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After Xuan Hao crushed the gray corpse into pieces, the two of them determined that the original material of the corpse was probably wood. However, if this corpse was really wood, then what was that blood thing?1

Zhong Ming was confused. He could not figure it out now.

Why did those unknown creatures emit a bloody rain and the stench of blood? If those things, or more accurately speaking, those puppets were all corpses, then where did the blood that had mixed with the fog come from, when he killed them and Xuan Hao crushed them and sprayed them into the air?

Xuan Hao also looked at the crushed gray powder on the ground with a dazed expression. In fact, he was skeptical about the fact that these things were made of wood, but the scene he saw looked too much like a piece of burnt black wood, and the black mass of corpses had faint wood patterns on it, so it looked like they were biased towards wood. The external appearances confused Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao, and although the two of them had a stomach full of questions, like why were these puppets made of wood, they were able to spit out wood blood, like why was so much blood splattered in the air, or even had blood smell, and so on, but seeing themselves, they had no choice but to believe that these two corpses were made of wood.

However, even though they had already realized that the corpses were made of wood, they did not let go of the doubts in their hearts. They were still doubtful about the material behind the corpses. However, as the two of them stared at the dust on the ground, even the slightest bit of doubt in their hearts had to be extinguished.

If these things were made of wood, then it meant that the blood they had seen earlier was probably fake as well. However, the person who ate the puppet, whatever he made, had a purpose. Why did she use this ancient and mysterious secretary to create a wooden puppet? Was resolution only to confuse the enemy? This didn't really make sense at all.

From the point of view of the person who made the puppet, he might not know what the secret technique used to create the puppet was. He might not know what the material used to create the puppet was, and he might not know the specific purpose of the technique, but from his point of view, the reason why this happy person made the puppet, must have its own meaning. From the strict defense the puppets had towards Xuan Hao and himself, the final goal of these puppets should be to defend and attack the people who entered this area, and to stop the uninvited guests for their masters.

However, even if he was sure that the puppets were made of wood, Zhong Ming wouldn't be able to figure it out. If Zhong Ming was the producer of the puppets, then he didn't know the reason why he had these puppets carry so much blood.

In truth, the crux of the problem lay in the fact that the blood and wood materials were too life-like.

Previously, Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao were only suspecting the material of what looked like wood scraps. Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao did not know if these so-called materials were really only what they had seen. After all, there were too many things in this world that people were blinded by their own eyes. Many people just missed the truth because they saw it with their own eyes. Zhong Ming had lived for two lifetimes and had seen too many storms. He had seen this kind of thing too many times. Therefore, he was very resistant to it in essence.

Zhong Ming had no way of knowing what these bodies looked like even though they were made of wood.

Even if he believed that these things were made of wood, he still had some doubts towards the fact that these puppets were made of wood. Just like the 82% rule, 80% of the time he already believed that these bodies were made of wood.

Like Zhong Ming, Xuan Hao also thought the same. In his impression, any truth that he saw was not necessarily true. He really wanted to be hidden behind layers upon layers of clouds and mist, unable to be easily discovered. Although he was a prince of the dragon race and had the most elite education, in the end, the experience accumulated from living a simple life in the dragon race made it impossible for him to truly understand the truth of this world. It was something that was difficult to discover.

With Zhong Ming's brain and the experience Zhong Ming accumulated in the world, he didn't have the ability of his dad to easily judge what the truth was. He only relied on himself to synthesize and analyze the information from all sorts of sources and then obtain a result that he could understand under his reasoning.

Xuan Hao and Zhong Ming were completely stunned after this brainstorm.

The grayish-black powder from earlier really did look like ashes left behind by a burning wood.

After repeating the scene from a moment ago, Zhang Mingwen selected two people and helplessly watched as the golden inscription became increasingly bright, and even began to slowly wiggle. Each of the mysterious and mysterious wind magic characters seemed to be alive as they wantonly moved around on top of the wooden block, like a golden whirlpool, like a river, and the gray wooden block flowing around was suffused with a golden glow, like a bright sun.

However, not long after, in the innermost part of Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao's body, the current official website seemed to contain the language of Bayern, which was ignited with traces of temperature. Soon after, in the innermost part of Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao's body, the current website seemed to contain the text of Bayern, which was ignited with traces of temperature, and then it was cancelled.

The two of them sat cross-legged in the middle of the barrier, which was set against the blue light, as if they were recovering their chest circumference. They looked unusually calm and peaceful. Of course, this kind of scene was ignored due to Zhong Ming's accumulation of storms and Xuan Hao's constantly moving pinky.

Then there was the characteristic, which was a secret little habit that Zhong Ming had not noticed. Even if Zhong Ming had already seen everything that had happened to Xuan Hao in the first half of his life, or perhaps everything that had happened to him in the previous one, Zhong Ming did not know Xuan Hao's current small habit. The fact that he could flick his pinky finger all the time proved to be an insignificant detail. This detail was not related to combat, nor was it related to one's life. Thus, when the middle-aged gentleman was still acting, the middle-aged man did not pay attention to this detail. However, even though Chong Ming did not know about it, he still retained the habit of choosing.

This habit was just like how when people lied and rubbed their nose, scratched the back of their head, or glanced at each other, they just didn't dare to look at each other. This habit was a habit that a person's subconscious control of their own actions. Of course, many times, just like when you're nervous, breathing deeply can relieve the anxiety in your heart.

Although Xuan Hao looked calm on the surface, he looked like a large dog that was both dumb and innocent. Sometimes he was dumb, sometimes he was innocent, and sometimes he was sinister and fierce. Indeed, her character had changed a great deal from what it had once been, at least to a greater degree than it had. He was smart and never thought that there would be a person who could reach the extremes of kindness and integrity. No matter how bad the dragon was, Zhong Ming would never abandon it, not to mention that the dragon looked especially handsome, its attack power was also especially strong, and it was also one of the only bloodlines in the Ancient Divine Dragon race and Heavenly Demon Clan. Hmm, Jiaxi Tong had placed all the blood in the dragon's body, making Zhong Ming very reluctant to let such a heaven-defying treasure leave him, so even if he chose the most extreme, in some ways, Zhong Ming's opinion on the dragon would not be good. Zhong Ming's recognition of Xuan Hao was already small and easy to see. It was not important just because of these small issues, nor was it anything to shake his trust in Xuan Hao.

It was precisely in this sort of situation that Zhao Ming and Ye Xiu simultaneously thought about this matter. Then without asking for children, they shifted their attention to each other. The two of them were the same, sitting cross-legged. The two smart guys laid on their knees, while the hands they used to pick numbers with seemed a little out of place. After choosing it, he placed his left hand on her left knee while placing his right hand on the ground. The tip of his right hand was slightly close to the ground, making it seem as if it was slightly loose, while his pinky finger continuously stirred the grass. The two of them looked at each other for a long time before Xuan Hao finally chose to compromise.

The two of them didn't seem to have any intentions of competing with each other. They only saw the other side thinking about their own thoughts. Now that they had confirmed it, Xuan Hao understood the little plan in his mind.

The two of them communicated at the same time. They did not use words to communicate with each other. Instead, they used their telepathic connection to understand each other's thoughts. Then, they stood up at the same time. They were about to open the barrier.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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