Fast through the cannon fodder of the mission to counterattack

Chapter 2745
She ran so fast that the patriarch could only smile at Meng Li with a trace of apology, and then chased after her.

"Master, ask her for love..." Wan Xing wanted to ask if he should go after her.

Meng Li shook his head: "Let her go."

"I'll leave right away, maybe she can feel better this way." Meng Li said.

"Let's go." Meng Li walked up to Po Luo, walked a few steps, she reluctantly turned her head, glanced at You Yun, Wan Xing, Wu Xiang, and Zhuang Ran, and said, "Wait for me, I will be back .”

"Okay." Wan Xing broke down in tears, and You Yun was also extremely sad.

Meng Li turned his head and stopped looking at them. He followed Po Luo and the others. After walking a long distance, he couldn't see home when he turned his head.

Shifanling is always by his side.

Meng Li said suddenly: "I actually forgot to keep my three spirit trees."

It should be left for Wan Xing and the others. Meng Li was considering whether to send it back. Shi Fanling said: "It's all gone, don't think about sending it back to make them sad again."

"Come back to them next time." Shi Fanling said.

Meng Li thought about it: "Okay."

"If I can't come back next time, you can give it to them for me."

Shi Fanling shook his head: "You can't come back, and I can't come here just for you. What do you think of me, running errands?"

"If you want to send it back, send it back yourself."

Now that Shifan Ling has some resentment towards him, Meng Li knows how to stop making him angry, and just nodded: "Okay."

"Where are we going next?" Meng Li looked at this direction, which seemed to be the direction to the Lingman tribe.

In the past, it was convenient and quick to use the power of space to go to and from the Lingman tribe. This time, I followed Poluo and the others, and it felt like a long time.

"You have to accept the power of hundreds of clans first, and the nearest one is the land of the Lingman clan." Po Luo stopped and said with a cold face.

Meng Li was silent for a few seconds, then asked in a puzzled way, "The patriarch Lingman was over there just now."

"You didn't leave with us just now." Po Luo said.

Meng Li: "?"

Shi Fanling sneered: "Maybe it's because of the sense of ritual. You go with them, and everything begins."

"I just can't be so hasty. I want to go to the family land. Is it a serious acceptance?" Meng Li felt a little funny again, and somehow felt that the wizards were a bit rigid.

So is that why they always walk slowly when they are not in a hurry?
Poluo said: "We must show our sincerity."

Meng Li pursed his lips. Is this the so-called sincere heart?

As a race that can spy on the secrets of the sky and be inspired by the vast will, Meng Li thinks that maybe the vast will can really feel the sincerity of their god-witch clan.

It doesn't matter, just do what they say.

And their walking slowly, in fact, does not measure the land with their feet like the human race, but shrinks the land to inches. It is different from building a passage to go directly, and having a walking movement is more time-consuming and laborious than building a passage to go directly.

If you really walk step by step, you have to go to what year and month, and the space inside is relatively vast.

It's just that they can't build a channel directly, and in Meng Li's mind, they just walk slowly.

When they arrived at the land of the Lingman clan, the patriarch had already returned to the clan land, Wen Qing was the main body, Meng Li came, Wen Qing's main body didn't respond at all, it seemed that he didn't know Meng Li was here.

The patriarch also returned to the main body. Seeing Meng Li and the witches together, the patriarch said kindly: "I probably guessed that you would come here first."

Poluo said: "As the patriarch of the Lingman clan, you should empower Mengli and agree with her."

The patriarch nodded without hesitation: "I'm ready."

Meng Li stared at Wen Qing's body in a daze, this little girl was unwilling to see her, but she just ran away without taking Wu Xiang away.

I don't know if Wuxiang can find it, maybe I will pick it up after I calm down a little bit.

"Please dedicate the purest power of your clan." Po Luo said to the patriarch.

Patriarch: "No problem."

"Please prepare to accept the power of all races." After Po Luo said this to Meng Li, the rest of the witches surrounded Meng Li. Po Luo took out a bottle of dark brown liquid and drew a picture on the ground. A weird totem appeared, and she said to Meng Li, "You are right on top of the totem, don't move."

This posture reminded Meng Li of what happened to Shi Zhi last time. At that time, she felt extremely uncomfortable when she was next to her, and Shi Zhi who was surrounded inside screamed. There was a trace of fear.

"Don't be afraid, there is no such pain." Po Luo comforted.

But Meng Li was not comforted, and Po Luo said that there was no such pain, but it would still be very painful.

It's just that I've already decided to take this path, it doesn't matter if it hurts or not, Meng Li stood on top of the totem, and Po Luo said: "Sit cross-legged, get rid of distracting thoughts, and have no distractions."

Meng Li obeyed, the witches around held hands, they chanted incomprehensible incantations, and the totem under her body began to heat up, a force burst out from the ground and rushed into her soul , made her soul become extremely hot, she felt as if she was sitting on fire, and the spells spit out by the witches seemed to carry power, and each word seemed to be transformed into entities and smashed into her consciousness from the top of her head Hai, the pain was so painful that she was about to explode.

Meng Li was in unbearable pain, so she just begged these witches to recite less spells. These spells made her feel extremely painful. Just as she was praying for this, she found that the power of the totem under her body was getting stronger, more rigid and violent. into her soul.

She was in pain, and she wanted to cry out in pain, but she thought of asking for love, so she held back.

She can yell unscrupulously and recklessly to vent her pain anywhere, but she must not be here.

I can't let Wenqing know that I am in such pain, and if I bear it without shouting or talking, Wenqing probably won't know that it is so painful just to accept the so-called power of a hundred clans, let alone forging swords afterwards.

Meng Li endured it desperately, and after about a quarter of an hour, the power of the ground totem rushing in gradually decreased, and the sound of the spell gradually decreased, and Meng Li felt much better.

The sound of the incantation became smaller and smaller until it was gone, and the totem on the ground gradually ceased to be hot, and the wizards dispersed, leaving Meng Li sitting cross-legged in it without any strength, staggering, as if the next second about to fall.

Meng Li just wanted to lie down. She was too tired and didn't have the strength to stand up. Po Luo praised her for not making a sound of pain during the whole process. She said, "It's a bit patient."

Shi Fanling glanced at her, and Po Luo said to Meng Li: "The Lingman tribe has given you the pure power in their tribe, you need to thank him with sincerity, the more sincere you are, the vast will will bless you smoothly .”

(End of this chapter)