Black Wizard Zhu Peng

In the laneway of the slums of Jinling City, a group of warriors walked around with a platinum-haired young man.

"Master Philip, it is too dangerous for you to go out at this time. Recently, in this city of the remnants of the earth, an assassin specifically targeted the spellcasters who have been with the'Wailing Bell Tower'. Even if you feel bored, you can call The servant sends your favorite child home... the environment here is too complicated." A bearded man with a triangular shield in his left hand and a saber at his waist stood beside the boy in white, frowning and scanning. All around, the dirty roads are full of people with rags and skinny bodies and only one breath. It is too dangerous here.

"I also want to lie in the room comfortably and enjoy those beautiful children, but your **** aesthetics is so bad that you can only trouble me to find food by myself. Hertu, my father sent you Coming to my side is for you to protect me, not for you to point fingers at me."

"Of course, my young master, Hetu will use his life to protect your safety."

As the team moved slowly towards their goal, a man wearing leather armor and carrying seven heavy metal javelins also walked on the roof diagonally above them. He occasionally pressed the glasses on the bridge of his nose to continuously analyze Compare the data of these guards. In the next moment, Zhu Peng leaned back and slammed backwards, disappearing from the gaze of the bearded guard who was constantly searching and scanning.

A group of people came to a gathering point for the poor. Here, a brown-haired man was distributing black bread under the protection of surrounding guards. For the Jinling survivors at this time, the black bread, which was as hard as a stone, was actually better than white bread. Better food, because it is especially hungry. Unlike white bread, it makes people hungry again after less than a day. After eating a whole piece of black bread, Chinese people with hungry tolerance genes can even support two or three. No longer eat other things. Throwing the white people and the yellow race to the same place where water and food is not available. In the end, 80% of the white people starve to death first, because the genes of the yellow race have recorded the factors of hunger and patience, although this is not What a talent to show off.

Under the force of Master Philip's guard, the children of the poor were quickly gathered.

A strong guard first picked a young girl with the most handsome appearance and caught him in front of his master. However, the platinum-haired teenager Fei Li and the bearded guard Captain Hetu stared with a look of sb.

Before his young master became angry, the loyal guard Captain Hetu had already thrown a big mouth on the fool's face: "Idiot, are you new here? Our honorable Master Philip doesn't like little girls, you guys. A group of disgusting, low-level, and nasty lo*ic*n, let me go."

Hetu kicked the guard away with a big foot, and went to the crowd himself again, and then picked out a handsome young boy who was only ten years old for his master.

……(*^__^*)……

The loyal servant’s eyes were indeed in line with the master’s wishes. Philip pinched his nose but forcibly endured approaching the dirty little boy. With a single move, a large swarm of warm water began to wash the little boy, washing away a lot of dirt. After cleaning, a blood-red fine silk robe was draped over the little boy.

The timid, tender and tender boy with wet eyelashes with half-length hair, wrapped in a red silk robe embroidered with flowers, revealed in Philip's eyes something that made him startled. Charm, it's just like being in love.

"Little cute, what's your name? Would you like to go with your brother? Not only can you eat and wear warmth with your brother, but you can also make many fun games with your brother."

"...I...My name is Song Zhezhe...I want my mother."

As he talked, the child burst into tears, and a woman among the poor was crying and rushing here, but Hetu squeezed in, grabbed the collar, slapped two big slaps, and stuffed a big bag again. Be honest after the gold coin. She took the child. Maybe the mother and son starved to death at some point. Now that the child is raised, she can live with a sum of money. Even if the mother and the child are separated, what can be said?

After Song Zhezhe, Fei Li picked a few more handsome young boys, then rubbed his hands and blushed and led the people away. Only this time, most of them can go back to the place Only Huangquan.

A heavy javelin wrapped in a cyclone of ice and fire was suddenly thrown from the dark corner of the laneway, and it carried a huge destructive force on the head of the handsome boy. This wave of waves was so sudden and swift that no one was present. None of them reacted. However, a layer of light blue talent defensive force field suddenly emerged and spread, blocking the heavy javelin like a steel wall, until the power injected on it completely dissipated, and the heavy javelin turned into a blue blast So far.

"There are assassins... protect the young master."

Hetu drew out his shield and sword to block his master's body, but the blow just now was just an appetizer, shooting a storm-like ice and fire javelin in the darkness, huge strength, ice and fire destruction, and constantly changing strange angles. .

