The Wizard World

"Young man..." The green-eyed man's voice was hoarse, and he looked at Angelet with piercing eyes. "My eyes can see you, but you are exactly the same..."

Angelet didn't answer the inexplicable words. He felt that there was indeed an inexplicable power in the man's eyes, but this power was not in offense and defense. It seemed to be a group of harmless but extremely huge The mist is all compressed in these eyes.

He glanced at Hailia behind him. This amnesiac man was still in confusion and struggling, no longer paying attention to the movement here.

Looking back, Angelet noticed that the short black stick tightly held in the green-eyed man's hand was only as long as his forearm and as thick as two fingers lined up. The black surface was full of scratches, just like a poker stick. almost.

For some reason, Angelet had an extremely dangerous feeling about this stick. Different from the feeling of Bangzi, this green-eyed man was weaker than ordinary children, as if he might die at any time, or could be blown down by a slight gust of wind.

"You're weird..." Angelet smiled, and a blue light flashed in his eyes. The scanned image of the human body actually showed that the person in front of him was in a critical state and could die anytime, anywhere. "It feels like you might be dying, but I feel like you'll live a long time."

"Young man, don't pay attention to him. This guy is a madman. When he goes crazy for a while, he dances and shouts." An old woman reminded in a low voice on the wooden board beside him.

Another young man who was farther away also said: "He went crazy last night and hit his head on the wooden board. He almost died. Fortunately, I hugged him with a few brothers, otherwise his head It was all smashed."

Angelet smiled. Without answering, he stood up and jumped off the bullock cart. "Okay, I'll go ahead first. My car is the rightmost car in the penultimate car ahead."

Hailia came back to her senses, looked at Angelet's figure, and opened her mouth to keep him, but she still didn't make a sound.

The green-eyed man lay back down again, still holding the short black stick tightly in his hand. "You can't beat me..." He murmured in a low voice, the short black stick in his hand was on the surface. Slowly more cracks spread.

In the man's emerald green eyes, a green vortex slowly spun, the vortex was extremely hidden, and it was impossible to find it unless it was very close.

Beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, and his face became paler and paler. "No one can beat me...no one!!" He seemed to be moaning, but also seemed to be firm in his belief. The hand holding the black stick became tighter and tighter.

Angelet, who had already walked far away, suddenly turned around and stared at the green-eyed man intently. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

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After Angelet returned to the carriage, on the next third day, the convoy met another private convoy. Hailia inexplicably proposed to leave the caravan, and at some point there was that beautiful man who looked like a girl beside him. What's weird is that the green-eyed man also left the caravan with Hylia. I don't know what method to use to get the leader of the private team to agree to his joining.

Angelet had a faint feeling that both the green-eyed man and the 'girl' who came behind were all coming towards Hailia.

He vaguely felt that Hailia might be a key person, and the blood of the ancestors in Hailia had an inexplicable attraction to him. He also took Ferrera. Then joined the private team.

Just hang the bullock cart purchased earlier at the rear of the convoy, and slowly follow along. No matter what the destination is.

five days later...

"Why should we follow them?"

Sitting in front of the bullock cart, little Fu Ruila asked angrily. A few days ago, she wanted to play tricks on Angelet by adding a few blowfly meat sauce to the potato soup for lunch. It's a pity that Angelet exchanged their potato soup with the excuse of suddenly wanting to eat her bowl of soup.

Fu Ruila's face turned green at the time, and she didn't dare to eat her bowl of potato soup with added ingredients. She could only gnaw on the dry muffins until she finished eating, and then she found a chance to pour it out.

Recalling this incident, Fu Ruila felt inexplicably angry. Angelet, who caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, was not pleasing to the eye.

Angelet was sitting next to her, holding a whip in his hand, leaning lazily on the frame of the car. Hearing Ferreira's question, he sighed lazily,

"It's the first time I've seen a man look more beautiful than a woman, so I decided to follow that guy to observe for a while."

"Didn't you say you were going to Bai Xuecheng?" Fu Ruila opened her eyes wide.

"It might be better if I suddenly decided to go to Truffle City." Angelet replied without changing his face.

"You bastard..." Fu Ruila closed her mouth speechlessly, and looked up.

There is a big white and silver-rimmed carriage in front, and the inside can be vaguely seen through the windows.

The middle-aged man named Hailia sat side by side with the man who was more beautiful than a woman, and there were various dishes, fruit plates, pastries and the like in front of them. There is also a golden roasted goose on the table in the middle.

Opposite the dining table, sat an elegant and polite lady in black, with a beautiful and plump female face, long black hair coiled up high, and a silver ring on her forehead.

The noble lady was smiling and talking to Hailia and the two of them. From time to time, she elegantly and softly forked a piece of pastry into her mouth. This indecent behavior of talking during meals did not affect her elegance at all.

Fu Ruila looked at the delicious food on the table, and unconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"I really want to eat..."

"Work hard and save a lot of money so that you can have the same big lunch sooner or later." Angelet on the side said with a smile. He ignored Ferreira's white eyes, and moved his gaze to a skinny horse near the woods on the right side of the convoy.

