Female president's iron-blooded soldier king

Chapter 1895

Seeing that his holy crutch was lost and recovered, let alone how happy the old witch was. I didn't think that when he was full of bags, inconvenient to move, and there were absolutely signs of fever, the old wizard also immediately stood up, worshipped his crutch, and talked at the same time.

"Grandpa cherishes this crutch too much. It is not only a symbol of witches, but also a symbol passed down from generation to generation by witches in our ancient times! A witch with a holy crutch will be called a witch! "

I don't want to be puzzled by brother Bing, but Abra on one side whispered to brother Bing!

"Oh! So it is. Isn't that the dog beating stick, the treasure of the beggars' sect? "

"What dog beating stick? You're talking nonsense! "

With a slap, a small pink fist hit the soldier impolitely!

"Do not insult the holy right!"

"Oh, oh, I dare not talk nonsense! Dog beating stick is the largest sect in China and the treasure of beggars' sect! That's a stick, too. Ah, no, it's just a crutch!

Hong Qigong's crutch!

Let me tell you, Huaxia, you know? Do you know the beggars' sect? It's amazing. Now the Chinese beggars' sect goes to Dubai in groups. There is no need to break the bowl for begging. People scan the QR code directly, or use the card swiping machine. You can't imagine the income from this day! "

"Beggars' sect? master hongqi? What is it? " Abra looked at brother Bing suspiciously and saw that brother Bing never seemed to joke about her. Although she doesn't know what beggars' sect means. But it is obvious that she is still rudimentary in Chinese and can understand three points. To her, the dog beating stick is also a magical thing, and its function is no less than a holy crutch.

"Shh - I'll explain to you later if I don't understand. Don't talk now!"

"Hum! I hate it! "

Don't turn around and pretend to be angry. Don't go to see brother Bing anymore, but after a while, Abra turned to help the witch elder.

Obviously, this holy power crutch is very magical. I saw that the God witch elder took the soldier's M9 army stab and carefully scraped it on the head of the crutch. In a short time, a pile of black powder was scraped off. Abra carefully followed the powder with his hands. At a certain amount, the witch elder directly took off his wet holy robe, twisted out some water and directly stirred it into a paste in Abra's palm.

At this time, Abra began to apply these black paste evenly on the place where there was a big bag on the witch elder.

It's really magical to say. When this paste was applied, it immediately felt cool and incomparable. The big bag immediately shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. And some obviously see the place bitten by the Scarab in the middle, and still have the black teeth of the Scarab!

With the sound of "miso", I cut a small piece from the crutch with M9 army thorn, just like a toothpick, and sharpened it with M9. The witch elder then handed it to Abra and asked him to use it to help pick out the sharp teeth left in the flesh of the scarab.

Abra was also strong and carefully helped the elder pick his fangs. When the tiny fangs were picked out, it was obvious that the elder's swollen head had miraculously reduced the swelling!

"Sleeping trough! It's amazing! " Brother Bing shook his head in surprise. He couldn't explain many things from his own point of view. For example, this is obviously a disease of poisoning and fever. It is reasonable to detoxify and detumescence the whole body and cool it with a hanging bottle. I don't want to be solved by some broken black paste.

Therefore, the inheritance of some nationalities is truly an indelible wealth of the world. What has been handed down for thousands of years definitely has its own importance. That's not something that science alone can explain.

But more or less, the holy power crutch of the witch elder is definitely a magical thing, and it can be said that it is made of a magical plant, which is deeply believed by the soldier brother.

"Oh, and me, Abra, help me, I'm dying! Our Witch, help

"Wait a minute, I'll save you right away!" Abra is not hypocritical. Seeing his grandfather's swelling subsided so quickly, he immediately picked up the holy power crutch and ordered brother Bing to take the medicine noodles with both hands!

"Well, why me!" Brother Bing gave Abra a depressed look. But Abra glared at him!

"It's not who you are. Do you want me to medicate him myself?"

Uh!

Feelings between men and women are not intimate, which is also particular in karahadi!

"Cut, it's just a medicine. Don't be so feudal!"

"Feudal, what do you mean!" Abra doesn't understand. As Abra who has directly moved from a slavery society to a democratic society, he doesn't know such a profound truth.

