MTL - Rescuing the Supporting Character-Chapter 112 immortal? monster? three

In the battle of Gui Peng, who won the final victory, Wen did not see it. She only knew that after the night fell, the big turtle crawled slowly into the water.

It swiped the limbs, stopped when the warmth was next to it, glanced at her in the head, and then stretched out the short, thick forefoot to pull her out of the mud: "...stone monster?"

Wen Ruo is a great spirit, and he does not despise its rude title. He replies with surprise: "Yes, yes, you can talk?!"

"What you, yours, and you have no rules, you must call the turtle immortal." It licked his head, and a hint of offense was revealed in the eyes of mung beans.

"Imperial?!" Wen Ruo is awe-inspiring, convincing the positive color, "The turtle fairy predecessor, the demon alone practice for a long time, can now be found to find the organization." The big turtle proudly looked up, seemingly enjoy her compliment.

Wen Ru was very cooperative and took a few more flattering. Seeing that the turtle was held in the air, she blinked and cautiously tempted. "I don't know if the turtle immortals practiced for so many years, can there be a method suitable for the demon cultivation?"

The turtle fairy looked down at her with a puzzled look: "What do you want to cultivate? The sun is shining every day, and the moonlight is shining. It will take a long time."

Pit people, how do you repair Xiu Xian? ! Could it be that she used the wrong method from the beginning? Wen was careful to ask: "That, I want to ask, how long is it... How long?"

The turtle fairy seriously thought about it. It really liked the small stone that was easy to talk about. He wanted to show it, but her problem... it was not calculated. It hesitated to say: "Probably, seven, eight hundred...more than a thousand years?"

Wen Ruo is twitching at the corner of his mouth: "...I would like to ask you to live this year?"

"I don't remember, it should be one or two thousand years." The turtle fairy is somewhat proud. Within a hundred miles, only it lives the longest.

Wen Ruo took a deep breath: "Then, you can certainly become an adult?"

The turtle fairy stunned and finally lowered his noble head and shyly turned his eyes away: "Actually, then, I think it looks good now." As if he was afraid that Wen would not believe what it said, it quickly made up for it. The sentence, "The person is really ugly, and there is no such a handsome shell. I am so good, I can sleep wherever I go, when I have to go to the nest. Of course, if I can, like me, It’s best to stay in one place without moving."

Wen Ruo is all over the body, giving gas.

One or two thousand years, even the human form has not been refined... Wen Ru is finally determined, this product has not been cultivated at all!

This world is full of aura, and even she does not understand anything. She can speak at a glance within a hundred years. This big tortoise has lived for thousands of years and is only maintained at the point of vocalization. Where is it from the confidence, dare to call herself "Imperial Man" in front of her? !

If the gods are like it, and they like to be too lazy to move in one place, there will be no more gods in this world.

She thought that she had met a noble person, and Wen was so deflated that she closed her mouth.

The turtle fairy saw her not talking, as if she knew that she had let the other party down. It’s not easy to meet a talking monster on this river. It pleased to put down the gesture proposal: “The moon is coming out soon, or else, will I take you to the light?”

As if the sound was good, the turtle would hold her in her mouth and slowly turn to the upstream.

The moonlight was clean and the sound of the water was soft. On the shore, the grass is green and green, and the flowers are a little bit, and there are Yingyingguang flying in the bushes. Wen Ruo was placed on a flat boulder by the river. Big stones with small stones, but they don't look awkward at all.

She concentrated on the essence of the moonlight, and the turtle fairy squatted on the side of the boulder. After a while, she suddenly heard a rhythmic grunt. When Wen looked down, the tortoise actually screamed.

She sighed and regained her eyes and continued to practice. She hasn't slept for a long time, it is really enviable.

Although the turtle fairy usually loves to brag, it is really good for Wen Ru.

Every time it rains and rains, it returns to the river with the "rain stone". The turtle fairy has a small cave in the river. It specializes in watering the grass and laying a green nest. It’s not about beauty, but she’s afraid that she’s too small. She kicked her out without paying attention to turning around.

When the weather is good, it will bring the warmth to the shore, put it in the old place, and then still sleep next to it.

The riverside is green and the aura is much thicker than the snowy mountains. Wen Ruo calmed down and practiced for a few years, finally evolving from the rain stone to the extent of the color of the glass. Today, she can also emit a radiant glow at night.

Wen believes that if he builds his human form in the future, he should not be like a monster. It’s not that a white cover is ugly. As long as the skin is good and looks good again, it should be ugly to see where to go?

Animals come to drink from time to time on the shore. One day, the turtle fairy ate in the water, and the temperature was basking on the boulder, and suddenly smelled the animal's body.

She fixed her eyes and changed her face.

A slender white fox is slowly approaching along the edge of the boulder. It squints at her for a long while, suddenly bows her head and sniffs at her.

"Warm, you have it today."

This is the day to die her! When Wen was tearing open the scorpion, he shouted: "The turtle fairy predecessor! Helping you - there is a stinky fox to steal your stone!"