The horse was thin and black, and looked weak and weak. The man on the horse was the green smoke man, dressed in gray clothes, with the same pale face. It seemed like it was about to fall down at any moment.

"This man hides his strength..." A guess flashed in Angelet's mind. "No, it shouldn't be hiding strength." His eyes stopped on the short black stick in the green-eyed man's hand.

"There should be something wrong with that short stick..." Angelet could feel the terrifying power contained in that short stick. Just like a bottomless pit, the dark power inside can't be seen at all. Even if he regained his strength now. Looking at the short stick is the same as looking at the boundless black ocean, you can't see the end at all.

"This man's original strength is not very strong, but his soul seems to be extremely tough, and he fights against that short stick all the time." Angelet guessed, "A mortal who holds a divine weapon?"

Angelet felt that this green-eyed man seemed to know how to control the short stick very well. But his own soul was too weak, so he fell into a tug of war.

And in the tug-of-war, the man's soul itself also began to slowly turn black, from light blue to pitch black.

After observing for a while, Angelet was about to look back. Suddenly he gave a light snort. Looking into the depths of the dense forest on the right.

Amidst the fine golden sunlight, a group of people wearing black cloaks and red leather pants, holding silver and white scimitars approached the convoy silently. The number is about ten people.

Their gazes were all focused on the green-eyed man on the lean horseback.

"Enbo, I finally found you again." The man in the black cloak who walked in the front spoke, and the voice he said was a sharp female voice. "I will never let you escape this time!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of all the black cloaks. At the same time, a faint silver crescent is lit. They speeded up and all rushed towards the green-eyed man.

The green-eyed man raised his short stick and was about to meet the enemy, when he suddenly lowered his head and coughed violently, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The whole body is crooked. He fell off the horse with a bang, curled up with a painful expression on his body.

The skinny horse was frightened. There was a long hiss immediately.

"who!!"

"Thieves! Get rid of them!"

The guards of the convoy discovered the outsiders who were attacking. Amid the sound of swords being drawn, more than a dozen red leather guards were divided into two groups.

The guards and the black cloaks quickly fought fiercely together. Amid the clinking of weapons, these well-trained guards, who looked like an army, were unexpectedly repulsed by the thieves.

The red leather armor was completely vulnerable to the silver scimitar. Like tissue paper. All the guards retreated towards the convoy.

"I'm coming!!" In the largest carriage, the decadent mercenary Hailia jumped out of the carriage and rushed over with a straight silver gray knife.

He was like a silver fish, deftly dodging several scimitars, turning around, slashing the throats of two thieves, and was about to continue to kill other thieves, when he was caught by another black scimitar stop. It was the bandit leader with the weird voice earlier.

The two scimitars struck each other, and they went around the big tree to communicate with each other. Both the guards and the thieves around consciously avoided the two of them. One of the thieves didn't pay attention to dodge for a while, and the leader of the thieves couldn't stop him with a knife, so he severed half of his head.

Angelet sat on the bullock cart with a shocked expression on his face. He secretly glanced at the handsome man who also got off the cart. With the strength that man showed that night, it was more than enough to kill these thieves. At this moment But there was no sign of doing anything, just standing aside and watching with a sneer.

Fortunately, he was not seen by this person that night.

ah! !

A thief let out a scream, was kicked hard and rolled over, hitting the wheel of Angelet's ox cart. Turning over, the man's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was covered in blood with a machete, "Damn it!!" He cursed in a low voice, and suddenly saw Fu Ruila and Angelet sitting in the driver's seat of the bullock cart.

"Death!" He slashed at Fu Ruila fiercely.

"Don't be afraid, uncle! I'll protect you!" Furuila didn't know when she was holding the saw sword, her face was pale and trembling, but her body stood firmly in front of Angelet.

Bang!

The thief's scimitar was cut sideways, and it sank deep into the wooden frame of the carriage, and he couldn't take it off for a while.

Fu Ruila's whole body was stiff just now, and she didn't have time to react, but now she was terribly frightened by the shock, she immediately lifted her spirits, and grabbed the saw sword and stabbed forward desperately.

"Ah!!" She screamed, her eyes closed tightly, and she stabbed the thief with a sword without thinking about anything.

Snapped!

The saw sword stabbed fiercely on the thief's chest, and was slid away by the close-fitting red leather armor.

Furuila felt something strange, and when she opened her eyes and saw this scene, she was stunned. Suddenly, the thief's scimitar slashed down fiercely. With a clang, it was chopped at the front end of the saw sword.

The saw sword was violently tilted by the reaction force, and the hilt turned around and hit the thief hard on the forehead. Boom!

The thief rolled his eyes and fell back.

Fu Ruila's eyes were glazed over, and she didn't understand what happened at all.

"Thank you!!" Angelet put his hands on her shoulders, his face moved, "Thanks to you, little Rilla, otherwise I might die here today! Thank you for saving me!"

Fu Ruila was numb all over, looked at the thieves on the ground, and then at the saw sword in her hand.

"Is the hero's soul protecting me?" She murmured, after practicing sword skills for so long, she was too nervous just now, and nothing came out. Instead, the enemy stunned himself.