Enchanter

Chapter 2 The breath of a master ([-])

"..."

They didn't talk anymore, because they felt a kind of mastery breath coming from the room, a kind of mastery breath that made them feel very depressed.

After a long time, the sound of rushing footsteps came to their ears, and the few people immediately became respectful, and the arrogance just now disappeared.

It's not that they did it deliberately, but because under the murderous aura emanating from Longbao, their arrogance has long been stripped away by that strong sense of crisis.

"Come in." Shan Daofeng's familiar cold face appeared beside the dilapidated door, glanced at them with the same stern eyes, and then said.

"En." Several people nodded and followed.

The first floor was a bit dark, there was no electric light, and the outside sunlight couldn't shine in. They could only follow Dandaofeng's direction by their ears, and walked slowly to a staircase, and then climbed up the stairs.

There was some light on the second floor, and this ray of light made them feel a glimmer of hope, the only consolation for their fear.

"Go in, the Dragon King is waiting for you." Shan Daofeng pointed to the small door facing the stairs, and then said.

"En!" He bit the bullet and agreed, then looked at his team members worriedly and asked, "What about them? What should they do?"

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it freely." Shan Daofeng said confidently, leading them to a small room next to her, and invited them in.

She took another look at Yin Hui who was standing at the door hesitantly, motioned for him to go in, and then got into the room.

He stood at the door, hesitating for a long time, thinking that the person inside was a master respected by thousands of people. If he could be regarded as the existence of the leader of the martial arts in ancient times, it would be more or less awkward for him, a commoner, to meet the leader of the martial arts. Uneasy.

"Come in." Just as he was about to reach out to knock on the door, a thick and heavy voice suddenly came from inside. The voice seemed to have undergone special processing, and then it made a sound like a dull drum.

How could he sense that I was about to knock on the door?A master, definitely a peerless master.

He pushed the door lightly, and the side of the door opened. When the door opened, there was a delicate sound like a kitten meowing, which was the only sound now.

The first thing that came into view was a quaint wooden bed, and then the white quilt on top of the bed. When he could see the whole room, he saw a big and rugged man sitting on the recliner.

The big man was wearing striped pajamas, which looked a bit like a hospital gown. His eyes were half open, as if he was looking at the boy, and he seemed to be looking around blankly.

He wore a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and his face with sharp edges and corners that looked like a knife carving looked very serene and kind, as if... like the old man of the Lin family was taking a lunch break.

"You are Yin Hui?" The old man spoke first.

"Well, yes." Yin Hui replied hastily.Only then did he notice his gaffe. He should have greeted him earlier, instead of looking at the old man like he was looking at a monster.That would be very rude.

However, he was full of confusion. When he remembered that the thick and heavy murderous aura emanated from such a kind old man, he couldn't believe it and doubted his own feelings.

"Does my appearance disappoint you?" The old man asked with great interest, "Am I not as tall and mighty as you imagined?"

"A little bit." He said bluntly.

He didn't know why he answered this way, but he only had these two words in his mind, so he said them out.

What he didn't know was that the people who said this before were all dead, and they were all tortured to death by the Dragon King.It's not because they dared to disrespect the Dragon King, but because when they saw the Dragon King, they were all stunned by him. They were stunned from the inside out. They didn't know what to say, they could only express their true thoughts. Just said it out.

"Haha, interesting." The Dragon King suddenly laughed.Although arrogant, he was not arrogant, as if a neighbor's grandfather encountered a very funny thing, so he laughed wildly.

Not ostentatious, not arrogant, just like a normal old man laughing, without the slightest fluctuation of internal force, without revealing the slightest murderous intent, or even the slightest hint of arrogance... This made it difficult for him to judge this old guy Could it be the Dragon King's substitute?

Because he knows that a master of this level will arrange some substitutes for his own safety.

"Young man, you led the troops to solve a dangerous five-star mission?" The Dragon King's smile faded away, and a solemn expression appeared on his face again.

"There are many helpers to help me finish it!" Dragon King replied.

"Answer my question." The Dragon King asked resolutely. The solemnity just now turned a little angry. It seemed that he hated someone who didn't answer his question directly: "You just need to say yes or no."

"Yes!" He thought for a while, and then answered very simply.

"En!" The Dragon King nodded: "Very good, very good." The solemnity and slight anger on the Dragon King's face quickly turned into a smile, and after the cloudy weather turned, the Dragon King became a calm old man next door again.

