Chapter 639： Before the Raiders

Qiao Xiu finished the barbecue made by Shiri, and some tired and Xi Li sat under the shade of the tree of the world.

"I remember the love and romance on the label "Beauty and Devil". The horror film means a movie that makes people feel fear?"

Shirley looked up at the silver-white leaves falling down, and chatted with Qiao Xiu about some irrelevant topics.

"Well... say it..."

Qiao Xiu looked over and looked at the caster who was sitting next to him. Perhaps it was Shiri’s recent reading of the Nolan Fashion Magazine written by the Dark Elves.

Her dress gradually evolved from the sturdy attire of the 'real combat' and the robes of the caster, gradually turning into a type that favors girls.

Today's attire is shorts plus white over-the-knee socks... Before Joe was busy dealing with those high elves who didn't notice Hili's dress.

Until now, Qiao Xiu had noticed that Hili’s body might make a certain type of person sin.

"How... what?"

Hilary felt the moment of Qiao Xiu's line of sight, and subconsciously grabbed the part of his skin between the knee socks and shorts.

She doesn't seem to be adapting to this girlish look.

"What is Hiroshi's horror movie for you?"

Qiao Xiu Qing cleared his nephew and asked a more serious topic.

Unlike the ghosts on earth, creatures such as ghosts exist only in human delusions. The undead of this world is real, and humans even have the profession of the undead mage.

Most of the horror films that Joshua knows are created by ghosts and ghosts.

"my words……"

“Imagine a scene that makes you feel scared.” Qiao Xiu continued to add.

"When I went home at night, I found that the last bit of the food in the kitchen was eaten by the mouse! The mouse also ran away!" Shiri immediately responded.

In a sense... this is really a very horrible scene for Hilary.

"What about the undead? Are you afraid of ghosts or scorpions?"

"Fear is not that it is just a little tricky, but apart from the corpses of the undead mage, there are still many people who are afraid of the undead, just like my sister, when she was a child, she would not be able to walk, or I She took it home."

Heily unrelentingly revealed the weakness of his sister Herlan to Qiao Xiu.

"Tricky..."

This is not the word that Joe Xiu wants to hear. After the undead has existed in this world, there are more ways to deal with them. Some high-ranking casters may only feel fear for the same ‘strong’ undead.

"It seems that we can only take the psychological terror route."

"Psychological? Do you want a good script?"

There was strange light in Hili’s eyes, and Qiao Xiu looked at Shiri’s expression. If she had a tail, she would be very happy.

"Not yet, I have to go back and check something today."

Qiao Xiu looked back at the tree of the world behind him. When he was eating lunch, Qiao Xiu once again entered the space of consciousness of the world tree.

Not yet to stay there for a long time, Qiao Xiu was once again dragged into the consciousness space of "Zhonggou Eight Public", she seems to know when Joe Xiu will enter the consciousness space.

Qiao Xiu wants to build a server with peace of mind, first to drive the guy out.

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Nolan, the Master of the Greys

"Are you still not moving out?"

Qiao Xiu walked into the interior of the Sage Tower and saw Xie Lier and Dinisha, two nuns writers.

Now they have become a maid and a birdman duo.

If Qiao Xiu remembers correctly, since the last time the copyrights of the novels written by the two of them were officially sold, they became the hottest writers of Nolan.

The money that can be earned in a month is enough to meet the goal set by Cheryl, that is to buy a manor in Nolan.

"Dinissa said it is good to live here."

After seeing Joe Xiu, the original judge, Xie Lier, still has no respect for the ingredients.

"Ah...Mr. Qiao Xiu and Miss Hili need me to make a cup of tea for you?"

On the other hand, the Dinissa’s attitude towards Qiao Xiu was much respected. She rushed to the front of Qiao Xiu, and her eyes standing behind Qiao Xi’s eyes kept staring at the nun’s chest. The two groups of meat.

"It’s just meat."

Qiao Xiu could faintly hear Hili’s whispering whisper.

"No, you continue to work, I just came over to find the gray clothes to check something."

Qiao Xiu silently glanced at the face of Mother Teresa. The nun may be too anxious. When she stood up and greeted Joe, she had not had time to close her magic net interface.

The translucent magic net interface clearly presents the content written by Dinisha in front of Qiao Xiu. Although the word is reversed, Qiao Xiu can still read some blushing content.

"Well!"

Dinisha seems to realize how shameful she is, and her face squints silently.

"The old man is just upstairs today, you can go up and find him." Xie Lier immediately stopped in front of Di Nissa.

Under her guidance, Qiao Xiu took Joe Xiu to the Master's Tower of the Greys.

It took about ten minutes to greet the countless owls that inhabited the Master Tower. Qiao Xiu finally came to the top of the tower.

The top of the Master of the Greys was set up with a powerful magic enchantment, but as a guest, Qiao Xiu walked into it easily.

"I heard the yellow-shirter say that the city of the high elves is about to fall?"

The gray-clothed man held a heavy book in his hand, and he rarely had to go to the Hearthstone Pub to play Go.

"Arthurcro? The situation there is still stable, at least it is impossible to fall." Qiao Xiu said.

"The tree of the world of the elves is related to the lifeblood of this world. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Hey... let those high elves put down their prejudice against humanity? Ok... I came here to ask for one thing."

Qiao Xiu took out a piece of paper. The drawing of the little girl's arm on the drawing paper, the strange symbols on her arm, Qiao Xiu directly recorded.

"Do you have an impression of these symbols on the gray clothes?"

Before Qiao Xiu asked the tree of the world of the higher elves, it directly confessed that it was "very familiar, but there was no relevant memory."

In desperation, Qiao Xiu can only come to these sages.

"this is……"

The gray-shirter took the paper held by Qiao Xiu, and then came to the bookshelf and pulled out a thick ancient book to open one of the pages.

The book was spread out on the desk by the gray-clothed person. Qiao Xiu went straight to look at the content above. Although the text above is very similar to English, there are some different places.

This is a manuscript, all of which are handwritten.

"this is?"

"Books found in the remains of the Nolan underground."

The gray-clothed person took a picture of Joe's hand and compared some of the patterns recorded on the book.

“How do I feel like this is the manufacturing drawing of something?”

Hili did not understand the above content at all, but some things can be understood by looking at the drawings.

"This is described above... It is a method of making a magical doll," the gray-shirter said.

"Magic Doll?"

Qiao Xiu once again rang the twisted tone of the little girl. It didn't look like a human voice should come out.

"I only analyzed a part of the content of this book. The writer's foreword is 'the only way to save yourself in the last days.'"

"I feel that the amount of information has grown bigger."

Qiao Xiu flipped through the book. The book was obviously not finished. After half of the writing, the text written by the writer became more and more distorted. In the end, it was impossible to see the above content, and on the last page... A whole page was written with a huge font in a single line.

There is a feeling of sternness and despair in this line of text.

"What does this mean?" Qiao Xiu looked at the gray clothes and asked.

"‘We have failed.'"

The gray coater gave Qiao Xiu an answer.

"Failed... Let's put this topic with a big amount of information for a while."

Joe is here to get ‘the clue to save the world’. Qiao Xiu is here to confirm whether the horror film is useful for expelling the little girl.

"Do you know that all the creatures in the world have gathered in the world?"

When Joe Xiu uttered this vocabulary, the gray-shirter's expression became solemn, and it seemed that the sage had heard of that strange place.