The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 187

Haida turned her head suddenly, wanting to see which little bitch was so blind, and appeared in front of Wuming at this time.

Then she realized she couldn't see, if witches swarmed out like worms in the Ionian swamp, holding hands around the junction, she wouldn't see a single one.

It had been a long time since Haeda had felt this way—disturbed by the darkness.

She thought she had adapted to the darkness, but unfortunately, Wuming's humanoid sun was too dazzling, making it impossible for her to ignore possible threats.

"What witch? My king?" Haida was about to catch Wuming.

But Wuming has drifted into the distance like a wisp of green smoke.

In Haida's sight, Wuming walked in a straight line with a clear goal.

"What witch?" Haida quickly asked other villagers.

"I don't know." The villagers were also at a loss, "Our eyesight is not good either."

Haida searched for a long time, and finally found a villager whose epilepsy was not so severe, and asked Wuming's whereabouts.

There is a church behind Epilepsy Village, and there is a dead witch sitting in it.

According to rumors caught by the ears of the blind villagers, it was the witch of Vic the Dragonlance.

Haida was relieved when she heard that the witch was a dead person, but when she heard that it was Vic, even though she knew that the Faded One had already been sealed, she felt a sense of awe and awe in her heart.

Vic, quasi-king.

During the long pilgrimage of the faded people, there are always some faded people who have gone far enough. Like most faded people, they are not trapped in the borders of Ningmgfu and other borders. on the throne.

One of them is Vic, Knight of the Round Table.

And the quasi-king did not become a king after all, and it has an inseparable relationship with epilepsy.

Haida asked herself that Vic's epilepsy was not the main cause, but she didn't want Wuming to know about it.That would make Wuming have unnecessary extra thoughts.

"Remember, everything related to Vic must not be publicized." Haida told the villagers of Epilepsy Village, and then walked towards the nameless money.

Knowing that the witch was a corpse, Haida calmed down a lot.

"King, where is the witch?" Haida smiled, "If you have a new sister who can serve the king, your caravan will definitely be more prosperous."

That's right, it's time to show your magnanimity and generosity, and show the majesty and calmness of the head of the family.The smile on the corner of Haida's mouth was a little uncontrollable.

Knowing that Haida couldn't see it, Wuming described the scene in front of her.

Next to the statue of Malika in the church, a witch leaning on a stone pillar, wearing a flat cap of the Finger Witch and a turban, wearing a robe of the Finger Witch, sat quietly on a stool with her eyes closed, motionless.

Haida wiped the blindfold on her eyes, walked up to the witch, reached out and stroked the witch's cheek, with a touch of sadness:
"Poor witch, it seems that she didn't meet her faded one. It's a pity that she left too early, otherwise she would have met the king."

Wuming pointed to the front and reminded Haida, "She's awake."

In front of Haida, the witch's flat hat moved, as if waking up in the morning, her eyes were sleepy, and she let out a moan.

Haida's hand stroking the witch's cheek suddenly moved down, her hands slid to her neck, and she squeezed her hands together.

The witch with a soft voice immediately let out a rough cough.

It's a pity that Haida's efforts are doomed to be in vain, Wuming is watching behind her, and as soon as Haida exerts her strength, Wuming has already pulled her back.

The witch coughed a few times and looked at Heda blankly:

"you……"

"I thought you were dead, but seeing you suddenly woke up, she was frightened and had a stress reaction, so don't take it for granted." Wuming replied.

Wuming squatted in front of the witch's chair with a smile, and kissed the back of the witch's hand:
"Dear Finger Witch, what's your name? My name is Nameless, and I'm a fader—a fader who needs a witch."

"Nameless?" The Finger Witch pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I am also nameless."

"Isn't this a coincidence." Wuming shook hands with the witch, "Fate, are you willing to be my witch? A basic salary of [-] rune per month, [-]% share of rune, double salary at the end of the year, one month of annual leave, If you get married, I can help you officiate the wedding for free, and maternity leave is not a problem, how about this condition? If not, we can discuss it later. "

"Are you looking for a witch?" said the Finger Witch.

"Who else can do the job of transforming runes if it's not a witch?" Wuming said, "You are technical talents, so I respect talents."

"What about me?" Heda stood behind, pointing at herself.

"That's your witch?" The Finger Witch looked beyond Wuming and looked at Haida.

"It is." Wuming said.

"One witch is not enough for you?"

"You can't have too many witches." Wuming said, "This is like Rune, the more the better."

The Finger Witch covered her mouth and smiled:

"You're not like a fader, you're like a businessman."

