Assassin’s Chronicle

"Shawn, what do you see?" Under the stars, a white-haired old man stood there quietly, not seeing how old he was, only seeing that one was wrinkled. The face, the texture is very deep and deep, just like a knife, the eyelids are drooping like a burden, and the eyes are squeezed into a seam. At first glance, the old man looked very weak, but his voice was as heavy as a bell, giving people a kind of pressure.

"It's weird, a fire magician, a swordsman... and an undead magician. When did Sol hook up with the undead magician?" The man named Sean stood up: "But it was The lava-baked ground is still warm, they should not go for a long time, teacher, we can catch up."

"Okay, then..." The old man's look condensed and turned to look sideways. At the same time, Sean turned.

A hundred meters away from the side, a sudden flash of swordsman cut the dark night and shot straight toward the old man.

The old man did not move, and saw the sword and the body, as if fluttering the flies, waved his hand, and the swordsmanship that was shot made countless light spots and dissipated.

Ernest slowly came out of the dark night. Although he had confidence in his own strength, he could not cross the distance of 100 meters in any case, hurting a big swordsman, he was only warning the other party. Only.

"Teacher, he is Ernest," Sean said slowly.

Philip snorted and pulled out the long sword at the waist. He said that he couldn’t use his bones, but his sword seemed to be much wider than the average long sword. Thick, God knows that there are multiple swords! For an old man, it’s okay to use such a sword to play and exercise. But it’s a bit bizarre to fight. It’s obvious that Philip is quite confident about his physical strength.

The rich white vindictiveness ignited on Phillips. His body flew out like a cannonball and rushed straight toward Ernest. Sean also pulled out the sword and held it tightly on Phillip's side.

If it was changed to yesterday, Philip met Ernest, but it is very likely to invite Ernest to go to his home to be a guest, and then find a chance to learn from it. After only one day, the status and attitude of both sides have already taken place. Change, Philip did not even say a word, it was the first to provoke the war.

Ernest turned around without any grace and quickly slid to the rear. He only felt that his cheeks were hot. If he was a few years earlier, he would never evade the battle, no matter who the opponent is, fighting. Whether the premise is fair or not, he will not evade. After contact with Anfei these days, Ernest’s personality has undergone certain changes. In particular, Anfei often tells him stories from the old people in the village. Ernest found that the courage is not the only one. The way to the goal, the return can also receive the same effect, even in certain time, events, the roundabout is better than the straight forward!

There is no shortage of esoteric Ernest, otherwise he can't be a big swordsman, but he concentrates most of his energy on cultivation, so the handling of common things is slightly more real.

Philip stopped and looked at Ornst's back with a sneer: "He is Ernest?"

"It can't be wrong," Sean said slowly.

"It’s a shame to face such a timid sword." Philip took the sword into the sheath: "Let's go, don't bother him!"

Sean looked at Ernest's back thoughtfully, and he felt a bit strange. He heard about Ernest's things. It is reasonable to say that this guy should not be a coward!

The two of them just turned, and Ernest had already rebelled against them, and a swordman shot again.

Although Philip's character is violent, how can he live for seven or eighty years, and immediately reacted to Ernest, who wanted to entangle them and said: "Shawn, things here don't need you to control, you go now!"

"teacher……"

"Go!" Philip vacated and chased Ernest.

Sean secretly complained in his heart. Ernest’s reputation is not good, but his strength is recognized as strong. At least seven great swordsmen have received Ernest’s challenge book and have lost in succession. In the hands of Ernest, how can he be assured that his teacher will deal with Ernest alone!

At the same time, Brufide in the Holy City slowly put down the quill. He originally came to the Holy City for a secret plan. So far, he has been very successful, but just a few days ago, he took it. When he arrived at the headquarters, he was told to pay attention to a person named An Fei. The news at the headquarters said that the first temptation against Anfei had failed. All the personnel sent out were killed and ordered that he would find a way to contact Anfei.

The tycoon has more work, and Bruffeld has not complained about the headquarters. On the contrary, he is delighted by the trust and trust of the headquarters. He has been thinking for a long time and has put together two things together. The result is very good, not only successful. In the interior of the Ma'ao Empire, the germination of guilt was created, and the real strength of Anfei was also tested!

