Popular recommendations: Emperor Lin Hongmeng’s Heavenly Way Punishment of Evil Orders: Pet beasts are just for me to tie up with bonds

After the wind blew, the weeds that had grown and grown on the man's face were shaking around by the wind. The people lying on it seemed to be sucked tightly by the weeds, and they would not fall off the weeds at all, and were blown to shake with the weeds, as if they were part of the weeds, and the weeds were like an extension of their light bodies.

Sometimes the weeds are bent very hard by the wind. Those who seem to be integrated with the weeds also bend with the weeds. The degree and direction of the bend are some of the normal conditions that ordinary people cannot do. Even if someone can bend that way, it will not be like the blue armored people on the weeds. At this moment, those blue armored people give people the feeling like thin paper strips.

When they were shaken by the wind, all the blue armored people opened their eyes and blinked occasionally, but their eyes would not turn. Their eyes seemed to be fixed by fate and could not choose where to look.

"What grass?" The man with a handful of weeds on his left face asked the man with toothed arrows.

He replied: "No...I don't know..."

"You can't even see this?" said the man with a handful of weeds on his left face, "Do you think I'm asking you to guess the variety of this grass? Have you ever seen such grass?"

"See........." he replied.

"Have you seen it there?" the other party asked.

"Road... on the road..." he replied.

"Then don't you understand?" said the other party, "If you don't even know this, I don't have to say more to you, just..."

"Don't...don't!" He felt that the other party might have to do something that made him more painful, so he hurried to stop him.

"Then you said, what kind of grass are you seeing on the roadside?" asked the head of the man with a handful of weeds on his left face.

"Wild...weed." He replied.

The head with a handful of weeds on my left face said, "Then do you know what kind of grass is on my face?"

"So," he replied.

"What is it?" said the head with a handful of weeds on his left face, "Can't you say it's complete?"

He felt the pain and didn't want to continue talking, but because he was worried that if he didn't say it, he would do something that made him even more painful, he said, "It's also... it's a weed."

"What's on the weed?" the other party asked him.

"Man." He replied. He had discovered that the nails of the people on the weeds were blue. After he knew that those people were blue armored people, he actually no longer regarded those people as humans, at least not treating them as people like him. However, when facing the other party, he forced himself to say the word "man".

"Who?" asked the head with a handful of weeds on his left face.

"Blue...Ar...Man." He replied.

"Have you ever seen such a blue armored man?" the other party asked him.

"No." He replied.

"What's the difference between such a blue armored man and the one you've seen?" The head of the man with a handful of weeds on his left face continued to ask.

He said: "Can you first..."

"What first?" said the man with a handful of weeds on his left face, "I'll ask you what the difference is between a blue armored man like you and what you've seen? What are you answering?"

"I... hurt... can I..." Because it hurts so much, he paused when he said this.

"The Legend of Fairy Wood"

"Can you have anything?" said the other party, "Are you still hoping that you won't feel pain at this time?"
Chapter completed!