Circle Warlock

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Buy a horse in the east, a saddle in the west, a bridle in the south, and a long whip in the north.

"I heard that the president of the Shenming Non-God ’s Society has a long bow of an artifact, called‘ shooting and falling flowers ’, and it is unparalleled in power.

The receptionist looked at the man in front of him dumbfounded. He actually borrowed the president's artifact longbow. How could there be such a brazen person in the world?

"Give it to him!" Said the president of the non-scientist clenched teeth. The remaining half of the sentence is, "When you die, I will get it back from your body!"

Shooting the bow of the flower is not to describe its gorgeous appearance-but this bow once shot the evil **** bonito with an arrow, completely ending the "year of the flower" in history-so this is an extreme killing **** Bow.

Not beautiful.

The **** bow is unpretentious and even awkward in appearance, because the bow is made from the spine and ribs of the Taikoo dragon. The bow arm is four feet long, which is impossible for ordinary legends to pull apart. However, the long bow of the artifact was then handed over to Shen Yan, and then he was casually back to back.

"Thanks." Shen Yan said goodbye and left.

"Where did he go?" The non-sect president of the Shenming asked bitterly.

"It seems to be ... the direction to go to Harmony City Barracks?"

"Good, I can't be alone."

...

"The bow already exists, but I still lack the arrow, the best long arrow!" Shen Yan said at the same time at the barracks atwood said.

Atwood was so angry that his face was a little crooked, but he finally forced his temper to say to Shen Yan, "Yes, I will take you to the armory to pick it."

"Take it." Opening the door of the armory, revealing the "hill" of the quiver all the way to the roof, Atwood said proudly.

"Garbage, rubbish, big **** ..." Shen Yan said as he looked all the way.

"Why do you still take garbage?"

"... Although it can't be used, it can sell money."

Is it so realistic? Atwood has nothing to say.

After walking four warehouses, Shen Yan counted the two hundred bags of arrows to be used—not the most expensive nor the best, but the most balanced and suitable. Atwood continues to have nothing to say ... In fact, Shen Yan professionally let him throw his body into the ground. It turns out that there is so much attention on an arrow!

"When I die, you can get it from my body."

Shen Yan said before leaving, Atwood wanted to agree, but he couldn't say anything at all, and could only watch Shen Yan leave quietly.

...

"The long arrow is there, and I still lack the enchantment for the arrow."

"Come with me, I know there is a place where you said." Red Moon waiting outside the barracks door looked at Shen Yan's eyes, and said with an awkward expression. Rolled away.

She didn't want to complete the task arranged by "Light of Order" at all, but she had to come-she was afraid that others would come to talk. Besides, she is a professional undercover, with perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

*****

A gorgeous alchemy shop is covered with elaborately carved patterns and pictures from the outside to the inside, and even the corners and corners are inlaid with evergreen evergreen wood. The whole shop seemed to be saying a sentence: "I am an elf, super rich!"

Push the door forward.

The quiet and elegant old elf master stood behind the stage and glanced at the leading red moon, looking at Shen Yan up and down with his gaze. "Wearing gold and silver" is not enough to describe the old elf's luxury, and you should say "wearing gold and silver" to describe it in case.

For a long time, the old elf took out an elf-style quiver from under the counter. There were only three arrows inserted in the quiver-a entangled flame, a frozen icy, and the last black as ink.

"This is what I can do for you."

Shen Yan sighed slightly at the familiar scene. In Laurel's memory, he had dealt with the master An Qiluo, and he was even a friend. Can Shen Yan have this relationship with him?

"What do you want?" Shen Yan raised the space bag and fell down. "Wow!" A whole two hundred quiver poured from the space bag! Each military quiver holds 24 long arrows, and two hundred quiver is 4800 arrows, which instantly squeeze the shop full!

"What are you doing?" Master An Qiluo angrily shouted and waved his staff to double the space in the store! This is to avoid being overwhelmed by the quiver ... but the mess in the store is inevitable.

"My request is not high," Shen Yan pointed to the arrow sac on the ground. "That's all, I'll do it like the three arrows!"

"What do you say ... you know how much magic material the three arrows consumed, how much effort I spent ... impossible! Absolutely impossible! Get out, get out of my shop!" Master An Qiluo was almost corrupted How can there be such a person in the world? I did my best to help you make three powerful magic arrows, shouldn't you be grateful to Dade / grateful?

Why do you have to measure in?

Switching to Laurel may be grateful to Master An Qiluo, but Shen Yan has long seen the essence through the phenomenon.

"Uh, Hongyue, then let's go." Shen Yan didn't even care about the arrows on the ground, turned and pulled Hongyue away.

Seeing him going to the door, there was the helpless voice of Master An Qiluo behind him, "There are at most twelve, and only two arrows can be killed."

"One hundred bags."

"You just killed me! ... two ... bags, no more!"

"Fifty bags, if you don't promise me to turn around and leave, the rest of the responsibility will be borne by you." Shen Yan said at the door. Is the assassination really my own business? Sorry, that is absolutely impossible.

"Ten capsules! Ten capsules! Two kill arrows! Don't promise me to kill yourself on the spot! I won't make you feel better if I die!" The old elf must be twitching, his eyes open, his face pale and shaky, sweaty Low from temples.

"... Okay," Shen Yan reluctantly agreed, "Yes," he pointed to Master An Qiluo, "give me a set of your burnt clothes, I think I called Old Olympic friends should like it. "

"The deal."

God, why didn't you quickly collect this demon? Although he will die soon, I really can't wait!

*****

The last thing is intelligence. He needs someone to tell him the route of the lady.

Shen Yan came to a concealed underground passage based on the address written on the small note that Red Moon gave him.

Then, unexpectedly and not accidentally, he saw Phil Dabas-Dabas is the family of the lady around the city, and may even be the race created by the lady. They float on the ground, diligently maintaining everything around the city. Although Dabas speaks, he rarely communicates in words. They usually express their moods with the symbols that glow between the two corners.

Dabas is always loyal to Ms.

Until the portal and the **** of travel Ronald preached around the city, a part of Dabas was transferred to Ronald's door under the premise that the lady did not listen. When the lady slaughtered Ronald, shattered the temple area, and threw his **** body into the astral world. Ronald's followers went underground, but they are still actively seeking to resurrect the portal god.

Phil Dabas is one of them. He was not punished, but after being deported by the Dabas race, Phil can only hide in the traitor bar.

What Shen Yan did not expect was that Phil was actually a member of the rebels at this time.

When Phil Dabbas saw Shen Yan, the talent of the Dabbas race allowed him to instantly see countless pictures of the future ... Phil's body was getting lower and lower, and finally he was lying on the foot of Shen Yan like a creep.

The symbol between the two corners becomes a twisted double triangle, extreme fear!

"Phil," Shen Yan squatted down and said softly near his ear, "Remember, this is the last time."

Phil nodded, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.