Water vapor rose from the swamp, and a wisp of green smoke slowly floated more than ten feet high before being blown away by the breeze.
Mr. Crow stood on the stump of a dead tree that had been dead for a long time, squinting his eyes and looking around vigilantly, sparks constantly spurting out from his mouth. His feathers were slightly raised, ready to pounce and kill at any time.
Compared with the extremely vigilant Crow Lord, Manman was much more relaxed.
Manman, with a face full of mud, was lying next to a bonfire, squinting and staring at several mud balls wrapped in mud in the bonfire. This was how Ji Hao taught her how to roast a beggar's chicken. Just now, Crow Crow had hunted a few birds in the swamp, and Manman made these mud balls with great interest.
Zhu Rongbao ran over with a long halberd in his hand, and three Witch Kings of the Zhu Rong clan hurriedly greeted him: "Brother!"
Zhu Rongbao nodded to several soldiers of his own race, glanced helplessly at Manman who was lying next to the bonfire like a greedy cat, solemnly walked towards Shaosi who was sitting by the bonfire, and bowed to her with his hands raised.
"Shao Si, within a radius of five hundred miles ahead, there are thirteen villages, large and small. The number of people ranges from thousands to tens of thousands. Their strength is only ordinary."
Before he finished speaking, a piece of turbid mud in the swamp nearby suddenly started churning, and a giant insect shaped like an earthworm with a blue body rushed out of the mud. Its big mouth, which was a foot wide, came towards Zhu Rongbao with an unpleasant fishy smell. Swallowed it in one gulp.
Zhu Rongbao raised the halberd in his hand and was about to take action when the Crow Lord flew over with a large firelight. His wings twirled like a sharp knife and cut the big insect into dozens of pieces.
After shouting "quack" a few times, the Crow proudly pounced on the minced meat and clawed at it, grabbing eight dark blue "demon pills" the size of a fist from the minced meat of the big insect. Crow Crow grabbed a demon pill with his claws and examined it carefully, then shook his head in disappointment and threw it to the ground casually.
If it is a fire-attribute demon elixir, it will be very beneficial to Mr. Crow after he swallows it.
However, the demon elixir with the water attribute is like poison to Mr. Crow, and the benefits of swallowing it are not as good as the harm to him.
The young master put away the eight demon pills one by one with a smile, and said to Mr. Crow with a smile: "These things are worth a lot of money if you take them back to Pusaka. Mr. Crow, since there is such a water-based demon pill here, , then there must be those with fire attributes... It’s just that we are unlucky and haven’t encountered them yet.”
Zhu Rongbao nodded angrily: "Yes, this damn swamp is too steamy."
The three wizard kings of the Zhu Rong clan also shook their heads. They were in a swamp, with mud and sewage everywhere, and even a little green was hard to see. This kind of environment meant that Man Man was indifferent and didn't care about Ya Gong, Zhu Rong Bao and the three of them. The environment in the swamp is simply terrible.
"Bad luck!" Shao Si narrowed her eyes, a ray of divine light flickered in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and carefully grabbed a handful into the air. There was gray-white light flickering between her fingers, and as her fingers moved, tiny white lines in the void suddenly lit up.
These white threads are floating in the air like spider silk. In this swamp, countless white threads are intricately entangled together. Looking along the gray-white light on Shaosi's hand, one can see that the entire swamp is messed up by these. The white line is shrouded in it.
Each white line represents the life trajectory of an indigenous person in the swamp. They have been in this swamp countless times, so they have left their traces in this swamp. Even if a long time has passed, as long as these people are still alive, these white lines will not disappear.
After Shaosi received the blessing from Si Ming, her witchcraft and magical powers improved by leaps and bounds again, and she could now attack along the life trajectories of intelligent creatures.
"There are a lot of people in this swamp." Shao Si flicked his finger on a white thread, and a ray of gray-white fire burned on the white thread, and the faint light held up a small curtain of light. The face of an indigenous boy with light blue skin and a very delicate appearance appeared in the light screen.
Shaosi recited a spell in a low voice, and dexterously made one weird witch mark after another around the face of this indigenous boy with his fingers.
Black thunder clouds appeared quietly in the sky, but Shao Si's aura was as obscure and invisible as Tai Si's. The thunder light flashed in the black clouds for a while, but no trace of Shao Si's existence could be found. After a quarter of an hour, , this black cloud finally dissipated helplessly.
"First we must learn the language and writing of these indigenous people, and then we must find Ji Hao as soon as possible." Shao Si said softly: "We must gather together to be safer. But the world is so big, and the distance between us is one It’s more than 100 million miles away, and if we want to find Ji Hao, we need better luck.”
Frowning his brows, Shao Si said softly: "Have you noticed? After entering this world, not only our power has been suppressed, but even our luck has been suppressed. So these days I ask everyone not to Don’t act rashly, because if you do, you may be in trouble.”
"It's just that I have figured out some things in the past two days. For example, I can still plunder the luck of the indigenous people here and add it to us. As long as our luck gets better, then we can Everything will go smoothly.”
Zhu Rongbao and the three Witch Kings of the Zhu Rong Divine Clan looked at Shao Si in awe.
The power of luck, or the power of fate, is one of the most unpredictable and magical forces of time. Shaosi has mastered this kind of power, which makes Zhu Rongbao and the others very envious, but at the same time they are extremely happy in their hearts - Shaosi is from their own camp!
Shaosi recited a spell, and the young man's face became blurred in the small light screen.
A faint white light flowed towards Shao Si along the white line. This white light was the boy's luck. Immediately afterwards, more and more white light flowed along the white line. This was the luck of the boy's direct relatives...
After a cup of tea, the power of luck flowing along the white line was like water in a water pipe. This was the luck of the people of the tribe to which the young man belonged.
A quarter of an hour later, the power of luck flowing on the white line had turned into a stream about a foot thick. The luck of the foreign friends that the young tribesmen knew also flowed towards Shao Si due to the mutual contact and entanglement of their fates. come over.
An hour later, the fortunes of all the natives in the swamp began to converge towards Shaosi, and the white light turned into a large river more than ten feet thick. From one person to all the natives in the swamp, the power of destiny controlled by Shao Si is really frightening.
Shaosi's fingers kept changing the witch seals, and white talismans kept flying into his body, as well as Man Man, Zhu Rongbao, Ya Gong and the three witch kings.
Everyone felt that their bodies seemed to have suddenly become much lighter. Suppressed by the power of the world, they could only exert less than 10% of their power, and suddenly they were able to exert less than half of their normal power.
Not only that, everyone feels that they have become much closer to the world. The world that originally felt very cold and alien to them actually has a bit of warmth like a mother's embrace.
Two hours later, there was not much luck flowing through the white line.
Shao Si smiled softly and pointed in a direction: "This way, Ji Hao must be in this direction!"
Saturday, take a little rest.
I have gastrointestinal problems, stomachache, huddled in front of the computer and groaning. I’m depressed. It’s the third update today. Please give me more recommendation votes to appease my fragile stomach.
It may be that I ate too much chili pepper, or maybe I ate something bad. Who knows
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