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MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 576 situation 1
"Know it!" Heliah picked up the tattered sword that fell to the ground from the ground and hurried to the jungle upstream of the stream.
"I am with you!" Freila also stood up. "You don't know the situation nearby. Topaz spiders. I know there are many places!" She also threw it and stood next to Helia. "I am the most familiar here. I don't have to worry about getting lost when I come back."
Her little face followed her solemnly.
For the friendship between Huria and his companions, Freila also felt abnormally touched. The plot in the novel was born in front of her eyes, which made her feel moved, and her heart was slightly excited.
Heliah patted her shoulder: "Thank you! Wait until Cynthia is good, let him invite you to have a big meal. That guy is not generally rich." He tried to be active, but he couldn't squeeze a smile.
The two quickly ran into the woods one after the other and gradually disappeared.
Angliel was next to Cynthia, taking a black-purple spike from the waist pocket, and the air around the tip of the spike was constantly twisted, as if it were a strange force field.
"This time I can be considered a big bleeding..." Angley muttered and looked at the direction in which Heliah left. "If you don't pay back from you, don't think I will treat you again next time." ”
He shook his head and reluctantly returned to God, and slammed the spike to the heart of Cynthia.
laugh!
The spikes disappeared instantly, and the white runes on the surface of the heart slowly appeared a thin black shadow, wrapping the runes. The flash of the rune white light slowly slowed down, and the light was dimmed a lot.
Anglia was slightly relieved and was about to stand up.
puff!
Cynthia suddenly swelled and spurted a black blood.
Angley looked shocked and shot a black smoke from his hands, and all of them shot into the wound around the heart of Cynthia, turning it into a dense black spot on the skin.
It’s weird. The black spots are constantly forming and disappearing at a very fast speed, as if something invisible is quickly offset.
"Water...." I don't know how long it took, Angley woke up from meditation. Was awakened by the Cynthia voice around him.
The guy is shouting water with his dry lips whispering.
Outside the carriage, the golden red afternoon sun slowly projected in, falling on the face of Cynthia's gray-black, shaking his eyes and squinting.
Angliel reached out and opened his left eyelid. The pupils are pale blue with white dots.
"You can't drink water now, hold it on. Just wait for the guy from Hailia to bring the silk sac." Retracting his hand, Angrid carefully sensed the surrounding movement, and there was no vocal sound within a few hundred meters. .
"The topaz spider has two places in the nearby nest. I can also sense it in the nearest place. It seems that they are going far away. Today is not coming back." Shaking his head, he was from the black leather on the side of the carriage. In the pocket, I found a few pieces of red pulp and stuffed it into the mouth to chew it.
I looked at Cynthia. The guy looked at the dried fruit in his hand.
"Don't look at it, you can't eat anything. The thing in your heart is temporarily suppressed by me. Once you eat it, it is equivalent to adding strength to it, but it will increase the injury." Angley explained casually.
Cynthia snorted, and closed her eyes helplessly, too lazy to look again.
After solving the dinner, Angrid took out some herbs and materials and began to dispense the potion powder. Time is slowly passing.
It was not until late at night that the footsteps of the people came from outside the carriage.
"Green! We are back!!" Freila's screams came from far away.
Angliel walked out of the carriage and looked up the upper stream.
Heliah limped and supported the body with a cross sword. The left arm was hanging on the shoulder and seemed to be broken. Freila walked in front, holding a few yellow clews in his hand.
The two speeded through the stream and stood in front of Anglia.
Freila carefully handed the yellow thread in his hand to Angri.
"Is this a silk pouch? We found two!"
Angliel took it helplessly and swept his eyes. "Unfortunately, this is just the silk sac of the yellow spider. You are looking for a topaz spider, which is equivalent to the head of the yellow spider. This kind of silk sac can only have one in a group."
The two suddenly stayed.
Anglia sighed: "Sit down and take a break. You can continue to look for it tomorrow. Don't be discouraged. If I don't want to stabilize the guy at any time, I actually find it best."
Helia did not answer, and the silent standing still did not move.
"I will go back." He suddenly dropped his words and turned to walk in the direction of the coming. The limping figure is extremely firm.
Freila looked at the back of his departure, and couldn't speak for a while, only to look at it.
Anglia ignored the action of Helia, and the perspective seemed to inadvertently sweep the black tree shadow not far away, where a figure disappeared instantly.
Turned around and patted Freila's shoulder. "Come on first, help me with my hand powder."
"Oh...."
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It wasn't until the fourth day that Heliah was so embarrassed to return to the camp with a small ball of topaz.
The thing brought back this time is indeed the real topaz spider silk. The method of use is very simple. Use the topaz to squeeze the filaments to wrap the whole body of Cynthia, leave a gap to breathe and put the powder, and the whole becomes a yellow scorpion. After two days of wrapping, Angley removed the scorpion, and Cynthia in it completely recovered. It’s just skinny and it’s skinny and looks terrible.
As a cost of this treatment, Angliel took five tubes of blood from Helia. Although it was the blood that was recovered after the recovery, but also let Hailia rest for more than a month, stay in the camp to sleep on the grass every day. Cynthia gave money, and Anglia did not accept it.
call...
Anglia sighed with a cup of fruit tea. Looking at the inside of the carriage sitting opposite the two, Helia and Cynthia.
"So, are you ready to get up and leave?" He drank a bit of green tea, a mouthful of sweet and sour apples.
The two of them nodded.
Heliah smiled and replied: "First of all, the camp's food can't support us so many people living together for too long. Secondly, Cynthia said that he really couldn't stand the damage of his clothes to this extent. Since the injury has recovered, the reward Also paid, we should leave without saying goodbye."
Cynthia nodded coldly on the side.
Freila, on the side of the novel, heard this, and suddenly looked at Cynthia with a small face. "Sister, are you not promised to teach me swordsmanship?"
"I have given you the basis of the teaching in these two months. You already have your own martial art of inheritance. Others can't teach you. You can only understand yourself. After all, I mainly use daggers. Such as short weapons." Cynthia helplessly whispered.
Freila immediately got to him, and the two whispered in a whisper. Cynthia's cheeky face and body are actually not far from Freila. The thighs of the two men were close together, causing the lips of Helia sitting on his side to be slightly red, and I was a little embarrassed.
Anglia looked at Helia with a weird look. After treatment, he found that Cynthia belonged to the type of Timothy that year. The surface was very man, and actually he was like a woman. And he also found an interesting place.
A secret about Cynthia.
Anglia concealed the fruit tea and took a sip.
"What? Your face is suddenly red, is it a fever again?"
Heliah was in a stiff state, and she took a sip of water on the table in front of her and tried to relax.
"It may be that the weather is a bit hot and the reason for drinking hot tea... For Uncle Green, do you have any drugs that can relieve the injury to cure the disease? I and Cynthia want to buy some. It can be stable in the case of serious injury. The injury came to you for treatment." He paused. "After all, Cynthia was injured. We walked a lot of pharmacists. No one can alleviate the injury. Some of them are more serious. If I don't touch it. The idea of luck is going to you, estimated..."
He did not say anything, and the atmosphere was slightly dignified. (To be continued.)