Havalizhe City, Valli District.

This is the tallest building in the city. People come and go, and the prophet has recovered his mind and is silent again in the tower, waiting for the sun to rise and set.

The ministers had already obtained the revelation of God Hu and found more than ten candidates mentioned in the revelation. At this time, they had probably set out to the temple to conduct the final selection of gods. Havalizhe City cannot be without a king recognized by God Hu, and the cause of death of Hassan VI is not important. If a person dies, then God Hu will no longer protect him. A king without God Hu will die.

Song Qing and Wu Jian walked out of the shadow of the tower and looked up at the spire of the tower. The golden sun hung on the red spire, like a jewel on the crown.

"Where is the secret door?" Song Qing lowered his head and looked at Wu Jian.

"Here." Wu Jian pointed to another small building with white walls and red roofs.

"Is there anyone guarding over there?" Song Qing looked back. The surroundings are so quiet that they can't even feel the popularity of Si Si.

"The secret door is very small, and you and I can't get in." Wu Jian directly answered the second question that Song Qing had not yet expressed.

"This" Song Qing frowned.

"Enter from the main entrance." Wu Jian didn't think it was difficult at all. According to local customs, this main entrance can only be opened during the Apocalypse Festival every year. He is not a local.

Song Qing whined at the thick stone door. Anyway, he couldn't push or pull the big stone.

Wu Jian waved his hand and ten men in civilian clothes emerged from somewhere. Five people patrolled at various intersections. The other five stood by the stone gate. One of them knocked on the wall, and from time to time he even put his ears on him.

"Try the mechanism first." Wu Jian said. Looking at his expression, he must have felt that these four words were extravagant, which indirectly shows that he thought Song Qing was very long-winded.

Song Qing shut up. Looking at the ten people busy in front of him and behind him, he sighed in his heart, and felt even more frustrated after sighing. These were all the guards he brought into the city. Now he has become someone else's soldiers. Seeing that he doesn't even say hello, it's too much.

Song Qing deeply realized the importance of cultivating close friends.

He thought of Nian Nian whom he had tried to win over. Although he offended Nian Nian Xiaoxiao this time, the child was soft-hearted and kind-hearted, and not very smart. Maybe there would be any chance to cultivate feelings in the future?

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Desert, oasis.

This oasis, which once brought huge trouble to the group every year, has restored its quiet and beautiful appearance.

Ten people from the Christmas clown group were sitting under a big tree more than five meters high. The tree was as tall as a cover, with bark nearly black, leaves green, flowers like pompoons, and bright gold.

This is definitely not a tree that grows naturally in this oasis. This is actually not a tree that should be found in this area. It’s just that Dion needs a tree to cool them down, and the tree used to cool them down cannot be too ugly, so he planted this acacia and specially triggered the golden flowers all over the trees.

When they stepped into this place, it was an ordinary desert oasis. When the acacia turned from tender buds to big trees, it had become a sea of ​​red scorpions. When they sat under the tree, it became an ordinary desert oasis.

It is not too ordinary. After all, the desert lacks water, and there will always be no large patches of bright white flowers, and countless spherical capsules hanging on the branches. There will be no countless corpses of poisonous scorpions covered under the pink and green oval leaves, wrapped in the slightly sweet and bitter fragrance that spreads in the air.

Facing the scorpion group, the members of the Christmas clown also thought of poison. But they don’t need to get any scorpion poison in such trouble, because they have Dion.

There are many poisonous plants in nature, and there are six or seven highly toxic flower species that Dion carries. Here is the one with additional anesthesia effects.

With Nick here, they were not worried that the flower poison would be blown by the wind to their side. At this time, they sat silently on the ground and rubbed their eyebrows. They had not been offline for a long time. The Christmas clowns are still ordinary humans, and they have the limit of being humans. After all, it takes fifteen days for only the Blue Whale to go on a journey, and they have not had a good rest before and after this, and they are a little tired at this time.

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"and           you?(What about you?)" The others also looked at him.

Nick glanced at Sarah who was asking questions, shook her head and did not answer.

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Dion looked at the sporadic red flowers in the white flower field and nodded slightly. The few red ones meant that the caravan had not suffered much casualties here, and it was safer every year.

"gort." Dion used ivy again to confirm his safety every year, but the poke bars curled up slightly in the air, as if they could not find the target position.

This was different from the previous dozen times and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Nick stood up and waited for Dion to explain.

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Nick lowered his head slightly, and when he looked up again, he felt a little embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to meet up with every year as soon as possible, but he was embarrassed to ask everyone not to go offline to rest. This conflicting mentality created a rare spectacle of the leader. Everyone admired it for a while before looking at each other and smiling knowingly.

"let's          go! (Go!)" Dwarf York shouted first, waving his big hammer.

"let’s         go(Let’s go.)" Sarah smiled slightly.

Nick smiled stiffly, but unfortunately the corner of his mouth seemed to be folded, and he couldn't help but curl up along the crease. Seeing him like this, everyone laughed and successfully crushed the little bit of relief and gratitude in Nick's heart.

How could he think these lunatics are cute and considerate? This must be his crazy!

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At this time, every day was really crazy.

She first looked straight ahead with her eyes, and called "Dad", "Father" and "Pascal". No matter how Qi Youfeng called, she couldn't wake up. Not long after she suddenly calmed down, she began to dance again. If it weren't for the five coffins on the stage where she was, Qi Youfeng might still be in the mood to appreciate the tender but lively dance posture of every year.

