When Han Sanqian had rested for about tens of minutes, there was a slight noise in the jungle.
"Is this kid weak, or did he suffer an internal injury when he fought us? Why can't he go for a long time, this guy needs to rest?"
Where the jungle is covered, there seems to be a small piece of soil in a piece of land, moving slightly, and the slightest sound follows.
Next to the soil, there is a low-lying place with a little muddy water in it.
At this moment, ripples in the water swayed slightly, and then a voice came out leisurely: "Impossible."
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"Although I don't know why this kid walks for a while and rests for a while, but he is definitely not what you said. Have you seen it carefully? He walks smoothly and vigorously, which shows that this guy is full of energy. How could it be possible to be physically weak and suffer some kind of internal injury?"
"Then what is he doing?" Clay asked puzzled.
Puddle was silent for a moment: "There are two possibilities."
"Which two possibilities?"
"Either he has been here before and knows some of the situation here, so he has already prepared in advance to prevent the enemy from strengthening. Or..." There was some silence in the puddle, and after a while, some disbelief said: "Either this guy is extremely smart, He was extremely vigilant and made predictions in advance.�
"You mean, Han Sanqian knows that Sheng Yuan can only be killed at dawn and dusk?"
Shui Keng thought for a while and nodded: "Although this sounds a bit evil, but if you think about it carefully, it is actually very possible. This guy Sheng Yuan gathers yin and yang, and when the yin qi is strong at night, the yin qi is used by him. , self-destructive, very powerful. And in the daytime, when the sun is full, Yang Qi is abundant, and he can use Yang Qi for his own use, killing all directions."
"Only at dusk and early morning, Yin Qi and Yang Qi rise and fall with each other, and when both Qi are at their weakest, it is also when the power of the Holy Yuan is at its weakest."
"Grandma, why do I not believe it? It's understandable for young people to think fast, but it seems impossible to be so vigilant like an old dog." Mud still shook his head unacceptably.
"Hehe, it's really impossible in theory, but some people always have some tempers that extraordinary people have. Naturally, their state of mind is far superior to others. Isn't there a saying that is very good? When the sky falls, you must suffer first. Their minds, their muscles and bones are exhausted, and their bodies are starved. Just because they have endured things that ordinary people can't bear, their preparation and growth are far stronger than others." Shui Keng said indifferently.
With these words, Mud Cube seemed to be able to understand a lot, and when he was about to speak, suddenly, a voice interrupted him.
"It's quite interesting. The mud and the puddle can be chatted to the sky. I don't know if other things can also be chatted?"
After the words fell, a figure suddenly bent down beside the small quagmire...
The sudden voice was scary enough, but the sudden shrinking of a human face made it even more terrifying.
I saw the mud puddle tremble, the puddle tremble, as if some small earthquake happened.
Immediately afterwards, the two returned to normal quickly, no different from the ordinary place, the ordinary pit.
"Didn't you have a good chat just now? Why, are you pretending to be stupid again?"
"Talk, keep talking."
Obviously, the figure crouching down was none other than Han Sanqian.
Looking at this small puddle, Han Sanqian had a teasing smile on his face.
There is still no movement in the puddle and the ground next to it...
"Hehe, the pretending is quite similar. If I hadn't heard your conversation just now, to be honest, I might have been deceived by your current appearance."
"Come out, anyway, all you say are good things about me, and I'm in a good mood, so I won't do anything to you."
After saying that, Han Sanqian took another look at the puddle and the mud next to it. JrNovels.com