Spirit Hotel

Loctini resisted the pain, and slowly sat up, taking advantage of the flames in his hands to draw on the white plaster, but it had no effect, only to make the plaster harder.

Shi Feixia watched him in pain, Yu Xin couldn't bear to say: "Or else, I'll get another Moonfire?"

Loctini shook his head and bit his roots "useless."

Shi Feixia said, "What then?"

"I don't know," Rochtini's flames were getting smaller and smaller, and finally a little flame was left. "Brother, don't miss it."

That is, it is not appropriate for this kind of mischief to happen to Omedando.

Shi Feixia couldn't help complaining: "How can you be careful when you read it?" If Snow-white's stepmother had such carelessness, maybe Snow-white would not meet Prince Charming, and she could only marry seven dwarfs. .

Loctini said, "I was the last time when Brother Wang rescued me, I secretly wrote it down. But, for so many years ..."

Shi Feixia shook his head and said, "Even a house has an expiration date."

Loctini: "..."

Shi Feixia turned his eyes and said, "Are there any communication tools you can use to contact the Elven King? Maybe the Elven King will have a way."

Loctini gave him a white look in pain, "I am now, a rebel, how could there be such a thing."

...

So you have nothing to betray. Even if the two brothers like to play house wine, don't play so realistic.

Shi Feixia suddenly remembered what Abbaton said last time, "I heard that you have stabbed the Elven King?" Because of this, he was full of curiosity and longing for Su Wei's masked rebels, thinking that if it was not prestige, kill The Quartet's super generals are at least a sinister cunning, peerless general with a knife in his smile. Who knows, who knows ...

The truth is always so unsightly.

Loktini said indignantly: "If it isn't, Diya goes out of the wall ... Brother Wang won't be so angry. Damn it!" The fire in his hand was completely extinguished.

Shi Feixia can only rely on his heavy breathing to guess that his current situation should be quite bad. "Although it is very rude to ask this question now, but looking at the future diplomatic relations between the human world and the elven world, can you tell me, in case you are unlucky ... Hang up, what will happen to me?"

The thick panting sounded a little lighter, and he seemed to suppress something deliberately.

Shi Feixia held his hands on the ground and slowly moved towards the back.

"You'll be able to go out." In the darkness, Rochtini's voice sounded extremely sad.

Shi Feixia's heart trembled.

There was red light in the dark, and a low, familiar voice sounded in the chest. "Where are you?"

Immediately, Shi Feixia grabbed his chest and grabbed the chest. The only tool that was issued as soon as he entered Noah's Ark—the ruby ​​communicator. Because he thought it was valuable and beautiful, he kept wearing it on his chest.

Isfeel's voice was coming out clearly, word by word. "where are you?"

He looked at the palms flashed red by the bright rubies, and his eyes suddenly became hot. After the disaster, he was touched by his loved ones and filled the entire chest. "I am here."

...

Isfell went on to ask, "Where is this?"

"Lost in the forest." Shi Feixia calmed down, seemingly aware of his malaise. "Uh, it's the woods not far from Elsevier Palace."

Isfell was silent for a while, "camping?"

Shi Feixia almost fell. He spoke his bad luck at a very fast pace, and finally couldn't help asking: "What should I do now?"

"Waiting for death."

...

Shi Feixia finally fell.

Isfer added: "Wait for Loctini to die."

Shi Feixia was startled by the coldness in his tone, and said subconsciously, "No."

As soon as he said this, not only did he hold on, Isfael held on, but even Rochtini's gasp had a momentary break.

"Uh, I mean, saving lives is a victory for the seventh-level floating slaughter. The so-called God has good virtues. The teacher also taught us from an early age to love flowers and plants ..." Shi Feixia gradually said incoherently.

"Are there any stones around you?" Isfael interrupted him lightly.

Shi Feixia groped with the slight light of ruby.

Suddenly, a cluster of brighter lights lit behind him.

He turned to look at his exhausted eyes, but was still trying to prop up the flames of Loctini, and he could not help raising a heater.

He grabbed a palm-sized white cobblestone not far in front of him, "Yes."

"Cut out the white, stiff, black saliva on his feet," Isfael said.

"Cut open?" Shi Feixia put down Cobblestone, found a sharp-edged stone, and looked at Loctini.

Loctini was half collapsed, but nodded at him.

Shi Feixia approached him cautiously, and looked at his feet with tremor and trembling. I just did n’t know how far away, but when I got closer, I knew that this thing called white stiffened black saliva just looked like plaster from a distance, and it looked like it was creeping slowly.

"He can move, can he cut it?" Shi Feixia put the ruby ​​brooch back on his chest, and held up the stone with both hands nervously.

