Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

The bald priest turned into sand and disappeared into the ground. Tom's big melon fell into the air. He felt the ground shaking under his feet and quickly flew off the ground.

The desert was leaving and a huge sandstorm was sweeping in. Tom teleported away from the range of the sandstorm and turned around to find a rolling sea of ​​sand following closely behind him.

Tom couldn't find the bald priest's figure, but the sand shadow had completely merged into the desert, just like a drop of water into the sea, making it particularly difficult to find.

There was no choice, Tom first added several shields to himself, and then started a large-scale fire spell.

Zhang Qiyuan and his two pets were watching the battle with great interest, but the flames shot up into the sky and he was first covered in the heat.

Then, a bald head suddenly emerged from the sand under his feet.

Before Zhang Qiyuan could complain about Tom's pettiness, he actually withdrew his shield and saw the bald priest trying to sneak attack him.

"It's your blessing to run into my hands."

Zhang Qiyuan stepped on the bald head and crushed it hard. This was the first time he used the combined power of Lilith and Harvest.

A handful of seeds that had been accumulated for thousands of years were blown out. Of course, what kind of seeds they were depended on luck. After all, how could Zhang Qiyuan know what kind of green plants the Sahara Desert liked?

"Poisonous thorns in the black desert. It seems that Sahara also has good taste."

The poisonous thorns have a terrifying ability to reproduce and grow. In an instant, they can bloom into sharp thorns and bite their prey tightly.

The bald priest, as the prey, wanted to transform into sand and leave, but soon, the poisonous thorns reproduced at an accelerated rate, splitting into dense thorn bushes, and the tiny spikes firmly bound every grain of sand.

The sound of painful wails echoed throughout the desert. Hamunatta was covered with black and red poisonous thorns, which continued to expand their growth range along with loud howls.

Tom looked down at the howling desert beneath his feet, and his awe of the chairman increased again.

Sure enough, the chairman’s evolution is always accelerating.

Of course, it is possible that the poor priest was simply unlucky.

Zhang Qiyuan waved at Tom: "Come over here, there is a place to stay."

Axue squatted beside Zhang Qiyuan and yawned. Just now, it touched a poisonous thorn with its paw, and then the whole paw pad swelled like a ball. Zhang Qiyuan had to feed it ten detoxification pills.

One pill is not enough to detoxify quickly, so use more.

So Axue is very well-behaved now.

Tom flew over and landed beside Zhang Qiyuan. He pointed at the sea of ​​sand that had turned into wailing sand and said, "He is one of the protagonists of the love story."

"Where's the other protagonist?" Zhang Qiyuan asked. How come there's only one left? Wasn't it said that they were going to have a long-lasting love affair for a thousand years? "Isn't he dead?!"

Tom nodded. "It's hanging on a pyramid called Amshe."

Zhang Qiyuan smacked his lips. What kind of name is Amshe? It's weird. Of course, none of this matters. He listened to the desert music and asked with great interest: "Tell me about it in detail. Don't be dry."

"I know roughly what happened. He wanted to resurrect his lover, but failed the first time. The second time, his lover gave up on him and then died. He was cursed and exiled to this desert forever." Tom finished his words succinctly and concisely.

Zhang Qiyuan was not very satisfied. How did he fail? How did he break up? How did he die?

This requires a detailed outline and a few storybooks? ?

Tom also knew that he could not satisfy the chairman, so he took the initiative to suggest: "Let the person involved speak in person."

Zhang Qiyuan said speechlessly: "Didn't you notice? He was speaking ancient Egyptian. Do you understand?"

Tom suddenly found the situation difficult. How could he communicate without speaking the same language?

You can't rely on sign language.

This is not elegant at all.

"Chairman, is there any solution?"

Zhang Qiyuan noticed Tom's anxiety. Although Tom didn't show it on his face, the fact that he asked this question showed his urgency.

But Zhang Qiyuan is particular about the benefits of doing things.

Or let him have fun and be happy from the bottom of his heart.

Either make him feel it is valuable and the investment can be doubled.

The Zhang family’s investment in Tom is another matter. Zhang Qiyuan doesn’t care about that. He now has a super interesting idea.

"Why don't you just convert him into your disciple?" Zhang Qiyuan said while gesturing, "Just put the seal on the back of your hand on him, and then you two will be able to communicate without language barriers."

Tom's arm was still hot and showing signs of expanding. He was a little worried. Although Zhang Qiyuan would not let him die, he would definitely suffer!

"How to do it?" If he succeeds, he will give stamps to all his subordinates when he returns!

Perfect communication system!

The way Zhang Qiyuan collected the poisonous thorns was for Ah Huan to eat them all into his stomach, and the sand pile gathered again to form a new human shape.

The bald priest's eyes were dull from the torture.

Zhang Qiyuan said ruthlessly: "While his mental defense is at its lowest, mobilize your void ability and imagine pulling him into the void where you are."

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

As an excellent graduate, Tom succeeded in one try, and the process took no more than two minutes.

Zhang Qiyuan was very satisfied: "Well done, now you can connect with your disciples."

The moment Tom branded the bald priest, he felt a new kind of power flowing into his body along the brand.

These energies slightly relieved the temperature of the arm and prevented it from causing stinging.

"I seem to be able to absorb his power." Tom sensed it carefully and found that this power was somewhat similar to the power of the Resurrection Stone.

Zhang Qiyuan was not surprised that Tom could find this out. He smiled and said, "So, when I need it, I can also draw on your strength."

It's just that he looked down upon this little bit of energy. It was very mixed and there was no need to sort it out again.

"Chairman, I will probably never be of any use to my dedication." Tom thought that Zhang Qiyuan's ocean looked down on his small stream, but at the same time, he thought to himself that this seemed to be just like developing downlines.

One thing is that a person with such great energy as the chairman does not need to draw energy from his subordinates at all, or it may not be of much value.

Secondly, his own body was in a stage of deficiency and might have been drawing on it involuntarily.

Finally, it is best to use energy from the same source, as it is easier to integrate if absorbed.

Tom's thoughts were in a frenzy. Although he was standing in the desert, he couldn't wait to fly back to the wizarding world and try to find more offline people.

With the chairman’s exemplary performance, there should be no safety hazards on this road.

Mr. Voldemort, whose career is about to take off, now attaches great importance to his own safety. There is a saying that is very true: as long as the green mountains remain, there is no fear of running out of firewood.

His green mountain must produce firewood continuously! !

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