"Bring me, bring me with me." Donglan was very excited, "I can definitely protect you well, don't worry."

Fa Tian really annoyed her like this. This is not a game, it is a matter of life and death.

"No, otherwise I'll be polite to you." Fatian held the necklace tightly in his heart, and looked around, observing his divine pattern at any time.

With such a leisurely young lady, Fatian had no intention of taking care of her.

"You're like this, how can you be rude to me? I know it's serious, but more people can do more."

Fatian sneered, there was more power to multiple people. Sometimes the power was really not calculated by the number of people, even if it was a Donglan, it would be useless.

Unless Donglan’s elders, Donglan is now a small person, thinking that the world is very safe.

Fatian turned around and left. One of his legs was empty. It was particularly distressing to look at it. Donglan was still following him.

Fatian sneered. She was in danger of having already delivered the speech, but she still had to keep up. Nothing happened would be blamed.

Donglan looked at Fatian secretly. Seeing that Fatian did not organize him to follow him, he immediately smiled and followed Fatian to a hidden cave.

Donglan looked at the cave and asked excitedly at Fatian: "Is this your secret base?"

Fatian ignored her, entered the cave, put out the bottle, and started to get the mud. He only collected a little bit, but the situation was too critical.

Seeing that Fatian was extremely pale and one of his legs was empty, Donglan suggested: "Fatian, you can rest for a while and you are working on it. You are very tired now and there is a very likely problem."

Fatian frowned tightly. Donglan thought Fatian would not pay attention to her. After all, she was a little used to Fatian's cold look.

Mr. Fa Tian said that she was childish and superficial and ridiculous, and that was because she thought that Mr. Fa Tian was always old-fashioned and made herself so vicissitudes at such a young age.

It's boring.

Fatian nodded, "Then I'll take a break, you'd better go back. It's really dangerous to follow me."

But Donglan looked excited but suppressed, and said calmly: "I'm not a fool, I know to run away in danger."

Fatian said, "Don't touch my things, and he leaned against the stone wall and started to rest."

Donglan was fine alone, so he wandered around the cave. The cave was very deep and there were various crisscrossing underneath.

The sea is well-connected, and even if you get lost, you may find the direction through the current of water.

But in the dry land, Donglan got lost in a gorgeous way and lost in the crisscrossing underground passage.

When Fatian woke up, he heard Donglan's call for help and calmly began to touch Niba.

He was extremely careful because there was only one thing, and there was only one chance. If he failed, he would completely fail and there would be no chance.

Fatian was so nervous that his hands began to tremble. The broken leg was very painful. His face, which was a little more beautiful after taking a break, has now become ugly again.

He was very careful, step by step, not as casual as pinching the little mouse. He finally made a mud ball, but now he wanted to pinch Ning Shu's appearance.

Fatian is much more familiar with Ning Shu than with little rats. When he pinched it, it was very easy. After a while, Ning Shu, a mud-kneaded one, appeared.

He carefully put it down, and then he drew the magic pattern. He used to paint the little mouse casually, but when he was painting Ning Shu.

I crushed the leaves of the sacred tree, squeezed out the juice, and drew the divine patterns with the juice. The effect of the divine patterns was doubled, so I naturally wanted to give Ning Shu a better body.

She no longer falls into a disadvantage due to birth and physical condition.

Fatian's hand was a little shaking. He grabbed his wrist and prevented his hand from trembling. He drew divine patterns with great serious strokes.

Ignore Donglan's sad and sharp cry for help.

When the magic pattern was finished, I took out some powder and applied it to the clay sculpture.

As long as there is a little change in vitality, she will have a chance to wake up.

Under the expectant look of Fatian, the clay statue was cracked directly, and cracks appeared on it, which eventually turned into powder.

"How could this happen?" Fa Tian's eyes were about to break, angry and puzzled.

Why did he fail? How could he fail? Everything was clearly done according to the steps, and he had not only resurrected the little rats.

Why did everything else succeed? Only she failed.

Donglan crawled out of the tunnel with a gray face. Seeing Fatian's terrifying face, his heart trembled and said quickly: "Don't worry."

She looked at the powder and said, "If you don't have to do it once, you must calm your mind."

Fortunately, I followed Fatian, otherwise with Fatian's current mentality, something might have happened.

She is still a little useful.

Fatian felt very uncomfortable and had never been frustrated like this. This feeling of frustration made his heart dark.

Before, he was controlled by his Taishu and forced himself to be traumatized, causing his strength to decline in a cliff. Now Ning Shu cannot be resurrected.

This is the first time since Fatian was born, his self-confidence was hit, he was powerless and extremely frustrated.

Fatian recollected the powders and planned to remade them. If you carefully look at them this time, you should succeed.

Too nervous, his mind was insurmountable, and he almost couldn't remember how to make it.

Donglan took out the candy and gave it to Fatian, "You have something to eat."

After eating sweet things, I feel better. Donglan looked at the powder on the counter table, "She is dead, why should she be resurrected? Is she still her resurrected?"

"Actually, it's just a memory carrier, not a living creature." Donglan thought this was a puppet.

Fatian didn't say anything. He curled up one leg, and the other leg was empty in his pants. Fatian closed his eyes and rested. Seeing Donglan wanted to grab the powder, he quickly stopped him, "Don't touch it."

Donglan quickly retracted his hand, "I just want to put it away for you."

"Don't touch it." Fatian said tiredly.

Donglan: "Okay, okay, I won't touch you, I'll watch you. We are good friends now, we have experienced so much."

Fatian:...Little girl is cold!!

After Fatian woke up, he continued to make a clay statue, but at the last moment, the statue was shattered.

He tried over and over again, and the steps were not wrong, nothing was wrong, why was it just unsuccessful?

Fatian grabbed his hair, his eyes were scarlet and his expression was irritable. What was wrong? Why didn’t he succeed? Why?

Seeing that Fatian was like this, Donglan didn't know how to comfort him, and said, "This is probably God's will, and there is no way to succeed."
Chapter completed!