The years when I would transform

"Attention, all passengers. Attention, all passengers. The special bus from Pearl City to Sunset Mountains is about to leave. Please take other people's luggage, take other people's wives, and try to carry flammable and explosive items, because this This special car will be escorted by a powerful person from the Shenqiao realm..."

The special car started, Wang Xiao and Doraemon became friends, and Frevogon became a resentful man next to him, still a resentful man who acted as a translator.

"I used to have a friend. He was different from you. He was a big tree. Because we had a very good relationship, he gave me a lot of fruits." Wang Xiao's words were very sincere, and people who don't understand are really He thought that the tree people on Hanging Island were good friends with him.

"Sabi!"

Frevogon lay on the seat with a massage function, enjoying the massage while translating, "He said where is your friend?"

The tree people are on the hanging island.

But Wang Xiao couldn't say that. What if Doraemon asked where the Hanging Island was again, how would he answer?

So Wang Xiao made nonsense without blinking an eye: "I was on a space voyage, lost my way, and crash-landed on a strange planet. I met a tree-man friend there. Later, he tore apart the space and took my spaceship with me. Sent that planet away.”

"Sappy! Sappy! Sappy!" Dorat's voice was very low, and he lowered his head, as if he was very sad.

Translator Frewogon translated again: "The strength of the tree man who can tear apart space must exceed the Shenqiao realm. He should be dying soon, otherwise he would not exist in the form of a tree. Our ancient tree tribe can only survive before death." Only then will it turn into a dead tree.”

"Well, don't get me wrong. In fact, he was just injured..." Wang Xiao saw Doraemon's sad look and comforted him, "His body was recovering when I left, and he won't die."

"Sabi, Sabi, Sabi, Sabi!" Dorat was very excited, and green branches actually grew on his body.

Frevogon continued to translate: "Great, the light of the tree god will definitely shine on that tribe. Since that tribe is willing to give you the fruit, it proves that you are a person worthy of his trust, and that we, the ancient tree tribe, can trust The smell of tree fruits on your body proves everything."

What does four Shabi mean? So much?

Frevogon is such a talent, it all translates.

Wang Xiao said shamelessly: "I have a life-long friendship with that tree-man friend. At that time, I didn't want the tree fruit, but he insisted on giving it to me. I couldn't do it if I didn't want it. I asked for one, but the tree-man friend turned out to be He was not happy, but he had to give me ten pills, and it was hard to refuse such kindness. In the end, I also left him the most precious serum of our Yanhuang tribe, which is a symbol of friendship."

A man's mouth, a liar.

Especially someone like Wang Xiao who once struggled at the bottom of society.

Sometimes I can't believe even a single punctuation mark in his words.

In this way, Dorat kept chatting with Wang Xiao along the way, Frevogon kept translating, and Wang Xiao kept deceiving.

When the special car arrived at the Sunset Mountains, Dorat and Wang Xiao were about to become alien brothers...

As soon as Wang Xiao stepped out of the special car, a chilly mountain breeze rushed towards him, making him shiver involuntarily.

He looked up and saw the Sunset Mountains towering toweringly. The peaks were covered with thick white snow, like silver pyramids, shining with dazzling silver light under the sunlight.

On the mountain range, green pines and cypresses stand tall and straight, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The peaks are scattered in various directions, some towering into the clouds, while others stretch gently, like the back of a giant dragon.

There was a lot of people around, and there were many simple tents. These were evolvers from various races. Some evolvers had already entered the Sunset Mountains, and some were waiting for the secret realm to be opened before entering it.

Frewogon sat on Doraemon's shoulders, and the two of them walked to Wang Xiao. Frewogon said to Wang Xiao: "Brother Wang, do you want to come with us?"

Wang Xiao looked at Frevogon sitting on Doraemon's shoulders and was a little dazed for a moment. This scene looked so familiar...

"Brother Wang?" Frevogon looked at Wang Xiao and spoke again.

"Ah, okay, no problem. It's my honor to be with you two." Wang Xiao came back to his senses, smiled and nodded in agreement.

In the mountains, an ancient tree tribe that is proficient in jungle abilities and a pearl tribe that is proficient in assassination are definitely the best combination, and Wang Xiao has no reason to refuse.

Dorat raised his long arm and pointed at the mountain not far away, "Sabi!"

Frevogon said: "Doratte asks you, should we go in now or wait."

Wang Xiao looked at the majestic mountains not far away, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I think it's better to go in now. There is a mixture of fish and dragons here, and I am from the Yanhuang tribe. If my identity is exposed, it may cause some trouble."

Frevogon pulled out the green branches that had just grown on Dorat's head, bit it in his mouth, and said carelessly: "What are you afraid of? If anyone dares to cause trouble for us, I will kill him."

He does have the capital to say this. Although he is only half-step to the Mysterious Realm, he is proficient in assassination. If the assassination is successful, let alone the Mysterious Realm, even the evolvers of the Shenqiao Realm will be seriously injured.

"Sappy!" Dorat clenched his fist and punched several times, the force of the punch was gusty and extraordinary.

Dorat's words didn't need to be translated by Frevogon. Wang Xiao also knew what they meant. He cupped his fists and thanked him: "Thank you two brothers, but it is always a good thing to reduce trouble."

"Since you said so, Brother Wang, let's go in now." Frevogon nodded and said.

Dorat shook his fist again to express his approval...

Wang Xiao, Doraemon, and Frevogon walked together and entered the Sunset Mountains.

"Brother Wang, how much do you know about this secret realm?" Frevogon asked curiously after entering the mountains.

"I don't know much. I only know that the ability of the secret realm fluctuates greatly this time, and there must be good things in it." Wang Xiao told the truth, and what he said was all nonsense.

Frevogon nodded, "Indeed, the power fluctuations in the secret realm this time are extremely strong. It is said that even the strong people in the Shenqiao Realm felt the unusual aura. If we meet people who rob something, let's join forces to kill them first, and then divide the loot. ,how?"

There is a saying that goes well, if you say something ugly before you say it, it will no longer be ugly.

Frevogon is not Doraemon. Doraemon has a sense of intimacy with Wang Xiao and trusts him because Wang Xiao has the aura of tree fruits in his body.

But Frevogon is not. The reason why he is with Wang Xiao is firstly because of Doraemon who watched him grow up, and secondly because Wang Xiao is from the Yanhuang tribe.

It is said that most of the evolvers of the Yanhuang tribe can transform. After transformation, their combat power is extremely terrifying, and it is not uncommon to fight across borders.

Frevogon was naturally extremely happy to have such a powerful and mysterious Yanhuang tribesman traveling with him.

When Wang Xiao heard this, his heart moved. This was exactly what he was thinking, so he smiled and nodded: "What brother Frey said is absolutely true, and that's exactly what I meant."

Although Dorat did not speak, his fighting eyes already showed his attitude...

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