Daomen Invasion

After the magic tent was set up, Xiahe greeted Medelly in.

Medi Li entered the tent, put her long sword across her knees, and sat at the door. Xiahe did not lay the alchemy slate, and directly took two corpses for inspection.

Medi Li looked at the lord's expression and looked at him frowning, and was a little worried.

"Medi Li, you are my knight, in the future will be the big cavalier, you can ask any questions." Xia He stretched his eyebrows, let Medi Li come to him.

Medi Li got up, raised his sword, and came to the body.

"Sir, we lost a lot this time, and we didn't take it down from Boulder City. Why come again?" Searching in the rainforest will inevitably result in losses. Is this necessary for a lord?

"Medi Li, why are you following me?"

"Cultivate the second sword heart." Medieri straightened her waist and answered aloud. It was only when she lifted her feet that she reached Xiahe's shoulder height.

"I do these things, but I also practice."

"Like meditation?" Medieri answered Xiahe strangely.

"It's the practice of the lord, it's like meditation ... that's right." Xiahe said, with a golden light emerging from his fingertips, cutting the chest of a corpse to reveal the heart inside.

Xiahe's fingertips flexibly dexterously, and in a blink of an eye, he cut off the heart and grabbed it in his hand.

The purple heart is much larger than that of normal human beings, and there are some wandering magic patterns on it.

"This warrior has the ability to explode power. When used, the magician hits the heart with life-like magic and dies quickly." Xia He said while taking Zhang Ghost Rune from the rune box on his belt , Tossed on the ground, turned into a ghost, fell down in front of him.

Medi Li was startled. The little devil was naked, with a sharp bulge on the forehead, and there were red hair in the back of his head. His face was terrible, and he was three feet tall.

"Go find that magician." Xiahe threw his heart to the little ghost in front of him, who held a cold and big heart, opened his mouth, formed a terrible angle, and swallowed it in one bite. Medirley saw the ghost's neck like a snake eating a prey, bulged a section, and slowly slid down.

The devils ate the heart of the magic pattern, and fell on the ground, using their limbs together, rushed out of the magic tent and disappeared in the rainstorm.

"What about that?" Medirley masked a little fear in her heart and asked, pointing at another body.

Xiahe turned over the second body, and Medieri saw a purple hole in the back of the body.

"The one hit by the ice cone didn't hit the heart, and probably lived more than ten seconds."

Medi Li is silent and has a heart.

Xiahe packed up the body and found no other clues, so he put a real fire, burned the body clean, and left two hands of ashes. Then he put the ashes in two wooden boxes and put them in the Dragon and Tiger Dao.

"Adult, is this useful?"

"The soldiers who died in the Xia clan's battle are buried in the territory. When the magic disaster over Boulder City is over, we are still busy.

"If I die in battle, would it be the same?" Medirelli never thought about what she would die, and suddenly had such a thought in her heart today.

"How could you? You are my knight of the envelope, and I will protect your soul."

"But ... but ..."

"You are going to be an advanced legend, you are leaving, aren't you?"

Medi Li nodded, she would not lie to Lord Lord.

"Medi Li, advanced legend, is just the beginning, I will tell you how big this world is."

Medi Li's sword heart floated again, she was shocked by Xiahe's plain tone. Advanced Legend is just the beginning? Then the demigod is not the end, is the lord to be a god?

How big is this world? There is no end.

"Lord ..." There were soldiers calling outside the door.

"Come in." Xiahe let go of the protection at the entrance of the magic tent, and a soldier stooped down to salute Xiahe.

"Sir, the camp is built, but the rain is too heavy, we can't arrange the sentry."

"To alert the silver demon today, go and tell him, it means what I mean."

"Yes." The soldiers withdrew from the magic tent, and Medelly stopped talking.

Xiahe simply taught in the end, he said to Medil Li: "Do you think that Silver Demon is a disciple of Sword King, a master of magic, should I give him some respect?"

Medi Li nodded, she still has a worry in her heart, if the lord is too harsh on the silver demon, the silver demon heart resentment, it will be bad.

"Medi Li, you have to remember a word, it ’s different from me. No matter how good I am with the Silver Devils, he is not my person. And it should not be me who respects him, but he thinks about how to respect me. If he If you do n’t do well, you do n’t have to dangle in front of my eyes. ”

"what does that mean?"

"Get out of here." Xiahe was helplessly authentic, and Medirley's swordsmanship was amazing.