"Stay here for lunch." The Dragon King closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"..."

The Dragon King suddenly changed the subject, which made Yin Hui feel a little hasty, as if two dogs were fighting for a bone, and suddenly one of them said to you: "Let's stay for lunch at noon!"

What would this make the other dog think?

Bah, bah, bah, you're the dog.

He was thinking wildly, and he didn't know how to answer the Dragon King's question. He just stared at the Dragon King in a daze, thinking about the Dragon King's question.

"Why? No promise?" Dragon King asked with a frown, as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

"Yes, yes." Yin Hui said again and again.

"En!" He nodded neither happy nor sad, as if all this was within his imagination.

Whether you agree or not, the Dragon King is there, happy or sad.

Then it became quiet. Originally, the Dragon Castle was silent, especially in the afternoon, when everyone was taking a nap, it was even more silent.

Standing in the room, Yin Hui even felt that the outside world had been taken over by a group of crazy zombies, otherwise how could the world be so quiet?

The Dragon King wouldn't let him leave, and he didn't dare to leave either.

The Dragon King didn't let him stand here stupidly either!

He was at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.Just looking at the old man who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, his expression was tense and in a trance.

His legs were covered with a woolen blanket, his hands were crossed on his legs, his head was thrown back, and he fell into a drowsy sleep. Not long after, he heard a slight snoring sound.

"Did you fall asleep so soon?" Yin Hui looked at the old man in surprise, a little confused.

Such a master should turn a blind eye and close one eye when sleeping, but this old guy actually sleeps so deadly, which makes Yin Hui feel that the dragon king is more suspected of being a substitute.

"I'm leaving." Yin Hui whispered to the Dragon King.

The Dragon King didn't react at all, and was still lying on the sofa and fell asleep, as if he had never heard Yin Hui's voice.

He was sure that the Dragon King was really asleep, so he slowly exited the room and walked to the next door.Just now Shan Daofeng led his subordinates to this room.

"How is it?" Shan Daofeng asked with a frightened expression when Yin Hui pushed the door and entered.From the anxious look on her face, it can be seen that she has been anxiously waiting in this room for a long time.

"How about what?" He curiously looked at Shan Dao Feng with an anxious expression on his face.

"How is the Dragon King?" she asked anxiously, now she has no time to joke with him.

"Fall asleep." He said: "And he invited me to stay for dinner."

"Hey..." Shan Daofeng sighed, his face was full of disappointment, as if he had heard the end of the world from the US president, frowning.

But I have to admit that even when she was frowning, that face was still handsome enough to captivate many men.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her abnormal expression, Yin Hui asked worriedly: "Why are you sighing? Did he make you feel uncomfortable when he fell asleep or did you feel jealous because he asked me to eat?" He asked in a concerned tone With such an ironic question, it sounds even more ironic.

"The Dragon King didn't tell you?" Shan Daofeng suddenly raised his head, staring at the somewhat cynical man standing in front of him with burning eyes: "What did you guys say?"

"Tell me what?" Now it was his turn to be confused.He didn't see any common language between him and the Dragon King.

"Things about him, such as...wounds and so on." Shan Daofeng looked at him, her eyes were full of anxiety, if she could see what happened just now, she would go up without hesitation Remove the head of this deep and steady man, and then show the scene inside.

"No." He shook his head: "Is that old guy sick?"

Whizzing!

Suddenly, an ice-like dagger shot from the direction of the window, broke the glass, and shot Yin Hui directly in the eyes.

His eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he wanted to reach out but caught it, but found that it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the dagger had already flown to the gate, and he could even feel the gust of wind brought by his piercing through the air.

He kicked the leg of the table vigorously, relying on the rebounding force, he shifted his body in one direction and avoided the dagger.

buzzing.

The dagger pierced into the wall trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound, as if a bee was flying around the ear.

He just wanted to stand up and catch up, but was stopped by Shan Daofeng: "Stop, you have already lost." After speaking, he stood up and walked to the dagger that was shot at the door, pulled it out, and squatted carefully Lowering down, he picked up the strand of hair that had been broken in two, returned to the seat, carefully retracted the dagger, and handed the strand of hair to Yin Hui: "This is yours."

The hair that was broken into two pieces, under the faint light from the window, exuded a jet-black light, shining in their eyes, and made Yin Hui feel an extremely cold fear in his heart.

