without showing any weakness. Its eyes are like a dragon on a mountain overlooking the vicissitudes of life.

"I want~ I want more~" The little parrot licked its feathers and yelled at the little nun in an extremely ambiguous tone, turning all the faces of all the women here into big red apples.

Joan felt cold in her palms and looked up. It turned out that Guoguo jumped three feet high before she was cold, and had snatched the whole bunch of candied haws from her hand and pouted the little nun with anger. Keep stomping his feet.

Guoguo and the two twin blood babies also didn't think it was dirty on the ground. They lay on the ground, and I licked him every bite.[m Rapid update] Guoguo grinned and was picked up by Ningyu's ears. He dusted the dust first, and was preparing to slap everyone on the buttocks. The second master held the candied haws., Slapped her toes to her mouth, no matter how restrained Ningyu Hanbing’s face was, she couldn’t help showing a gratified smile, and took a sweet bite of the filial piety sent by her son. That slap in addition to reward Guoguo Outside of the experience, there is no end to it.

The little parrot died in a hurry, flapping its wings but couldn't fly. He lay on the table and continued yelling. It changed the three grammars of Aegean, Bimon and Northeastern dialects. The Boolean B at the end was stunned. A sentence that no one understood.

"Under the crown, let me check this little parrot. I'm not very sure whether it can be checked for any poison, but I think I can give it a try." Cici looked a little strangely. Looking at this little parrot, it is obviously also quite strange how this little thing can speak so many languages.

"Excuse me, what kind of war song did you use by Master Platini?" Helen asked in a very humble tone.

"I did not use the war song created by our ancestor Platini this time, but it is precisely because of the notes he left us that inspired our wisdom. Unfortunately, we do not have the ancestor Platini's creation. Peerless talent and endowment. After more than three hundred years of the entire family, teamwork, generation after generation of relay, finally researched this new type of war song-"Song of Silk Road Water Rhyme"." Qian Qian Without waiting for someone to ask questions, he took the initiative to explain: "This is not the song of the racial power of our Bemun Kingdom, but the song of the racial power of the Scorpion people from the Scotia clan in the Taklimago Desert. Our family Near the Oxford Oasis, there is a small tribe of scorpion people of the Scotia clan. After a long period of research, we have finally succeeded in improving and mastering this self-made war song; the scorpion of the Scots clan is the entire tower The race that is best at using poison in the Karamago Desert. They are the same as the snake people of the Said Amu. Each one is expert with poison. By the way, the Said Amu snake, if translated into We should be called the Rattletail Medusa in Bimun."

"Your neighbors are masters of toxins. Don't you and your people are afraid?" Daisy and Zorna asked curiously.

"It seems that the scorpion people of the Si Gaodi clan are more afraid of our Chikein." Cici herself may feel a little confused, and said with a speculative expression, "But our chickens are more reasonable. It's really weird to say that it's not a tough Warrior of Beamon!"

"The scorpion man and the snake man, are they also Bimeng?" Liu shocked and asked with interest: "I think it should be the land? Snake man and scorpion man, we also have Bimeng history."

"No." Cici replied affirmatively and resolutely: "These desert beimons do not believe in the God of War of Campas. They are divided into races and believe in their own evil gods, and they have never heard them call themselves Beimons. But. At present, the most powerful people in the entire Taklimago Desert are humans. They ride tall camels and wield sharp machetes with exquisite inscriptions, classifying all desert races as second-class citizens."

"In the desert operation last year, when our Beamon warriors often fought against desert human robbers, they were cut off by their opponents. Their scimitars were very sharp!" Elder Anduraan couldn't help but praised: "It's definitely a treasure!"

"What's that? Our old axe even split the berserker's axe with people!" The elder's words immediately aroused the pride of the militia, and O'Fan's voice was especially loud.

"The desert humans can cut my sword off, I kneel down and call him grandpa!" Fat Luo laughed wildly and presumptuously, and everyone looked at him contemptuously. This black iron sword is the longest heavy. It is more than 400 pounds, and the shortest one is 200 pounds. It has no cutting edge. This kind of long knife with strange arc is enough for human beings to make coffin plates. How to cut it off?

