Thousand Miles of Knowledge: 188 Charl

Walking thousands of miles into the Dark Domain Demon Forest, followed by Charle with a drooping head, his space buckle has been confiscated for thousands of miles, and the large and small bags can only be resisted by himself. Although these weights were nothing to him, the left piles of piles and piles looked like a poor laborer who was oppressed.

Char hurried a few steps and walked to Qianli's side.

Thousands of miles ignored him. She held a grudge last night and decided to fight him coldly so that he could fully understand what "propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame" are!

"Thousands of miles, there is a special rule there." Char pointed forward and found a breakthrough.

At the beginning of a thousand miles, I didn't care, I thought Char was playing tricks, because so far, only she can "see" the rules of plants. Who would have guessed that by swiping at random with perception, I really found a magic pattern rule, which is small and meticulous, and it is indeed very special.

But how did Char find out? Could it be that he just said it casually, but he didn't see anything?

"Char, you help me get that rule."

Charle jumped up happily when he heard this, and accurately intercepted the rule.

Thousands of miles were stunned for a while, wondering if he could really see it?

"Char, how did you do it?" Qianli took Char and handed over the wooden branch and asked.

Char stretched out his hand, revealing the magic pattern on his right palm, and replied: "Since this appeared on my hand, I can clearly feel the inner energy running route of the magic plant."

Qianli took his hand and rubbed it carefully, both of them sensed energy fluctuations at the same time.

So the magic pattern on Char's hand has this effect? Wouldn't he be able to become a magic weave master in the turbid world? Magic will also have a place in the future. The laws of movement of all things in the world are indeed wonderful, and balance is everywhere.

Charle saw that Qianli's expression finally eased, and his emotions couldn't help but run high, thinking that the crisis had finally passed, but who would have thought that after dinner, Qianli would throw all the rules he had collected to him, and exhorted: "Describe these rules well, and each damaged one , then reduce the time you spend with me by 1 day."

Charle was terrified, pulled Qianli, and wailed: "Isn't it? Qianli, 1 day, 1 day? If I break three, won't I be able to get close to you for a month?"

Qianli nodded affirmatively.

"No!" Charles hugged Qianli and cried out in a shrill voice, "You can't be so cruel."

"I'm just so cruel." Qian Li took him off his body expressionlessly and said solemnly, "No work, no meat to eat."

Char covered his face, looked at Qianli sadly, and discussed: "One day is too long, how about one day?"

"Your discount is too harsh." Qianli snorted coldly.

"How about 2 days then?"

"No negotiation." Qianli pinched his nose and resolutely said, "If it's more long-winded, it will be changed for 2 days."

Charle instantly wilted like a frosted eggplant. He fiddled with the wood on the ground dejectedly, as if considering whether to crush it all.

"Do it well!" Qianli patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, and then sorted out his sleeping bag as if nothing had happened.

Charles pondered for a moment, secretly pondering that it would be better to fight for something real. So he approached Qianli again and said, "You can't just punish but not reward. If I do well, you should also reward me."

"Oh?" Chillage said, "What do you want?"

"For example, you give me 11 extra days of intimacy for every piece I complete."

"..." Qianli was speechless.

"Disagree?" Charl knew there was no drama at the sight of Qianli's expression, he could only retreat, "Then this way, every time I finish one piece, you will cooperate with me on the bed unconditionally. No matter what posture I want , you can't object."

Qianli's face became hot, and he gave him a fierce "stare".

"You can't refuse this time!" Charles straightened his back and said firmly, "If you don't agree, I won't work! Let these rules go to hell!"

As he spoke, he swept away a few wooden branches with his feet.

"Man." Qianli stood up and said with his hands on his hips, "Don't fail to learn it, the kung fu is getting better with each passing day!"

"It's all a thousand miles of teaching." Charles looked complacent.

Is she complimenting him? Thousands of miles of anger, he couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face.

Char looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and waited solemnly for Qianli to express his stance.

Qianli rolled his eyes and compromised: "Okay, as long as you do well, I will cooperate with you."

She didn't believe that Charle could master the characterization techniques so well, and she took a step back and said that even if he succeeded, she didn't think he could play so many tricks with such a straight personality!

The two negotiated the terms, one lay comfortably in a sleeping bag and slept, while the other squatted and described the rules bitterly.

Char is holding a wooden branch, his eyes are shining in the dark, and he is holding a carving knife, and the knife is windy - in order to increase his posture, he worked hard!

The next day, I got a good night's sleep and climbed out of my sleeping bag, full of energy.

Just as she was about to get up, she found Char squatting in front of her, revealing a set of white and straight teeth.

