The Conjuror Xena: 149: Don’t laugh at dreams! (Two more)

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It is reasonable to say that the strong human race only realized the existence of the evil demon outside the territory for the first time after the end of the war, but as early as when the little Naduo was far from becoming the second demon ancestor, how could it be possible in the world of the demon? Human remains appear?

For the first time, the enchanting felt that she was trapped in Nadodo’s memory for a reason!

If it’s because of her intervention, Nadodo’s memory has shifted, but if what she sees now is the real scene in Nadodo’s eyes, then all this is very amazing!

Tongtian...sacred pillar!

What day does it pass? Enchanting raised his head, looking at the deepest part of the heaven. She could see nothing except the dim red sun.

Before the end of my gaze, there are windy sands and dark clouds covering the sun. Perhaps no one will ever see what is hidden on the other side of the sky.

Different from the enchanting hesitation and shock, the young Nadodo and the old Yam dug the sand excitedly. Although Xiao Naduoduo had never learned the use of illusion skills, he was so powerful that Fei Ye immediately dug to the bottom of the "sacred pillar".

"Wow! It really is a fetish."

Little Nardo shouted excitedly.

"Yam, you didn't lie to me!"

Because the patterns on the bottom of the stone pillars buried by yellow sand have not been worn down too much by the years, he saw many beautiful and strange totems. These strange totems throbbed him.

Looking down in the enchanting way, I saw more things related to the ancient human race, the formation of runes, the deformation of characters, and the various totems of divine beasts still living on the Primordial Yuan Continent.

Earlier than the ancient times, but it must be related to the ancient people! There is something in the heart that gently twitches the enchanting heartstrings.

"This is a tree."

Old Yam's fingers reverently stroked a tree-shaped carved flower, and the expression on his face couldn't be more excited.

"Also, this is all kinds of raw meat."

Puff! Raw meat! Enchanting!

The old blind man cheatfully touched the various monsters under the tree, and his saliva flowed down. In the eyes of the old blind man, these raw fleshy monsters without scales and furs must be a hundred times more delicious than the black stone behemoth.

"After eating these meat, will the women of the Demon Race have **** and big butts?"

The expression on Little Nadodo's face is exactly the same as that on Old Yam. Directly paste the halazi overflowing from the corner of his mouth on the black stone.

"Of course!" At least so big...no! It's so big! Old Yam drew with his pen solemnly, constantly overturning his predictions, until the distance between his hands was simply exaggerated.

"Yes, yes, yes... so big!" Little pervert's eyes burst.

So the two foolish souls went out of their bodies at the same time, dreaming about a better life in the future, squinting at the sky and giggling.

"Exit hahahaha..."

Laughter echoed in the sky. It gives people a very silly and naive feeling.

The enchanting stand beside them. Lost in thought. There is no more urge to leave this memory in my heart.

This is the sixtieth "Tongtian" **** pillar, and there are twenty-eight. It seems that this period of time is not very long for her now, because she has something to explore.

Year after year, as enchanting like ghosts behind the two dream-seeking fools, watching them commit two together, watching them fight for half a piece of meat, watching them being oppressed and ridiculed Squeezed out of wounds and mud but never lost faith...

She didn't know what answer Old Yam and Nadodo would find in the end.

I just know that this is Nadodo’s journey and also hers.

The names of Old Yam and Little Natathi spread among the demon wanderers. Of course, they are not good names. , Because everyone knows that there are two wandering lunatics doing nothing and daydreaming all day long. Obviously Xiao Na Tati has extraordinary strength, but he has refused the invitation of many powerful old demons. It is ridiculous that he will find something inedible with the old Yam who only knows fantasy all day long!

So the demons who have met in romance over the years have given old Yam and little Naduo two different names.

"Crazy Yam" and "Natati Bewitched".

The enchantment thinks this statement is wrong, because the demons have not seen it, and there is a "enchantment hidden in the dark" in the group who is inseparable.

Looking at the old Yam and Nadodo, the enchanting eyes are getting more and more complicated.

For Nadodo, enchanting is a strong heroine. But the great devil didn't know that when he was young, the mistress had already watched his changes and growth day by day.