The more tossing the silver demon, the more honest the silver demon.

In the camp, the silver demon heard the soldier's reply, and his anger also swelled. You are a master of magic, you want to guard a group of soldiers at night?

But Xiahe's original words calmed him down again.

You go and tell him, it's what I mean.

Silver Demon gritted his teeth, came alone to the corner of the camp, and drilled into the thick wooden guardhouse. This position was the highest in the entire camp. Rainwater poured in from the window, and leaked through the gaps under his feet. There was almost no cover.

Magicians can use only mental force to warn them without eyes, which is very hard.

But there is no way to take advantage of yourself, the secret is also revealed, this matter will come out, the queen will pick up her skin and sew on the blood sail. Then imprison your soul inside, let the sun shine, the sea breeze blowing, forever ...

Once something is done, there is no way to look back.

Xiahe took out the alchemy stone slab, spread a piece of Warcraft skin on it, and began to draw the magic pattern. Medirelli watched Xia He's busy, and his mood returned to calm again.

When Lord Lord did something, her temperament changed, giving her peace of mind.

It was raining heavily outside, but in the magic tent, there was no sound at all. Medirelli adjusted her breath, sensing the change in Jian Xin.

After Xiahe drew the magic pattern, he made another two-layer drawing with the drawing method on it.

Didn't know which one was wrong, he suddenly made a crisp sound in his pen, the Warcraft skin burned a piece directly, all previous efforts were in vain.

Xiahe thought for a while, left the waste aside, and took out the second piece of Warcraft leather. As a result, this time, the magic patterns of the first layer were not drawn well, and magic burning occurred.

Without thinking this time, Xiahe directly took a fossilized dragon scale and began to make what he wanted.

Medi Li looked at it in a boring way, and after watching it for more than an hour, Xiahe received the magic pen, and released a blue flame in his palm, enclosing a large scale of dragon scales inside. The dragon scale slowly shrank in the blue flame, and finally turned into a piece with only a large nail. Xiahe sealed it with crystal, then took a leather rope and put it on, releasing a lucky identification technique against the seal crystal.

After seeing the attributes of the seal dragon scale, Xiahe smiled and handed it to Medirelli.

Medi Li took it and hung it silently around her neck.

"It's a protective magic, aimed at the soul, the two magicians we want to hunt, at least one of them has soul magic and life magic, it is difficult to guard against."

Medi Li nodded, the body was dug out of the heart, was killed by the magic of life.

"This thing can have a defense once a day, the magic recovery speed is relatively slow, but it can be used for a long time. When I return to the level of 20, I will help you re-finish it again."

Medi Li wanted to thank, but I do not know how to word, blood mage is his lord, he is his knight.

"You take a rest, my next thing is relatively simple, you don't need you to guard." Xiahe stretched out, Medil retired silently, retreated to the door of the tent, and lay in his clothes.

Xiahe finds it interesting. On the surface, Medierli and Ovilla are somewhat similar.

But Ovilla knows everything ~ www.readwn.com ~ is too lazy to entertain. Medierly really didn't understand that all her previous hearts were pinned on her sword.

Is pure and simple.

Freya is not around. Hunting the magician is not easy. Xiahe began to think about what to do tomorrow. In the magical tent, it became very quiet, and Medelly's breath was slack, her body curled up, holding her long sword.

At midnight, Medirelli woke up hungry, and she smelled the fragrance.

Opened her eyes, and there was darkness in front of her. She slowly turned over and saw the top of the magic tent, the lights gathered together and shone on a table. Lord Lord is setting the tableware, the rich fragrance comes from the soup pot.

"Come and eat."

"Yes." Medieri immediately stood up, grabbed her sword, and came to the table.

"The little ghost has news, after dinner, we will start."

Medi Li promised, lowered her head and started to eat, Xiahe made meatloaf, thick soup, and grilled the meat with magic, a plate of salad, and served with juice.

There was a magic clock on the table, Xiahe looked at this thing, but he didn't eat.

"Adult?" Medirel stopped.

"I'm not hungry."

"Well." Medirley had eaten faster, and the little monster sent by the adult had already found the trail of the enemy. The efficiency is really high!

Magical means are awesome.

"The rain is too big, besides you and me, and the silver demon, bring two more master-level warriors. And ... those two magicians are dead, then you don't have to work hard, just study hard."

Speaking of Xiahe, he suddenly remembered that when he first entered the Broken Abyss, the master said that.

It is a pity that Medirelli is a swordsman.