I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Fulilian clenched her fist and put it against her chin, thinking: "So that's it."

"Even if Azer was hit by a poisonous arrow that could kill a dragon... he was still alive and kicking..."

She thought of the time when Azer was poisoned, the dose was very large.

In the picture.

Azer had three arrows stuck in his back, and his expression was determined. Behind him, Haita's hands were shaking, and he opened his mouth and frowned with a horrified expression.

"Haita was scared."

[Azer: Invincible is written all over his face. ]

[If you are patient, you guess whether you will live or die. ]

"Right." Hewtark heard about his master's feat that year and looked at Fulilian with a smile.

[First think about it, it's a great thing to have an arrow break Azer's defense~]

[Xiuta, what are you right about? Your master is a dwarf, and you are a human. He can withstand it, but can you? 】

"No." Philen frowned, "It's so scary. The weird one should be Mr. Aize."

"And..." Philen stood up, "According to Mr. Haita, 20% of the adventurers died of poisoning."

【Philen really protects Haita. 】

"Let's go."

Both Fulilian and Hugh Tark looked at Philen. Philen corrected the two people's incorrect ideas, as if speaking for Haita.

The scene changed.

Fulilian and Philen used flying magic. Fulilian held Hugh Tark's collar in her hand, and Philen held Fulilian's suitcase behind her.

"It's really okay." Hugh Tark squinted his eyes and was carried and hung in the air.

Fulilian did not respond.

Soon.

They returned to the village they had met before.

"It's too late."

Inside the church.

The man concluded.

The man wearing round glasses frowned and said with an unpleasant expression: "After a few hours, the brain will begin to dissolve and all will flow out of the nose..."

"Then die."

The Godfather's expression and words were too scary, and Philen and Fulilian were already shaking.

"It's so scary." Hugh Tark was so scared that he was about to cry.

[Ah! Such a vicious poison. ]

[Let's prepare for the funeral. When will the feast start? 2333]

[Fulilian was scared again and her expression =w=]

"Is there no way to solve it, Mr. Priest?" Philen asked worriedly, and Fulilian and Hugh Tark beside him were shaking.

"Originally, it can only be dealt with in the early stages of poisoning." The priest explained, "but my brother may have a way."

[Ah, where is my brother. 】

As he was talking, the door behind the priest opened. The man who had fallen into the swamp looked at the priest and asked, "Brother, do you have time?"

"The new wash basin is too small." The man held a small wooden basin that was only the size of a palm in his hand.

"My family is poor." The priest said.

[Is this called a wash basin? 】

The man held the small wooden basin that was the size of a palm and looked at it, "Not that bad."

"Only our family would be so poor that the wash basin is not even the size of a palm."

"Let's not talk about this for now."

"Zain, show this one." The priest tilted his head, stretched out his hand and spread his palm upwards, pointed at Fulilian and the other two, and spoke to his brother.

Zain turned his head and noticed the three people standing in the church, "Eh?"

"Brother, that's them." Zain said to the priest brother, "They are the ones who saved me."

Zain walked to the side of Hugh Tark, "What's wrong? Bitten by a snake?"

"Didn't I tell you to be careful..."

[I feel like this person is a little better for some reason. 】

Zain stretched out his hand, and a green light suddenly lit up.

Under this healing technique.

Hugh Tark's originally wilted face became better. He opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, and realized that his body was not so uncomfortable.

"Now, we are even." Zain turned his face and said to Hugh Tark before leaving.

"Brother, I'm going to the square to help." Zain turned his back to the priest brother and headed out of the church to leave.

"Yeah." The priest brother responded and watched Zain leave the church.

"The nosebleed... really stopped..." Hugh Tark habitually touched his nose.

Ferren stepped forward, "The reaction of the poison has also disappeared."

She saw that Hugh Tark's condition had recovered.

【The matter is over.jpg】

【A kind of strong beauty. 】

【Mo Yu Lian: Coach, I want to learn that! 】

【Guess who I think of when I see healing magic? (Sly smile)】

"Father, that person..." Furlian became interested when she saw the healing magic used by Zain.

"What do you think of my brother's situation?" The priest stepped forward and asked Furlian.

Furlian looked at the priest, "You have a holy seal on your neck. The Holy City will only grant it to the best priests in each region."

"As aRecovery expert. "Flilian looked at the priest, "It has been asserted that this is an incurable disease, but he can cure it instantly."

Flilian looked at the door of the church, "He is a genius."

"Sure enough, Ms. Flilian can see it." The priest sighed.

"Do you know me?" Flilian was a little surprised.

This person actually knows her?

"Because Bishop Haita mentioned you to me." The priest explained to Flilian, and he reached out and touched his badge.

"This holy seal was given to me by Bishop Haita when he came here from the Holy City to inspect."

[It turned out to be someone who had seen Haita.]

[Haita is the archbishop~~]

[This village is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.]

[Haita's real apprentice is online?]

"That being said, I am just a country monk after all. "The priest lowered his eyes, touched the holy seal on his chest, and saw wrinkles under his eyes.

He sighed: "The only thing worth being proud of is this holy seal."

The holy seal looks like a round medal with a pair of wings carved in the middle.

[Haita is so impressive.]

[Haita was originally the archbishop of the kingdom!]

"But." The priest frowned, worried about his younger brother, "Zain's talent is far better than mine."

"Our parents died early."

"I raised Zain, who is much younger than me, alone."

The scene switched.

The priest was still young, and he worriedly leaned out of the window of the church's observation tower, nervously looking at Zain who had climbed to the top of the tower, holding the angel wings statue, and raising his arms forward.

"When he was a child, he often said that he wanted to be an adventurer."

The priest said to Fulilian, "He doesn't want to be an ordinary country monk like me, repeating the same routine every day. "

"When he said these words, his eyes were full of dreams and hopes." The priest can still remember what Zain's face looked like when he said these words.

"But." The priest changed the subject and frowned worriedly, "He is exactly the same as I was when I was young."

"Life must be very boring for him."

The priest turned to look at Fulilian and asked, "Can you please take the child away from this village?"

"He must have been looking for someone who can push him. "The priest thought of his brother with a smile in his eyes.

[Oh! New teammates.]

[NPC issued a companion mission: Recruiting monks~]

[A real monk has come, and the team is still short of a brave.]

[So? Fufu's position has become a brave? There can't be two magicians in the team, hhh]

[Hidden brave: Fulilian.]

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