"No, it's not the problem with the electric flower."
"It's...it's that song!"
"It's the story you told me, the song you gave me the copper tag and asked me to complete..."
Heli wanted to say these things bluntly, but as soon as the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
"After hearing this, will the adult think that I ruined the perfect story and the passionate song in his heart?"
"Will you... hate me because of this?"
The more people care about something, the more fearful they will be and the more they will worry about gains and losses.
That's what it was like for Hurley at this time.
But she wanted to sing a song based on another story to Yaro.
I want to be appreciated by Yaro, I want to be recognized by Yaro.
"Lord Yaro, you are my dawn!"
"When I am full of disappointment in this world, when I want to leave this world..."
"It was you who pulled me out of the abyss of despair!"
"So - all the good things in the world should belong to you!"
But... Hurley couldn't guarantee that the song she rewrote was considered 'beautiful' rather than an insult to 'beautiful'.
"How about...wait a little longer?"
Naturally, Yaro didn't know the confusion in Heli's heart. After all, he had never had any expectations for the song that Heli had told her to complete.
What's more, he had an extremely fulfilling life during this period, and he was so busy every day that he was overwhelmed with work.
The question I think about every day is either why the medicine failed again, or how to exercise in the future.
Even when I dream, I am reciting the structure diagram of the trick.
Under such circumstances, how could he remember that little thing of 'amusing children'?
"Okay, go to bed quickly. You have to receive Miss Bailu tomorrow, so don't be rude then."
Yaro joked casually, waved his hand, and ignored the two of them, turned and walked towards the bedroom.
In one day, he memorized, exercised, and taught. His physical strength, mental strength, and even perseverance had reached their limits.
Now, he just wants to have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's trip.
"Miss Bailu..."
Heli murmured to herself, as if she had thought of something.
…
The melted ice water dripped on the rocks, making a crisp sound like wind chimes.
Bits of bright green fluorescence floated like fireflies, covering the dim jungle with a soft veil.
In the center of this soft light, a huge shadow crawled on the ground, which was exactly where the trunk of the magic tree originally stood.
It's just that the once huge tree trunk has inexplicably melted and shrunk a lot, and its appearance has also changed a lot.
With the help of weak fluorescence, it can be seen that the tree trunk is now dark brown as a whole, and has a glass texture. It can be vaguely seen through the glass-like trunk, and there are three slightly beating cocoon structures inside.
Under the tree trunk, the girl's elegant voice was like sweet and soft cheese, soft, sweet and silky.
"I'll leave it to you in the next few days."
"Be careful of the bad boy wandering outside. She has been spying on the remaining power of the abyss in the magic tree. Don't let her interfere with the pregnancy of these three children."
YoYo!
The sturdy elk have big eyes and lively eyes, and they walk softly around the daughter of nature, humming constantly, as if they are communicating with the white deer.
Bai Lu listened carefully and responded from time to time:
"Oh, I'm very troubled too! But... if the magic tree bark is not processed as soon as possible, all the magic power in it will be lost, and Mr. Arrow's reward will be completely ruined."
"We don't know how long it will take to gestate these three children, and waiting is not an option."
"Don't scold me, I know I didn't think well..."
"Don't worry. The bad boy wandering outside was born not long ago. He has been hungry for so long and has lost his extraordinary abilities. He is now just like an ordinary little rabbit."
"Although it has no extraordinary abilities, it is still a child of the Demon Tree after all. It can activate the remaining power of the abyss in the Demon Tree. Especially now, all the natural power of the Demon Tree is condensed in these three children. The power of the Abyss Once the force is detonated, the consequences are unpredictable.”
"Yeah, yeah, don't let it get close to here."
"It's different. The Demonic Tree no longer has the extra natural power to baptize it. It will always be a disgusting abyss elf!"
"Okay, okay, I'm going to bed. Ah Da and Ah Er, you can sleep with me. You will have to work hard to pull the carriage tomorrow."
The night falls deeper.
The girl's soft voice gradually became fainter, and the sound of ice water splashing became clear again.
Like a beautiful lullaby, the frost-covered jungle gradually fell into silence.
…
Early the next morning.
Yaro, who maintained his usual habit of waking up, did not get up in a hurry. Instead, he meditated for an hour to restore his magic power to a saturated state before getting up and washing up.
After washing up, he took out some finely ground carbon ash, mixed it with a small amount of oil, and applied it carefully on his face.
——With this period of cultivation, the flesh and blood on his body has replenished, and the strange dark black color on his skin has also completely faded.
In order to reduce possible trouble, a little cover-up is still necessary.
This kind of cover-up method is naturally unprofessional, but what Yaro wants is this sense of right and wrong.
The best way to hide a drop of water is to hide the drop of water in the ocean.
If you don't challenge other people's professionalism with your own amateurism, using secretive methods will easily attract the attention of many veterans.
Looking at the energetic young man in the mirror, Yaro patted his cheek and reminded himself softly:
"Only combat power is the royal method to protect yourself!"
Yaro knew clearly that the reason why he was able to obtain so many materials from the alchemy shop owner last time was not because the alchemy shop owner discovered his conscience and awakened his awareness of copyright and consciously gave away so many things. The key was because of his own strength.
This will also be the case in the future.
As long as you are strong enough, others will not dare to say anything if they recognize you.
If you don't have enough strength, even if you haven't committed anything, you are still an excellent material in the eyes of others.
"We can't forget about sulfur and nitric acid this time!"
A lot of bomb casings have been refined for a long time, and once the gunpowder is mixed, a perfect weapon can be made.
"The intermediate apprentice's fireball technique can only explode in a chest-sized area. How much gunpowder do you need?"
"Even the spells of official wizards are only as powerful as mortars, and they can only release one blow at a time."
"You can detonate as many bombs as you want in a unit of time!"
Of course, Yaro also knew that his idea was unfair. Too many bombs were detonated simultaneously in a unit of time, and his own safety range was also insufficient.
Moreover, wealthy official wizards generally do not simply use spells to attack. They are also equipped with a large number of enchanted treasures, witchcraft scrolls and other means.
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