With the release of the Xianqing Pavilion news, more and more people knew the news.
The mainland, which has been calm for a long time, is about to come, and it seems that there is an inexhaustible haze. The migration of a large number of dragons and witches also seems to prove this, so many people who are well-informed and still have the ability to change early. Before appearing, the future was calculated.
And ordinary people's life is not so easy-
Under normal circumstances, there are occasional showers wherever the dragon passes.
Now so many dragons are acting together, and winter is the season of snow, the weather is even worse, hail and rainstorms are falling down like no money, not to mention how many crops in the fields were killed, and some houses were built. There are also ordinary people whose homes are destroyed.
Moreover, the Wu people like to plunder, and every time the troops assembled by Ao Qin and Wu Yao go to a place, they will die along with them. It's just that Ao Qin was in a hurry to hurry, and Wu Yao still had some binding force on his subordinate Wu, which did not cause a large number of casualties.
The people from the Dragon Race and the Witch Race rushed to the Demon World, and the people from the Monster Race and the Special Life Alliance were already on their way to Efa.
At the same time, some scattered monsters and strong men also made up their minds to go to Efa one after another, and more people who were cursed chose to give up this opportunity.
Yifa is in the devil world, and the climate is also very poor. Without a certain strength, there is no way to rush past.
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The day after Mr. Long left, Mu Wanwan, who had been in seclusion and alchemy all the time, experienced physical exhaustion and mental exhaustion.
She put away the elixir she had just refined, and just as she wanted to stand up, she felt weak and weak in her hands and feet, and she couldn't lift her arms.
Mu Wanwan looked down at her palm, and felt that her fingertips seemed to become transparent for a moment. She blinked, and her fingertips returned to normal. It seemed that everything just happened was just her hallucination, but her hands and feet were still weak.
She gritted her teeth and finished refining the elixir in the furnace. After she put it away, she supported the table and chairs with soft footsteps, noticing that the big Mao Jiu on the side was nibbling on the spiritual stone, and a smile crossed his eyes.
Mengmeng has grown a bit bigger, and her hair has changed a lot recently. Those tiny black downs fell off, leaving soft pure white hairs. A very small cub.
"啾~" Mengmeng swallowed a spiritual stone, fluttered her wings and flew into her arms, imagining a flying flutter as usual.
Mu Wanwan also opened her arms as usual, but she couldn't hug Mengmeng, causing her to fall and squat.
"Jiu has gained weight." Mu Wanwan said jokingly.
"啾啾!" Mengmeng did not, Mengmeng is obviously very slim!
Mu Wanwan frowned indiscernibly, bent down and brushed his hair while looking inside—
The spiritual power in the dantian is almost used up, and the meridians seem to have become more transparent.
Her head hurt a little, and Mu Wanwan rubbed her forehead. This should be her illusion. She practiced alchemy and made her meridians and body transparent, so it was impossible.
"啾?" Mengmeng tilted her head and rubbed her palm, as if to comfort her when she noticed that she was in a bad mood.
Mu Wanwan scratched its chin, feeling that his hands and feet had regained some strength, he looked down at the small dragon horn hanging on his neck, which was still shining faintly, and heaved a sigh of relief.
Mr. Long, it should be fine, and there is no danger.
Mu Wanwan reached out and gently held the dragon's horn, which was half warm and half cold because it was infected with her body temperature, and gently touched it on his lips.
She sat for a while, stood up and prepared to go out. Chi Yan said before that she was going to leave, has she already evacuated? And the person who first got the news and wanted to exchange the medicine pill should have already arrived, right
She thought, pushed open the door, and just walked into the corridor, when she heard a familiar voice behind her, "Bend."
Mu Wanwan turned around abruptly, and met Shang Jiuqing's peach blossom eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.
The ends of her beautiful eyes were curled up, her eyelashes were curled with little ice crystals, her red lips were curled up, and she was half-leaning against the door and smiling at her.
"Jiuqing?" Mu Wanwan couldn't believe her eyes and called her name tentatively.
"Stupid?" Jiu Qing straightened up, "Didn't expect me to come?"
"Yeah." Mu Wanwan was really surprised. Before she got the news of the Special Life Alliance, she knew more or less about Jiuqing's affairs in the Yaozu. She thought that Jiuqing would consolidate her position in the Yaozu.
Jiu Qingban raised her eyebrows and patted Mu Wanwan's shoulder, "It's not just me."
When her voice fell, Chi Yan walked out of the corner and looked at Jiu Qing helplessly.
Mu Wanwan was slightly startled, "Chi Yan..."
"Don't be in a hurry to be surprised." Jiu Qing took her arm and dragged her to the attic adjacent to the restaurant in Xianqing Pavilion.
"Uncle Chen?" Mu Wanwan looked at the familiar smiling orc, "Aunt Hua?"
"Girl." In the room, Aunt Hua was no longer so cold, and recovered a lot of energy, looking at her with a smile, "Why do you feel thinner."
Mu Wanwan touched his cheek subconsciously, his eyes were a little hot.
In this small attic, there are several old friends, how can they not be moved
Turns out they were not alone.
It turns out that there will still be people who care about them.
Mu Wanwan tried her best to hold back her tears, and felt a little ashamed of Shang Jiuqing's gentle gaze.
Jiu Qing clenched her hand and pointed to the people on the side, "These are the people of the Special Life Alliance."
"This is Master Mo Teng." Chi Yan gave a brief introduction, then pushed open the wooden window in the attic that was connected to the restaurant, and looked back at Mu Wanwan, "Most of it was because of your news. come."
"Everyone." Chi Yan shouted down, stopping the noisy voice, "Alchemist is here."
After the uproar, there was a long silence.
Mu Wanwan looked down and met a pair of eyes of different colors and from different races.
Those eyes, when they saw her, passed all kinds of emotions, some were relieved, some were relieved, and some even struggled.
Mu Wanwan looked at the more or less curse marks on their faces, tightened the Qiankun bag containing the medicinal pills, and a smile appeared on his lips—
There are a lot more people than she thinks, so even in the face of the dragon clan and the witch clan, there should be some resistance.
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After discussing with Uncle Chen and the others, Mu Wanwan divided the just-refined medicinal pills into open ones, because considering the number of people, she focused on refining a large number of low-level Huiling Pills and Exorcism Pills. .
Using these low-level medicinal herbs as early rewards can stabilize the military's morale.
After the pills were issued, only the third-order pills were left on her body.
According to what she and Jiu Qing discussed, these medicinal pills will be distributed cumulatively according to their contributions to fighting against the Dragon and Wu people.
Everyone is not dissatisfied with this. After all, it is very benevolent to get the benefits before facing the danger. Even, the first half-demon who got the medicine and used it immediately was very effective. Hope more intense.
The small medicine pill is like a hope to get rid of the curse and continue to live.
Everyone built the formation and enchantment in front of the inheritance entrance. In the next day, people and monsters came one after another. By the evening of the next day, Hairen and Haijiu of the mermaid tribe also arrived.
The last person to arrive was an elf with a bucket hat. He stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun. Ten miles behind, there were rolling dragon roars, as well as countless strange witch puppets.
Here they come.