第八十四章 (第3/5页)

eadlefttwistingtherightplace.

    Moreandmoreclosertothedistance，howheorIamalittleworry，whetheroldblackcan‘thelphimtofilamentscut，thatIcan‘twaitanylonger，Iamgoingtoputhisheadfilamentsbodycrouchslightlycutoffwithasword.

    Justthentwoblacktalkinginmymindsuddenly，eldersisterdon‘tworry，wearethatisnotclear，ifhetosellmymoneyitisachanceweentered.

    What

    Oldmancametotheking2blackalreadyatthismoment，hecroucheddowncarefullywatchedthetwoblack，mouthslurping，Ilivedsobigagehaven‘tseensuchabigbird...

    Ithinkmaybewenotsellshim，butlethimwhenourcashcow，thegunonthegroundthathewillbefightingskill，yeah，Ithink，littledreamhomebridgesiteisfilledwithtwohundredpeople.

    Anewdish，thediamondisacompensatefiveforfightingbeast，theoldbucketisacompensateten，we‘llfindtheshopkeeperhomeliufightertotryfirst，ifhereallyhavetwodownson，wewilldirectopendiskbucket，acompensateten，ifgetset...

    BastardtotaketwoblackColosseum，ohisnotabattle，butalsowithhisgambling，Madeleine，thewindiswhatthatguyis，letusalonecametowhatisthisplace，thereare15otherpeopleisnot

    Thentheoldmansaidtotherodofthedudurangrangwhat，andthentwoblackwingsmovedbehindtwotimes，thenlegsandmovingup，thenhandssupportingthestoodup.

    Theoldmansawtwoblackstoodup，andateasurprised，hisheadjusttothekneeoftwoblack，butnowhehasmorejoy......

    Whilethetwoblackvoicescomingfrommymind，eldersister，thissilkethnicgroupswithustoeatthatkindofflowerissimilar.

    Caninvadepeople‘sconsciousness，andthebodybeingmanipulated.

    However，oldblacktentacleshavecapturedthisthread，anditdoesnotenterintomyhead，aslongasIwanttosavethemselves，canbreakatanytime，nowalsodon‘tknowthisoldguy.

    Whenwehitthemountain，Isawtheboulderhasacrack，thereseemstobeachannel，Iwasdelightfullyboulderfellin，Ididn‘tthinktheholewiththisfilamentsdotrap，alsogoodoldblackimmediatelycapturedthisfilaments，withitstentaclesalsotoldmeitwastodrillintomymindcontrolme.

    Didn‘texpectdreamsattachedtobothofusissoimportant，ifnotattachedtothedreamswecan‘tflytothesky，notattachedtothedreamIcan‘tbeprotectedinthestorm，atthemomentifthereisnodream，twoblackalreadyisthelongwhitenosehairshortmancaptured.

    Thinkofthis，ontheangertodiminishsomeofthewind.

    Itisnowonderthatisbothofteacherandpupil.

    Atthispointtheshortmanhaswalkedtothedepthsofthechannel，holdingtwoblack，butthathugewormisbecomingflatbody，itsheadinthepastareturnaround...

    Iwasalmosttoclimbtothetopofthebigworm，can‘tIhavetowaitforthehugewormturnaround.

    AfterawhileIfinallyturnitsheadinthepast，Iambusyonthewallfromthesideaheadtoleaveablank，thereisafineseamonthetopofthechannel，alsodon‘tknowwherethelightpenetrationintothechannel，themountainisnot