The stinky fox, no, Isaiah’s facial nerves were pumped up. When I looked up, I saw a huge giant turtle heading out from the center of the river: “Who dares to move me?!” The river is smashing into two , flowing down from both sides of its turtle shell.

Arthur hesitated a moment. He didn’t think about it. He first kidnapped Wen Ru to run again, or let go of the enemy to hide. The Turtles have already waved four short legs and broke through the water, playing its fastest speed and slamming like a tank.

The difference between the two sides is too big. Isaiah did not hesitate at all. It turned to the boulders and ran to the forest.

Seeing that the fox had disappeared from the smoke, the turtle fairy immediately stopped to gasp.

"Emma, ​​I am exhausted, I have to rest and rest." I have not done such a violent exercise for hundreds of years. Suddenly I ran a few tens of meters, it really took its life.

Wen Ruo is the amount of support. Fortunately, Isaiah has already run far, and I have not seen the turtle immortal. I can only use the body shape to smash the enemy's bodyguards... Hey, there is better than nothing, she is content.

In the next few days, Wen Ruo always saw a white fox squatting on the edge of the forest. The faint eyes were staring at her body.

Turtle Immortal is not assured: "Or else you come to my back."

Wen looked at its short limbs and looked at his beaded body: "Do you think, how can I get to your back?"

The turtle fairy mung bean eyes turned: "I am waiting under the stone, you roll down."

Wen Ruwei: "..." If she moved, can she wait until today?

The two monsters stared at each other for a long while, and finally, Wen Ruan said: "You took me to the edge of the stone and hit the stone wall with the shell. Maybe I could fall on your back."

The turtle fairy is pleased to answer. I tried it several times, and Wen Ruyi finally fell to the center of the turtle shell. She waved her hand: "Get up!"

The turtle fairy rushed forward in the direction of the fox: "I have to clean it up today!" Wen Ruo moved and nodded. I don’t pack my clothes, she’s sunburned and uncomfortable!

After half an hour's clock, the turtle fairy was swaying at the river, and the big-footed scorpion was more stunned than the little daughter-in-law.

After a quarter of an hour, the Turtles finally approached the woods by the river.

"Forget it, it left early." Wen Ru couldn't help but speak. This speed, true God, it is estimated that only the monsters like her can not be caught.

The turtle fairy turned his head and looked at the river bank a few tens of meters away. His old face was red: "It will take a long time to go back, or we will sleep in the woods tonight." Wen Ruo is silent.

"There are a lot of beautiful flowers in the woods. You have never been there. It’s a pity that you don’t care." Turtles tried their best to lobby. "You don't really like fireflies. It's definitely better to watch at close range than to look at the river."

If Wen is a mouthful, I really don't want to take care of it.

In the evening, the two were still in the woods. There are a lot of mosquitoes, but Wen does not care, anyway, she is a stone. The turtle's skin is thick and doesn't care. When the night was dark, no fireflies came out, and even the moon was covered with dark clouds.

"It shouldn't rain." Wen Ruo muttered.

As soon as the voice fell, a flash of lightning fell on the horizon, and the white light opened the dark night, slamming on a big tree not far away! When the dense canopy was smashed, it opened a big hole, and there were several fires on the branches of the tree. Wen Ru and the turtle immortal at the same time hit a spirit, without her reminder, it quickly rushed to the limbs to run outside the woods.

This speed is not as slow as it used to be, and it is comparable to the Olympic freestyle competition.

Wen Ru was bumped on the top and swayed, and finally said: "You slow down." Unexpectedly, it was shaken even more.

"You can rest assured that there is me, we will not be killed by the Thunder!" The turtle fairy speeded up and comforted her while panting.

When Wen was rolling down the ground on the back of its hard state, she had only one sentence in her heart: "Because you are there, I will be killed by the Thunder..."

The thunder in the air, the downpour of heavy rain, the sound of the blade being beaten is endless.

Across the rain curtain, Wen looked at the back of the turtle fairy with a squint: "Come back -" a thunderous thunder, the roaring thunder completely concealed her call.

Wen Ruan sighed in the direction of the dust.

When the turtle immortal who escaped from the birth day flew into the river, it was discovered that the stone monster on the back was gone. Early the next morning, the Turtles found it along the route of last night, and did not hear her familiar voice.

Just as the turtle fairy was sadly yelling at a stone of similar shape on the side of the road, Wen Ru was being shackled in the arms of Hou Qing.

Listening to the voice of his greeting with his companions, the tears of warmth must fall.

It’s awkward to go back to the cannon gray man’s side.

The author has something to say: clarify! The man of this story is Houqing, don’t think about it~

But Wen Ru, who is seen in the post, will be somewhat different from the information in the book - why? Hahahaha, Gezi really can’t be spoiled again~(≧▽≦)/~

Thanks to the ink flute grenade support! ╭(╯3╰)╮

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