Chapter 880： Heart language grass (1/2)
The place Wang Qi said was a large swamp 30 kilometers southwest of the city of Doom. There are mud pits of all sizes here and there. These mud pits are deep and shallow. Even if you fill in hundreds of people, you can't find a splash.
The entire swamp air is permeated with poisonous mist full of corrosive properties. These radonous poisonous mists are green and bright in color. Under the sun's rays, they are like dreams.
”This is ...” Song Jianwang looked at the poisonous mist marsh with strange light in front of his eyes, and frowned deeply.
Ordinary players don't say entering here to explore, even if it is close, it is a very dangerous thing.
However, Song Jian's talented passive skill ”Savvy” once again exerted its effect, and was directly immune to the poisonous mist's corrosion damage.
Of course, on the one hand, it is because of talent skills, and on the other hand, because of Jian Jian ’s physical attributes. At this time, Song Jian ’s physical attributes have reached more than 120 points. For the poisonous mist in the poisonous swamp all year round. Even if the damage is ten times more severe, the impact on Song Jian will be minimal;
As Wang Qi said, the moment when Song Jian stepped on the poisonous fog swamp, he immediately felt a slight coercion coming towards him;
It was as if a giant beast opened his lantern-like eyes and stared at Song Jian next to him. Although he hadn't rushed up, he had a strong sense of threat.
”This, it seems a bit like the dragon's power of the Black Dragon ...” Song Jian frowned, secretly in his heart, the sense of threat at this moment was very similar to the dragon power emanating from the Black Dragon;
”Does it mean that the boss in the poisonous fog swamp is a dragon?” Song Jian had an incredible look on his face, but then felt that his idea was too outrageous, he shook his head with a smile, and took the idea out of his mind. Dumped out
When Song Jian stepped to step into the poisonous fog swamp, looking for a boss hidden in this swamp, most likely a dominance boss, an old dwarf suddenly got out of a mud pit;
”Gods, are you planning to venture into this swamp?” The dwarf was covered with a thick layer of mud, and looked like a distant relative of the stone man muttering.
”If you really want to enter this poisonous mist swamp, can you do something for Old Somme? A simple one, rest assured, I will pay you enough.” The dwarf smiled at Song Jian. Say
”I know, do you need me to help you?” Song Jian asked.
”It's nothing, it's actually very simple, you just need to help me collect ten hearts of grass from the poisonous fog swamp!” The old dwarf rubbed a pair of rough hands and said a little embarrassedly;
”Xinyucao, is this an herb?” Song Jian asked curiously;
”Yes, this is indeed an herb. I need it to make a petrochemical potion!” The dwarf Som did not hide it, and said it generously;
”So, are you a master of refining medicine?” Song Jian was surprised. He did not expect that a dwarf did not study forging, but researched refining. This is too much. Surprised.