Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 401 Departure on the journey (1)

At the same time, the territory of the Turks, the home of the herbalist Puff.

"Do you have a leopard's territory?" The patriarch Tutan shook some ash in the wooden ashtray, and took a long pipe to take a sip. The strong smell of the medicine smoke spreads in the air.

"Even if you can take you there, what can you do? The leopards have just died of the patriarch, and now they are still struggling for the next patriarch’s position. You will only make things more beautiful when you go this time. Complex."

(Note: About a month ago, the last Gryk (Leopard Terran) patriarch Hackett was dead in the hands of the Grand Duke of Hall.)

Bedyville thought for a moment: "Is there anyone who can talk to me? Especially, after knowing the truth about the Egyptian massacre and the shady scenes of the fox people, I think they can calm down and re-examine this war. ——"

The tiger boy, Albert, couldn't help but interrupt: "Huckert has three sons, they are all fighting for the position of the patriarch, are you going to intervene in their disgusting rights war?"

The werewolf teenager retorted: "I just want to tell them [the truth]. They finally decide what it is, I don't know, and I don't have the right to change. Of course, this thing is not convincing from my mouth. If The Tutans grow up to help say a few words -"

The Tutan chief quietly listened to the biceps of the two teenagers. Seeing that Biddeville looked at it with the look of anticipation, he took a sip of smoke slowly and blew a cigarette ring: "Sorry, this time, my Turkic people want Keeping neutral. It is more troublesome for me to say this than to you. My family and the Romani (Fox people) have a bad relationship, and all orcs know. I will only talk more and more black."

Bedyville was a bit disappointed. But he couldn't hold much expectations, so he had to pay a smile: "Okay, okay-"

Tutan suddenly smiled mischievously: "I have a good idea. Let Paphoe go with you."

Papillon, a man-made herbalist who prepared herbs on the side, couldn't help but tremble, and the bowl in his hand was knocked over.

"It’s a long way. It’s a lot of trouble." Puff replied coldly, not even turning his head.

"Hehehe, you are too far away by boat. Don't make excuses!" Tutan forced him. "You are not a small person. It is time to travel around the world."

Puff was silent for a few seconds. "command?"

"Yes, the command of the patriarch." Tutan used a tougher tone. "Tomorrow, you will set off and walk with the slave ship. By the way, help me see the goods."

Despite his dissatisfaction, Puff nodded and agreed.

About four years ago, in a secret research lab on the Great Marsh.

The pharmacist, the old Pever, pierced the red, sharp iron pile into his son, Puff's chest.

"Hey, it hurts, hurts! Stop! Oh, beg you, stop!" His hands and feet were firmly shackled on the iron pillar, and there was no other way than to ask for mercy with his mouth.

"That's a little bit, Hal." Old Papho did not stop, but continued to prepare the next picket. In order to study this anesthetic, he is already in a state of madness.

The air is filled with the smell of charred meat, and the meat of Harparver's chest is burning. The picket pierced his chest an inch deep and burned his flesh and blood. He felt that even his breathing was burning.

"You will be an adult tomorrow, but there is no way to show your [value] to the family. If you continue this way, you will be exiled. Even if it is rude, you have to do it for me. Your [value], no exile for the time being."

Pulled a bunch of beautiful words. In fact, what he wants is just a mouse for testing drugs.

Another picket pierced the small Pever's thigh, rubbed from his leg bones, and pierced from behind. It hurts him cold and sweaty, wants to struggle, his hands and feet are fixed by the iron shovel, and the silk does not move.

"Pharmaceutical, give me medicine!" The elephant boy succumbed, and he whispered to his father.

"This is the child." Old Puff put the medicine bowl on the mouth of the elephant, and poured the medicine into the mouth of the little Pever: "Drink it, drink it! You will be fine!"

Hey, hey. The vicious anesthetic burns the throat.

auzw.com Hey, hey. Bitter and stinking.

Hey, hey. Rolling in the internal organs.

The anesthetic soon began to work, turning the skin of the elephant-like teenager into a purple-red color.

This medicine not only relieves pain, but also stops bleeding and promotes wound healing. Of course, it also made the elephant boy unconscious, and began to talk about a bunch of nonsense that no one can understand.

In order to test the ability of the drug to recover, the pharmacist old Papho began to use his knife to scratch his son's body. The wounds that are drawn will be restored in an instant, leaving a trail of scars.

The old Papho was not satisfied with the recovery effect of the medicine, and he re-adjusted the formula, grabbed the mouth of the unclear son, and poured the medicine.

Then, continue to create more damage and continue to circulate in damage and recovery.

The elephant-like boy squinted at his eyes and burst into tears. The analgesic effect of the drug effect has long passed, and every knife cut on him has been painful.

When I was feeding the medicine for the third time, I felt like a sullen person, and began to spit into the sea and spit it out, and spit out the anesthetic in my stomach.

"Drink!! Why don't you drink it?! - A disobedient kid!" Father forced his son to drink more medicine. His drug test is far from over.

The elephant-like boy, who was biting his teeth, was finally crushed and forced to open his mouth.

The funnel was placed in his mouth and the medicine was poured directly into his throat from the funnel.

After the incident, his father did not hate. He held the knife in one hand and opened his son's mouth in one hand. He picked up his tongue and said: "This is a small punishment."

Anyway, it will be regenerated immediately, right?

The pain on the tip of the little Pever, but stays there forever -

What makes us so unbearable?

Is it a difficult life to turn people into animals?

Or, in the heart of the people, there is a beast of a beast, and give him an excuse. Will he release the beast from the cage? ——

What made us lose the qualification to become [people] and become a creature trapped in the darkness?

Like the human herbalist Paphoe got up from the bed and let him sweat because of a nightmare. He felt a **** smell in his mouth, which was his tongue biting when he was a nightmare.

Very incredible. It is obviously my own tongue, but the tongue is no longer hurting.

He climbed up in the dark, took some herbs in his mouth, and rinsed with water.

He looked at the two interracial teenagers who slept on the floor in the bedroom.

(Note: Like people don't have beds, they all play floor tiles.)

His age is not much larger than two interracial teenagers, but he experienced [hell] much more than two teenagers, much worse. This makes the elephant Puff look a little old.

He hates the outside world and even hates communicating with the outside world. He even talked briefly and implicitly, and did not care if others would understand.

This world will not have hope at all. The world is dark. Like a human being, a tiger is like this, a fox is like this, a leopard is like this, even human beings are like this.

Boy, what are you looking forward to in optimism? Puff looked at the sleeping Bediville -

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.