Self-cultivation of dragon set

Glass is still with Bai, sitting by a broken branch and eating a peach.There was no water source around, so he could only use a knife to peel off the peach skin. The peeled peach was sent to Bai's hand first, and the peach juice that flowed between his fingers was licked off, and then he peeled one for himself to eat.

When Bai came back to him just now, he was carrying a huge peach branch on his shoulders, and the branches and leaves were dragging behind him like a broom. Then peel the peaches one by one.He ate very fast and peeled very fast, but he always peeled one more peach than he ate, and the extra one was naturally for the peach pickers.

But Bai refused to eat more.He ate only one peach, and wrapped the rest in leaves and placed them at Glass's feet.

Then he walked into the forest and continued to search for the whereabouts of the temple knights and the killer group.For a whole afternoon, they walked half a circle in the forest, but they still couldn't find a single person. Although the plants could convey the scenery with divine power, they couldn't tell him what happened, so he could only rely on the protagonist's detective-like reasoning ability, Tell Glass the traces he saw, and let him draw a logical conclusion.

The only thing he didn't dare to infer was Knight Knight's life and death, because Bai really didn't want to hear the inference "Nate is dead" from him.No news is the best news. As long as he doesn't see the knight's body or hear anyone say that something happened to him, he can still firmly believe that his knight is safe and sound under the protection of the people in the Sand Temple. left.

It was getting late, and Bai didn't have enough mental strength to check the surrounding situation, so he sat on a knocked down tree trunk to rest.Because the two of them were too focused on tracking those messy traces, they had fallen into the depths of the dense forest at this moment, and they couldn't return to the main road for a while, so they could only choose to sleep in the woods.

The grass is deep and the forest is dense, and there are occasional wild beasts and even monsters around, so it is not a good place to camp.But in the eyes of those with a heart, this place is warmer and more comfortable than a luxury hotel room, and the bleak cry of wild animals is comparable to the singing of birds outside the window in the early morning.Glass cleared a small piece of clean grass, built a bonfire with dead branches collected on the road, and continued peeling peaches while the fire was raging.

Bai still only ate one, and gave the rest back to him: "I don't need to eat, you are injured, eat more to replenish your strength."

Glass sighed: "You ran back to the city to save me and came here to look for people. You must be very tired. If you are worried about those missing people and don't want to eat, then go to bed earlier."

He ate the peaches in two or three bites, wiped off the peach juice on his palm with a handkerchief, took off his black magic robe and spread it on the ground, letting Bai lie on it to rest.The temperature in the forest is much lower than that of the outside world. Although it is summer, there is also some cool wind and dew at night. Like Bai, he only wears a shirt and underwear, even if he is wrapped in cloth, it will be a bit cold.

But after he took off his magic robe, there was only a set of single clothes inside, and when the night wind blew, a layer of goose bumps appeared on his exposed arms.He pulled his sleeves calmly, walked to Bai, gently pressed his shoulders, and advised: "You are roasting here, your chest is hot, your back is cold, and you are easy to get sick, you should go over there." Lie down for a while. I'll keep watch for you here, and I'll wake you up in case of danger."

As he spoke, his hands quietly changed into rings, and he hugged his slender white body into his arms.Through the two thin layers of single clothes, the warm skin instantly ironed his heart, and Glass even felt a little impulsive, wanting to tear through all the disguises of this person, pull him off the altar, and imprison him forever in his arms.However, Bai suddenly turned his head back, looked into his heart with clear eyes, and immediately turned all his thoughts into nothing.

He could no longer think about it, because his spirit had fallen into an endless abyss, and he fell into a coma.Bai looked down at his sleeping face, withdrew his fingers from his acupuncture point, hugged his weak body with his backhand, carefully placed it on the mage's robe, and covered him with the white cloth he wrapped himself in.

"You care about him very much." Another voice came from the forest, accompanied by the sound of flip-flopping slippers, that tall figure also appeared in front of the firelight, with a resolute and handsome face illuminated by the campfire, with his hands clasped on his sleeves Li, looked down at the two people on the ground.

Bai Ceng bounced up from the ground, turned around and rushed forward, grabbed the collar of his god with a passion he had never experienced in his life, and called him enthusiastically: "My creator, the guide of my soul, and forever I know that you have not abandoned your humble believer. Tell me how Knight Knight is now? He is a fanatic who is much more devout than me. With your protection, he will return safely and soundly. Are you at home?"

The skirt of Saturn's clothes was almost pulled shut by him, he couldn't help but frowned, and scolded: "Don't pull it, he's fine, if you pull it down, you'll be the one with trouble!"

Which god would tolerate believers dragging their clothes like this?Even if the one in front of him is especially favored by him, he must be taught a lesson when it is time to teach him a lesson.Let him make roasted pig's trotters and skin jelly tonight, and let him clean all the hairs by himself, not leaving any hair behind!

The God of Saturn pulled the skirt out of the believer's hands, saw that there was no place to sit around, and waved his hands to conjure up a carpet and cushion, sat on it comfortably and said, "Your knights and people from the temple are looking for You, and there are rumors that you have been caught and sold... But why are your clothes in such a mess? It's disheartening, it's a shame for me."

