wear it lord god

Chapter 514 The Magic Heir 8
The next step is to go back to the manor and have a good talk with brother slag. If you can cooperate obediently, then forget it, otherwise you have to kill him.

As a girl who has never killed anyone by herself, she really can't bear it, so she will be faster and feel better when the time comes.

Mo Ming: "Ouch~, you are getting more and more expressive, and you are becoming more and more disgusting."

Xining: "Are you a human being?"

... Mo Ming: "It's getting more and more annoying!"

Ignore it, hate it if you hate it, anyway, this dark system is useless, especially at critical moments, it is even more useless!
"Woo~" The coachman stopped the carriage suddenly.

Xining asked, "What's wrong?"

The coachman replied that someone in front blocked the road and there was no way to continue.

So she looked out of the car window and was stunned!

A man wearing a black robe, a red cloak, shoulder-length curly black hair, and an unshaven face was in front of the road.Who else could this person be? It was Brother Scumbag's subordinate, Ron Klum.

Ron tilted his head, black curly hair covered most of his face, and said in an extremely gloomy and dull voice, "You bastard, how dare you hit me and even hurt me. Get out of the car immediately, never today!" Forgive you!" After speaking, he squinted suddenly, his sharp eyes slashing across like a blade.With the short and hard beard residue, it is very imposing!
However, the wooden brackets on his feet and the crutches he was leaning on affected the overall effect... Xi Ning burst out laughing immediately.

Always hurry, and this is the only way.After finally holding back her laughter, Xining poked her head out and waved her hand: "Get out of the way!"

Ron sneered: "You told me to get out of the way, and I got out of the way? Dreaming! You must settle the account yesterday."

Although I don't know what the relationship between this magician with a broken leg and a cane is obviously related to the owner of the car, but the coachman doesn't want to rush into this troubled water: "Master Magician, you still find a way to get him out of the way, Or just get out of the car."

Xining pushed open the car door, and frowned slightly as soon as his feet touched the ground.It still hurts a little!

The pain made her angry immediately, and she walked towards Ron while chanting the spell.

When he was approaching Ron, Ron picked up his crutches and looked at her vigilantly: "You still fight, please accompany... Oh, you really fight, don't slap your face!"

Her feet hurt so much, and the spell was finished, Xi Ning couldn't bear it anymore, so she raised her fist and punched him.

Ron was beaten to the ground again, Xining grabbed his foot and threw it out.

"Ah~" Ron screamed with a long voice, and flew out mellowly, flying very high, flying very high~
It's resolved...Xining clapped his hands and went back to the carriage.

It was probably the first time that the coachman saw such a violent female magician, sitting in the driver's seat stunned, his slightly dull eyes followed Xining's figure all the time, without blinking his eyelids.

After getting into the car, Xi Ning shouted impatiently: "The roadblock has been cleared, why are you still standing there, keep going!"

Only then did the coachman regain his senses, flicked the whip, and the whip made a crisp sound, and the horse started to walk without having to whip it on the horse.

Mo Ming: "It's pretty fun to beat someone up this time. It would be even better if I could kill someone."

Xining rolled his eyes, then closed them immediately, leaned against the car wall, then took off his shoes, lifted them on the opposite stool, closed his eyes and meditated.

When Xining fell into a drowsy sleep, the carriage stopped again.

The coachman shouted outside: "My lord magician, that magician is here again!"

I heard Ron's voice from outside: "You bastard, you not only hurt me, but also threw me out. Get out of the car immediately, and I will never spare you today!"

Xining put on his shoes and got out of the car, and burst out laughing when he saw it.This time Ron was not only bound with a wooden board for fixing one foot, but also tied with a wooden board for one arm, and it seemed that his hand was also broken.

He recited the Dali mantra, walked over, and threw the person out again.They clapped their hands, returned to the carriage, and continued on their way.

I'm too lazy to fight, just throw it away.

When the carriage stopped again and the coachman yelled for her to deal with it, Xi Ning was extremely impatient.

Is it over yet?He got out of the carriage angrily, and laughed out loud when he saw it.

Not only were Ron's hands and feet bound with wooden boards, but the place where he fell was not good, and his whole body was wrapped in layers of gauze, just like a mummy.That leaves the eyes, nose and mouth.

Even though the clothes on his body were replaced with layers of gauze, the magician's cloak was still on.The bright red with white gauze is really conspicuous.

Ron tried to look as handsome as possible in his red cape.But now, no matter how he straightened his chest and retracted his abdomen, his appearance was very funny in the eyes of outsiders.

He was very angry, and because of the bandage, his speech was a little slurred: "You bastard, not only threw me out, but also threw me into the thorn pile..."

Xining walked up to him and looked up and down.After sighing slightly, he didn't even need to recite the spell. He stretched out a finger and poked it lightly, and Ron fell straight down like a wooden man.

Xining turned around and returned to the carriage: "Keep going."

The coachman hesitated: "But he is still in the middle of the road."

Xining said lightly: "Press it!"

coachman...

Since the employer has said so, and the magician cannot be offended, the coachman can only close his eyes and let the horse go forward.

"Hey, hey, I'm here..." Seeing the carriage getting closer, Ron yelled to see that it had no effect, so he could only support his hands and feet on the board and crawl to the side.Finding that climbing was not as fast as rolling, he finally turned over and rolled to the side of the road before the carriage overwhelmed him.

Ron's roar behind the carriage gradually moved away as the carriage moved forward: "How dare you suppress me, I'm also a magician anyway, why don't I give you any face..."

Sitting in the car, Xining felt like a coachman.God knows how there is such a stupid magician, is he bribing the magic union?
After arriving in the next town, Xining paid for the car he hired, and before entering the hotel, he saw Ron again.

But this time Ron didn't follow, the single crutches became double crutches, and the red magic cloak became abnormally red again. I don't know if I changed it or used magic to clean up the cloak that rolled on the ground.

He stood across the street leaning on his crutches, looking out from the window formed by the gauze on his face with mournful eyes.

The person next to him stood at least five steps away curiously and a little scared, looking at the man in the red cloak.Because he didn't wear a black robe, he was not sure if this person was a magician.

Ron turned his head sideways, glared with sharp eyes, and scolded fiercely: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a magician?"

The other party was taken aback. He had seen a magician before. There was one across the street, but he had never seen a magician who was so badly injured.

(End of this chapter)