Assassin’s Chronicle

"No wonder you always listen to Sol, you are the most promising person in the Pan-Continental to become a Juggernaut, I am not as good as you." Mioric said as he gasped. His general helmet had no idea where to fly, and the pale yellow magic leather was also ruined. The tough leather boots couldn’t stand the long jump and confrontation, and the left boots opened their mouths, revealing their toes. The boots on the right are also broken, and when there is blood, it is hidden. The most ridiculous thing is that Mioric’s side waist was swept away by the vindictiveness, the leather armor ruptured, revealing the red underpants, but the gun in his hand was still shining, obviously, he still has the strength to continue fighting. Go on.

"If we play in the early days, we may not be able to win the game." Ernest smiled, his appearance is stronger than Mioric, quite like a fortunate person who beat the beaten up. And Mioric is now like a soldier who has escaped from the orc cave and looks very miserable.

"Do you mean that these days have broken through?"

"Yes."

"I knew you were challenged when you first arrived," Mioric said annoyedly.

"I don't think you are also a bully and hard-hearted person!" Ernest's mood was very happy. When he was discussing with Anfei in the past, An Fei's rules were too much. This is not allowed, it is not allowed to move, although it can be obtained from Anfei. Some enlightenment, but where is it so enjoyable today? There is no fancy collision between vindictiveness and vindictiveness. This feeling has been long gone.

"Although I lost my heart, but I don't want to be a winner." Mioric shrugged and smiled. His smile was not as sincere and enthusiastic as it used to be. Instead, it was a kind of faintness, but it was only Ou Nei. Ster was not aware of it from beginning to end.

At this moment, there were two people dressed up in the distance who rushed to the scene, and when they ran to see the scene in the field, they could not help but be shocked. Within a few hundred meters of the square, all the trees were All kinds of strange postures fell on the ground, and the grass that was originally neatly covered with gullies was full of fallen leaves and black soil that was 'ploughed'. It was like having a dragon playing here. Like crazy, and Mioric’s look became awkward, they didn’t recognize it for a moment and they were their generals.

"What?" Mioric turned over.

One of them jumped off the horse and ran to the side of Mioric. He whispered a whisper. Mioric frowned and his face suddenly became very ugly: "I know, let's go first."

"Follow the order, the general." The two officers jumped on the horse again, and the hooves gradually went away.

"Do you have any business? Then I will not bother." Ernest took the sword into the sheath: "When are you still free?" Today, Mioric suddenly asked him to go outside the city to discuss it. He didn't think much. He readily agreed to the challenge of Mioric. It turned out that he did not come to nothing. The battle was very happy. Ernest looked forward to the next battle.

"Should... not next time." Mioric sighed.

"Well? What are you talking about?" Ernest didn't understand.

"Ernest, where are you going? Going to Sol's house?" Mioric did not answer.

"Where can I go?" Ernest asked strangely.

"I suggest you not to go back."

"why?"

"Niya is no longer there." Mioric smiled. "Frankly, I have another purpose for you to find out this time."

Ernest is not stupid, just because of the feeling of sorrow, he did not think about it elsewhere. At this moment, he heard that Mioric said that he had another purpose, and suggested that he not go back, his face became dignified: "Go on !"

"Some things I can't tell you, I'm sorry, but now Niya is safe, she has fled the holy city."

Ernest heard that Mioric said the word 'escape' and suddenly felt a cold heart. He could not believe that this would happen and could not be understood.

“Amphet is your student?” asked Mioric.

Ernest shook his head.

"He is very good, he killed a magician, killed two high-ranking swordsmen, and killed... Zeda, huh, I forgot, of course you don't know who Zeda is."

Ernest continued to remain silent, but his eyes were getting colder and colder.

"Then you should always know the old Philip? Poor... maybe because old Philip had killed too many killers before, I don't know how many dead souls cursed him in hell, and the only son died in his twenties. Finally, the only grandson raised up, and now... was killed by Anfei, this is also a curse to be fulfilled..." Mioric took the gloating taste.

"Old Philip? Is it him??" Hearing the words "Philip", Ernest could no longer remain calm.

