Sorcerer

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The sun in the northwest has always been violent, and it is known as the skinning scorching sun knife. Although it is autumn, its power has not faded much.It was almost noon, and the red ancient road scorched by the scorching sun was glowing like fire. When pedestrians stepped on the road, the scorching heat was like a sharp cone, piercing the soles of people's feet. <]

In history, this ancient road has also been prosperous.Back then when Ge Feng, the famous artistic conception school, was dominant in Golin City, this Qingge trail was also very prosperous with people coming and going, but since Yuxing entered the northwest and Ge Feng lost to the western desert, Golin City has been abandoned , Even with this Chige trail, I became lonely.

Beside this ancient road, there stands a tea shed, in which three or five passers-by sit crookedly with their chests exposed, chatting about current affairs one by one.The tea shed also sells wine, but I don't know how the cruel shopkeeper blends it. It's as light as tea, which makes these men a little bit unmotivated.

Wu Maxi looked up at the east, the ancient road in her eyes was like a burning dragon, extending to the end of the sky.He looked away, tied the purple hoofed beast outside the tea shed, and found a seat in the tea shed to sit down.The grimy shopkeeper swayed over feebly, without even bothering to say a word, he pointed to the list on the table and signaled Wumaxi to order tea.

Wu Maxi didn't speak, and pointed to Qingxi Xiaohe. This is a tea that is widely spread in the mainland. It is like a stream flowing through the body, with the coolness of mint. It is a good tea to cool off.However, the Qingxi Xiaohe in the tea shed is very unauthentic, like a cup of rancid water, with a warm and sticky taste.Wu Maxi was not picky about life, and noticed that there was nothing unusual about the tea, so she didn't care, glanced at the five listless men on the left, and drank the tea with her head down.

There was a slight tremor coming from her wrist, Wumaxi turned her head slightly, her eyes fell on the wristband on her left wrist, under the cover of that orange wristband, there was a moon-white beautiful bracelet, the slight tremor was from It came from the top of the bracelet.

This bracelet was shot from the girl's wrist.The overall skeleton of the bracelet is made of moon Tibetan soft silver, and the top is carved with a delicate and elegant fairy shadow six-winged phoenix, with a gemstone like a full moon embedded in the middle.

The Immortal Shadow and Six-winged Phoenix is ​​the special totem of the Jian family of the Daxia royal family. Due to the influence of the Jian family, it has already spread on the mainland.The fairy shadow and phoenix carving on this bracelet is extremely skillful, the phoenix body stretches its neck and whispers softly, it is extraordinarily elegant and noble, full of charm.From the perspective of materials and workmanship, it is worth at least [-] gold coins.

Losing tens of millions of gold coins, but only got such a bracelet, this trip to the northwest was a big loss.

This bracelet is extremely weird. First of all, it cannot be put into an elephant ring. This kind of attribute is extremely rare on the mainland, and it directly caused Wu Maxi to wear this obviously feminine bracelet.In addition, the bracelet trembles every once in a while, and this tremor has happened dozens of times in the few days since I got the bracelet.Wu Maxi checked the bracelet and found the reason why it was not trembling, so she could only ignore it.

After sitting for a while, three riders, one old and two young, galloped from the front of the ancient road. They dismounted the purple hoofed beast next to the tea shed, entered the tea shed, and sat down on the small table outside. The thin and short young man picked up the tea list on the table, flipped through it with great interest, and tossed and turned.

The storekeeper standing next to him became impatient at first, yawned and said, "Qingxi Xiaohe, that's good." After saying that, ignoring the reactions of the three of them, he waddled into the back and went to prepare tea.

The old man gave the short young man a reproachful look, straightened his somewhat messy mighty beard and hair, turned his head and said to another young man next to him: "Xiao Rong, how do you feel about going this way again?"

Xiao Rong lowered his head and thought for a while, with vicissitudes that did not match his age revealed between his resolute brows, and said: "Before I came out, Master Zeng told me that it is impossible to understand the journey along the way just from the words on the classics. Stories. I have been walking, reading and thinking for the past few days, only to realize how profound and tragic the stories of my ancestors are.” After speaking, he thought of the names in the ancient books that were unknown to outsiders, and felt aggrieved by those names.

