Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Comes to Counterattack

  Chapter 2745 Give

  She ran too fast, the patriarch could only smile at Meng Li, with a hint of apology, and then chased after her.

  "Master, ask her for love..." Wan Xing wanted to ask if he wanted to chase her.

  Meng Li shook his head: "Let her go."

   "I'll leave right away, maybe she will be better off this way," Meng Li said.

"Let's go." Meng Li walked in front of Po Luo and took a few steps. She reluctantly turned her head and glanced at You Yun, Wan Xing, Wuxiang, and Zhuang Ran. She said: "Wait for me, I will come back. ."

   "Okay." Evening Xing couldn't cry, and Yoon was also extremely sad.

  Meng Li turned his head and ignored them. He followed Po Luo and them for a long time. When he turned back, he couldn't see home.

  Shi Fanling has been around.

  Meng Li suddenly said, "I forgot to leave my three spiritual trees."

  Meng Li was considering whether or not to send it back. Shi Fanling said, “You’re gone, so don’t think about sending it back to make them sad again.”

  "Come back to them next time." Shi Fanling said.

  Think about Meng Li: "Okay."

   "If I can't come back next time, you can help me give it to them."

  Shi Fanling shook his head: "You can't come back, and I can't make a special visit for you. What do you think of me, do you run errands?"

   "If you want to send it back, you will send it back by yourself."

  Now that Shi Fanling has some resentment towards himself, Meng Li knows not to make him angry, and just nodded: "Okay."

  "Where shall we go next?" Meng Li looked in this direction, as if he was going to the Lingman clan.

  In the past, it was convenient and quick to use the power of space to travel to and from the Lingman tribe. This time, I followed Po Luo and the others. It felt like they had been walking for a long time.

  "You have to accept the power of a hundred races first, and the nearest is the Lingman race land." Po Luo stopped and said with a cold face.

  Meng Li was silent for a few seconds, and asked in a puzzled manner: "Patriarch Lingman was there just now."

   "You haven't followed us just now." Po Luo said.

  Meng Li: "?"

  Shi Fanling snorted: "Maybe it is a sense of ritual, you go with them, everything will start."

   "Just can't be so sloppy, go to the family land, and accept it seriously?" Meng Li felt a little funny again, and somehow felt that the gods and witches were a bit old-fashioned.

  So this is why they always walk slowly without being in a hurry?

   Po Luo said: "We must show our sincerity."

  Meng Li pursed his mouth. This is the so-called sincerity and spirit?

  As a race that can spy on the secrets and get the enlightenment of the vast will, Meng Li thinks that perhaps the vast will can really feel the sincerity of their gods and witches.

  It doesn’t matter, they just do what they say.

   And their slow walk is not actually measuring the land with their feet like the human race, but shrinking the ground to an inch, which is different from building a passage directly past, and having a walking action is more time-consuming and laborious than building a passage directly past.

  If it really takes one step at a time, then how long it will go, the space inside is relatively vast.

  It's just that you can't directly construct a channel, and in Meng Chengli, it just walked slowly.

  When they arrived at the Lingman clan land, the patriarch had already returned to the clan land. Wenqing is the noumenon, Meng Lilai, the noumenon of Wenqing did not respond, it seemed that he did not know that Meng Li was here.

  The patriarch also returned to the body. Seeing Meng Li and the gods and witches, the patriarch said kindly: "I guess you will come here first."

   Po Luo said: "As the patriarch of the Lingman clan, you should give Meng Li the power and you should identify with her."

The patriarch nodded without hesitation: "I'm ready."

  Meng Li looked at the body of Wenqing idiotically, this little girl refused to see her, but she just ran away without taking Wuxiang away.

  I don’t know if Wuxiang can find it, maybe I will pick it up when I lose my anger.

  "Please dedicate the purest power of your clan." Po Luo said to the patriarch.

   Patriarch: "No problem."

"Please be prepared to accept the power of all races." After Po Luo said this to Meng Li, the rest of the witches surrounded Meng Li Tuan. Po Luo took out a bottle of dark brown liquid and painted on the ground. When the strange totem came, she said to Meng Li: "You are on the totem, don't move."

This posture reminded Meng Li of what happened to Shizhi last time. She felt very uncomfortable next to Shizhi, and Shizhi who was surrounded inside made screams. Thinking of those, Meng Li was unstoppable. A trace of fear.

   "Don't be afraid, there is no such pain." Po Luo said comfortingly.

  However, Meng Li was not comforted. Po Luo said that there was no pain at that time, so it would still be painful.

  I just decided to take this path. It doesn’t matter if it hurts or not. Meng Li stood on the totem, and Po Luo said: "Sit cross-legged, get rid of distracting thoughts, and have no other thoughts."

Meng Li obeyed and followed suit. The surrounding gods and witches held hands, they were chanting jerky and incomprehensible spells, and the totem underneath him began to get hot, and a force burst out of the ground and rushed into her soul. , Making her soul very hot, she felt as if she was sitting on the fire, and the spells uttered by the gods and witches seemed to carry strength, and each word seemed to be transformed into an entity and smashed into her consciousness from the top of her head. Hai, it hurts her whole body to explode.

Meng Li was in agony, and only begged these witches to recite two less spells. These spells made her extremely painful. She was praying for this, but found that the totem bursting out of her body became more powerful, more rigid and violent. Rushed into her soul.

  She was in pain, she just wanted to shout out in pain, but when she thought of asking love, she held it back.

  She can yell and vent her pain unscrupulously and carelessly anywhere, but she must not be here.

  Don’t let Wenqing know how painful she is. If she bears it without shouting, Wenqing probably won’t know that just accepting the so-called power of the Hundred Clan is so painful, let alone casting the sword later.

  Meng Li worked hard and endured desperately. After about a quarter of an hour, the force of the ground totems gradually reduced, and the sound of the curse gradually decreased, and Meng Li felt much better.

The sound of the curse became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared, and the totems on the ground gradually ceased to be hot. The witches dispersed, leaving Meng Li sitting cross-legged without any strength, shaking, as if the next second. About to fall.

  Meng Li just wanted to lie down. She was too tired and didn't have the strength to stand up. She was praised by Po Luo for not making a sound of pain during the whole process. She said: "It's still a bit patient."

Shi Fanling glanced at her, and Po Luo said to Meng Li: "The Lingman clan has given you the pure power of their clan. You need to thank him with sincerity. The more sincere you are, the vast will will bless you. ."

  (End of this chapter)