The magic soldier begins to cross

Chapter 29 Colored Glass Island

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Soon the alarm sounded on Liuli Island and resounded throughout the island.

After the flame approached, there was actually a person standing above the sky with a long sword in his hand.

And the fiery red light emanated from the wings behind him.

Nangong asked the sky for a moment, the glazed island in front of him was not large, and the number of demon soldiers and demon soldiers stationed there was not too large.

In just a moment, all kinds of flying magic beasts flew up from the sky above the island to confront him.

"Who are you?!" a soldier on the back of a wyvern shouted at him.

After all, they didn't know the purpose and identity of the other party, so they didn't dare to attack rashly.

Nangong Wentian didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, he just raised his hand and swung out a few sword blades, these weak demon soldiers and the demon army were bloody and bloody in the blink of an eye.

I thought that it would be cool to abuse Lingyu like this anytime.

When the people on the land saw that the vanguard was actually killed by someone breathing, they panicked, and another siren sounded.

And Nangong Wentian leaned over and rushed towards the island, beheading all the leather armors with the mark of the Heavenly Demon Army.

And those panicked soldiers saw that this man didn't kill the civilians, so they hurriedly took off their clothes and threw them aside and mixed in with the crowd.

Those low-quality magic soldiers couldn't last a round in his hands and they all GG.

Seeing the corpses of the demon army and demon soldiers everywhere on the island, the villagers were so frightened that their faces turned blue.

When Nangong Wentian fell in the center of the village, the villagers who had gathered together looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm here to save you."

These people probably have never seen such a bloody scene in their entire lives, and it is normal to feel afraid of him.

But these people still look at each other, and they are still a little hesitant to believe him or not.

Nangong Wentian was speechless, it seems that it is not easy to be a hero.

Just behind Bei Mingxue and Ghast followed, when these villagers saw Dongfang Tiexin's appearance.

To his surprise, these people knelt down one after another, and many of them even cried.

"Miss Tie Xin, you are finally back."

"I said a long time ago that Miss Tie Xin will definitely come back to save us. You still don't believe me."

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The evil spirit was stunned for a moment, and when he saw so many people worshiping him, he suddenly felt a little proud.

Going forward, "Ahem... from now on, you will be my slaves."

As a result, as soon as these words came out, Nangong Wentian glanced over with unfriendly eyes, and asked her to change her words: "Uh... yes, it was Miss Ben who came to save you. As citizens of Dongfang Haige, of course I have to Save yourself."

At this time, among the hundreds of villagers, an old man with an old face, skin like dead bark, and a height of only 1.5 meters walked up slowly with a stick of wood.

"I've met Miss Tie Xin." He bent down to salute Dongfang Tie Xin with some difficulty, and then said: "These magical soldiers have enslaved us for a long time, and if it takes a while, everyone will not be able to hold on."

The ghost's pretty face was slightly wrinkled, and he flipped through the memories of Dongfang Tiexin in his mind, only to realize that the old man with withered bark in front of him was the manager of Liuli Island, named "Hammer".

But apparently the evil spirit didn't take these matters to heart, and instead complained, "Okay, don't talk about those useless things, this lady is about to starve to death."

Hunba was stunned for a moment, but he immediately ordered people to prepare the dinner.

At this time, Bei Mingxue pulled Wentian aside, put her red lips close to his ear, and whispered: "Is it really okay to let her do this?"

After all, she is the embodiment of evil thoughts, what if something happens to her? !

Nangong Wentian smiled calmly. Although the evil spirit in front of him had some unpredictable thoughts and schemes, it was not as heinous as he imagined.

This may also be the reason why the real Dongfang Iron Heart is weak in evil.

It's night, it's almost morning.

But under the huge bonfire, the whole island is full of laughter.

Because these villagers no longer have to be bullied by the magic soldiers, they began to dance in front of the bonfire without any sleepiness.

After dinner, Nangong Wentian lay aside and looked at these people, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Obviously he was the one who killed those demon soldiers and the demon army, but now it is that ghost who is being praised by the villagers, and he is said to be his subordinate.

"What do you think?"

An extremely gentle voice sounded beside his ears, and he knew it was Bei Mingxue without looking back.

She had just washed her hair, and her long wet lavender hair fell down her shoulders, which looked even more special under the firelight.

Nangong Wentian came back to his senses, raised Erlang's legs, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, "I'm thinking of you, believe it or not?"

When he said this, Bei Mingxue's face blushed suddenly, and she hurriedly changed the subject to look at the square where the bonfire was.

The square is located in the center of the island, with the village next to it.

"Hey, do you think that stone statue looks a bit like an iron heart?!"

Bei Mingxue blinked her eyes, and pointed to a towering stone statue in the middle of the square, which was seven or eight meters high.

It looks like a girl, with flowing long hair, sword eyebrows and purple eyes, and a handsome face.

Like Iron Heart, there is also that diamond-shaped mark on his forehead.

"It does look a bit like it. Could it be that these villagers made it on purpose?" Nangong Wentian raised his eyebrows, but it's not the case, because the stone statue looks old and decayed, at least for more than a hundred years.

When the two were lost in thought, Dongfang Tiexin came out of the crowd of villagers with a playful expression on his face. It felt really good to be supported by a group of people.

"That's the ancestor of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Weixue!"

Seeing that the two were puzzled, Tie Xin said proudly.

Dongfang Weixue? !
Nangong Wentian chewed these words, looked up at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then why do you feel so similar to you?"

Bei Mingxue also observed carefully, and it was indeed very similar, especially the outline and the strand of hair on the forehead.

Dongfang Tiexin was dumbfounded, "How would I know?"

Bei Mingxue grabbed Wentian's sleeve, and said softly, "I've also seen this name in a book. It's the founder of the Dongfang family. It is said that 800 years ago there was a sea monster dominating one side of the sea.
The people in the surrounding area were living in dire straits. Later, a young woman came here, and with the power of the magical beast Fenghuang, she repelled the siren clan by herself. Her name was Dongfang Weixue. "

It was only then that Nangong Wentian remembered that the guardian beast of the Dongfanghai Pavilion, the Phoenix Emperor, was inherited from his ancestors, but the ancestors and descendants from 800 years ago looked too similar, right?

And when it comes to sea monsters, isn't it the mermaid who saved her before?She called herself a siren.

The complicated relationship among them made him a little unpredictable.

"Is there anything else mentioned in the book?" Wentian asked again.

Bei Mingxue shook her head, "No more, there are not many records, I think Tie Xin should be clearer."

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(End of this chapter)