Qianli calmed down, and then showed a surprised expression. Char had three magic weapons in his hands.

"You...you're all done?" Qianli couldn't believe it.

Charl nods triumphantly.

"How is it possible?" Even if you ask, the facts are in front of you, and you can't believe it or not.

"How do you do it?"

Charle smiled: "I've been with you for so long, how can I have no experience at all? I often use you to collect spirit patterns for practice."

Thousands of miles only then remembered that when he used to work, Char would always stay on the side and fiddle with something. She only thought that he was drawing for fun, she didn't expect him to be practicing at all.

Charle has always been very good at learning. Before, he couldn't see the rules, so he always seemed to be doing nothing, but now, he is enough to master the characterization technique in a short time, and he has been accompanying her in this way for the past few years.

Qianli suddenly felt a little sour in her eyes, she ignored the corner, Char always looked at her silently, paid attention to her every move, and learned everything she did.

"Char, you are amazing." Qianli hugged him.

Char is smug, the corners of his mouth rise, and if he has a tail, he must also stand up.

"I won. Love love in the future, you have to listen to me!" Charle announced in high spirits.

Qianli suddenly froze, leaned over and asked strangely: "You acted so exaggerated before, but you have already won the ticket in your heart, right?"

Char's expression froze, haha ​​said: "How is it possible? Do you know how hard it is for me to be punished for 1 day? In order to prevent the tragedy from happening, I stimulated all my potential, and only reluctantly took these three The magic weapon is made."

A thousand miles are full of doubts.

"I haven't slept all night, you see, I have dark circles under my eyes." Char put his big face in front of her, pointed to his piercing eyes, and complained pitifully.

Qianli said indifferently: "Fake it, you just pretend? You actually learned to be black, and it's so natural."

"What is a black belly?" Char asked cautiously.

"It's full of bad water!"

Charle's grievance: "I'm so good..."

"Damn it! Don't sleep with me tonight. Seeing how familiar you are with your portrayal, I will make use of it and give you more work to do."

"No!" Char said angrily, "I want to protest!"

"The protest is invalid."

Char sat on the ground angrily, looked at the magic weapon in his hand, and then looked at Qianli, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said: "Wait! Qianli, you are changing the subject, and you want to play a fool if you lose. ?"

Qianli was silent, and the corners of his mouth twitched invisibly.

"We made an agreement before that if you lose one piece, you will reduce your intimacy time by 1 day. If you complete one piece, you will cooperate with me once! I have successfully made three pieces." Char stretched out three fingers solemnly, "You can I can't go back on my word, I always remember it!"

This guy is getting harder and harder to fool.

Qianli coughed and said, "How could I go back on my word? The environment in the dark realm is not good, I will talk about it when I go back."

"Let's go back?" Char squinted and said without backing down, "There is no location limit when we make an appointment, you have to listen to me!"

"Could it be that you still want to fight in the open air?"

"I don't like field combat, I can do it in water."

"You must not be me Char." Qianli's face was blue and black.

"Don't struggle, I'll do my best." Char said with fingers crossed, "I'll do the math, once in the water, once in the tree, and once in a beautiful cave."

Senri stood up expressionlessly, ignoring it.

"That's it!" Charles made his final decision, his eyes full of anticipation.

Qianli gritted his teeth secretly, and when he turned back to sleep, he gave him medicine to see if he still had the energy to make trouble!

"Thousands of miles, don't think about prescribing medicine, the medicine won't pour me."

"..." When did her lovely Char become so enchanting? This unscientific!

As for whether Char's plans have been realized, let it be a mystery for the time being. Everyone just needs to know that after a thousand miles, I haven't been to the dark realm for a long time...

A few days later, the two returned to Mingcheng.

The Holy City has sent several invitations, hoping that Qianli will participate in the final meeting and formally agree on the distribution of forces in each district.

Qianli didn't go there in person, but sent a representative of Uncle Ling to participate, because the southern district sent over the bodies of the sacrificed butterfly girls one after another, and only 32 people were recovered.

Qianli announced their names one by one, but did not disclose their identities, but sent obituaries to their relatives in private. Whether or not to reveal their identities is up to their relatives. Shia sent her a list with only name and age, obviously not wanting her identity to have a negative impact on her relatives.

As soon as this list was released, everyone in the outside world knew that the more than 100 butterfly girls were actually from Mingcheng. Their sacrifices aroused the blood of countless people, and also opened a gap for the stalemate.

The Holy City built a tombstone for these butterfly girls alone, and erected a sculpture named "Butterfly with Broken Wings" based on Shia.

[Brave girls, please rest in peace! The world will remember you because of your indomitable heart. ]

The author has something to say: I want to write a story about Charl's plan to do/love...

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