"And my giant anchor." Figo sucked his nose and said something more despised.

"Yes! And my double knives!" Yijo also came in: "Haha, Bing handle Yanling long knife!"

"Don't tell me, wherever humans seem to be the bosses." Liu shocked with a wry smile: "This is the case in the Aegean Continent, and the same is true in the Silk Continent. I can't imagine that this is still the case in the Taklamago Desert. I don't understand. How can there be monkeys in the desert?"

"Humans are the most adaptable, their heads are the most flexible, they will survive in any area, and they will be the best." Master Puskas laughed: "Have you never heard a poem? Back then, thousands of miles were looking for a monkey!"

"I have the ability to go to the bottom of the sea and try to live." Mo'er's words obviously carried Avril's tone, and almost never experienced the old man's choking.

"Haha, old man, you finally confessed that you humans are the evolutionary place of the Munke." Liu Zhensha finally caught the old man's handle: "Back then, looking for crazy monkeys? Haha, old man, you are really funny. Then I ask you. , What did the ten thousand monkeys mean?"

Puskas stroking his chest desperately, turning a deaf ear, he knew that this thing had no meaning to continue the debate.

"Although I don't know if the desert humans evolved from the Munke tribe, they are as brutal as the tail hooks of a poisonous scorpion and the fangs of a rattlesnake!" Cici's face was pale, and her body trembled fiercely: "These are the desert humans. The robbers took more than 400 lives of my people! Their hearts were a hundred times and a thousand times more fierce than the poison prepared by Scotia and Seid'am."

"This enmity, you can retaliate later." Liu Zhenshak said with a smile: "Cici, I have been interrupting your reasons, please continue to introduce the role of the'Song of Silk Road Water Rhyme'? Or you Can you quickly help me test what the toxins in the little parrot are. Is it because I ate some food by mistake, chemically reacted with a certain component in the body to produce toxins, or was wronged by someone."

"Under the crown, the'Song of the Silk Road Water Rhyme' is adapted from the racial power song'Calvin Insight Rhythm' of the scorpion people of the Scotia clan. Although the scorpion people are good at making poison, they don't have a ringtone of Medusa. That kind of superb anti-toxic ability, they will also be poisoned to death. And their racial ability "Calvin Insight Rhythm" can detect toxicity through sound waves, analyze the arrangement and composition of toxins, and provide the name of natural medicine to crack the toxin." Qian added: "Well... this kind of battle song is similar to the "Song of Unknown Biometrics" used by our sacred priest. Although the name can be reported in theory, if no real priest has seen the characteristics of this unknown creature with his own eyes , The war song log has not been updated in time, and its main characteristics are still unable to be obtained. The same is true of'Calvin Insight into Rhythm'..."

"Can you show me something?" Liu shocked with a smile and asked kindly.

Cici nodded, calmed her excitement, and sang a string of dreamlike tunes in a low voice, like a light rain beating the canna, and like a spring silkworm chewing on mulberry leaves.Helen studied attentively with her ears erected, and the short chanting was soon over. Cici shot a blood-red beam from her finger, covering a yard in front of and behind the little parrot, and irrelevant people quickly retreated. opened.

The little parrot was horrified to find that he was isolated in a red air barrier, and immediately yelled.

The red light curtain was as clear as the starry sky at night, lingering around the head of the little parrot, forming a funnel-shaped screen. Gradually, a nearly transparent parrot skeleton appeared on the light curtain, in the blood vessels. The flowing blood and the vigorous little heart have a clear view.A string of fluent and refreshing mainland common text and a mysterious molecular structure map quietly emerged on the right of the parrot perspective. The blood-colored air barrier is matched with the black pattern font, and the red and black are perfectly interwoven to create a wonderful color combination.

"Bloody Mary?" Cici frowned and said, "Hey", "This is a new species that cannot be interpreted by the'Song of Silk Road Water Rhyme'? Is there a new type of toxin that the Sigao Emperor Clan still can't understand? ?"

"Obis Latch!" Master Puskas blurted out.