Although she was often "lost" in the car, Xiaohua was still a member of this adventure team. When she was in Atas, she spent the most difficult slave camp with herself, so Zhao Mai did not look down on her because she was a plant. Therefore, although the heart-mullining spear is a precious weapon, it doesn't matter if it is eaten by Xiaohua.

The gains from adventure are from Zhao Mai and Xiao Hua.

"It's cold outside, don't you like it very much, why do you want to come out?" Zhao Mai opened the car door and took the flower pot. The cold wind blew, and the little flower shook and tightened the leaves, but it still snuggled up to Zhao Mai's arm.

Although the little flower is magical, she is still a Bodhi seedling. Her basic attribute is a plant that likes high temperature, high humidity and light. The ability to filter and use natural force has given her better adaptability, but she still has to meet two of them to survive. The Great Wall of Desperate Land is cold, dry and has little light, so Zhao Mai put her in the car. The natural environment inside can always adapt to the needs of passengers, including the little flower.

"Go to the white-faced and blushing hair to see it, think." Xiaohua pointed to Yuliangmu and said tremblingly.

Zhao Mai then used his arms to block the wind and walked over. Jon was taking out the things from the cave of the fish beam wood tree - the wide mouth - according to Mr. Xiong's instructions. He found several skeletons inside, and the bodies of the savages were believed to be savages, all burned, and it had been a long time.

Jon took the skull to Mormon, and Old Xiong held it up with both hands and looked around. "The savages will burn their dead, and we will do this, but we didn't think about the reason. The soil of the Great Wall is frozen and hard, and it is indeed not suitable for digging graves, but no one expected it..."

Jon naturally knew what he didn't say, and no one thought that dead people would get up and kill people!

"It would be great if the bones could speak," Mr. Xiong muttered, "This guy can tell us a lot: How did he die? Who burned him? Why did he burn? Where did the savages go? Alas... It is said that the son of the forest can talk to the dead, but unfortunately I can't. Hey, what is Mike doing?"

According to Xiaohua's instructions, Zhao Mai put her into the tree hole full of bones. "Are you sure it's okay? I always feel it's terrifying."

"I'm fine. There's something strange here, the natural force." Xiaohua said in Zhao Mai's mind: "If you need the support of the natural force, can you help me?"

"Willing to serve you, do I need me to cast my spell?"

"Give me as much natural force as possible. This tree seems to have something to say."

Going all your might? Zhao Mai suddenly became interested. In front of everyone, he took off his boots and socks, stood barefoot on the ground, then took off his gloves and pressed them on the beam wood. "You need the natural force, I will mobilize them all for you!"

The wind direction changed, and the unchanging north wind suddenly stopped, and then the fish beams blew away from all directions. The snow changed, and the snow at Zhao Mai's feet melted into water, revealing the black ground. The soil became soft, and the seeds hidden in the soil began to sprout, and seedlings drilled out around Zhao Mai's feet.

When the wind blows, the clouds will surge, and the dark clouds that have been shrouding in the night watchmen are rotating and dispersing. The sunlight shines down and shines in this abandoned village. The red leaves of the fish beams emit a red light like fire under the sunlight, giving everyone a warm feeling.

The animals hidden in the woods felt the call of the natural force and ran out one after another, gathering near the beam trees. The birds shook off the snow on their wings, sang, and flew to the white branches.

Zhao Mai did use all his strength this time. He used his natural force as a medium to stir up the power in the surrounding environment and form a vortex of the force. The natural force around him was attracted, dragged, and sunk into the fish beam wood to form an environment of super high concentration. If such a huge force is out of control, it is likely to wash away Zhao Mai's wisdom and turn him into a plant, or a tree man or something. However, the supernatural powers protect him and also become a good helper for him to manipulate his power.

If a second person present had magical vision, you can see this amazing scene: the beamwood was like a torch, emitting light shining on the ring. Zhao Mai was the second brightest existence, and the tentacles of the mind protruding from his head and spine kept flying, like whips and twelve wings.

The little flower is in the tree hole, and she is the core of the natural force. She realized that the complex patterns formed by the druid text on the tree appeared again, and under the push of the natural force, it floated into the air and then combined with the fish beam wood. Through the hands that were still placed on the bark, Zhao Mai could feel the trembling of the trees. Once, once, it became faster and faster, gradually becoming more and more frequent, just like a heartbeat. He saw the runes left by the son of the forest on the fish beam wood appear, and climbed onto Zhao Mai's arm along the cracks on the bark.

Zhao Mai also saw this scene, but he didn't feel anything abnormal. There were two barriers between him and these runes, including natural force and psychic supernatural powers, and the runes had no other effect except moving. Xiaohua's voice sounded from her mind, "Come on, I'm almost there!"

