Chapter 661： Sheet metal player

The country of frost, the remains of the earth.

The thorns suddenly woke up from the nightmare, and the pain stung her brain as if someone had torn her head from the middle.

In fact, the thorns have been cut twice in the nightmare by the axe in the nightmare.

"Your signs are very abnormal."

The twisted murmur rang in the ears of the thorns, and she immediately stood up and looked around.

There are no corridors, no bathrooms, and the thorns are the first time I feel that the surrounding is broken and old enough to make anyone's creepy relics look like this... reassuring.

She fell to the ground and breathed fresh air, and the mother pushed the wheelchair to the side of the thorns and the chain priest.

The chain priest still did not wake up in a coma, she could only focus on the thorns.

"What happened in the space of consciousness? The core of the original spar of the heart lock almost ran away."

"monster."

After the thorns returned to the real world, they felt much better. At least the fear that prevented her from breathing in her heart no longer existed.

The mother did not ask the heart lock again because there were three ‘ghosts’ floating in the air in the middle of the ruins.

This is a kind of magic for remote communication, but it is a magic that is listed as taboo, because every time you perform it, you need to sacrifice three human lives.

Three ghosts who could not see the face floated in front of the thorns.

"The thorns... you have failed." A ghost said with a low voice.

"Bishop, there is an unimaginable monster in the consciousness space, it is not..."

When the thorns tried to defend, they were once again interrupted rudely.

"The bishop of Canada and his followers will represent you to accomplish this great task." Another ghost said in a regrettable tone.

"Complete? You don't understand what's inside!"

The thorns listened to their whispering tone, and an anger rose inside the heart, directly standing up and retorting them loudly.

"The thorns priest!"

"Wait, let her finish."

The two ghosts disagreed on the attitude toward the thorns, but in the end another ghost was still convinced.

"Movies, after we entered the space of consciousness, we have been in the world of a movie, the first images that appeared in Nolan." The thorny voice said.

"Lying is not good, thorns priests, such a child can tell lies, it is too naive." Another ghost said with a sneer voice.

"The chain can prove it!" The thorns pointed to the chain priest who was still in a coma.

The three ghosts looked at the mother in a wheelchair.

"The sign of the chain priest is in a deep coma. If you wake up forcibly, there may be some unexpected situations." The mother gave the answer.

"Please wake him up."

One of the ghosts decided, and the inscription on the mother's hand gave off the light, and the next second chain of priests opened their eyes and suddenly stood up.

His expression was very sluggish and his eyes were not looking good.

"Chain, what happened in the consciousness space?"

The ghost asked him loudly, but the chain priest didn't even react at all.

Seeing the stagnation of the chain priest, the thorns approached him and subconsciously said a small paragraph that would allow her to remember for a lifetime.

"Johnny is coming!"

The phrase of the thorns is like a curse, and the momentary expression that the chain priest hears becomes extremely distorted. He directly squats on his own head and collapses his body.

"This is the line in the movie "Sparkling"!" The thorns said to the three ghosts.

"Mother, is the key to entering the space of consciousness still there?"

The three ghosts saw this scene without paying attention to the thorns and turned to ask the woman in a wheelchair.

"The core of the original spar of the heart lock has broken and it takes a while to repair, but the way to enter is clear," the mother replied.

"The Coinco bishop is already on the road, and you are thorny... telling him everything that happened in the space of consciousness, as far as the chain is, let his soul return to the embrace of our God."

After leaving this sentence, the ghost completely dissipated in the darkness.

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Arthur Crowe, the Hearthstone Tavern in the Forgotten Land.

"my eyes!"

Al fell to the ground and his eyes were rolling, and the branches and leaves were trying to stop the 'Albauer', but unfortunately her movements were too sensitive.

"what happened?"

After Qiao Xiu came to the Hearthstone Tavern, he heard the sorrow of Al.

This girl usually plays a game all night in the Hearthstone Pub, and should not do dangerous things.

"about this……"

The branches pointed to a figure sitting in the corner of the Hearthstone pub. She couldn't help but pick up her eyes after looking at the figure.

"Tyline?"

In the direction pointed by the leaves, Qiao Xiu saw the frost elf sitting in front of the window sill and looking out, and a crow was standing next to the window.

"My grandfather always mentioned the scenery of Arthur Crowe with me, and he has some friends who know him in Arthurcro." Tailin said with a little apology, "So I let Miss Qianshao drive me." So, is this a problem for Joe Xiu?"

"It’s definitely a problem for me."

Qiao Xiu and Shiri sat opposite to Tailin. The Frost Elf heard this sentence and lowered his head. It seemed very embarrassing.

This performance made Qiao Xiu sigh slightly, and the longer he spent with Tailin, the more he found that as long as he was present, Tailin always gave priority to his feelings.

Should this be a kind of gentleness? Qiao Xiu is not very clear.

"But you want to go anywhere is your freedom, just hope that you don't rush to do something dangerous."

Qiao Xiu felt that Tylin had been staying in the Hearthstone Tavern in Nolan for a while, and it is estimated that she would soon develop the attributes of a house girl.

"Well... Mr. Joe Xiu... When can I see what you said about "Sherlock Holmes Four Signatures?"" Tallin's topic suddenly ushered in a sharp turn.

"That book... I am already writing, but I am a little busy recently."

When Tylin said this sentence, the gaze of the foliage also looked at herself, and the eyes seemed to be asking ‘the time when the new book came out.’

Qiao Xiu has moved the topic with two intimate readers who are very witty choices.

"Speaking back, why do you always squint when you look at Tylin? Is it related to Al's rolling on the ground?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"Miss Tailin has gathered too much faith, so I can't imagine it."

The answer to the leaves was very vague, so Qiao Xiu could only summon the white cat of the Tailin family. When it appeared on Joe's head, he shared his vision with Qiao Xiu.

When Joe Xiu looked at Tailin again... Qiao Xiu’s eyes were a bit stinging.

The light on Tylin is really dazzling.

"Let me see." Hiri also curiously picked up the white cat, the white cat resisted, and was finally tamed by Hiri.

The next second, Shirley is more directly holding his eyes.

"I now understand that Joe Xiu said before that you can turn into light." Healy blocked his eyes with the white cat's claws on his head. "When you usually sleep, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"The sacred tree regains this ability, and usually only needs to wear this pair of glasses."

Tylin pushed her wooden frame glasses, and she was very obedient when she went out.

"boss!"

At this time, Al quit the 'rolling ball' and ran to the side of Qiao Xiu.

"I want this too... shiny and bright effect!" said Al.

Hilary's gaze swept back and forth between Al and Tylin, and finally came to a conclusion.

That is the difference between a sheet metal player and a regular player.

Qiao Xiu was in a short contemplation while listening to Al's request.

"Tallin, I need to find something through your connection to the world tree, but there is one more thing."

In the heart of Qiao Xiu’s heart, he remembered the tree of the world of the high elves. The figure of the white bird appeared on the table.

The white cat showed a slightly ridiculous expression after seeing the bird, and the other side did not pay attention to his own head.

"The elves can see the vision of the power of faith, is it a gift of nature?" Qiao Xiu asked.

‘This is our ability to give them. The sound of the white bird sounded directly in Qiao Xiu’s mind.

"Oh... can you trouble me adding a number to the side? Is it clear how much faith the elf has collected?"