"Wait until it's completely motionless."

The courage in Shi Feixia's chest was immediately released, "How long will it take?"

"do not know."

Loctini was in a semi-coma, but the flames of her palms were persistent and weak.

Shi Feixia stomped his contempt and paid respect to him. It turned out that the spirit of survival was so strong at the moment of life and death. He thought that vegetarians would look more open.

Under the dual dim light of the flames of the elven palm and the ruby ​​brooch, the white, stiff black saliva looked extremely disgusting. Shi Feixia struggled to find the topic to divert his attention. "Yes, why do you think of using a communicator to find me?"

"Dia informed me that you are missing."

Diya?

Shi Feixia stunned. This is the first time he was an amateur matchmaker who was thrown across the wall and still remembered.

"Oh." He held the stone in his hand and rubbed his thumb. The sharp edges of the stone ran across his fingertips, and he whispered in pain.

"What's wrong?" Isfael asked abruptly.

Shi Feixia intentionally scared him and lowered his voice, "There is Warcraft!"

The light of the ruby ​​still flickered, but no sound came out.

Is he rushing over here?

Shi Feixia thought so, could not help but be touched.

"Very boring?" Isfael spoke, but it was ten thousand miles away from the dialogue he imagined.

Shi Feixia said, "Why do you ask?"

"There is no World of Warcraft in the elven world. The only thing that conforms to the shape is the moonlight beast who likes to play with others."

...

Shi Feixia said: "How are you so familiar with the elven world?"

Isfael said: "This is common sense."

...

So what he meant was that he had no common sense and didn't know how to hide it?

Shi Feixia moved his thumb depressed again, and was scratched again.

I don't know how long, the fire in Loctini's hand has gone out.

In the boundless darkness, only Shi Feixia's chest was lit with a small light.

Shi Feixia had a chat with Esfell, and talked about the funny things he encountered in the hotel where he worked before. Although he was talking most of the time, he felt relieved to hear the occasional promise of Isfael.

Bu Squeak.

He heard a slight crackling noise from Loctini's feet.

The spirit of Shi Feixia refreshed, took off his brooch, and leaned closer to the white, stiff black saliva on his feet.

It really did not move.

"It looks just like plaster now, can you chisel it?"

Isfael said: "Are you afraid of smell?"

Shi Feixia said: "Afraid."

"Find something to cover your nose."

Shi Feixia touched for a while and found nothing, so he asked, "Can you cover it with your hands?"

"casual."

"Can you chisel it?"

"Ok."

Shi Feixia pinpointed the position, took the brooch, covered her nose with one hand, and heaved the stone with one hand and cut it hard.

Click.

The white stiffened black saliva split into two halves, and a strong stench broke out instantly from the gap left.

Rao is mentally prepared for Shi Feixia. She has covered her nose and is suffocated enough.

Loctini was probably awakened by the shock of her feet, but her eyes were not open, and she was stunned by the stench.

Shi Feixia withdrew far back, determined that the odor was not so heavy, and then let go, facing the brooch, "Okay, it's cracked, what should I do next?"

"Leave the forest."

Shi Feixia yelled: "Is it helpful to get out of here?"

"No."

"..." Shi Feixia jumped up and said, "Then what do you want me to do with it?"

"Don't you want to save him? If you don't drive it away from the Spell Initiator's body, then when the Spell of Lost Forest disappears, the Initiator will disappear with it."

Shi Feixia said, "What should I do now?"

"Tell me when his feet are completely out of the black saliva."

"Why?" He asked, but Isfell stopped saying.

Shi Feixia had no choice but to cover his nose and went back.

The odor emanated for a while, but it wasn't as strong at the beginning.

He picked up a branch, and plucked Black Spit from Loctini's feet.

Because Loctini was in a coma, he finally had to put his hands down, hold his breath, hold his feet and slowly lift it up, in order to get the black saliva pressed by his calf.

By the time everything was cleaned up, it had been almost an hour.

Shi Feixia threw away the tree branch, squatted on the ground and let out the airway: "OK."

"Put the ruby ​​on the ground."

Shi Feixia did.

"Call out my name loudly."

"... here? Why?" Just thinking of the scene, he wanted to laugh.

Isfel was silent.

Such silence seemed particularly suffocating in such a dreadful night.

Shi Feixia coughed, stood up, stepped back, half-trumped his hands, and shouted with all his strength: "Isfell!"

The ruby ​​immediately gave off a blood-staining red light, which stained everything in his sight into red.

Shi Feixia couldn't help turning his head and avoiding the glare. After a while, the light gradually softened and he turned his head.

I saw in the air, under the wings, Isfael stared blankly at him.