"Who can he besides him?" Miorridge paused: "This is why I advise you not to return to the Holy City. Although Zeda is just a despicable dude, he is the lifeblood of Philip. I got the news, Philip should also get it, unless you are sure to deal with the four big swordsmen, otherwise you will die when you go back! You should have heard that Philip is a very violent person, the rumor is unreliable, I tell you His character is more violent than the rumors!"

Ernest took a deep breath. Of course he knew Philip. The Mao Empire has two pillars. One is the magician of Sol, the other is the Philippe swordsman, but Philip and Junlan. There were some unpleasant things happening in Germany. Then he announced that he would stay in seclusion and refused to visit all the guests. Even so, his prestige is still there. No one dares to provoke him. What is even more terrible is that there are many Philip’s disciples, including three. There are more than twenty swordsmen at the swordsmith level. This strength is not something that Ernest can fight against!

Philippe Bisor is over ten years old, and his students are even older than Sol's students. Ten years is enough for them to have a qualitative leap!

Sol's most proud four students are just high-level magisters. Now they are working in two mercenary groups. This is a procedure. Hopefully, the magician will not take up the job in the court. The swordsman and knight need Use battle to improve yourself, the Master is the same, if Sol recruits his students, Philip also recruits his students, the two fights... Ernest can't imagine what kind of ending will evolve, but He is sure that the result is disastrous!

“Who is all this idea?”

"Who can I still have?" Mioric said with a wry smile.

"If you don't let me out, these can be avoided!" Ernest said sarcastically: "There is such a stupid master, don't know if I should congratulate you, or mourn for you! If Sol and If Philip breaks completely, the Ma’s empire will fall apart!”

"I am just obeying the order, and I don't know beforehand that my Highness will find Zeda, but... it's useless to say it now," Mioric said faintly.

"Miolic, you stepped on my respect for you, I will come to you!" Ernest's look also became indifferent.

"Maybe there will be a day... Now you have to find Niya before Philip, I think you have little interest in me for the time being." Mioric smiled: "I finally told you a message, Niya They left the gate at the west."

Ernest looked at Mioric coldly, and then he didn't talk, and he used his anger, and shot straight toward the west like a sharp arrow.

At the same time, An Fei's face became a bit ugly, and it was not easy to make Anfei, who was extremely tough and extremely good at disguising himself.

Chris, a few people are watching An Fei. Just now, Chris told me about the origins of Zeda. The explanations are very detailed. Even the strength of the Phillips family is also said. He doesn’t want to scare. An Fei, but wants to let Anfei know what they are going to face.

"Do you know why Miss suddenly changed?" Resca whispered: "Because she is afraid."

"Afraid of Philip?" asked Anfei.

Resca nodded heavily.

"I don't think you have any objections. I am willing to follow me. Are you afraid of Philip?!"

Chris, a few people looked at each other and immediately lowered their heads.

"I will say, my appeal and influence should not be so big!" Anfei smiled bitterly.

"What should we do?" Reskar said.

"Escape, how far can you escape, how far you can escape." An Fei flashed a sorrow in his eyes. He did not wait for Ernest to run directly because he knew that Ernest had the capital of self-protection. It seems that the situation is not so optimistic, Ernest... you must never go back!

"Tlock's fool, thought that if you don't escape with you, you can live? Hehe... I think he may have been torn into pieces by Philip!" Zubin said with a sneer.

When Anfei recalled it, when he killed other people, everyone’s expression was only shocked. When he kicked the sword and shot Zeda, everyone’s face became neat and white, if possible... Flying down is very much like to summon a skilled doctor from the earth, and immediately find ways to save the sperm of Zeda, and then find some women to cultivate fertilized eggs... Seeing a few more grandchildren, maybe there is hatefulness Possibility, now, can only resist!

"You must complain to me in your heart?" An Fei said faintly.

"You shot too fast, I can't stop you at all." Chris smiled bitterly: "And at that time Zeda has been taken by you... even if he is still alive, Philip will not let us go."

"I really complained about you in my heart, huh, huh... but I still remember the teacher's words, we are all family! The more we are at a critical juncture, the more we must unite, so that we can overcome the difficulties." Reska said: "And Marley Sri Lanka is directed at you, no one is qualified to ask others to give up the power of resistance, and Anfei, you are right!"