Chapter 229

Jonas' behavior made Lu Zhengkang doubt his character in a moment.

It's very difficult to live in this magical world, especially after looking at history, every wise person can clearly realize that civilization is regressing. From the mythical age to the post magical age, the Quaternary period has become a very dull period. Maybe in a few more years, people will completely forget the huge potential of individual power, and everyone will live mediocre and begin to rely on collective support The heat of the group lives in this cold world.

However, it is precisely because of the intervention of supernatural forces such as magic, demon God and Holy Spirit that people are particularly open to abnormal events.

Brayton boy is a coward who is afraid of death - if there is no accident, this is his future character. But he has shown surprising resilience and resilience.

Lu Zhengkang touched the natural and unrestrained mane on his face and thought to himself, maybe this is a talent that can be made.

The troll patted his belly and was hungry. No matter what he thought, he should put it first. Eating is a serious matter. There are a few pounds of potatoes, some cabbages, a few rotten tomatoes, half a cheese mound in the barrel. There are several packages of coarse sea salt, a lot of smoked meat and six bags of coarse wheat flour in the wooden box.

There is food, there is fire, and Lu Zhengkang rubs his hands. Almost the smell of civilization lingers on the tip of his nose!

But the problem is that there is no pot.

Lu Zhengkang was really surprised. There are all kinds of things in this place, even the urination bucket. But there is no pot. Why?

Do those dead people like roast food?

The troll sighed. He picked ten huge potatoes with his fingers and spread them on the embers beside the campfire. The tomatoes were also set on fire. Then he put the orc's two handed sword on the fire. It was one palm wide and could almost be an iron plate.

A meal was slowly made. In the middle of the meal, the fragrance drifted away. Brayton changed his pants without leaving. His face was smiling with satisfaction. The old man's pants were very big for him, like a long skirt. He swayed a few times, and then sneaked to the side of Lu Zhengkang.

When the troll heard the shuffling footsteps, he turned to look at him. Jonas crept and saw Lu Zhengkang's three frightening black eyes. He immediately did not dare to move. Then his center of gravity was out of balance, and then he stumbled. Then his pants slipped down, and he tripped over his pants, and hit Lu Zhengkang's feet barefaced.

“……”

The troll sighed again and pulled him up by his collar. He now suspected that the Brighton boy was neurotic rather than a simple big heart.

Language once again became an obstacle to communication. Troll's lips turned twice, but he failed to say a word. Lu Zhengkang sighed again and put Jonas down.

The boy covered his nose in one hand and held on to his trouser waist in the other. His face turned red because of shame.

Lu Zhengkang sat down, patted the ground beside him, and motioned Jonas to sit down. Brayton boy's shame came quickly and went faster. He immediately came to sit beside Lu Zhengkang, especially close to each other.

Jonas seems to be born with a pleasant temperament. He seems to be the hero of a farce. He is optimistic, lively and neurotic. He is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he is bold. He is a standard Brighton.

Lu Zhengkang forked a boiled potato with his fingernail and handed it to Jonas. He naturally took it over, put it in his arms, held it in his clothes and kept blowing on the hot potato. In the dim room, in the faint light of fire, the boy's smile can't help, just like the quiet afternoon forest, with the flame beating and twinkling on the brown pupil.

The wolves began to rest. There was no cold wind in the warm room. The wide stone windows made the air flow very comfortable. Except for the slight cold, everything was comfortable.

Trolls and Brightons began to enjoy food.

Great eating has a natural sense of ritual, which can cover all the representations of family, affection and warmth.

While the boy was chewing potatoes, he looked at the trolls around him.

It's shining!

Yes, although it's weak, it's really shining. The stars and moon are as clean, the water waves are as fine, the hair is soft and dense, the posture is peaceful and peaceful. If you don't witness its killing with your own eyes, how can you regard it as a terrible beast?

"Mr. troll, are you wise?"

“……” Lu Zhengkang's sharp fangs tore off the dry barbecue. Because he had no molars, he had to swallow it whole. He couldn't enjoy the taste of saliva mixed with meat.

"Mr. troll, let me teach you how to speak! If you don't want to, shake your head Ha, you really want me to teach you how to speak! When I teach you, we can talk about our hearts. You must have had a lot of great experiences, such as killing big bear, killing knife cat and even tree spirit... "

Lu Zhengkang ate in silence.

For three hours.

When Lu Zhengkang was satisfied, he went to the door to dig two mouthfuls of fresh snow to drink. Jonas followed him all the way. Now he has begun to teach him language. He often points to one thing, then says a word, and then stares at the troll. When he sees that it is silent, he says another thing.Lu Zhengkang listened carefully. Although there was not much to learn in the scope of his activities, thanks to Jonas's amazing amount of nonsense, he could understand a little bit of the Brayton boy's words.

For example, words like troll, sword, leather armor, snow, snow, plain and mountain are repeatedly emphasized and confirmed.

The next day, that's how it's going to be.

In his spare time in the afternoon, Lu Zhengkang practiced his swordsmanship for a while. As a master of martial arts, he knew a lot of swordsmanship even though he was proficient in palm techniques. When he was at the right time, all the martial arts in the world were absorbed in his heart. Although many martial arts had not been practiced, his moves were not strange.

You can't use sword Qi without internal Qi, but with the troll's good physical strength, it's not a problem to defeat the enemy.

Magic energy system is different from inner Qi and soul energy. The past experience can only play a little reference value, but Lu Zhengkang intends to explore the linkage between magic energy, spirit and body.

The troll dances the sword, elegant and natural as a poem. The boy is fascinated by it, as if watching the spirit ape flying in the air, while the sword is like a bird in the palm. The two are harmonious but different.

Jonas felt that everything he saw was a miracle of fate and the gift of the Holy Spirit. He couldn't help feeling excited, so he wanted to learn Lu Zhengkang's swordsmanship. But he was too young, only four feet tall, and weak to master the iron sword, so he secretly went to the forest to pick up branches.

Trolls see the boy's every move in the eyes, the body action is not stop, also do not pay much attention to his whereabouts.

Before long, there was a scream and a few wolf howls in the woods. The boy ran out stumbling. Behind him, there were two ice wolves chasing after him, but they were fighting with the wolves for the dead walrus.

They're coming again.

The wolves came from the shelter, but the faster one was the troll.

Lu Zhengkang rushed to Jonas in three or two steps. When he tripped over his trousers, he waved his sword across the top of the boy's hair. The tip of the sword trembled slightly and two lights flashed.

Two male wolves were stabbed into the brain by the point of the sword and died on the spot.

Jonas didn't mean to be afraid. He just rushed over and hugged the troll's thigh! You have come to save me! Ha ha ha, I only know! " He was very happy. "Can you teach me how to fight? You are really handsome just now

Lu Zhengkang glanced at the branch on the boy's hand. It was a dead branch, let alone used as a wooden sword envoy. Even if he waved it a little faster, it would break.

A little boy without common sense can't survive in the sky.