Hetu could see a shadow flashing around like a gust of wind, but other guards did not have this ability. They only felt that they were surrounded by a large number of enemies, and the heavy javelins shot from all sides could even smash the iron. The shield then shot the defenders forcibly. In the fear of these guards, these guards were a little flustered, but they also exposed more flaws.

The stalemate between each other until an aquamarine gas bomb blasted over, spread and exploded among them, and the entire guard circle finally collapsed completely.

During this process, the official wizard Philip also hit some counter-attack spells in the direction where the javelin was shot, but no matter how fireballs, lightning, or storms were falling, there was no response.

"Master, life is more important than money, please drive back to the city first."

The bearded Hetu has amazing strength as a warrior. However, between the assassin and the protector, the protector was originally at a loss for the first hand advantage. What's more, he was in an ambush at this time. Zhu Peng's own abilities, equipment abilities, and wizards were summoned. Their abilities were activated together, causing a lot of damage in a short period of time, and the firepower suppressed him unable to move.

Among the crowd, the 21st-century Earth boys were trained to attack. They lay on the ground. They were not trampled on the ground because their bodies were small. They didn't inhale much gas because of their small lung capacity. Most of them crawled and escaped. Song Zhezhe even resisted his fear of taking out a money pouch from the arms of a dead guard, and then crawled out and ran away, killing the Chinese people for money since they were young, and his strong adventurous spirit was vividly expressed.

Philip tore a scroll before his defensive field collapsed. After the light blue whirlpool, the young wizard disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the master left, Hetu the bearded heaved a sigh of relief. He no longer cared about the dead and wounded subordinates. Instead, he ran and stepped on the wall and rushed to the roof. He looked around only to find some swaying iron. Chain, where is the figure of that assassin?

Zhu Peng carried seven metal javelins running and jumping on the roof of the house while constantly adjusting his breath. Even if he had just used the power of the back arrow quiver to kill a group of people by himself, the physical strength consumed during the throw would not decrease, even if he had swallowed a bottle before the battle. A potion to restore physical strength, but at this moment he still felt unstable breath and fiery pain in his lungs.

He threw a javelin with an iron chain at the end, and dragged the metal chain with both hands to another building like Tarzan. During this time, he specifically assassinated and wailed the bell tower based on the list he got from Zhu Yin. Related wizards and summoners, among them, the assassination success rate for the summoner is as high as 80 to 90%, even if the opponent is a formal level, but the assassination success rate for the formal wizard is only 20%. The followers around you and the talent defense The force field makes these formal wizards almost flawless. Although the natural defense force field of the first-order wizards is not indestructible, almost every one of them carries a teleportation scroll and tears it apart when encountering life danger. Teleport directly to any pre-marked location within five kilometers...This tm is a pitfall. Blocking the battle space is at least a third-order spell, while within the range of the witch net, short-distance transmission is a second-order spell, the first-order official wizard himself Can't cast ~www.readwn.com~ but can successfully cast spells with the help of Spell Scroll.

However, the reason why Zhu Peng chose this Philip was on the one hand because he had little accumulation in the wizarding profession at a young age and was relatively easy to deal with, and on the other hand, because Zhu Peng was about 50% sure and guessed him. He didn't put the sign of returning to the city on his own home, but on an underground bar where he was playing together: This is how he found himself dead.

Running frantically, when Zhu Peng ran to the bar informed by the intelligence, he happened to see a teenager who was simply dressed up and wrapped in a black robe walking out with a nervous expression.

"Philip!"

Zhu Peng yelled suddenly. The platinum-haired boy raised his head subconsciously, and then he saw the last scene in his life: a list of strong men holding a javelin upside down from the roof of the house, looking like a tiger , Pounced on the prey in his eyes.

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Running, fighting, killing, and continuously hurting the body, but soothing the depressed mood, took off the blood-stained equipment, sank the body into the bathtub, and the yellow-red color appeared on the surface of the water. The enemy’s blood also has my own.

Philip Choppange, cut the name off the form.

As a promising young wizard, it is not a sin for him to like beautiful and cute little boys. What's more, he doesn't hurt people's bodies, and he makes generous shots. For the survivors of the earth at this time, that The handsome platinum-haired boy is actually a "good guy".

However, I had to kill him because it was possible. Slowly sinking himself into the water, in the ruined and unmanned room, the strong male body washed away the blood.

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