"No one stipulates that faders can only be fighters." Wuming said, "What about you? Do you have your own faders?"

The Finger Witch's eyes were a little blurred, and she was in a trance for a moment:
"Had."

"Oh." Wuming immediately understood, "My condolences."

Nameless mourned for three seconds, looked up and continued:

"That means you're free?"

"I'm waiting for a fader with the potential of a king," said the Finger Witch. "You seem to have the potential of a merchant."

"Then I don't think this place is suitable for you." Wuming said, "Will faders who have the potential to become kings be blocked in front of the Dikdas elevator? If you go to the Yatan Plateau, it will be easier to meet powerful faders." By."

"But such faders already have witches, or they are so powerful that they don't need witches." Finger Witch said, "This place is very good, not far from the Asian altar, and the faders who are motivated will come."

The Finger Witch clasped her fingers together in a prayer-like gesture:
"I have a hunch that faders like that are coming."

Haida secretly clenched her fists: "Great, she doesn't like the king."

Don't like the king?

Heda was a little annoyed.What the Finger Witch said made her feel like her taste was being despised.

Haida, who already had murderous intentions towards the Finger Witch, became even more hostile, thinking about how to solve this trouble.

Hedda was disturbed to hear the gentle voice of the Finger Witch.

At first glance, she disguised herself as a soft and lovely woman who seemed to know faders very well.

In Haida's eyes, it was the king who never looked back, and the laughter of the king and the strange witch sounded in her ears. She bit her nails, her expression distorted.

How to do how to do……

Haida felt that she had to quickly find a faded person for the witch, and then send it to the Yatan, so as to cut off the king's thoughts as soon as possible.

Haeda waited like a witch for a faded one.

Wuming is still persuading the Finger Witch:

"It's very remote here, there won't be faders coming, why not go to my new camp, there will be many faders coming in the future."

The Finger Witch just bowed her head and said:

"It will come, and it will come soon."

She looked confident, like she was praying.

As if in response to the Finger Witch's whisper, there was a crackling sound in the air, like the sound of dry grass being ignited by fire.

A certain dangerous breath approached along with the sound of whimpering, bringing a dignified atmosphere that was breathtaking.

Everyone looked back, and even Haida vaguely saw a vague figure——

A faded man wearing only a cloak ran over with his bare buttocks, crying for his father and mother, his voice sounded very miserable.

The two holy grail bottles behind the buttocks can be vaguely seen from the cloak.

"Huh, Faded?" Nameless smiled and greeted the Faded who was running towards the church, "Why are you here? Where's Melina?"

Tufu is not like Wuming who can calmly exchange greetings, and when he heard Wuming say hello, he hurried to him.

"Senior! Help!" Tuo Fu was about to cry.

Behind Tufu, a blood-red figure chased Tufu, holding a melted spear, with the heroic aura of freely rushing back and forth among thousands of armies.

Wuming stared at the red figure, and found that the knight's armor on the man's body had many melted marks, which looked like finger marks, as if it had been grabbed and crushed by some flaming giant.

The left half of the fader's helmet has collapsed and melted, and the eyes of the other half of the intact helmet cast a faint yellow light.

The knight's armor also revealed this faint yellow light everywhere, very similar to the effect when Wuming's body was on fire.

That means there is a flame coming out of the body from the inside out.

"Strong man!" Wuming praised the knight, and let Tuofu run to the church, while he stood between them.

Wuming looked at the crimson figure, took off his sword and shield, with excitement in his eyes:
"Dude, do you like being the sun too?"

The knight with faint yellow flames all over his body ignored Wuming, roared unconsciously, and stabbed Wuming with his spear.

Wuming raised the shield to deflect it, and when he closed it, he was close to him, and the long sword was already in front of the knight.

The sharp blade reflected a flash of flame.

Wuming immediately drew his sword back.

Fierce flames erupted from the unmelted helmet. The flames were in a strange shape, viscous and distorted, just like the fireball at the entrance of the village.

Yellow flames spewed out from the knight's eyes and scattered in all areas in front of his sight.

A large area of ​​grass was burned, and the yellow fire turned black.

The pus-like flames chased the retreating Wuming, and soon engulfed him in a sea of ​​flames.

"Senior!" Tuofu had retreated to the church, blocked by Wuming, and finally had time to look back, seeing Wuming engulfed in flames, he shouted worriedly.

The two witches were very calm, just watching the battle quietly.

