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In a blink of an eye, it was the [-]th day of the golden month. Ning Miao got up early and had a good meal. The two cubs were sent to Hu Ling's house, while Bai Bing was guarding the dharma in the outhouse.

Take out the accessories and Yuanjing from the golden circle ring one by one, and spread them on the animal skin bed. Ning Miao checked it one last time, and found nothing missing. I haven't slept on the Yuanshi bed for a while, and my body has become delicate, so I lie down. Sometimes I panic.

Close your eyes and sink into the sea of ​​spirits, the eighth-rank treasure, the heavenly secret, Master Ning is here.

"Ning Miao, do you know where the treasures of the March Continent come from?"

It's rare that the fish didn't call it long and short today, but it's a pity that the little clan witch was so shocked that his jaw fell to the ground at this time, he didn't notice the change of address.

The man in front of him was dressed in purple gauze, wearing a high purple jade crown, and his purple-red eyeshadow on his white face was charming and gaudy, his eyes flickered, and black air overflowed.

Damn it, where is the evildoer? !

East is undefeated?

"Fish, fish." Ning Miao swallowed hard, managed to regain her senses, and looked away cruelly, "Treasures, made by a master craftsman, where else can they come from?"

"There are no refiners in March Mainland."

"No?"

"All the treasures come from there." Gui Hai stretched out a finger pointing upwards.

"Above?" Ning Miao could not calm down, "Did it fall from the sky?"

"When I was young, I often heard a story from my grandfather. The sea flowed backwards, and a huge and magnificent city of gods rose from the Jinyue Trench. The gods brought civilization to the March Continent from the end of time and space. The kind and benevolent gods loved the orcs. To live a good life, free from wild beasts, the gods have given artifacts to his chosen tribes."

Ning Miao snorted, feeling that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm, "Sacred artifacts? Are these treasured artifacts sacred artifacts? Are all of them irreproducible? I'll go, global limited edition high order, cool."

"There is only one Ninth Grade Treasure Artifact in Northland."

"Oh, where?"

"The Temple of the Phoenix." Gui Hai said calmly.

"Ah? The Phoenix God is not a god. That place of god that can float in the air for thousands of years and is worshiped by all orcs is actually a treasure equipped with a floating device. Hehe, it's literally an aircraft carrier. One hundred points must be given."

"Tianji is an artifact handed down from generation to generation in the West Sea, but it's a pity it's not a battle-type treasure." Gui Hai stood with his hands behind his back, "Although I know how to use it, strange demons can't use it. , maybe, it was because I expected today to take advantage of you idiot. After saving brother, this deity will return the secret."

"Of course." Ning Miao covets treasures, [-]% of them are curiosity. After seeing them, they can still use them once. It's not difficult. Yu'er, you haven't shown it to me yet, what does Tianji look like?"

"I can't see it in the spiritual world. This deity will summon the secret to the real space, and then sacrifice half of your and my spiritual power to drive the treasure to run."

"Oh, it's okay, you can extract as much mental power as you want. By the way, according to the routine, the eighth-grade treasure appears in the world, shining for three thousand miles. Pay attention to what to do."

Ziyi Yu'er seemed to roll her eyes, because Ning Miao saw the purple eye shadow narrowing from wide to narrow, "Stupid, think too much."

Ning Miao let go of her heart and withdrew from the sea of ​​spirits. Yu'er's voice was indistinct, "Ning Miao, keep your heart."

What do you mean?

Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Miao felt his left hand getting hot, so he lifted it up to where he could see it, with the palm facing up, countless small granulation sprouts gushed out from the palm, and the black spikes at the top danced with black light.

The mental power was passing by so fast, Ning Miao resisted the dizzy feeling that his mind was empty, and stared at the granulation in his palm with wide eyes.

Above the granulation, a rectangular box slowly revealed its shape. It was a light blue long and narrow box with a slit in the middle.

The blue box suddenly opened from the gap in the middle, and a strange beam of light shot towards Ning Miao's chest.

The expected piercing pain did not come, and until the light beam disappeared, the little clan witch still did not respond at all.

Although he was mentally prepared to go through hardships and pains to get the cheat, but who would refuse it if he could get it easily, Ning Miao secretly rejoiced, the God of time travel, you are finally wise.

Happy for three seconds.

The box disappears, the granulation disappears, the excipients disappear.

Thousands of yuan crystals turned into powder.

No response, no response, no response.

It wasn't that there was no response. Panic hovered above her head. Ning Miao wanted to yell for help, but she couldn't open her mouth, make any sound, or even blink.

It's not that I don't respond, I just can't respond, I'm paralyzed!

What a fool, a vegetable?Conscious vegetative?

"Ning Miao, keep your heart."

Recalling Yu'er's words, Ning Miao finally understood. Does keeping one's heart mean to keep a clear mind all the time?When you are in a vegetative state and are incontinent, when the baby rushes to your side and calls daddy but can’t respond, the lord is so violent... the God of time travel, it’s the little one’s fault, I beg you to raise your hand and return the suffering and pain to the little one, Don't fix it.

After calling for fish [-] times in my heart to no avail, I tried to move my finger [-] times without any result, I kept opening my sore eyes and shed tears, who, who, help me?

Ning Miao didn't know how long it had been. The light in the bedroom was gradually getting stronger, and he was almost trying his best to rely on the instinct of a man of science and technology. At noon, Brother Bing should come in to check the situation because of worry.

The vast majority of people in the world have had the experience of being haunted by ghosts. They can't shout, can't move, and their consciousness seems to be locked in a foggy place. At this time, they will be extremely eager for someone to touch them to relieve their fear.

The ghost press usually lasts from one to three minutes, but Ning Miao persisted for several hours, not giving up, for the sake of the baby, for Bingge and Ayi, for Chiyuecheng and Yiyan clan, for dreams, for...shit However, Brother Bing will come in sooner or later is Ning Miao's real life-saving straw.

"Ning, Ning?" Brother Bing called softly outside the door.

After a while, maybe three to five minutes, Ning Miao felt that after a few centuries, I made a wish for 5 years in front of the Buddha. After 500 years, the orc opened the door and walked quickly to the big bed.

Wooooow, Ning Miao wants to cry. The monkey has been under the mountain for 500 years. Once he was rescued, he feels grateful to the person who saved him. Ning Miao feels the same way now, but he is forced not to cry. His eyes are about to go blind. Brother Bing, save him I!

Bai Bing noticed that something was wrong with the little female lying flat in the middle of the animal skin bed, "Ning?"

Facts have proved that Bai Bing is very reliable. The orc touched the little female's head and face, and the first move was to help Ning Miao lower her eyelids.

The stinging pain in both eyes made Ning Miao burst into tears again. Bai Bing wiped the tears from the corners of the little female's eyes with a soft cloth, and said softly, "Ning, can't you talk? Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Withdrawing the space separation technique, Bai Bing called out to the beetle guarding the door, "Xiao Chong, please Qing Miao."

The beetle has already broken through the middle stage of the inspiration realm. As a winged tiger of the wind department, the wind is blowing under his feet, and he runs very fast, bringing back the little priest Qing Miao in less than 10 minutes.