The heroism of the witch curse is praised by the whole continent, but who knows the heroism of the seniors in the sect?

Qingxi Xiaohe was quickly served, and the short young man bent over and took a loud sip from the rim of the teacup, then shook his head and asked, "Why does this tea taste like this?"

The old man smiled lightly and said: "Little guy who has never seen the world." After speaking, he felt a little sad, sighed, picked up the tea and took a sip, then his face changed, he spit out the tea, and stopped him who was about to drink tea The two young men shook their heads with extremely solemn expressions.

The three looked at each other for a moment, the short young man was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask.The old man turned his head and said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, pay the bill."

The shopkeeper came over and said weakly, "One and a half silver coins."

The old man took out money from his pocket to pay the bill, and asked after deliberation: "Shopkeeper, your tea tastes a little... strange."

The storekeeper rolled his eyes at him, and said eccentrically: "One and a half silver coins, what good tea do you want to drink? Do you want Qu Qing's gorgeous dawn?" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the inside.

The old man's face was reddish, he was a little ashamed of his cup bow and snake shadow, and he said to the two young people: "Go, find a decent restaurant in front and eat something." After finishing speaking, he left the store first, rode on the purple-hoofed beast, and was about to set off on the road , came galloping from the direction of the west.

It was a deer with chrysanthemum patterns, a very famous top-quality mount in the field of realm cultivation. Its performance in all aspects was much higher than that of the purple-hoofed beast, and its appearance was beautiful. It used to be the mount of the guard of honor of the Great Xia Dynasty, when the Great Xia Dynasty was at its peak During the period, a row of [-] cloud-stepping chrysanthemum-patterned deer lined up in a row, which can be called the grand scene of the imperial city, but with the decline of the Great Xia Dynasty, no other force could gather so many cloud-stepping chrysanthemum-patterned deer , this grand scene has become a swan song.

The knight on the deer was a middle-aged man with a dark red face, and his eyes swept across the faces of the people very unreasonably, just like Jane looked down on the common people in the world.

This unreasonable gaze aroused a rebound from a big topless man on the inside. He put his palm on the table, stood up unsteadily, pointed at the red-faced middle-aged man and said: "That deer rider, your deer is the King of Congli!" Zhen stole, why does it look so familiar?"

The red-faced middle-aged man ignored his clamor and continued to glance at everyone's faces.That gaze seemed to be looking for something.

Since killing the two envoys from the Great Shape Hall, Wu Maxi walked cautiously all the way, seeing that the other party's eyes were different, she had already raised her vigilance, if the other party was looking for her, it would have been a fight.

A teacup was suddenly thrown from the hand of the topless man, splashing tea drops towards the red-faced middle-aged man, and at the same time, the topless man shouted violently: "Thief..."

"Bah!" With a crisp sound, the teacup exploded into pieces, and the weightless tea condensed into sharp ice cones, which were shot towards the five people below like shrapnel, and everyone avoided them in embarrassment, and those ice cones were thrown on the table , instantly turning the desktop into a sieve.Several men looked at the red-faced knight and then at the table, all of them looked embarrassed.

The mood of the opponent seems to be a variant of the ice cone mood. Seeing that it explodes fiercely and quickly, it can be called the best in the ice cone mood, and it can be close to the level of instant editing, which shows the strength of the opponent.

Seeing the wonderful artistic conception of the red-faced middle-aged man, the short and thin young man was a little unable to move, and stared blankly.The mighty old man was unwilling to stay in the right and wrong place, so he slapped the short young man on the head and pulled him away.

Wu Maxi withdrew her gaze from the red-faced middle-aged man, but still kept a vigilant eye on the other's movements.This artistic conception of imitating natural phenomena is an astronomical specialty, that is to say, the other party should not be a person from Daxingdian.

The red-faced middle-aged man glanced around, as if quite disappointed, Ce Lu turned around and was about to run towards the road ahead.

The bracelet on Wu Maxi's left wrist suddenly trembled again.

"Hey!"