Niannian and Qi Youfeng did not summon the Hu God, nor were they stopped by the Hu God, but collapsed into the underground with the temple.

Perhaps the quantitative change caused qualitative change, and the temple's external radio expansion function finally collapsed, and brought the two people in the temple into the pit together.

The earth was shaking, the mirror was broken, and the clock fell suddenly disappeared. After the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared, Nian opened his eyes in Qi Youfeng's arms and hurriedly got up to see Brother Feng's condition.

The moment the temple collapsed, Qi Youfeng protected Niannian in his arms, withstood the falling bricks and stones, and withstand the impact of falling from the ground.

Qi Youfeng spread his limbs and lay on the ground to breathe. Fortunately, this is a game, and he can still have a trace of blood left in his skin to survive, but this smash and fall hurts!

He knelt beside Qi Youfeng every day, wanting to help him up, but he was afraid that he would hurt him, so anxious that he didn't know where to put his hands, so he finally held Qi Youfeng's hand.

Qi Youfeng lay on the ground, turned his head and looked at her and smiled. He pulled his right hand, his eyes facing each other. Every year he leaned on his upper body slightly, and his other hand supported the ground to prevent himself from falling on Qi Youfeng.

Qi Youfeng looked at Niannian, who was so close to her, and his right hand became tighter and tighter. Finally, he loosened it. He held Niannian's hand and placed it on his lips, and gently kissed the back of her hand.

Niannian only felt her brain explode, and the small piece of skin she was kissed instantly became hot, and the blush burned from the back of her hand to her face. She quickly pulled her hand back and stood up, turning her head and didn't dare to look at Qi Youfeng who was smiling happily.

Unexpectedly, she turned her head and saw something unexpected and discovered the secrets underground of the temple.

This underground is actually a complex cave, with strange stalagmites intertwined like canine teeth, a small path hidden in it, turning into the darkness.

I got up every year, first around the golden bell standing in the soil for a few times, and then climbed up the large pieces of stones and square bricks scattered beside me. Fortunately, I was standing at the door at that time, so I was not smashed into the soil by these big stones.

Qi Youfeng sat beside a big rock, waiting for his health to recover, and looked helplessly at Nian who suddenly became overly active.

He looked up at the big hole above his head, thinking about how he would go up for a while. Every Nian's cloak was floating with a float, and she could fly up, but it seemed that this float could not be brought by people, right?

"Brother Feng?" Niannian sat on a big rock opposite and waved to Qi Youfeng.

"Hmm?" Qi Youfeng stood up with the stone and walked towards Niannian.

"Are you okay?" Niannian jumped down and met Qi Youfeng.

"I can't die." This is definitely true, but there is nothing on his body that doesn't hurt.

"Then you have a rest, I'll go over there to see." Niannian still didn't dare to look at him, poked his finger back, turned around and was about to run.

"etc."

Looking back every year.

Qi Youfeng stretched out his hand and said, "I'm not relieved if you run around by yourself."

Nian Nian scratched her head, whispered softly, and sat aside.

Qi Youfeng withdrew his hand, sat down next to Niannian, and quietly closed his eyes. Niannian was about to count the stones at his feet, but he found that Brother Feng had neither brought her hand nor spoke, so he secretly tilted his head to look at him.

He breathed a sigh of relief every year and his hands and feet relaxed. It turned out that he was offline.

Nian leaned on her chin and looked at Qi Youfeng's face quietly. She seemed to have never looked at this person carefully.

As I looked at it, Niannian suddenly felt the back of her hands burned, and the strange feeling just now jumped into her heart again. Niannian flattened her mouth, and the more she thought about it, the more she became, the more she became more and more panicked, so she simply stretched out her hand and pulled Qi Youfeng's face.

"It looks like an honest man, but it turns out to be a bandit hooligan!" Niannian said viciously, pulling Qi Youfeng's face and twisting it, looking at the redness with satisfaction.

It seems asymmetry?

He kept doing it all the time, and every year he pulled the other side's face and twisted hard, "Bandit!"

"I'm a bandit."

Blink every year.

"What? When we first met, didn't you know I was from the bandit village?"

Blink again every year.

"How long will you hold my face?" Qi Youfeng was helpless.

"Ah!" Nian Nian screamed, hiding her hands behind her back.

"Are you hiding a tool for committing crime?" Qi Youfeng saw it and found it funny.

She was speechless every year. Only then did she take care of her shyness and said annoyedly, "Why are you online so soon?"

"I'm unreasonable~ I didn't say how long I'm going to go offline, right?" Qi Youfeng said with a grievance.

"Then why don't you say it?" Niannian gritted her teeth and made trouble.

"How can I catch the little bad guy after I said it?" Qi Youfeng raised his eyebrows, frowned, forced Niannian to the edge of the big stone behind her, supported the stone wall with one hand, and looked down slightly in a slump of Niannian.

Looking up at him, Nian Nian was a little stunned. The person in front of him blocked the sky light above his head, and his whole face was hidden in the shadow, and he felt a sense of oppression that made her breathless.

Qi Youfeng, who was having a psychological struggle, looked at Niannian who was slipping away from the other side, and smiled and shook his head.

"I went offline to eliminate the negative state on my body." Qi Youfeng stood up and explained.

Health points can be recovered by taking medicine and rest. Although he does not have any serious external trauma, the pain inside does not subside so quickly. Going offline to refresh the system is the most convenient and quick way to relieve pain.
To be continued...