Indeed, even if he stood in the position of a first-class master, he couldn't escape the dagger attack of another master... The strength of the other party must be very strong.

He has a way to cut off a strand of his own hair, so killing himself is also easy.Because a master of his level can predict the hiding trajectory of the beheaded person, the dagger will naturally change accordingly.

His eyes were blank, his face was a little pale looking at the strand of hair, and his heart was full of fear.

It hasn't been long since I came here, and I almost died from someone else's dagger, and it shot me directly in the forehead... Damn, it's so fucking cruel.

"Scared." Shan Daofeng said with a sarcastic smile on his face, "This is the consequence of speaking ill of the Dragon King."

"Speaking ill of the Dragon King? Why didn't I know that I was speaking ill of the Dragon King? Did I speak ill of the Dragon King?" Yin Hui asked with pure doubts on his face.

"That's the sentence you said that the Dragon King is sick..." Before he finished speaking, Yin Hui kicked Shan Daofeng's chair directly, and with the force of the rebound, he rushed to the window quickly, wanting to see Who the hell is attacking them.

A illusory figure flashed past the window, and then there was nothing, as if that illusory figure disappeared into the air...or that person was originally an invisible person.

Jingle, buzz buzz.

A sharp and piercing sound came from the wall again, and the sound of buzzing like mosquitoes reached their ears again.

Everyone took a closer look, and there was another gleaming dagger trembling on the wall where Shan Daofeng was sitting just now.

If Yin Hui hadn't kicked Shan Daofeng's chair away with one kick, it would have been Dan Daofeng trembling on the wall now.

"Boss, did you find anything?" The scalpel, who was still frightened, asked with a pale face.They didn't even notice the two attacks just now. If they hadn't seen the dagger that was shot on the wall buzzing and trembling at the end, they would never have discovered that the dagger shooting happened just now.

"Nothing found!" He shook his head, his face was a little tired, the scene just now was beyond his understanding of the world, he would not have thought that someone would be so fast, unless the god said: "That person's Too fast."

"Hmph, of course." Shan Daofeng sneered: "That's a ghost, the proud disciple of the Dragon King, how could you track down his figure."

"Hey, do you still have a conscience?" Demoman Sun Dong was also a little angry: "Our boss saved your life, okay, but you still want to mock him like this... Believe it or not, I'll get you done."

"You dare!" Shan Daofeng stared at Sun Dong, the blaster, with her two red phoenix eyes. She never allowed others to tarnish her innocence with slanderous words... Of course, except for Yin Hui, because even if he insulted herself like this, she would not There is no power to refute.

"Stop arguing." Yin Hui laughed: "I have already found his trace."

"What?" Shan Daofeng stared at Yin Hui in disbelief: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, no one in this world can track the speed of ghosts except the Dragon King." She hurriedly stood up from her chair and walked to Yin Hui. Hun approached him, and asked nervously, "Where is he now? I want you to point it out."

She couldn't wait to break Yin Hui's absurd statement and track the speed of the ghost?How can it be?

Yin Hui didn't speak, just gave him a faint smile, then walked back to his seat, and said with a smile: "Dan Dao Feng, why don't you open the door when someone is here?"

Only then did she come to her senses, then walked to the door and quickly opened it, only to find a familiar figure standing outside the door.

He is dressed in camouflage uniform, setting off his tall and burly figure, with a bald head. If you describe him as strong as a bear, Yin Hui will never have any objections.

"Very good, it seems that the Dragon King really saw the right person." The strong man stretched out his huge palm, with an appreciative smile on his face: "You are the second person who caught my speed."

"Who was the first person to capture your speed?" He didn't reach out, but he had to act aggressive in front of such a person.

He wanted to kill me with a dagger just now, but now he wants to give me sugar-coated shells and shake hands to make peace. Only such a disadvantaged businessman would do it.

Besides, I'm not a ghost at all.

The brawny man hesitated a little, glared at the pretentious man, ignored him, and went straight to the seat opposite him, staring at him with burning eyes: "If others hear you scolding the Dragon King like that, I'm afraid You are already dead, and I am still light."

"You can scold back, but you can't treat guests like this." Yin Hui also glared at the other party with a fierce look: "Don't you dragon team even understand this bit of etiquette?"