With a tragic deer cry, the cloud treading chrysanthemum pattern deer was forcibly turned around by the red-faced middle-aged man, standing in front of the tea shed and pacing restlessly.The red-faced middle-aged man reined in and sat firmly, his eyes fixed on Wumaxi's body. After a moment of doubt, his eyes were filled with killing intent. The killing intent was so strong that the hair on Wumaxi's back instantly stood still. Stand up like a lion in battle.

"The moon bracelet, why is it on you?" The middle-aged man's voice was very explosive, like a rock hit by a huge wave.

The moon bracelet in the other party's mouth should be the fairy shadow six-winged phoenix bracelet, but how did he make sure that the bracelet was on his body?Could it be that slight tremor?

Wu Maxi did not answer, but silently calculated.

The killing intent in the opponent's eyes is like a knife's edge, sharp and solid, I am afraid that it is difficult to escape this battle, it is better to fight early than to fight late, the first strike is the strongest.The moon suddenly took shape like a bow, and a sharp arrow flew out against the table, nailing towards the opponent's lower abdomen like a shooting star.

"Humph!"

The red-faced middle-aged man raised the reins to control the deer, and suddenly an ice mirror stood obliquely in front of him. The sharp arrow collided with the ice mirror, and instantly shattered the ice mirror.The sharp arrow passed through the gorgeous light and shadow and continued to move forward. When the middle-aged man leaned his body, the sharp arrow flew past his neck and shot into the sand beside the ancient road.

The middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart, he never thought that such an inconspicuous arrow would be so powerful.He didn't dare to push it any further, and with a loud roar, the artistic conception was established, and the Qingxi Xiaohe in Wumaxi's cup suddenly condensed into icicles, and shot towards Wumaxi's face.Wu Maxi leaned back, kicked the table under the table, the teacup flew up in response, and several icicles deformed, piercing through the fragile roof of the tea shed in an instant, and shooting into the sky.

Wu Maxi's body was tilted sideways, and at the right moment, a Cone Curse flew over, just in time to shatter the artistic conception that the opponent had just woven, and her body flashed up like a spirit fox, quickly closing the distance with the opponent.

A gust of wind blew up on the ground, rolling up the stones all over the ground, and whizzing towards Wumaxi who was in mid-air.

Wumaxi tapped lightly on a head-sized stone, and was carried away by the stone in an instant. Before she landed, a sharp cone was spinning and protruding from the ground, aiming at Wumaxi's waist. Come on.

Wumaxi bowed her waist, bumped her back against the ground cone, and her body bounced off in an instant.

This is the artistic conception of Da Zhang Gong, which was found from the storage bag of the special envoy surnamed Yu, and Wu Maxi took the time to learn it.Da Zhang Gong's recognized matching spiritual power is orange, yellow and red are also good, Wumaxi's purple spiritual power is far behind, and it is not very smooth to drive, but it is indeed a good mood at critical moments.

Da Zhang Bow shot Wu Maxi towards the roof of the tea shed, while he was in the air, a Jingzhe had already planted towards the middle-aged man.The dissociated electric currents in the void became alive, and under the guidance of the Jingzhe artistic conception, they merged into an invisible dragon and shuttled towards the internal organs of the middle-aged man. Under the stimulation of this electric dragon, the muscles could not help Constantly twitching.

Although the middle-aged man was not disturbed, an artistic conception swelled around the heart, as if there was an invisible air film, and the Awakening Dragon was forcibly expelled from the body, hitting the head of the cloud-walking chrysanthemum-patterned deer.

The chrysanthemum deer screamed, jumped up to a height of nearly ten meters, and flew the middle-aged man on its back.It jumped on the ground and screamed incessantly, thunder and lightning raged in its beautiful eyes full of tears, and after a while, both eyes were burnt by electricity, its voice was hoarse, and white smoke slowly escaped from its seven orifices.

An ice knife flew over, slashed under the deer's neck, and the deer's blood shot out instantly. Thousands of fine drops of blood solidified in the air, turning into sharp ice thorns, overwhelming Wumaxi on the roof of the tea shed. Save the past.