"Guard" is a kind of protection spell, usually used by elders on juniors who don't fight too much. The juniors are beaten outside. The elders in the family are not in front of them. With this spell, they can remotely pick up a few for him. Ordinary support It's just a breath mark, advanced ones can leave a drop of blood, such as the one that Sheng Lingyuan used on his little nephew.
Although it is the elders who take care of the younger, but how old the younger can be out of the house, no one knows that remote access is even more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will not be able to protect the younger. You may also follow the car. This kind of thing was rarely used until three thousand years ago, unless the protected person is particularly valuable, or the protector is extrely arrogant and feels that he can travel the world and walk sideways.
Sheng Lingyuan belonged to the latter type. When he left a spell for Zhichun, his old man didn't take it seriously. He acknowledged that after three thousand years many things were beyond his imagination—except for the special ability.
His Majesty first arrived, and no one had given him a science popularization of nuclear weapons. I couldn't figure out what Zhichun could encounter and the danger he couldn't resolve with a wave of his hand.
But lack of morality was when Zhichun was injured. He was just cast into a "mortal mantra" by Xuan Xun. If it were not for the powerful healing ability of the demon body, he would not have lost his craftsmanship but his life.
Winter is thick, only a few drops of blood splashed on Xuanyuan's skin, but it still made the two sympathize with each other in this kind of confusion. The Tibetan and Qiang beca accustod to it, first they used to panic at the sa ti. After a while, then I rembered that there was nothing to hide. After looking at each other for two seconds, Sheng Lingyuan couldn't help laughing.
"What's laughing? It hurts, your nerve endings are necrotic." Xuan Yuan opened his hand and confird that the wound had grown. Then he muttered in his heart, "Why give him this? It should be just a bullet What if you do Mithril Cannon, but ... "
Why was Zhichun hit by a Mithril bullet?
Xuan Yuan frowned, almost instantaneously, he roughly guessed the cause and effect.
The nature of the reverberation sound is "resonance
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