The enchanting felt that if she saw the battle of the doomsday, it meant that she was the only witness of the death of the human spirit, then at this time, she was the audience of Nadodo's life journey before becoming the demon ancestor.

She is a shadow, watching the servant Na who hates and cares about her grow up day by day.

Get used to his existence, and even regard him as the most annoying and indifferent companion. The breeding of this kind of feeling is complicated and long and difficult to sum up in a few words.

Time, fetters, sharing... Feelings are a jar of wine brewed over the years after knowing and struggling and introspecting countless times.

When the wine first entered the throat, it was spicy, causing the internal organs and six abdomen to scorch, and then I felt that the eye sockets were a little wet, and the taste of the wine warmly permeated the body's limbs and stayed for a long time.

With countless killings, Little Naduoduo became a young and strong Natati warrior. His murderous aura became stronger and stronger, and it also overlapped with the evil Naduoduo in the enchanting memory.

She understood the entire world of demons through Nadodo and Yam. If her soul was born in this barren land, she would continue to kill. Killing made the world crazily like a locust. Newborn born after four years of age Immediately died in large numbers in the battle, and detained only the strongest fighters to divide and occupy the only meager resources in the world.

The strong pressure of survival makes this race far more suitable and selective than the primitive human race. In order for the demons to survive, they must become strong. Must fight day and night. Let the natural laws of the rule of things, like a high-speed machine, crush over the barren land again and again.

As a result, she heard the desolate marching horn that blew on the Demon Continent from ancient times to the end.

Life is a battle, and death is a battle!

War! war! war!

Although the enchanting still can’t forgive the Mozu’s irresponsible behavior for the invasion of Chuyuan and the ruthless introduction of war for thousands of years, as a human who loves her homeland and homeland, she understands the demons in a higher mood. The rule of survival of the clan.

That is one word...War!

Ten years...

Nadodo's left arm was completely sloughed and muscled, and his natural blood awakened. Even without a qualified pathfinder to teach him, he still undoubtedly became the outstanding fighter of his generation.

At this time, sixty-nine pillars were found.

Twenty years...

Sixty-five pillars of the heavenly sacred pillars were found, and the footprints of three dream-seekers traveled all over the world, from the long yellow sand to the poisonous swamp, from the polar iceberg to the flaming lava. The old Yam was so old that he had a rickety back, but he still supported his body with two-handed crutches.

In these twenty years, the enchanting seldom talked to Old Yam, because no matter what she said or did, Old Yam never showed the power they had when they first met.

Only one day when Nadodo was leaving, did the enchanting sit next to Old Yam, who was frowning.

"The seventy-fifth one. Has Yam found anything?"

Enchanting and uncompromisingly next to the old blind man, he asked gently while trying to smooth his wrinkled forehead with his fingers. But her outstretched fingers still penetrated through Old Yam's body.

In the past twenty years, the enchanting attitude towards Old Yam has gradually turned from disdain to respect.

Because no matter how ridiculous his dream is, a blind old demon can sacrifice everything for his dream, and he will be as firm as ever after twenty years. This alone moved her.

He is a great demon born for dreams.

What's more, although the blind old Yam has no experience in combat, he has an unexpectedly enchanting and wise mind. Putting aside those wretched and shameless little thoughts... he taught Nadodo how to think about how to be in desperation. Zhong still fights unyieldingly.

The enchanting sometimes listened to his teachings, and felt that his state of mind was slowly becoming... peaceful under the old Yam's wrinkled face.

Peace is not a cowardice, but an unbreakable mood. Just like water, it is the smallest existence in the world, but nothing can be as soft as water without breaking, magnificent and unassuming.

This is the way of heaven taught by old Yam to enchanting and Nadodo for twenty years.

Because of the strengthening of Naduoduo's strength, the skinny old Yam has also eaten fat and strong over the years, with a blushing face. Although death is getting closer and closer to him, he can see a transcendence in his face. The power of death.