"Okay!" Zhao Mai stepped down with his feet, and his toes drilled into the slippery soil, attracting more natural forces from the ground. The tentacles of the spiritual power stretched to the high altitude to attract natural forces from the clouds. Even Wadsworth became a tree giant in the mangroves and then fought with the pyramids, but he could not mobilize so much natural forces. This force was so strong that he finally broke through the shackles of vision and allowed all night watchmen to see it.

The skull rolled down from the old bear's hand, and he suddenly realized it. The beams that kept emitting bright light in front of him attracted all his attention. All the northern men who believed in the old gods knelt down, and some people who originally believed in the seven gods also knelt down, folded their hands together, murmured and prayed.

With a crisp sound, Zhao Mai suddenly saw a strange scene. He was not in Baishu Village at once, nor did he support Yuliangmu to use natural force. He suddenly clones thousands of people and saw the entire northern territory through Yuliangmu's eyes. Countless pictures came one after another, stuffed into his eyes, making him dizzy. He saw, heard, and felt all the images, sounds and wishes collected by Yuliangmu, which made him lose his direction and didn't know where he was.

Wadsworth also encountered the same situation, and in the end he couldn't even figure out which one was his own body. People would be confused by their own cloning, but plants were in this situation all the time. Fortunately, a voice kept echoing in Zhao Mai's ear: "Here, you are here. I am a little flower, you have to come back quickly before the power is exhausted."

Zhao Mai followed the sound and found the source of the sound from countless pictures. He cleared away the layers of fog, but he could not locate the picture that belonged to him. At this moment, a crow flew from behind him, flashing its wings and knocking a large number of pictures away. The crow had a third eye on his forehead, which was red and bright and full of spiritual eyes. With its help, Zhao Mai finally saw himself and found the little flower.

With his hands deep into the picture, Zhao Mai suddenly returned to his normal perspective. He still used all his strength to mobilize the natural force, and the runes of the fish beam wood were almost crawling all over his body. "Okay, I've finished it, and I don't need the natural force."

After Xiaohua finished speaking, Zhao Mai slowly relaxed, and the force left here like a tide, and the runes quickly retracted and hid again in the fish beam. Zhao Mai realized that he was weak at this time, and his natural force was almost exhausted. Maybe he could not even use a druid spell, and he needed a good rest to recover. However, the mental power was stronger during exercise, and overall it seemed that it had made considerable progress.

Zhao Mai reached in and took out the flower pot. The little flower still looked the same, but it seemed no longer afraid of the cold. She was very happy and hummed a song with her head shaking her head. Zhao Mai found that she couldn't understand a single word.

"I'm entering the third stage." Xiaohua suddenly said, "Thank you, if it weren't for your help, it wouldn't have been so smooth."

Zhao Mai looked around with the flower plate, "I didn't find any difference!"

"I'm behind you!"

Zhao Mai turned around and glanced at it, then immediately covered his eyes: "Damn it, it started in three years, with the highest death penalty!" He waved his hand vigorously: "Go and find a piece of clothing to put on!"

"Okay." Xiaohua said. She showed the phantom of a red-haired little girl, about six or seven years old, with big and round yellow amber eyes, and a pale face with a shy expression of redness. Now she changed into a big black cloak of a night watchman. She didn't have to walk, but was floating in the air like a ghost, and her bare feet would not leave any traces on the ground.

"What is your state now?" Zhao Mai asked. Jon walked across from him, reached out and shook his hand in front of him: "Mac, are you okay? Who are you talking to? What are the three years, the death penalty and so on."

"You..." Zhao Mai suddenly realized that others might not be able to see Xiaohua, so he shook his head: "Uh, it's okay. Something strange seemed to have happened just now. Have you seen something?"

"We saw you make the beamwood shine. What's going on?" Mr. Xiong came over and asked.

"Actually, I didn't understand." Zhao Mai put his hand on the trunk again, took it away, and put it on twice. "Look, it's not possible now. By the way, I saw a three-eyed crow just now."

"Did you see it?" Jon suddenly said: "My brother Bran broke his legs. After waking up, he also wrote to me that he had seen the three-eyed crow and asked me if I had heard of it."

"Maybe it was the old god or the son of the forest." Zhao Mai heard Xiaohua giggle in his mind, so he used his mind to tell her not to make trouble first.

So he saw Xiaohua fly past every night watchman, and then squat to the reserve grain. The dog seemed to have some sense and lay down obediently to reveal his belly. Xiaohua reached out to help it scratch its itch, and the stupid dog actually stuck out his tongue comfortably!
Chapter completed!