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Chapter 65 The anchor is an African chieftain?

Timberwolf immediately took out a torch and threw it on the oil-drenched branch.

A raging fire began to burn, several branches were burned to ashes, and more branches were waving wildly.

The fire gradually disappeared.

Timber Wolf looked at this scene in disbelief, "You're not afraid of fire!"

Although the fire had no effect on the red tree, it also angered it.

Its branches and roots were waving together, and it was shouting continuously.

Faint green light spots converged towards it, and there were more and more green light spots, wrapping the main branches of the red tree.

Timber Wolf took the opportunity to fly away from here with a flexible figure.

Hua Nongwan sighed, "It's a pity that this scourge was not killed."

However, this tree killed people along the way. Although most of the people it killed were puppets, it gradually grew up.

Its current range of activities is the back garden of Cinderella's house, but no one is sure that is its range of activities.

If it comes out, it will be troublesome...

You must dare to get the Lacrima Stone before it comes out!

The previous thought of wishing on a tree with a tearstone was no longer feasible.

Cinderella also died. The king did not know about the lacrimal stone, and many passers-by did not know about the lacrimal stone.

Now that we have no clue about the Lacrima Stone, what should we do?

Hua Nongwan lay on the recliner, closed her eyes, and thought.

[The anchor fell asleep now? The anchor has such a big heart! 】

[What else can the anchor do if he doesn’t sleep, rush out and die? 】

[Now the players have scattered and fled. The appearance of this unprecedented tree demon will not make these players the first to be wiped out in Cinderella! 】

[Alas, as the old saying goes, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die. I just pity the anchor...]

[Don’t worry too much, as long as one player gets the tear spar, they can go out. Who will care about the tree demon then! 】

[Yes, who can tell me the conditions for obtaining the tear spar now! 】

[I don’t know, I just know it’s tears. 】

[People upstairs, don’t talk nonsense, Cinderella cried to death and she hasn’t gotten the tear spar yet! 】

[He is not talking nonsense. They are indeed tears, but not all tears are okay. It is more metaphysical. 】

On the other side, Timber Wolf and Wen Ji met and discussed how to get out.

They used some props that they thought could break the barrier.

Not only was the barrier not broken, but it was even stronger!

The transparent color at the beginning gradually turned into a light red color, and the color became more and more red.

Wen Ji was circling in circles impatiently, and Timber Wolf was also thinking of a way.

The roar was getting closer and closer to them, and Wen Ji and Timber Wolf turned back to the source of the sound.

A big red tree walked quickly, its branches changed from slender to thick, and the unmoving branches were covered with corpses!

There are puppets she placed behind to resist, there are also puppets of other players, and there are even players!

Wen Ji's face was filled with fear, and she kept retreating, ordering Timber Wolf to resist.

Timber Wolf snorted, said nothing, and rushed towards the red tree with his sword.

The big tree laughed, and countless branches flew all over the sky, flying towards the wooden wolf.

The wooden wolf kept cutting off the branches with his sword, and the branches kept beating him. It could pierce his heart several times, but the branches did not.

The branches kept growing and hurting him.

His whole body was covered with wounds, blood continued to flow out, and his consciousness gradually faded...

Just when he wanted to close his eyes and give up resistance, the branch would hit him hard, letting the pain stimulate him and wake him up!

Timber Wolf felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had treated Cinderella like this before!

He smiled bitterly and offered no resistance, thinking: This may be retribution.

The branch stopped waving for an instant and immediately stabbed the wooden wolf.

The branches moved very quickly, making a sound of breaking through the air.

The branches continued to expand in front of Timber Wolf's eyes, and he closed his eyes.

The flower blooms on two branches, one on each side.

Half an hour ago, Hua Nongwan was still lying on the recliner, thinking, constantly considering various methods, but found that it was not feasible.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind!

Cinderella said that the branches should be irrigated with tears. Tears are very important, and the lacrimal stone also accounts for the word "tears".

Lacrima, crystals formed from tears!

It seems possible!

Hua Nongwan took out a glass bottle and placed it in front of her eyes. She thought about sad things and made herself cry.

After a minute, tears just covered the bottom of the bottle.

Hua Nongwan looked at the capacity of the bottle, then at the results of her efforts and the changes in the bottle.

I thought maybe I didn’t have enough tears, so I just gave up and let myself cry.

She put away the bottle, flew to a lively market, took out a big vat, and took out a big trumpet, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't miss it when you pass by, your tears can be exchanged for money, yours The more tears you shed, the more money you give!”

The crowd talked a lot, but no one came forward.

Hua Nongwan took out another table, piled it with some money given by the king, and shouted loudly with a loudspeaker: "If you lie, you will lose ten! If I lie to others, you can report me!"

Looking at the money on the table, someone finally couldn't help it anymore, walked up to Hua Nongwan and asked where the tears were flowing.

With a smile on her face, Hua Nongwan pointed to the big tank, "Just cry in front of the big tank. Since you are the first, the reward will be doubled!"

The man was so excited that he tried hard to hold back his tears, but he only managed to hold back a few drops. He couldn't cry anymore. Just when he thought he had no money to take, Hua Nongwan gave him a silver coin.

The man walked away excitedly and said as he walked: "Wait for me, I'll call my family! My little sister is very good at crying and has a lot of tears!"

The crowd saw that they really had money to take, so they flocked to it, fearing that they would miss out on such a good thing.

Hua Nongwan spoke with a loudspeaker, giving money while maintaining order.

People gathered around the vat and cried together. This one has no more tears. Let’s replace it with the next one.

Gradually there were more tears, and a jar was successfully filled.

There was no change in the vat of tears. Hua Nongwan puffed out her cheeks and thought: Could it be that she was wrong?

Someone else asked if you can still exchange tears for money?

Hua Nongwan took out a big vat and asked them to continue crying!

【Who said that tears are enough! The anchor has a full tank, but it’s of no use at all! 】

[The anchor is also a genius, and he actually came up with this method to collect tears! 】

[The anchor’s luck is too bad! I’ve shed a lot of tears, but the tear spar hasn’t appeared yet! 】

[The anchor used to be a person favored by the goddess of luck, how come he has become a non-chief now! 】

[It’s really tears. A player was very lucky before. He got the Lacrima Stone with just one tear and successfully passed the level! It only takes 3 minutes from start to finish! 】

[Is the anchor suffering from bad luck? There are so many tears, why are there no special tears! 】

[The other tank is half full, does the anchor still have money? 】

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