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Just sticking out a small slap from time to time, sucking the honey on the five fingers and sucking it up is really not arrogant.

Malocha shook the mane. Let Little Fairy slide from the top of one’s own head to the back, and it seems that I am afraid that the little guy will get the honey on it.

“A crystal Stag,” White Mist looked at Malocha with his head in his head. The mouth praise sighed: “They are the elements born in the shallow sea. I didn’t expect you to have such a summoned object.”

Andersia looked at the scene of Brando summon Malocha in awe. She doesn’t know much about Planeswalker, but the less she knows, the more she is afraid of this powerful and mysterious force.

“Malocha Can it take us to find the Timothy?” Brando asked.

“Of course,” White Mist replied affirmatively: “They are the best guides in the fog, and some of the Timothos will have a good relationship with crystal Stag, and their superstition of crystal Stag will bring good luck.”

“So can it take us directly to Storm’s Rest Mountain?”

White Mist shook his head: “I don’t know this. I only came here two or three times with Witch.”

Brando just turned back and said to Malocha: “We need to find the Tilmos, Malocha, can you find them?”

Tag nodded: “Adults, I know where they will go, Tyremos will hunt sharp seals in the misty sea near the coast of Mirror. But they don’t appear every day, but if they are lucky, they will There is a light path there, and we can find the route of the Timothy through the light path through the fog.”

“Is there no fixed foothold for the Tilmos?”

“They are sea people, they have huge fleets, these fleets follow the light path, only occasionally staying on the ice floes or the island.” It stopped: “In fact, Lord Thane, to find the Timothy I Not the best guide, Miss Mias is.”

“She?” Brando turned to look at the little Fairy lying on the back of Malocha. The latter is fighting with the sugar balls in his hands, and he is innocent.

“Fairy have a good relationship with the Timothons, and the Timothons are revered for the Lord of the Elements. Fairy is the darling of Elemental Plane, and the Timothons think they are Acolyte, sometimes in Tilmore. There will be a lot of Fairy on the ship’s boat.” Malocha replied: “Fairy can always find the Tilmos, who can weave the light boat directly through the light path to reach the Tirmos.”

Brando reached out and said something on the top of Little Fairy: “Malocha, can you find a way to Storm’s Rest Mountain?”

“The daylight can lead to Storm’s Rest Mountain. Adults, but pass through a sea of ​​ice floes. There are a group of killer whales that stop the sea, and only the Timothons can bypass them.”

“Just a group of killer whales?”

“That’s elemental whales. I advise you not to imagine their size,” White Mist replied. “I have had the privilege of seeing them once. It was a baby whale. It was just when we got out of the sea fog. The left side of the fleet. It is bigger than our entire fleet, but the little guy is not interested in us, and soon leaves with one’s own mother.”

“This lady is right,” Malocha replied.

Brando is a bit fascinating. Is the big whale called a killer whale? Although it is said that the body is too large to truly reflect the strength of the creature, at least it can explain how strong its *power is, and can be such a degree of creativity, is it true that there is a Perfect Body level?

Is there such a presence on this World?

He looked toward towards Little Fairy: “Can she weave a light boat?”

Although it doesn’t look like it looks like it.

Little Fairy Mia’s frowns swayed his head to avoid his fingers, replied with a muffled voice: “Of course not, weaving a light boat requires a lot of sisters, I can’t do it alone. But I know how to chant them, if If I ask, they will definitely help.”

She looked at Brando and said: “Our Fairy family is not like you humans. Everything needs to be rewarded. Elder sister tells me that you humans are bad-minded, but I still accidentally got it and was sealed by you as a Card. ”

“Do you have an elder sister telling you that you are coming in yourself?” Brando looked at her with no anger.

“That is to save Malocha adults.”

“Is it what I asked for?”

“That’s not it.” Little Fairy shook his head like a rattle: “But the sugar you give is delicious, much better than honey.”

“My sugar is not good at all, it is a bad sugar.”

“The elder sister said that sugar is good or bad, but the people who give sugar are good and bad.” Mias knows reasonably.

Brando couldn’t help but conquer her simple dialectical view. For a moment, it is a knot. “Very good, my bad-hearted person is not going to give you sugar anymore.”

He didn’t think that he hadn’t finished talking yet. Little Fairy cried with the sugar ball wu wu, and the more he cried, the more sad he was, and it gradually evolved into a sign of crying.

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