"Ah, nothing. I'll talk about it later!" Brother Bing stared. Many things can't be explained at all!

Poof, it seems that there are many things to explain to Abra in the future. However, looking at Abra, who was seriously cutting the medicine, brother Bing suddenly wondered why he wanted to stay with this little beauty in the future.

Don't take a witch everywhere. Brother Bing doesn't want to be misunderstood and become a divine stick!

It was another operation. Fortunately, there was plenty of water twisted out of the clothes, so although latir and the wizard were bitten everywhere by scarabs, the medicine paste was enough!

But it was like this. Obviously, seeing that a small piece of holy power crutch had been eliminated, the old wizard still had some flesh pain. The swelling disappeared and it didn't hurt. The old wizard took his own crutch and stroked his crutch like meat pain. He was speechless again and again.

"This is not a simple crutch, let alone a crutch made of tree roots or vine stems.

The crutches of our witches are made after soaking in many magical potions for hundreds, thousands of times, or even several years. He is indeed a crutch. But it's extremely poisonous!

You took my crutch and didn't get poisoned. That's because I gave you a pill in advance. Do you still remember?

And the Scarab's poison is not so easy to solve. It just happens to meet our holy crutch. You know, this thing is also the holy thing of the old witch in the period of emperor Labu. It is handed down by the old witch, so it can solve the poison of the scarab.

Hey! And I suspect that these scarabs were originally raised here by our old witches in the period of kalahadi Abu the great. The purpose is to protect these treasures!

Latil, I just didn't expect that you cleverly used the phototaxis of insects to save us!

Phototaxis is an instinct of most insects. Many insects, like moths, have a special sense of light. Because these insects only come out at night or look for food. The light source is the dependent direction of their action.

That's because their direction discrimination is based on the moonlight. Here, there is no moonlight. There is only the light emitted by those natural jewelry.

And I think this is the way our old witch raised these scarabs during the reign of Rabu the great!

With the light emitted by jewelry, these scarabs will always guard here, under the ground hundreds of meters deep. So no one dares to steal the treasure here. Even if they come in, they can't get out. They will eventually become a pile of dead bones.

This is the end of those who come in and steal the treasure. What's more sad is that they all held their emergency lights and didn't give up, so they were chased by scarabs and ate them more thoroughly.

But latil, you are different. You cleverly put the emergency light there, attracted the Scarab and bought time for our escape.

Ah! "

It was a sigh, but the wizard elder clearly explained why these scarabs existed here.

After listening to the words of the witch elder, brother Bing was relieved. It turns out that the Scarab was deliberately raised here by the Wizards of emperor Labu. The purpose is to protect these treasures!

Yes, no matter people or animals, with the existence of these guys, who can steal a gold bar or jewelry?

But I don't want to. At this moment, the squeaking sound starts again!

"It's a little fox!"

Hoo!

"Why is it not afraid of scarabs!"

"Does the Scarab not bite the fox?"

"My red fox? Little fox! "

Abra immediately stood up and looked around. After a while, he saw a sharp head appearing on the dark edge not far away. He approached slowly and even timidly. Who is it!

"Look, there's a pimple on his neck! If I guess correctly, it must be a Magical Jewel!

Abra, call him! " The wizard elder stood up excitedly, as if he had found a new world.

I didn't want the little fox to run over as soon as he saw Abra. This is really a human little fox. Perhaps when he first came into contact with human beings, he could not help but rely on Abra!

Like a little dog, the little fox who bumped over immediately stretched out its fiery little tongue, couldn't help licking Abra's little feet and circling around Abra's uncontrollable circle. It was obviously very excited.

He hugged the little fox. Abra touched the guy's head with his right hand and grabbed the pimple as soon as he reached out his hand.

"Well, I can't see. It's tied around my neck with a collar. It's a bell!"

"No, no, no, magic baby! It's just a bell! "

The wizard elder immediately came forward. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hands and fumbled to untie the collar on the little fox's neck. This is a golden collar, but hidden in the thick mane of the little fox, it has long been hidden by its fiery red hair. It's really hard to find it if you don't look carefully!

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, the little fox turned his head quickly and almost didn't bite the dead finger of the witch elder. It immediately startled everyone. The old elder's withered fingers are like branches. If they are bitten by the little fox, I'm afraid they will be bitten off with a click.