"You are too presumptuous." The brawny man finally got a little angry, and looked at Yin Hui covetously: "Don't think that I am afraid of you because you were invited by the Dragon King. Even if you die, there are thousands of others in this world. You. The Dragon King’s disease cannot be cured by you alone.”

"Tch, you Dragon Team people are really hypocritical." His right hand was flat on the table, and his fingers tapped on the table in turn, making rhythmic slapping sounds, like a bored child.

"A master negotiator." This was Ghosting's only judgment on him, only a master negotiator would be so calm and calm in situations.And ghosts are usually the most tired of this type of characters, usually when they are still chattering about various conditions to themselves, ghosts have already killed them.

"I guessed that the Dragon King is sick, but you still don't admit it...you still want to kill the person who sees the disease. What kind of weapon is this? It's like a bunch of robbers who are not as good as animals, and the emperors and generals in an autocratic society. "Yin Hui angrily took the case and shouted: "You are begging me to treat the Dragon King now, not I begging the Dragon King to see a doctor. Do you treat doctors like this?"

Yin Hui's eyes shot out bursts of cold light, sweeping across Gui Ying and Shan Daofeng, the two of them felt chills, as if a burst of ice had just passed over them, and gave their hearts to the ice. Living.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!" The two of them scolded as if they were playing big faces: "In the Dragon Castle, you are not allowed to make a lot of noise. If you wake up the Dragon King, believe it or not, I will kill you." Ghost Ying stared at you with burning eyes. Looking at Yin Hui, he gritted his teeth in hatred, this man is too shameless.

"Kill me?" Yin Hui smiled faintly: "Even if you agree, will the Dragon King's illness agree? Can you help him find his lost soul? Do you know how long the Dragon King still has?" Can you live? If the best treatment period is over, can you afford it? "

Yin Hui always had a smiling expression on his face, and spoke as gently as possible.

However, these few words are like a sharp weapon, every word is shot into their hearts, making their hearts feel uncomfortable again and again, as if they have been told what is on their minds.

"You...how do you know all about it?" Guiying's face was ugly, and his voice was very low. This secret is the top secret of the dragon team, and it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to know.

After Ghosting asked, he turned his eyes to Shan Daofeng, that piercing gaze seemed to shoot through Shan Daofeng's clothes, oh no, it was his brain.

"It's not me, I didn't tell them a word about the Dragon King." She looked flustered, like sitting on a needle cushion: "Maybe the Dragon King told him during the conversation just now."

"Impossible." There was murderous intent in Ghost Shadow's eyes: "I heard the conversation between the Dragon King and him clearly. The Dragon King just asked him to stay for lunch and didn't say anything about his illness. Knowing this and talking to them You are the only person in contact, how do you explain it?"

Seeing the aggressiveness of the ghost and the fact that Dan Daofeng, who is so arrogant that he doesn't seem to put the whole world in his eyes, is so flustered by such a man, Yin Hui feels distressed: "How dare you scold me for my woman? Don't die."

"Shut up!" Yin Hui didn't care about disturbing the Dragon King next door, pointing at the ghost's nose and yelling: "Are you a man? I advise you to go back to the palace and be a woman. You really lose a man by being a man." Face, you told me clearly, but you falsely accused Shan Daofeng of telling me. Even if you don’t want to admit it, don’t admit it, don’t use a woman as a shield.”

His move was really useful, Gui Ying and Shan Daofeng froze in place, looking at the furious Yin Hui, they were a little confused.

"What a scum among men, you told me everything about the Dragon King, and you also told me that as long as you try your best, it doesn't matter whether he can cure the Dragon King's disease, and you also said that the disease is most likely to be cured. It’s gone. Although I said that I’m [-]% sure.” Yin Hui continued to talk nonsense.

"You...you fart!" Ghosting jumped up angrily, ignoring his sense of mystery about shit and recuperating as a master, and scolded him like two shrews.

"I fart?" He sneered, looked at the scalpel, and then asked, "Scalpel, you should have been there at that time."

"Yes, I can testify." The scalpel stood up arrogantly, and stared at the ghost with some anger: "I knew you were such a villain. You told me back then, let us help you This matter depends on Shan Daofeng, a man like you is really embarrassing to a man. I'll give you shit!"

In order to curse people, to express his anger, and to make the few words he said full of truth, he did not hesitate to insult himself to enhance the persuasiveness of his words.