Hearing that the left envoy Knight was fine, Bai felt relieved, patted his chest and replied: "The killers who come from somewhere want to kill Glass, and also want to kidnap and sell me. After I killed their leader, I rushed When I went back to rescue Glass, I didn’t have time to change clothes, so I took off the priest’s clothes and pretended casually.”

With Saturn sitting there, this barren mountain seemed to be his familiar kitchen.Bai took out the space from his underwear pocket and took out the ring belt, first took out a eiderdown quilt to cover Glass, then took out the pots and pans and the pig's trotters, pigskin, ribs, pork belly that Saturn wanted to eat, and took the ring Soak the large bucket of clear water stored in it.

There happened to be a bonfire, so Bai first burned the pigskin on the fire, then scraped off the black scab with a knife, and removed the remaining short hair.The god of agriculture looked over his busy figure and fell on Glass, and asked, "Why did you knock him out? I don't care about being seen by humans."

"I care." Bai shaved the pigskin and replied without raising his head: "He still doesn't know who I am, he thinks I'm really an elf. Once you sit here and order some food, he will definitely guess that I am Your loyal cook."

The God of Saturn finally noticed his ears, looked carefully at his face again, and said with some enlightenment: "No wonder you put on a new mask. It turned out to be disguised as an elf. But what's the point of you deceiving him like this?" ? Are you not afraid that he will fall in love with your incarnation, and he will not like your body in the future?"

"How can I...I don't love him, but his life is my life, so...uh, it's not right, it should be said that it is my mission to add suffering to his life..." Bai organized his words Scraping the pigskin, a good piece of skin was almost transparent, and the finger accidentally scraped a cut, blood dripped down the wound, and a bloody flower bloomed on the pigskin.

The god of agriculture hooked his fingers, and divine power rolled out from his blood, smoothing the wound.Bai looked at the wound in surprise, and never thought that the god in charge of agricultural production also had the power to heal the wound - why didn't he give this power to believers when he had it for a long time!The people in the Temple of Saturn have no ability other than farming, and they are not practical at all on the battlefield. They have been ridiculed for tens of thousands of years, don't you know?

The god of agriculture probably really didn't know why there was nothing to be ridiculed for being weak in combat power, so he leaned lazily on the cushion and waved at him: "The power I bestow on you can not only undo the deed, but also heal wounds. But I The power of the gods is not as good as other gods, so be careful, and beware of the backlash of the two demons you raised when I am not around."

Bai quietly listened to his instructions, working non-stop, and quickly packed up the pig skin and trotters and stewed them, then set up a wire mesh grill on the fire to roast pork belly strips, poured another One-pan deep-fried pork ribs.The god of agriculture held a dipping plate in his hand, and he ate a net of meat as soon as he roasted it. His gods made another fire to boil plum sauce, and threw the fried short ribs into the sauce to coat it.

At the climax of the moon, the stewed pig's trotters were also out of the pot. The skin and meat were so soft that they would rot at the touch, wrapped in a soup full of collagen, and the bones could be removed after a little cooking. The Warcraft summoned.Even if there is a god of agriculture sitting here, there are still some unyielding beings howling in the distance.

But the person who cooked the meal didn't even eat a bite.

He hadn't eaten for a whole day, and his stomach growled when he was cooking, and he would have tasted half of the pot while cooking, but today he let his stomach rebel against him and refused to eat anything .Holding the rotten pork ribs in both hands, the god of agriculture persuaded: "You are not a woman, what are you doing on a diet, is it to please that man? You are my believer, even if you are on a diet, it should be for your gods, not For someone else!"

Bai sighed heavily: "This is a serious and noble artistic pursuit of mine. You see, I am playing the role of a forest elf now. According to the health weight chart of various races in the world, elves with a height like me can't exceed the weight Yes, so..."

In the future, a hard and long weight loss war must be carried out!

He twisted his body in the firelight, as flexible and enchanting as a snake, under the interlacing of light and shadow, he was actually more moving than the succubus of the demon race.His bones also seemed to have been pulled away, and his broad shoulders and chest continued to shrink, changing from a normal human body to a slender elf shape.The muscles that originally appeared to be only a thin layer became thicker due to the shrinkage of the bones. Looking through the clothes, it seemed that a layer of soft flesh had grown. In just a few minutes, he seemed to have completely changed. personal.

The god of agriculture stared at him for a moment, until his changes completely stopped, and then slowly said: "It's amazing. If you don't have my brand on you, I can know every change. Then I got the power of others."

Bai pinched the extra soft flesh on his stomach, and said painfully: "How could I betray you, my whole family has been your most loyal believers for dozens of generations. This is just a martial art that changes bones Forget it, can't assassins also change their body at will? I'm not as good as assassins, at least they don't have to think about losing weight after shrinking their bones."

"Since you voluntarily, I won't leave any food for you today." Hawthorne accepted the explanation from the favored man without any psychological burden, and picked up the last pig's trotter on the plate.

His favored person is now as fleshy as a pig's trotter, especially his hands, which are slender and smooth, and the bones inside can't be seen at all. Just looking at it makes people want to gnaw on the pig's trotter.