Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 351 The Mature Giant Tree

"It's ugly to eat..."

"I didn't expect to see such a scene when I first came here, so I said, don't do any international aid if you have nothing to do."

The old man in military uniform waved at the sucker puppet, switched places and stopped casting spells.

The neat military uniform that did not match the one after the disaster, the white-haired old man knelt on one knee, picked up the soil with his thumb and forefinger, and brought it up to his nose to smell it.

"Don't smell it! It's still raining, what can you smell?!" Baldy Chu slapped the old man's forehead, half kneeling on the ground, he was unprepared, and this slap directly caused his face and the ground to slam. In close contact, as a high-ranking general, he was disgraced. Fortunately, he didn't send a few people over, otherwise he really didn't know how to maintain a majestic image in front of his subordinates.

"Chu Guangtou! Even if you are not a member of the Central Military Department, I still count you..."

"Shh~"

"what happened?"

"Didn't you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"heartbeat."

"where?"

"I don't know, it's like the sea, I can't hear clearly, the surroundings are too chaotic." As he said, Chu Guangtou pressed his ears to the ground, and the old man who had been punched in the back of the head also followed his example and lay down on the ground.

Chu Guangtou's complexion has changed.

Both are members of the military.

But the central army's five senses are not at the same level as the local army.

Fighting outside the Anjie all the year round, their five senses and anticipation of danger are sharper than trainers in places like the Imperial Capital and Hangzhou, and Commander Chu is the best among these people, and can be selected as a frozen soldier. It is impossible for the commander of the bird crusade battle to not have the ability to surpass others.

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Han Hao stroked the withered bark, and the black clouds all over the sky had gradually dissipated, leaving only ordinary dark clouds.

The 48-day torrential rain was due to Rogia, not the weird black clouds caused by ancient trees.

It's not a good situation, but compared to the situation where even the signal was released a few hours ago, it's much better.

He witnessed another giant tree dying in front of him.

Maybe the death of this giant tree was a good thing.

The existence of ancient trees will only lead to fights.

Compared with the Frozen Bird at its peak, the Lightning Bird is obviously much worse. Whether it is thunder or one hundred thousand volts, it seems that it is not as good as the Frozen Light. Its strength should only be a little stronger than the ordinary king. The speculation of Raola's strength will also be overturned. This guy is not close to the strength of the champion at all, he is just an ordinary king...

"An ordinary king..."

-I found out that my thinking was unreasonable.

When describing the king of heaven, I added the word "common". Is the existence that was so strong and unreasonable in my own world view now easily accepted?

Feel the life passing away in the giant tree...

greedy.....

It's an extremely ugly thing...

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"The plan is completed, let me say congratulations in advance."

"No, the dark party's congratulations don't sound like good words."

"Don't say that, we are not big villains, but you have done a lot of things that both people and gods hate in our name."

"Your reputation is already rotten, and a few more crimes are completely acceptable." Said the woman wearing high heels. She was half a head taller than Guo Wenxuan. She was definitely tall and her appearance was impeccable. Visible purple thunder flashed on his body, and his seemingly slender limbs seemed to hide power that did not belong to humans.

The two stood at the wreckage of the main entrance of the Sydney Opera House, with a distance between them. The pangolin stood next to the man, with its head lowered, scratching something in the wet soil.

"Don't do it?" the woman said.

"It's not necessary. Besides, I may not be able to beat you."

"It's quite self-aware."

"Don't be inflated, I have killed a lot of your younger sisters."

"Oh? How are you sure you killed your sister?"

"It's just to transform people. What's the difference between a younger sister and an older sister?"

The corner of her mouth curled up in a sneer, and the woman moved the realization far away, "If I know the identity of my father, I'm afraid there will be a scene of a father-son breakup."

"If you think too much, you've broken up long ago, Beibei, it's time to go."

The pangolin stopped what it was doing, and threw a blue pendant from a shallow pit.

— Heart of the Ocean.

Treasures from centuries ago are treated like kitten playthings.

When the opera house could no longer be seen in the field of vision, and even the shape of the ancient tree gradually blurred, the pangolin handed the heart of the ocean to Guo Wenxuan.

I stroked the shape of the pendant with my thumb. Even with the aesthetics of men, this is a rare piece of art, but the man did not have the slightest nostalgia for it. He clasped his palms together, and there was an indistinct sound of glass breaking in his palms.

Flick off the shards of glass and what's left is a feather.

Pure white, as soft as goose feathers.

The mythical beast that once appeared in Europe came from Rogia deep in the trench. Its feathers left on the European land were made into pendants by Elizabeth's craftsmen. It was an extremely precious luxury accessory during the Sherlock period.

An ancient tree like an urban legend, ordinary people may just listen to it as a fabricated unofficial history.

But the dark party.

This group of people has been overlooking the history of mankind since Sherlock's time, and the intelligence network covers the hidden organizations of the entire security world.

"I don't know if it's true... Beibei... We've traveled so many places, and this time we're going to find another fake one. My mentality is going to collapse."

The pangolin ignored him and walked forward on its own.

"Tsk...don't talk? Aren't you excited? The Pokémon Ball that can capture time will be made soon. You don't know, Celebi is almost catching up with the original time god, It's a bit tricky to deal with...but don't worry, the real Time God can kill it, let alone a Time God backup?"

"The plan will be completed soon...Bebe...don't be sad, be happy."

The pangolin walked as usual, with no expression on its face, but the puddles on the ground reflected Guo Wenxuan's face in the light.

He was laughing, but uglier than crying.

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"Respond to me! Please! Respond to me!"

A strange sound echoed in my heart.

Out of nowhere.

His eyes moved to Sorolla beside him, and he had telepathy at the same time, but Sorolla didn't seem to respond to the voice.

"So, is the goal clear?"

I haven't seen its real body yet, but I can feel the huge energy.

Lugia!

Ever since he entered Sydney, he tried to enter his own space through the waveguide. He didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, but he never stopped calling.

Visible anger can be felt, but no malice appears.

Respond, or pretend not to hear?

The rainstorm is getting heavier and heavier, and you can feel the wonderful pain when it hits the top of your head. This is not a suitable weather for staying outside.

The location of the movie theater is a section away from the opera house, Han Hao suddenly felt a little regretful, maybe he shouldn't have come out alone.

(End of this chapter)