The director, Xiaorener, and Zhou Yangyang sat back to back, unable to see each other. Taking advantage of the time when the wind-shaped monsters gathered together to laugh at them, Zhou Yangyang whispered to the director, "I have a paper knife in the side pocket of my backpack. You cover me and let me take it out."
The two of them moved their buttocks on the spot, and the little head of the garden faced the goblins, hiding Zhou Yangyang behind him.
While the goblins were not paying attention, he twisted his arm, trying to reach his hand into the side pocket. But no matter how hard Zhou Yangyang tried, he couldn't open the zipper of the side pocket. He finds it very strange, usually the zipper is very loose, but it is already tightened when going out, and it will open a small opening when he gets home. His mother often teaches him that such things will be lost, but it is easy to use at this critical moment?
"I advise you, don't waste your efforts." A voice said.
"Don't talk, do you want to be discovered by them?" Zhou Yangyang whispered to the principal of the garden.
The director was very aggrieved, "I didn't say anything. I thought it was you who said it. I wanted you to keep your voice down, but who knew you would speak first."
Both of them froze at the same time, looking down. The thorns and vines tied to the body tightened obviously, and a long, slender head protruded from the side of the two of them, and said to them, "Don't waste your efforts, your method won't work."
It turned out that the thorny vine that bound them was a low-level service demon, and it was what it said just now.
The principal of the garden was taken aback by the snake-like goblin, and struggled to break through its shackles. But the more he moved the thorny vine, the tighter it was, and in a blink of an eye a dent had been drawn on the two chests.
"Don't move!" Zhou Yangyang said to him, "Do you really want to be strangled to death by this guy?"
The little head of the garden director is in a mess, and he is most afraid of snakes. When I used to live in the village, there were often these so-called "little dragons" haunting, lying in the middle of the road at every turn, unable to go around, wanting to fight but not daring.
"Snakes are spiritual. If you hit them, they will remember. Sooner or later, they will come back to take revenge on you." The village elder said this, without changing his face, he picked up a long branch and threw the snake into the grass on the side of the road. It disappeared in a second. The act often frightened him more, and its absence was more intriguing than the sight of a snake.
"I'm not that snake you said," the thorny vine couldn't stand it anymore, and corrected, "I'm the vine demon."
The garden manager turned his head and looked at it carefully, and found that it really looked like a withered vine, and it was still far from a snake. Now he finally calmed down and gave up struggling.
"Hey, Vine Demon." Zhou Yangyang said, "Can you let us go, what we just said is true, and I didn't lie to you."
The vine demon shook his head, "I can't help it, I only obey Bing Archie's orders, your words won't work on me."
Zhou Yangyang turned his head and looked behind him, staring at the transparent hockey puck, "Is the Bing Archie you're talking about?"
The vine demon nodded, "Of course. It is the highest rank among the wind-type monsters, and it is also their leader." The vine demon was very proud when he said this, and as the leader of the service demon, its worth seemed to have risen.
"And~" said the little man of the garden in a bad mood, "It seems that the wind monster is really in decline, even the leader is so ignorant, no wonder he can only stay away from the city and live in this wilderness."
As soon as the words fell, the vine demon tightened his body again, strangled him and screamed.
"Don't say a few words," Zhou Yangyang said in a low voice, "The important thing now is to find a way to make them believe in us."
Flying over the entire colorful desert at low altitude, Fang Xiaoyuan found a dark gray hill standing alone in front of him. This mountain is different from the scenic spots she has visited in the human world in the past. It is not covered with any vegetation, and there is no trace left by the wind and rain on the surface of the rocky cliffs. It is smooth and flat like an egg.
"The Prison Sand Mountain is in front of us," said Fen Archie.
"The Prison Sand Mountain is in front of you?" Fang Xiaoyuan asked wonderingly, "Then what is the desert we just passed?"
"That's sand," Pink Archie said, and laughed "giggle", "This is the mountain."
Looking around, the Prison Sand Mountain is located in the center of the entire colorful desert, like a big stone thrown from the air, it just fell right here, and it stayed.
"It's not like this," Fen Archie explained. "There was a prison sand mountain first, and then there was a desert. The most special thing about this prison sand mountain is that it can attract colored fine sand from all directions. At first it There is actually only a small piece of sand around the lake, and it took a long time to gather into the vast sand sea it is now."
"Isn't that just like a magnet?" Fang Xiaoyuan said, "It's just that?The iron stone attracts iron, and what it absorbs is sand. "
Fan Archie doesn't know what a magnet is, let alone what iron is, so she is bewildered. "You are very learned," it said. "If you go to the school of spells, you will be the first."
Fang Xiaoyuan didn't expect that she would be so powerful in the eyes of this wind-shaped monster. Even in the human world, she had never won the first place. If there is a chance, she really wants to go to the spell school to take a look.
Pink Archie led her down slowly, and finally landed at the foot of the dark gray hill, gathering up the smoke and turning into a pink ball again. It was empty, not a single goblin. It circled around a few times, lowered its head, and said to Fang Xiaoyuan in frustration, "They left me and left."
"Are you talking about those wind demons who audit you?"
"Yeah." Pink Archie nodded, "It must be because the assessment time has passed and I haven't brought you back. They defaulted that I failed the assessment." Speaking of which, it sat on the ground slumped, "I have always been the last one. They are not famous, and they learn things slower than other students, and the goblins who entered Prison Sand Mountain with me have already been recognized by the wind-type goblin group."
"Actually, Jin Archie and Nuan Archie who took the exam with me today are both younger than me, but their speed is much faster than mine." Pink Archie lowered his head and muttered to himself, "I really didn't If you don¡¯t use it, you may never be able to become a real wind monster.¡±
"That's not the case!" Fang Xiaoyuan said suddenly, "I think you are a hundred times better than them!"
Pink Archie looked up at her in surprise.
"No one is perfect, and fairies are the same, they just fly a little faster than you." Fang Xiaoyuan sat down beside it, supported Fen Archie's round body, and patted it gently, "I saw it before. I used to have very powerful wind monsters, but I don't like them. Compared with them, I like you more."
"Why?"
"Because you are kinder and more sincere, you don't tell lies, and you don't make fun of others." Having said this, Fang Xiaoyuan stood up, "Let's go, I'll help you argue with those old goblins who are reviewing, if you don't believe them, they won't accept you .¡±
After hearing her words, Archie Fen cheered up again, and gratefully said to Fang Xiaoyuan, "Thank you." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com