I! Lord Of Truth, Signed For Three Thousand Years

For nearly a decade, Ye An has been trading on the black market regularly in the image of Gandalf in a white robe.

Almost everyone in the entire black market knew him.

Moreover, the various medicinal agents sold by Ye An are of high quality and reasonable price, so they are well received by customers.

The image of Gandalf in white robes has also become a rare sign of conscience in the black market.

Ye An once again entered the black market as Gandalf to sell potions, and soon a large number of customers came to snap it up.

There are even buyers who have been waiting for days on the black market to buy Ye An's potions.

"Bring me a copy of this dragontail grass, and ice blue flowers."

After selling the elixir, Ye An went to an elixir shop to buy the elixir.

"It turned out to be His Excellency Gandalf, I'll pack it for you..."

The owner of the shop saw Ye An and immediately greeted him with a smile.

For him, Ye An is an old patron.

Especially Ye An, who was generous and often purchased precious elixir materials, did not dare to snub.

At Ye An's time buying elixir.

In the distance, two figures in black cloaks were crouching in the dark and watching Ye An.

"Senior Brother, are you sure this Gandalf is just a slave?"

"I have been in and out of the black market occasionally in the past two years, and I know this Gandalf."

"The medicines sold are not only of good quality, but also cheap, which is simply the biggest conscience in the black market."

"And many of his potions can only be made by wizards, and he can't be a lowly slave!"

"Moreover, the gatekeeper suddenly refused to cooperate with us, this matter must be strange!"

One of them spoke.

"What good do you think I lied to you?"

"More than ten years ago, I saw him hiding in the shadows and disguising himself like this!"

"And before his makeup, he wore the finest fabrics."

"On Sky Island, that kind of cloth is only worn by slaves!"

"The potion on his body is probably also stolen from his master!"

"What wizard would let a slave go to the black market to help him trade! And it's all serious trading, there is no contraband at all! ”

"If I hadn't been ready to fatten up and start again, and ended up being locked up by my mentor for more than ten years that day, this so-called Gandalf would have been eaten and wiped clean by me!"

Another wizard apprentice spoke.

Looking at Ye An, he showed a greedy gaze.

"As for the gatekeeper, it is estimated that there is a thief who has no thief's heart, and people like him don't want to become real wizards in this life!"

"The black market is not easy to start, but I know that there is a section of the road that he must have passed."

"Let's leave the black market quickly now, just go to the ambush in advance!"

"Although he may have a magic guide in his hand, he definitely can't deal with the two of us!"

"As long as he moves fast enough, he won't even be able to react and die."

"At that time, the potions, materials, and magic crystals on his body will all be ours!"

The wizard apprentice said with greed in his eyes.

His expression was also victorious, as if he had seen the scene of his fortune.

What he didn't know was that when he was just talking, a bug got into his clothes.

And in the secret, a treacherous smile appeared at the corner of a gloomy old man's mouth:

"In the recent black market, the famous Gandalf turned out to be just a slave?"

"I didn't expect to come out today and walk on the black market, and I can also encounter such a good thing..."

......

The two wizard apprentices had no idea that they had been targeted by a wizard.

Now they are hurriedly leaving the black market and heading to the necessary route point for Ye An's return.

Soon after, Ye An also finished buying medicinal herbs and chose to leave the black market.

There are a total of nine roads leaving the black market, which are nine gates together.

Each door randomly teleports people out, and the location of each door changes each time it teleports.

So no matter which door you go through, it is safe.

Even if someone else walks the same door with you, they will definitely not teleport together.

After leaving the black market, Ye An immediately disguises himself and becomes a handsome but low-key slave servant.

But just as Ye An was on his way back, two black-robed wizard apprentices suddenly popped up.

"So you two robbed?"

Ye An had long sensed the breath of these two people, and originally thought that they had run into each other by chance.

When they jumped out, they realized that they had guessed wrong.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time, white-robed Gandalf!"

A wizard apprentice laughed.

Ye An's expression immediately changed.

His own disguise was actually discovered, and he was still two apprentices?

It shouldn't be...

Ye An would never have thought that he was targeted when he first went to the black market more than a decade ago.

"Obediently hand over your things, don't force us to do it!"

"If you want to survive, I promise to hand over your stolen potion every once in a while."

"Otherwise..."

Before the wizard apprentice finished speaking, a mouthful of black blood suddenly rushed up.

Under the surprised gaze of another wizard apprentice, he slowly fell to the ground...

"Huh."

"I really didn't expect the famous Gandalf to be such a young slave."

"The conditions just now remain the same, as long as you promise to come down, I will not embarrass you too much."

"What do you say?"

An old man with almost ulcerated skin walked out with a smile.

Then he raised his sleeve, and countless bugs flew out.

Gnawing another living apprentice to death.

This is obviously a warning to Ye An that if he doesn't agree, this is the end.

Seeing this scene, Ye An was not only indifferent, but even felt a little funny.

"It's really a good show!"

"But have you thought about it, a young slave."

"Could it be a wizard?"

After speaking, the corners of Ye An's mouth were already laughing.

"What?"

When the old man heard Ye An's words, he didn't react yet.

A fireball that was only the size of an eyeball had already hit him.

Looking at the inconspicuous fireball, the moment it touched the old man, the fire suddenly burst into flames.

Various crackling sounds also sounded from the old man's body.

This voice is familiar to Ye An, when he burns firewood, if there are insects in the firewood.

That's the sound.

"Aaaaa

The old man, whose body was burned rapidly, let out a terrifying cry.

After two seconds, the sound stopped abruptly.

In less than ten seconds, the body completely turned into ashes and dissipated.

"It's really looking for death!"

"An insect wizard who majored in curses dared to confront an elemental wizard who majored in fire magic."

Looking at the old man who turned into ashes, Ye An smacked his lips and sneered.

Picking up the magic guide left by the old man after his death, Ye An left directly.

The other two apprentices were not killed by him at all, and there was no way to find his head.

He didn't even bother to destroy the corpse.

As for what was on them, Ye An didn't bother to search for them.

Wizard apprentice, what good can there be?

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