Some cultures are interlinked. For example, reincarnation, Chinese and Western civilizations believe in reincarnation.

Another example is the power of language. In the East, there is a saying that proverbs are common, and the West also has a culture of spirituality.

Some words will be fulfilled.

If these words were spoken by ordinary people, maybe nothing would happen.

Because the power of magic first requires faith, so long as it has faith.

But in the spiritual realm, the possibility of this happening or becoming an ending becomes very great.

Therefore, in the spiritual realm, there are some things that cannot be arbitrarily spoken.

However, Wendini, who had guessed Methlan Pooler's intentions, was not good at all.

"You're crazy. Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"I know." Methran Poole raised his right arm.

Wendini saw that Meislan Pooler's wrist had been cut open.

And it was not red blood that bleed, but black blood.

"Help me take care of the clan, I am not a qualified clan, but I also hope to do my best to protect the clan."

Methran Poole said in a calm tone.

Methran Pooler's arms began to weather and collapsed and collapsed like black gravel.

And this disintegration and collapse continued to spread upwards, then his body, his neck ... and finally his whole body.

Meislan Pule didn't care about the abnormalities of the body, and stepped in front of Wendini.

He nodded a bit on Wendini's forehead.

A white rune appeared on Wendini's forehead.

It was too late for Wendini to stop.

Methran Poole didn't discuss it with him at all.

He killed himself, and not returned to nature.

He fell into hell.

Meislan Pooler finally scattered a black sand gravel and completely disappeared between this world.

"I am the Patriarch of the White Elves, and forgive your sins, and may your soul return to nature," said Wendini in a calm tone.

Her tone barely felt any mood swings.

She disagreed with Methlan Pooler's approach.

But at this time it was meaningless to question or criticize Methran Poole.

Methran Poole is dead. As to whether he succeeded, he will have to wait until that day to have an answer.

...

Lila Gevich, who was somewhere in the mountains at this moment, suddenly took a nap.

"Fack, what's going on?"

As Methran Poole had guessed, Lila Gevich had been hiding in the mountains and the old woods as a savage.

This resulted in his original weight of two hundred pounds, which has now been reduced by at least ten kilograms.

He couldn't even eat breakfast, although he prepared a lot of food.

But many foods need to be further processed, even if you make a coffee, you first need a pot of boiling water.

"Is it a bad warning?" Lila Gevich was a little worried.

Presumably no one can find him here.

He spent a lot of time trying to hide here.

Everything is handled and prepared by himself.

He intends not to contact anyone until the test of nature comes.

Only that day he would take the initiative to contact Chen Ye.

This also ensures maximum security.

It was just that sudden chill that made Lila Gevich faintly notice something.

He didn't understand where the danger came from.

He didn't know exactly what went wrong.

And now he dare not contact others at will, let alone let people inquire about the news.

After all, what he does now is risky.

The best option is to do nothing.

After much thought, Lila Gevich still felt uneasy.

Now he doesn't believe in his people, because he knows that his people have white elf eyes.

Just as there is his eyeliner in the white elf group.

So he decided to find Chen Yan.

As long as Chen Huan hasn't changed his narrative there, then he will be fine.

Chen Zheng is his biggest hole card and his biggest guarantee.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, it's me."

"Are you going to give birth?" Chen Yan said ridiculously.

"I'm not trying to have children, I'm going to rob."

"Well, where are you now, I'll go now."

"No, I am not giving birth now ... nor is it, I am not going to rob now."

"Then what did you call me for? Greeting me?"

"I suddenly had a bad feeling just now, as if something had happened, so I wanted to ask Mr. Chen if you changed anything."

"No, the things I promise will not change." Chen Yan said.

"What if the white elf has a price you can't refuse?"

"First do what you promised, and then kill you."

"Mr. Chen, no matter what price they offer, I will double the price after it is done."

"Okay, I'll pass your word on to the white elf."

"Tell them what to do?"

"This way they will definitely pay a higher price, and you have to double."

"Mr. Chen, this joke is not funny."

"Well, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I'm helping you this time because I owe you. No matter you or the white elf, there is nothing worth remembering.

Chen Ye knows more about the industries of Lila Gevich.

Although profitable, they all belong to polluting and dangerous industries.

Chen Ye is really not interested.

He can't prescribe any conditions that interest him.

Hang up and look at Fari on the dining table: "Fari, it doesn't seem to be early today."

"Do not you go to work today?"

"I asked Robbio for leave."

"Leave a break? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, I plan to go to Mirror Lake. The house has been built, but I have not seen Feng Shui. If the surrounding landscape is also arranged, there is no way to change Feng Shui." Fali said.

Fali didn't say that Chen Yun thought that Fali had long forgotten her identity as a Feng Shui master.

"All right." Chen Yan shrugged helplessly.

It wasn't long before Portia and Gevra arrived.

After they had breakfast, the crowd went straight to Mirror Lake.

"Feiwood, are you on the job site now?"

"I haven't passed yet, Mr. Chen, are you coming over today?"

"Well, Fari and I are both going, and you should come as soon as possible."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Fari and others have any requirements for the layout of the villa. You just listen and follow her requirements."

"Okay, I see."

Felwood Cisco remembers that when the Moon Moon Villa was completed last time, Farley also made her own request.

Chen Ye also said the same thing. Anyway, he just listened, he didn't need to raise his professional doubts, and Fari would do whatever he asked.