Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 370 Sanction Kouhei, Out of the Maze

The periphery of the Sahara Lost Realm.

When Lu Jun heard the words of the thin black boy in the South African national team, his eyes became indifferent, while Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, Jiang Shaoxu and others looked ugly.

Regardless of whether they receive commissions or not, they are always here to save people, so it would be too embarrassing for their benefactors.

The so-called respect is mutual, Mo Fan is not polite, regardless of whether you are the target of the mission, he yelled and asked: "You uncivilized primitive man, what are you talking about?!"

As soon as Mo Fan started spraying, he directly poked people's wounds.

After the words fell, several members of the Huaxia team were secretly happy about the matter of having a straight-hearted friend as the perfect mouthpiece.

The members of the South African team were instantly enraged. The thin black boy jumped up and complained, "You East Asian monkeys, are you still here to save us? You can't even protect yourself!"

"Hehe." Mo Fan sprayed: "If you have the ability, get out, don't get involved."

The thin, black man sneered, "Then we will go our separate ways. I choose to wait where I am, and you can walk as you like."

Hearing this, Jiang Shaoxu was in a hurry, thinking that this member of the South African government was too much of a thief, who didn't know that the best way to save himself when he got lost in the Sahara Desert was to stay where he was.

Originally, the South African national team deviated from the direction, but only found it through their long queue, and re-determined the location. It was only one kilometer away from the exit, and the hope of rescue was greatly increased.

At this time, Lu Jun stood up and asked abruptly, "You mean to stay where you are?"

"Of course..." The skinny black boy said complacently, "After waiting for a few hours, the real rescue team from the Cape of Good Hope Magic Castle Magic Association will come. Where do we need you?"

Buzz!
As soon as these words came out, unexpectedly Lu Jun attacked directly, his eyes flickered with black and red light, and a white ghost like a small hill appeared behind the opponent, he stretched out his hand, and directly lifted the short black man.

"What do you want to do?!"

The thin black man struggled desperately in mid-air, his face was full of fear, he was suppressed by Bai Wuchang Kuntu Guisha, and let others slaughter him.

"Hey." The strong black man who was the captain of the South African national government was startled, and quickly shouted: "Everyone, don't be impulsive, just talk about it."

But a few people seemed to want to save the thin black man, but in fact they just talked about it, their bodies remained motionless, and they didn't intend to help.

What's more, some members watched with cold eyes, sneered and mocked: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, I thought I was backed by the backstage in China, and now I have kicked the iron plate with arrogance?"

Compared with the Huaxia team, the South African national team is the same. There are various factional entanglements and serious internal conflicts.

Lu Jun didn't care about the young black men. Even if the South African national team played together, they were not his opponents.

He stared at the thin black boy coldly and said: "If I can save you, I can naturally abandon you. Anyway, the Cape of Good Hope Magic Association only asks us to search and rescue the South African national team as much as possible. As for how many people can be rescued, I don't care, one or two less people It doesn't even matter."

Kacha, Kacha, as Lu Jun spoke, the beautiful eyes of the female ghost in white were captivating, and the off-white glow spread from the thin black man's legs, turning his legs to petrification, and then the ghost threw the thin black boy to the ground.

This is not over yet, the Thunder Dream Beast of the Night sealed the Shadow Domain to him, and the pitch-black sky covered a radius of hundreds of feet. Dark swords fell and were inserted near the opponent, interweaving into a magic circle of confinement, nailing him here.

Lu Jun said indifferently: "I won't kill you, but if you want to stay where you are, then stay here forever and see if you are lucky enough to survive."

At the end, he turned to Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue and the others and said, "Let's go."

Everyone present swallowed their saliva, it was really ruthless, Mo Fan would swear at most, but Lu Jun didn't speak too much ruthless, he shot on the spot.

To deal with this kind of talkative party, the main thing is to be truthful.

Seeing that Lu Jun was about to leave, Jiang Shaoxu quickly stopped him and said, "No way, the Sahara Lost Realm is not allowed to walk around at will."

Lu Jun said lightly: "It doesn't matter, I have a connection with the summoned beast in the dark, but I can anchor to her position through the air, and I will definitely be able to take you out safe and sound."

Hearing this, the originally resentful eyes of the thin black man turned into deep regret.

He wanted to yell at him, you idiot, why didn't you say it earlier? !If it is confirmed that they can go out and leave the Sahara earlier, who would like to stay where they are and wait for rescue with little hope? !

Everyone showed joy on their faces, and followed suit step by step.

Suddenly, Lu Jun paused, without turning his head, he said: "It's too much, the sandstorm wraith has its eyes on us humans without accident, and it will come over soon, I wish you a long way."

The thin black man's eyes widened and he struggled crazily, but he couldn't break free, so he could only shout heartbreakingly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please take me and leave."

Several members of the South African national team looked at each other in blank dismay, a chill rose in their hearts, but they did not dare to argue about it.

Lu Jun didn't bother to pay attention to this, and summoned two black and white ghosts. The black and blue winds formed a huge sailboat, and the rolling desert on the ground set off layers of tides to push the sailboat.

It looks like a huge ship sailing on the golden sand sea, full of people running towards the edge of the maze.

Rumble!
In an instant, everyone's eyes blurred, and their vision suddenly became brighter, without the hazy sense of uncertainty before, they rushed out of the Sahara Lost Realm, and the blue and black windboat exploded, disintegrating into countless air currents.

They looked around, the blue sky and white clouds at the end, and the Mediterranean coast in the distance.

bell!In the barren area on the edge of the desert, the mermaid girl and Nanjue stood together gracefully. When they saw their master coming out, they groaned with joy.

At the same time, Nan Jue asked nervously: "I'm sorry this time it's my fault, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Mo Fan saw that he had left the maze, and the big stone in his heart fell, and he said happily: "We didn't encounter any danger, and it's not your fault this time."

"The South African national team rescued several people, and the mission of the Cape of Good Hope Magic Association was successfully completed."

The seven members of the Huaxia team showed understanding smiles, and they were very excited. They made a lot of money, and Guan Yu and others who had parted ways in advance probably felt envious and jealous.

The black South African youths next to them were exhausted and finally came out of the damn hell, almost crying.

The captain at the head calmed down, stepped forward hesitantly and said to Lu Jun: "Thank you for your help, although my teammates have spoken rudely to you, but we will keep this kindness in mind, and if you need to use me, we will definitely help you. "

"Also... I will ask the team members to keep this matter secret."

Lu Jun let it go, and said calmly: "It's all about doing things with money."

Then he said: "We are not out of danger yet, and the Sandstorm Wraith is very likely to catch up. Let's leave this place first and go to the Mediterranean Sea."

A few people think that Lu Jun is making a fuss out of a molehill, but they dare not disobey.

A group of people ran wildly on the wasteland all the way, retreating towards the Mediterranean coast.

After waiting for a long time, when everyone looked back during the run, they saw a horrified scene.

(End of this chapter)