Old Yam naturally couldn't hear the enchanting voice at this time. He just frowned deeply, and used a small iron sword to keep on the ground to read the ancient runes that had already been branded in his heart. With the knowledge and experience of Old Yam, the enchanting believes that Old Yam must have found something contrary to his original intention of excitement.

Amidst the enchanting and soft interrogation, Old Yam's back buckled.

There are countless speculations about the enchanting eighty-eight pillars of heavenly sacred pillars, but she is not eager to know, because at the end of this journey, time will tell her the truth.

Thirty years...

Eighty-one stone pillars are hidden in the most sinister area of ​​the demons world.

A plop. The heavy object fell to the ground.

"Yam! Yam!"

Naduo called out anxiously, and Old Yam was already sitting on the ground and couldn't stand up, with a struggling expression on his face. Yangshou is coming soon, and his body is exhausted so badly. Without the protection of the strong Nadodo, this blind old demon would have turned into a handful of loess in the barren world.

"Nattati, Yam can't walk anymore."

Old Yam's old and hoarse voice made the enchanting sad. Although no matter how powerful a summoner is, there is a day when his soul dies, but watching the people who get along with each other slowly towards death, this kind of repressive tranquility makes people feel sad.

"It doesn't matter if you can't walk! And the Demon King Natathi!" Nadodo patted his chest, and threw Old Yam on his back like a broken pocket.

"Yam, you promised me to touch the big **** witch together! Let's watch the treasure fall from the sky!" Nadodo's mouth trembled in pain, but his share was well hidden in his voice Compassion.

"Um! I promised!"

Old Yam's shriveled hands wrapped tightly around Nadodo's neck.

"Nattati...thank you."

Turbid tears overflowed from the blind eye.

"You have already become a fighter who can stand alone. You didn't need to worry about Old Yam. Old Yam took 467 years to find fifty-nine pillars, but you With the help of, I found the remaining 22 in 30 years. Without you, the old Yam can only die with regret in his life, so the old Yam will stick to it!"

"Don't say frustrating words! Maybe the power of the gods will come again, and the gods will reward you, the great hero who awakens the devil again, with a lifespan of 10,000 years!"

Naduoduo's vigorous figure flew past the distance! time! Time is precious!

The laughter of only two demons, "Haha, big breasts, big butts!" laughed in the air for a long time.

Forty years!

Nadodo’s face was completely sloughed, revealing an angular face. Although the enchanting look was pleasing to the eye, Nadodo himself was very dissatisfied, until one day he fought with a group of Blackrock Beast Kings and was soaked by one. The Poisonous Beast King picked out a hideous scar on his face, from top to bottom, from the corner of his eyes into the lower jaw, he was satisfied, and even because of the "handsome" scar, he happily scared out the poisoned black beast. The emperor was released. Very enchanting and speechless.

The eighty-eighth stone pillar was found. The wrinkles on Old Yam's brows were as deep as the cracked ground of the demons world. But he never told Natati's worries when he was meditating alone, who became more and more excited because his dream was soon to come true.

Nadodo went out to hunt again, leaving only Old Yam and enchanting sitting in a quiet pile of rocks.

Looking at the ugly old man speechlessly, his weakness was not pretended, he was not a powerful man, he was not a hidden master, he was not a mysterious old evildoer, and even more incompetent than the general demons. He is an old madman who is too weak in the demons world, and an old man who grows old rapidly in the years.

No one knows how long he will live.

For the next ten years? next year? Or... tomorrow?

Old Yam was panting, unable to chew the food left by Nadodo. Those complicated symbols are still drawn on the ground, and the symbols under his sword are getting closer and closer, with some power of the talisman that the enchanting can perceive.

"Oh! Isn't this crazy old Yam?" A sneer suddenly came from the enchanting ear of the blind man who was paying attention.

Looking up, she enchantingly saw a gray cheek of an old demon man, she vaguely remembered that it seemed to be a powerful old demon who wanted to take away Nadodo on the sixtieth pillar of the sky 40 years ago. People kiel.

For the sixth-order God of War, forty years hasn't changed that old demon's face much. But for Yam, who was only a Tier 1 God of War, forty years was enough to make him unable to even lift a cane.