Bruffield interrupted in the letter, Anfei did not have any vindictiveness, but he would use a very strange and very sinister swordsmanship. Blufffield suggested that the headquarters send a few more powerful people to come and capture Athen at any cost. Then, make Anfei into a scorpion, and use the soul magic to dig out the swordsmanship used by Affy.

Bruffield reiterated in his letter that if the swordsmanship of Anfei can be spread in the organization, the strength of the organization will make a qualitative leap, especially the vampires in the organization, the vampires who are very flexible and powerful. With ALFY's swordsmanship, the attack power will change dramatically.

However, Anfei is not the most important, and Brufide also knows that Sol has a collection of dragon magic crystals, which is a supreme treasure for the undead magician! After helping Niya and others to escape, he went to Sol's house to search it again. He found nothing. Although the secret room was found, the magical array inside could not be solved. From the analysis of the situation in the bedroom, Bruffield thought that Nepali Ya and others have already carried away the collection of Sol, and there should be not much in the secret room.

Bruffield asked the organization to send people to join their own subordinates, and quickly intercept Niya and others! Although starting from the situation in the Pan-continent, Niya must live, but the other students of Sol are indifferent, can make a compromise, after the Niya live, then find all the collections of Sol, and then find An opportunity to deliberately let Niya escape, the result is the same.

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"What are you thinking about?" Anfei suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"I didn't think about anything." Chris squinted and sneaked away the tears in his eyes.

"Is it bright?" Anfei did not see it.

"Well, the sun will come out after a while."

Hearing... Niya turned over in her sleep, her left foot fell on Anfei’s leg, and then she slammed something and went to sleep.

When she started to let Niya sleep, she said that she didn't sleep at all. Later she was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the wall of the carriage, then turned into a squat, and finally lie on the ground, stretching her limbs. I entered deep sleep, and the person who sleeps has no heart defense. Of course, I want to sleep when I want to sleep. Although there are still some places in the compartment for a person to lie down, it is too much to lie with Niya, and Chris and Reskar have to endure the sleepy. As for An Fei, he can be used for a few days and nights without sleep. The fake is to better maintain physical strength and energy in order to cope with unexpected situations.

"Chris, I want to ask you one thing."

"What? You say it."

"You are a first-class magister, and Riskar and Zubin are not bad. How can they be so easily shackled?"

"This...we are too stupid." Chris blushes a little: "Zeida said that someone reported that one of us was a spy of the Eric empire and would take us to the palace to investigate."

"Then let him bring the banned bracelet to you?"

"They are all guards. We don't want to ask the teacher for trouble." Chris smiled bitterly.

"Oh... just asleep, I was woken up by you!" Rescar opened his eyes.

"You haven't slept yet?"

"Where can I sleep? Do you think anyone can be like you?" Reika sighed: "Anfei, I am more and more admire you, in this case you can still be like nothing. ""

“There is a lot of food to fight, and to sleep well is to make an accurate judgment. You will do it in the future.”

"Then judge you, when can we see the teacher?" Reskar asked, although they were rescued by Anfei, but with Anfei, he did not have much security, who let them What about the old madman Philip? The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. Only by finding a teacher can the teacher protect them.

"Don't worry, our group of people rushing to find a teacher, is looking for death! It is better to find a hidden place to settle down, and then let a person contact the teacher, so that it is safe." Anfei smiled.

"Okay, let's listen to you." Resca nodded and took out the water bladder. Just opened the cork, the carriage suddenly bumped, and the swelled head of the swell did not hold the water bladder, the water bladder. One of the cockroaches fell on the ground, and the clear water immediately emerged from the inside.

The water had little effect on others, and Niya was stunned. She opened her eyes sharply and saw several people looking down on her, while she was lying on the ground and could not help but scream.

"Miss, are you awake?" Rescar smiled and smiled. He had hidden the water bladder behind him, for fear of letting Niya find clues.

"Yeah." Niya moved her eyes: "Where are we?"

"Zhubin, Miss asked where are you?" Resca became a megaphone.

"I will be on the road soon."

"You come in for a break, I will be a driver." Resca did not wait for Zubin to answer, and actually went out.