Chapter 12 Sycamore Demon

The construction of the Sanqing Gang is in full swing. Due to sufficient funds, many architects can finally show their elegant demeanor. Many other ideas have been put forward. Meng Shang's soul gently shakes his Zhuge fan and listens to the talk of the architects next to him, and the smile on his face gradually increases.

I didn't expect that there were so many excellent talents hidden in such a small place in Panlong Town. In the end, Meng Shanghun also felt that the proposal was quite good.

The death threat also came back from training outside and kept greeting the members of the gang. Many people thought that the cold gang would ignore them, but they didn't expect that they had completely guessed wrong.

If you want to say that the most popular person in the gang is Fang Pianqi, Fang Pianqi, who was originally good at talking. Since the establishment of the gang, he has been hanging out with the people in the gang all day long. When he has nothing to do, he goes out to dig with professional miners. If he has nothing to do, he will take a group of younger brothers out to upgrade. In addition, Fang Pian 7 does not have any shelf. Therefore, the popularity is surprisingly good.

The people in the gang will be used to calling the seventh master when they see him.

According to the idea of Xiyuan, the death threat established the Assassin Hall, the Swordsman Hall, the Swordsman Hall, the Archer Hall, and the four lobby entrances, and arranged for you to be strong as the head of the Assassin Hall. If you can't open your mouth, you can be the head of the Swordsman Hall, and Jiansan will be the head of the Swordsman Hall. As for the archer Hall, he is called a little frog. The young man who had just joined the club took it.

What do you want to ask Fang Pianqi what he did? He is the deputy master of the gang, and he obviously lost his airs when he became the head of the gang. Besides, Xiyuan will never let him take office and be talented.

Meng Shanghun was assigned the position of military division, and the power went straight to the master, but no one complained. After all, this boy's ability is too outstanding.

In the past few days, the Sanqing Gang has finally embarked on a formal and harmonious atmosphere, which has been envied by many players, but the quota of the Sanqing Gang has been full, which has stopped many people.

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At the east gate of Qinglong City, a beggar with ragged clothes was sitting on the ground and squinting.

Xi Yuan and Wan'er passed in front of him and could smell the smell from him from afar! Xiyuan wanted to leave quickly, but Wan'er stopped. She took out a gold coin from her arms and gently put it in the beggar's broken bowl.

Just as the two turned their bodies and were about to pass through the East Gate, the beggar suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at Xiyuan's back, and said to himself: Maybe he can help him fulfill his wishes.

"Little brother!" A shout came from the rear. Xiyuan not only stopped his pace, but also called himself? He is not sure.

Turning around, Xiyuan saw the beggar's bright eyes and wondered why a small beggar's eyes were full of so many things.

"Are you calling me?" Xiyuan asked tentatively.

"Ye" The beggar nodded gently, then put away his broken bowl and came to Xiyuan and said, "I think the little brother is excellent in martial arts. Can you help me do something next?"

Xiyuan didn't want to help him. What he hated most in his life was this kind of people who had hands and feet but didn't get anything for nothing. He felt that there was no difference between a beggar and a little white face. The only difference may be his status and face.

However, the next sentence of the little beggar made Xiyuan unable to agree: Su Qier, who is a beggar gang, came here not long ago, but he didn't expect that the weapon in his hand was robbed by the monkey of the monkey of Monkey Mountain. Today, I saw that the young warrior is full of energy. Can you help me? Find the weapon."

System Tip: Su Qier, the leader of the beggar gang, begged you to help him find the stolen weapon and hit the dog stick. Do you accept it?

Accept.

Seeing that Xiyuan promised himself, a smile appeared on Su Qier's face: Shaoxia, I can only stay here for 7 days. Please help me find it within 7 days.

"I will try my best! Don't worry."

Obviously, this is a hidden task. If it hadn't been for herself and Wan'er reaching this place at this time, if Wan'er had put a gold coin in the beggar's bowl, and if the initial attribute of the Western Yuan did not reach more than 25, this task would not have been able to be received. Maybe this is a coincidence.

Linghou Mountain, Xiyuan remembers seeing a special map of Qinglong City on the map of the city owner.

Hundred Forests is an ordinary monster map of Qinglong City, with a monster level between 60-80.

At this moment, the trees are extremely quiet, scattered trees are scattered on the loose ground, and the treetops float gently back and forth in the breeze.

Hundreds of trees are strange, and Xiyuan meditate on the words recorded on the map. Maybe this seemingly strong tree has its own consciousness and has been cultivated into a refined one, and Xiyuan said secretly in his heart.

A vine formed by a branch kept moving towards them. Xiyuan's ears moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, he quickly turned around, and the wind sword quickly waved a sword, and the sharp sword hit the vine with a crisp sound and broke.

The broken vines quickly collected back until they disappeared from the sight of Xiyuan.

"Brother! It seems that there are tree demons here!" Wan'er, as a true practicer, is not unfamiliar with this. Not to mention games, even she has seen tree demons, flower demons and so on in reality.

Everything has life. It seems that the heavenly Tao is right. Not only do all things in the world pursue their own way, but other creatures are also pursuing their own way, one flower, one world, one tree and one heaven

The trees here have obviously formed their own consciousness. They no longer dare to approach in a blow of Xiyuan, and Xiyuan did not have too much entanglement. The top priority is to find Su Qier's dog stick.