The enchantment was immediately stopped between Old Gere and Old Yam. If possible, she would break Gere’s neck when he said the second sentence!

"Cough cough cough cough..." Old Yam coughed, raised his head and fell into silence, his proud hearing aging with time.

"Who are you?" Yam couldn't even recognize that the demons who walked in front of him were acquaintances who had a relationship.

"Hahahaha! Old Yam, why are you so weak that you are not dead yet?" Old Gere laughed wildly, and walked forward over the enchanting and trembling body and faced Old Yam's blind eyes fiercely. A kick!

Boom!

Beep!

Yam, who couldn't even stand a gust of wind, naturally staggered to the ground immediately, the magic horn knocked in two on the ground. Blood spilled out of his mouth.

"Hahahaha!" Kiel laughed madly.

"Old Yam, you are such a trash! Back then, I was forced to leave the younger generation I admired. Don’t you know that Kiel, I am a famous guide in Knuckles City? I was taught by me. None of the younger generations is lower than Tier 5! It is you who refutes my face!"

Kiel triumphantly pointed to a Tier 4 Demon boy beside him. He laughed and said, "I didn't expect to meet you today! Did you find the pillar? Is your lovely junior finally out of your mercy and away from you? A waste of food like you is simply not worthy of being born. Come out!"

"Let me end your pain!" Keel is really an old crazy demon who must be very narrow-minded. It has been forty years that he has not forgotten that he has fallen into trouble when his opponent is weakest. While grinning, he brought his new companion to Yam who fell on the ground!

In the face of the unprovoked beating, the old Yam didn't say a word of begging for mercy, but when he heard that Keir was about to forcibly deprive him of his life, the old blind man's face suddenly appeared extremely panic!

"Master Kiel, Master Kiel." Regardless of his broken magic horns, Old Yam humbledly got up, and kowtow again and again in pain: "Please, let Old Yam make a living. My dream will be right away. To be realized! Please, killing Old Yam is easier for you than killing a Blackrock Cub, but Old Yam needs one more day of life, which is precious to me! Tomorrow, tomorrow I will be able to find the eighty-eighth pillar, and happiness will once again lead the demon earth."

Old Yam's stammering and hurried pleadings caused Kiel and his companions to laugh wildly.

"Ahahahahaha! A madman is a madman! I am so obsessed! I laughed so hard! I really laughed so much that my stomach hurts!"

"The happiness of the Demon Race? The Demon Race is very happy now! Unfortunately, you are an old lunatic who does nothing and does not work hard to cultivate. There are too many lazy scum like you, and the Demon Race will be unfortunate!"

Kiel laughed loudly while instructing his accomplice to practice his hands with the life of Old Yam.

"It's boring, such a weak old guy is not as good as a grown-up Blackrock beast." The boy who was walking with Kiel took out the silver knife on his waist.

No!

The enchanting gritted teeth, just want to immediately incarnate the demons and tear the two villains in front of them to pieces!

The moment she thought like this...

Crack!

The sneer of the demon boy who had just revealed the silver knife was frozen at the corner of his mouth. The body suddenly split in half!

"You are not allowed to laugh at Yam and my dream!"

Nadoduo, who was surrounded by the majestic dark spiritual power, walked from a distance with a gloomy face! Step by step, the burning body melted the gravel on the ground into a river!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

How is it possible!

Why is that kid still with Old Yam? Why...Why can he be promoted to the terrifying Tier 8 God of War following Yamu's trash?

"No..."

Before the word was finished, Keir's silver-gray body exploded into blood mist in the sky!

"This is a dream! Don't let you **** trample!"

A kingly aura suddenly erupted from Nadodo!

Looking at the broken magic horns of Old Yam, Nadodo couldn't fight the momentary death of Kiel and his wicked apprentice to kill another ten thousand times!

He hugged Old Yam's body with scarlet eyes.

"Yam, Yam, the last pillar has been found, and our dream will come true! I will take you now, you must hold on!"

The magic horn is broken, like five internal injuries. For Yamu whose vitality is already low, this is enough to make him die immediately, but the old Yamu just bit his lip and seriously treated Nadodo. Nodded firmly.

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