Haida couldn't see Wuming's situation clearly, she could only see Wuming fighting another person who could vaguely see a vague figure.But she believed that Wuming would not lose, the flame contained in the human form did not waver in the slightest.

The golden thunder pierced the sky, penetrated the fire curtain, and dug into the knight, knocking him to the ground.

The flames on the grass rolled up a whirlwind, and the wind became more and more violent, forming a tornado, and the wind and fire rolled into the sky together.A nameless figure looms in the center.

As the strong wind swept across, the flames no longer expanded outwards, but gathered inwards, and then the storm dissipated, and the wind and fire disappeared together.

When the wind and sand dissipated, an unknown figure was revealed. The armor on his body had already melted away, and the shield in his hand protected his upper body and long sword.

"The fire is strong enough." Wuming said, "It's so good that my sword didn't burn to pieces."

Wuming held the long sword: "However, my hands are longer than yours, and length is king. Have you felt the advantage of my Thunder Gun?"

The knight who was knocked over by the thunder stood up again, put the short spear in front of the melted half of the helmet, and gave a knight's salute.

"It's still able to stand up." Wuming was surprised, "It's very strong—then give me a few tricks."

The nameless long sword pierced the sky, and the golden thunder rolled in the clouds, and it was about to be smashed down by the thunder.

At this moment, the tip of the knight's spear flashed red, and it also had a thunderous shape.

But the red thunder flashed away, and the tip of the gun was engulfed by the surging flames, Wuming thought it was an illusion.

Wuming wasn't sure whether it was because of his own distraction or the influence of the red thunder. The golden thunder in the sky slowed down for a moment, and when it struck down, the knight had already rushed out, leaving the lightning behind.He jumped up with a gun, and with flames all over his body, he fell towards Wuming like a meteor falling.

The spear pierced the ground, and flames spewed out from the tip of the spear, smothering the surroundings with flames again.

This movement opened and closed, Wuming had plenty of time to retreat.

This time Wuming was not involved in the firepower, but withdrew from the flames, the sword in his hand was wrapped around the lightning, and the more dazzling lightning was ready to go.

The figure in the flames raised his head, and the dim light in his eyes pierced the surrounding fire curtain, as if he was going to confront the thunder with his eyes.

The thick and dazzling thunder shot out from the sword, piercing the fire curtain, piercing the figure in the fire, and tearing the figure to pieces.

Wuming retracted the long sword into its scabbard.

"My lord, have you won?" Haida was very happy to see Wuming put away her posture.

"No." Nameless looked at the gradually dissipating fire curtain.

The figure disappeared along with the flames, as if it had never existed.

"What a strange form of existence." Wuming touched his chin, "Doesn't it exist in this world like the round table hall..."

But compared to the mysterious disappearance of the knight, Wuming is more curious about the reason for his disappearance.

As an experienced veteran, Wuming is very sensitive to the enemy's movements.

In the last look, the knight didn't look at his sword, but was slightly misplaced.

Wuming turned his head to look at the church, and behind him, the Finger Witch stood at the door of the church, looking quietly to this side.

"Know?" Wuming walked towards the Finger Witch.

The Finger Witch shook her head.

"I want to get to know you." Wuming understood.

"It's just because he is very strong." The Finger Witch turned around and turned her back to Wuming, "He has the potential to become a king."

"The potential of becoming a king does not depend on whether you are strong or not." Wuming said, "The most important thing is to have potential."

"What does it mean to have potential?" asked the Finger Witch.

Wuming thought for a while, then pulled Dafu over:
"I think he has the potential to become a king, it has nothing to do with strength."

"Senior!" Tuofu was still in fear a few minutes ago, but when he was suddenly praised, he forgot his fear and his eyes lit up.

Wuming looked around: "Where is your witch Melina? You still like to hide so much? Are you here to go to the plateau?"

Tufu, who was still bright-eyed, suddenly withered, and said with tears in his eyes:
"I'm here to see Senior, and Miss Heda."

Haida was stunned: "Why is there something about me all of a sudden, I don't know you well?"

Because of the Finger Witch, Haida was in a bad mood, and her words hurt a lot.

Haida's words seemed to suddenly hit something sad about Tufu, Tufu cried bitterly while hugging Wuming, the Holy Grail on his buttocks trembling uncontrollably:
"Senior, Meimei doesn't want me anymore!"

　In the future, I will never upgrade the system by hand. The reinstallation of the system took more than six o'clock in the morning, and it was not finished until six o'clock in the morning when I woke up. It took about [-] hours to finish.Why can't I control this hand.jpg
　　
　
(End of this chapter)