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Chapter 7: The idiot becomes a great scholar

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Liu Zhenhan wiped his tears with his sleeves, opened his hazy tears, and began to look for the dry bamboo in the bamboo forest.

Countless withered bamboo branches piled on the turtle corpse, and the blazing flames immediately wrapped around the originally huge turtle. The violent sound of the bamboo burning could not conceal Liu Zhenhan's fierce and high crying sound

An osprey chirping came from the sky. Liu Zhenhan looked up and saw that it was Helen's crappy monster hovering over the bamboo forest.

Feeling something was wrong, Liu Zhenhan turned around quickly and found Helen standing in front of him pretty

Helen's face was blue and purple, all of which were scratched; her hair was messy, and the sacrificial robe was covered with scratches and moss. The appearance of Chu Ke Pity made Liu shake her in his arms, and his heart was full of screams.

Why did you come down? Do you know how high the cliff is? Liu Zhenhan twitched, tears filling his face

Richard, I heard a loud noise like a thunderbolt. What happened?

Helen twisted her neck and looked at the sky-sky fire, then looked at Liu Zhenhan's face full of tears, with black dust sticking on it, and was stunned. She couldn't help but wipe Liu Zhenhan with her white and tender little hands. The more she wiped, the darker she became.

All blood?

Liu Zhenhan choked and held Helen's little hand. Helen's palm was full of traces of being worn out by vines. What are you doing... Er... You are going to come down... If you fail... You... Er... How can I live Ah!

Are they really worried about you... Helen pouted, Richard, what's wrong with you? Why are you so sad?

Dog...Fuck... Liu Zhenhan wiped his tears, I was wrongly killed... Er... I took a monster... Er... Before he could wait for it to say hello to me... Er... Er... I was braided...

This model is so huge!

Helen looked at the turtle corpse that was burning in the fire and said regretfully: It’s a pity that he died, otherwise it would be a powerful monster! I even vaguely felt a trace of dragon's breath on its burning body. It must be a monster of sub-dragon species?

Yalong monster? Liu Zhenhan asked with a look on his face with pear blossoms

Haha... Helen couldn't hide her pride: My mentor, Lord Cui Beixi, is just a dragon priest! I can't tell the mistake of this dragon breath! This is a powerful and familiar smell

What is 'model'? Liu Zhenhan asked weakly

It's the turtle Ah!

Helen said in a naive manner with excitement: Do you know that the Vian shaman in the temple in my hometown is a model turtle man! Unfortunately, if you, the demon pet, don't die, take it back to your hometown, the Vian shaman will definitely appreciate you! A dragon-like monster! My Richard can embroider the sub-dragon-shaped heraldry on the sacrificial robe in the future. This monster leaves you with its breath, and my Richard is actually an aura of the dragon! There are no more than ten Ah of the dragons in all the temples! Campas is on!!

Yalong's fart... Liu Zhenhan cried and shivered: My eyes are almost Amazon River now! I don't know what's going on, I'm so sad now

Stop crying! Be good!

Helen patted Liu Zhenhan's shoulder like a child. I said that the monster and his master made a contract with his heart. If it dies, you will definitely cry.

I obviously have no feelings for it! I just met him. Liu Zhenhan whined.

There is nothing we can do about this! We all believe that only pure tears are the best place to bury the soul of a partner.

Helen sighed

She began to sing the first half of the Requiem song of the Spiritual War Song loudly to save the soul of the giant turtle

Liu Zhenhan couldn't help but sing loudly with him.

The quiet requiem sprinkled a magnificent halo, covering the turtle corpse in the fire, and Liu Zhenhan slowly stopped sobbing.

Damn... Liu Zhenhan cursed, and saw Helen's face froze, and quickly swallowed the rest of the words back

If I had known that singing could stop my tears, I would have sang it long ago

Liu Zhenhan pulled out the knife and began to peel off half of the wolf's wolf skin. Half of the wolf skin had been smashed and greasy by the giant tortoise, so it was no longer easy to use.

Tears record your fighting friendship, sorrow is Richard's only remaining emotional rest after you die, dear model warrior... Helen kissed her hands and half-kneeled to the turtle corpse in the fire and bowed to the fire.

What kind of friendship do I have with it? Liu Zhenhan opened his walnut eyes and muttered in a low voice

A heavy rain fell from the sky, as if the heaven was moved, and the burning fire was gradually extinguished

Liu Zhenhan quickly wrapped the feather clothes on Helen's body, looked up at the sky, and shook his head helplessly

Richard, look, the God of War Campas was also moved by the friendship between you and the model! Helen, wearing a feathered suit, raised her head and turned around, and looked at Liu Zhenhan excitedly

Liu Zhenhan curled his lips

You look so cute when you cry. Helen suddenly caressed Liu Zhenhan's face carefully, and her eyes began to soften.

Here comes again! I'm most afraid of you like this!

Liu Zhenhan whined, as long as Xiaoduzi gave him a little color, he felt that he couldn't control himself. During this time he knew Helen, his coconut panties had to be cleaned every day.

If I die in the future, will you cry? Helen stared at Liu Zhenhan affectionately

Fart! You are not allowed to say such things! Liu Zhenhan's excited facial muscles changed shape

Not only did this swear word not annoy Helen, Helen also smiled sweetly

Come and see this, Helen Liu Zhenhan held Helen's little hand and pulled her to the back of the turtle corpse that was still emitting light smoke, pointing to the words on the dark turtle shell and saying:

It is said that sacrificial priests have profound knowledge, so can you understand this? Liu Zhenhan asked

Helen's eyebrows frowned, she looked carefully for a while, shook her head regretfully

I'm sorry, dear Richard, this is not any kind of text I am familiar with, but I can be sure that the races that can invent words must be outstanding intelligent creatures.

How many words do you know now? Liu Zhenhan asked with his eyes slanted with his eyebrows squintingly

Our Fox tribe is an economic management talent in the Bemon Kingdom. Since childhood, our tribe people have accepted most of the writing and language learning on the Aegean continent. Although I am just a small Fox from a rural family that is not in power, I have also accepted the complete orc common language, Aegean human common language, Chiklatin, Desert human common language, and Alpine dwarf language learning. At the age of thirteen, I was discovered by the wandering tutor Cui Beixi, who was a wandering tutor, and after receiving the "wisdom enlightenment", I studied basic knowledge at the nearby Altar of Thurslenl, and now I can basically understand some of the dragon and elf languages.

Helen looked at Liu Zhenhan, and she felt Liu Zhenhan's strangeness.

The only 'wisdom enlightenment' function in the psychic war song can allow the instructor's sacrifice to instill us to a great extent. Helen added

Are there any texts on this continent that you don’t understand? Liu Zhenhan was unwilling to give up

Of course, there are the indigenous dialects of various races as vast as the stars in the sky, and the words and languages ​​on the Far East Silk Continent. I cannot learn all of them on our Danube Wilderness, and there are also the monuments left over from the War of Gods and Demons 10,000 years ago. The words on them are not only me, but also the most knowledgeable Viaian Shaman, who cannot interpret them.

Helen said honestly

I know this kind of text on the tortoise shell. Liu Zhenhan smiled a little far-fetchedly.

Campas is on! Helen covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide open

I won't lie to you, I'm serious. Liu Zhenhan took a deep breath and said seriously.

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"Background setting: Wisdom enlightenment in the psychic war song is a unique skill. In other words, every qualified priest can only have the possibility of giving an apprentice once in a lifetime. This is also the reason why the Begun priests have not been productive enough. After all, the priests who naturally produce awakened have to spend more time studying and practicing because they do not inherit wisdom. This is a gap with the priest apprentices.