Is the tree face?

Gu Han feels that there is no probability. At least that small saplings are not, and the most important problem now is not a problem with the face of the tree, but the Kuishan that can't go around!

"How long does it take?"

Gu Han glanced at the black -faced ghost, and his tone of his tone, "Is there a limit on the method of breeding magic?"

"There is little limit."

Leng Yushu naturally won't hide him, explaining: "For me, it is more of the consumption of mental strength and spirit. For the performers, it depends on the degree of perseverance of the other party.

The relationship is just that you also know that the higher the person who cultivates the more perseverance. "

The difficulty of breeding the magic of Lingya, and to a little monk, the difficulty is naturally one by one.

Gu Han is thinking.

Not only do you have a demon, the higher the level, the more difficult to find the magical power, but the requirements for qualifications are not high. It is just the requirements for other aspects, such as the mind, character, encounter ...

It is rigorous to the extreme. If it is not appropriate, even if it is barely cultivated, it will not be able to exert much power.

in short.

They are all tailor -made and do not have universality.

Successfully found a reason for himself to do not suitable for the magic. Gu Han's mood was obviously better.

"He?"

He pointed to the black noodle ghost.

"Most of the hour."

Leng Yu Shu does not think.

This kind of low -order ghosts who only know about brutal killing are full of holes. They are more simple than planting magic on Ding Lan and Li Yin.

"you……"

Black -faced ghost looked at the two in horror, "What are you doing!"

"Old rules!"

brush!

A black sword hovered in his eyebrows instantly, and Gu Hansen's cold voice came from him. "Dare to move, your pain will be ten times larger than now!"

The black -faced ghost dare not move.

No matter how evil, in front of Gu Han at this time, it was just a small sheep.

Let the cold rain Shu Shi.

Gu Han immediately looked at the two tribes gathered in the distance. They were torn and dressed, almost unstoppable, and their faces were thin and thin, and their lives were extremely bitter.

Human parents and children are buried in the hands of evil spirits. Even if it is numb, it means sadness.

Not far away.

The teenager was gathered in a group of children of three or four years old, carefully took out the fruit hidden in his arms, and one by one.

There are very few fruits.

Often three to four children can be divided into one, but they still get drooling.

Gu Han secretly shook his head.

Although there are vitality here, there is no clever machine, coupled with the coverage of Huangquan, the supplies are extremely barren. These people live ... Even when he crossed the people on the same day, the people in the village were not as good as those people in the countryside.

But now he is wearing a ghost face and a ghost robe, and even the evil ghosts have been calmed down by him. How dare those mortals dare to approach him one step, he just stepped forward, and those people took two steps back subconsciously.

Not afraid.

It's awe.

A blindly awe like gods!

Gu Han was a little helpless, so he had to remove the ghost noodles and ghost robes, revealing the true capacity, and his temperament changed from cold to soft.

moment.

Everyone was relieved, most of the pressure in their hearts subtracted, and they had a re -recognition of Gu Han.

turn out to be.

The messenger is the same as us, and it is also human!

besides.

The messenger is so handsome!

White in white, Gu Dajianxian.

On appearance.

Gu Han has no opponent at all here.

It is also the first time that someone's recognition of his appearance is greater than the recognition of his strength, which makes him quite inflated. He secretly slandered a handsome man like a demon, and suddenly gave birth to a 'rat.

The heroic ambitions of War '.

In a good mood.

He waved his hand towards the witch, and it was a great gift. "Your Shouyuan is not exhausted, but the body is rotten and old. These elixir, every day, one day is taken, which is good for you.

Have them ... "

"The body is too weak."

"Turn these elixir in the water, drink a small amount of daily, be able to strengthen your body, and you will not give birth."

For mortals.

In addition to some monks who are mad and cultivating evil laws, most of the monks are disdainful of the conference. Of course, they will not pay attention to it.

But he is different.

Special experience, and cultivating the intention of the world, naturally he will not treat the other party as an ant cannon fodder.

"messenger……"

thump!

The old witch sacrifice old tears, kneeling again, and even kneeling with the rest of the people, worshiping Gu Han, but they have a simple temperament, and there is only one word 'Xie ".

A few words.

Gu Han immediately asked the witch to prepare.

"messenger……"

At this moment, the teenager carefully came to Gu Han, took out the last blue fruit, and handed it over. "Thank you, save our lives!"

"You are so risky."

Gu Han didn't pick it up, shook his head, "It's almost dead, just for this fruit?"

"messenger."

The teenager hesitated: "I promised them to pick them out of the fruit, and this fruit is not good -looking, but it is actually very sweet. We usually can't eat it for a long time."

"What about your family?"

"Dead."

The young man's eyes were dim, "Ah father and mother died, and Grandpa was voluntarily eaten by those evil spirits, leaving only me."

"resource?"

"kindness."

Junior explanation.

The evil ghosts are raging. The people here can only rely on hunting fruit abdomen on weekdays, but there are not many beasts in the mountains and forests. The smaller the tribe survive, the more difficult to survive.

The elderly will stand out automatically and let them eat it.

As those people before.

Gu Han suddenly sighed, "What is your name?"

"ah?"

The young man stunned for a moment, "My name is Shen Fanghu, messenger, you can call me a tiger."

The people here are all surnames.

"You eat this fruit."

Gu Han shook his head.

From beginning to end, he looked at it. The fruit was picked by the boy, but he was not willing to eat one.

"messenger……"
To be continued...