Like birds and beasts, different trees have their own different areas, and different trees also need their own spleen. A locust forest just passed in Western Yuan, and the locust trees are warm. And now we are facing the sycamore tree. Since ancient times, sycamore trees have often been combined with fierce ghosts. They are grumpy and have the desire to attack.

The pink sycamore flowers hanging on the tree are extremely strange under the breeze.

Xi Yuan and Wan'er held hands and moved their bodies step by step.

The sound of brushing kept coming from the tree in the forwards of the two. Xiyuan's ears moved slightly, and his eyes dared not slack off at all.

A towering sycamore tree in front of them blocked their footsteps. Xiyuan judged that this old sycamore tree would have a history of at least thousands of years by the strength of the sycamore tree.

Wan'er grasped Xiyuan's hands tightly, and this horrible atmosphere made her heart restless.

"Level 80 dark gold monster, don't be afraid! Maybe it won't attack us." Xiyuan comforted.

The two passed quietly from the side, and even their breathing became very light, but the sycamore was originally a militant element in the tree, and how could they let go of the two weak human beings in front of them.

Just as the two passed through the sycamore tree, the sycamore flowers all over the sky suddenly floated towards them. Xiyuan instantly pushed Wan'er's body forward, and then the Yufeng sword flew out of his body and fell on his right hand.

A protective cover gradually formed in the wave of Xiyuan, and the falling sycamore flowers hit the energy mask like hail and made a tinkling sound. Wan'er's hands also moved, and she saw fireballs coming out of Waner's staff one after another and burning towards the thick body of the sycamore.

"Not bad! Among the five elements, the tree is wood. Although fire does not restrain wood, it can also cause a lot of damage. Xiyuan's eyes showed light.

The strong flame suddenly ignited the scattered branches of the sycamore tree, making a creaking sound. Xiyuan suddenly moved, and Wan'er's blow helped him relax from the attack. The imperial wind sword swept a whirlwind towards the towering sycamore tree. The thick branches kept swaying in the wind blowing, and the sycamore flowers on the tree were also deeply sucked in by the wind made by Xiyuan.

At this moment, it is difficult for the sycamore tree to organize a decent attack. The burning of the branches made his nerves painful, and his best weapon was also sucked away by the men below.

Suddenly, countless vines oozed from his dry limbs. This is the inherent nerve formed after a hundred years of cultivation. Usually, it is not easy to apply it. However, today, two human beings have completely aroused its anger. They thought that they could make a sieve with the sycamore flowers on their body. I never thought that the two people It is a congenital fire attribute, and one is an innate wind attribute.

The vines flew quickly towards Wan'er and Xiyuan like tentacles, and the spurs on them clearly appeared in front of Xiyuan's eyes.

You must not let them entangle their bodies. Xi Yuan thought to himself that his body kept moving, dodging the tentacles flying across the sky, and looked sideways at Wan'er's situation at least much better than himself.

Wan'er's fireball skill played a role, and dozens of vines were like fear of fire, and they dared not take a step forward in front of Wan'er's eyes.

Xiyuan wanted to run out of this area, but after careful consideration, he denied this idea and must not give his back to the enemy.

The strong collision force made Xiyuan's body spit out a mouthful of blood again. Bright red blood fell from his face to his black armor. Wan'er, standing in the distance, suddenly saw the red blood on Xiyuan's body and rushed over.

Xiyuan's spirit seemed to collapse, and the severe pain made him breathless. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the tears of the stars burst out again with a strong blue light into Xiyuan's mind.

Xiyuan wiped the blood stains on his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face. It was not over yet. Thinking that he had gathered his spirit again, this time he obviously felt that his spirit had changed some qualitatively, or it should be said that he had become stronger.

The tree demon was extremely excited at this moment. He thought he had finally killed the human spirit that entered the pulse, but when he was about to celebrate, a voice sounded: Little tree demon, the game has just begun!

Xiyuan's spirit gathered to a point, and then violently hit the spiritual body of the tree demon. This time he wanted it to pay back with blood.

Boom! The whole body of the sycamore tree trembled, and the note on the tree suddenly broke. Once, twice, three times, Xiyuan kept hitting a place.

The branches kept breaking in the impact of Xiyuan, and even the cracks in the trunk of the sycamore tree were caused by the impact of Xiyuan.

No! Impossible! How could he suddenly become so powerful? The sycamore tree showed a desperate expression, and the victory was right in front of him, but he didn't catch it.

The pulse road finally broke open in the continuous impact of Xiyuan, and then the whole sycamore tree was like a withered monk. The bright luster on the tree became dim, and the whole tree withered.

The body of the sycamore tree keeps withering and finally turns into dust on the ground.

Xiyuan was also uncomfortable at this moment. His spirit kept twitching. Suddenly, he remembered the elixir left by Sanqing Zhenren and casually picked up one and put it in his mouth. I don't know how long it took, Xiyuan opened his eyes slightly, and the eyebrows on his face also unfolded. Unexpectedly, the consuming spirit just now was quickly made up for it. Come here, it seems that the elixir made by the sauna really lives up to its reputation.