"There is one thing I don't understand," said the prince: "I plan to send people to grab "Magic Refining" halfway. Why is it not right?"

"Because I can't see through this person," Love said slowly: "This person doesn't look like a magician no matter how you look at it."

"Not like a magician? Like a sword master?" The prince was somewhat joking. Of course, this person could not be a sword master. Only he could make such a joke in front of the sword god.

Unexpectedly, Luo Fu nodded slightly: "Yes, it's the sword master."

The prince was stunned: "Why?"

"I can feel the fluctuations in his body's fighting spirit, and his attainments are not low," said Luo Fu: "This is very bizarre and terrifying that the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts can reach this level. It is absolutely incredible. For those who don't understand, it is not advisable to act rashly in our team. Except for me who go in person, no one is confident to take him down, and I must not leave in front of me."

"Is he so powerful?" The prince was shocked: "I can't even get the sudden attacks of the five sword saints?"

"I have heard people say, Aklius, Prince, do you know what Dulius means? It means... it will be difficult for others to successfully attack him." He is quick to be quick, and his reaction will naturally be quick, his eyes will be sharp and his ears will be smart. All of this is connected.

"I have also heard of the wisdom of Aklius" Prince's eyes shining. Among the younger generation, he is not good at martial arts, but is good at wisdom. The intelligent man is naturally interested in his intelligent opponents: "I don't know how much his magic has reached."

"We will know this," said Love, "but one thing is certain that Joseph attaches great importance to him. The person who can attract this old guy's attention should be above the great magician, and perhaps only on the front line with me."

The prince was completely stunned. A beautiful girl behind him was also stunned. The princess

It was only a line between the sword god, which was a jaw-dropping evaluation. Luo Fu thought he had attached great importance to Liu Sen. He never expected that this evaluation was not enough. At least, he was a little wrong. The conversation between the three of them fell into Liu Sen's ears. They could say these words on such occasions, so it was natural that these people could not be heard by Liu Sen, but unfortunately, Liu Sen heard them.

He was only twenty meters away from them and was standing on the side of the carriage imprisoned by Gongla without hiding his figure, but instead stood straight - quite a bit of military temperament

The disguise technique is really exquisite. He can stand beside a guard, put on his clothes, and make a small adjustment to his face. He can stand beside the car with confidence.

He didn't know what he would do. Maybe until now, he was hesitating for his final purpose. The girl in the car was not someone of him. If he had to be involved with him,

It can only be described as an enemy. If this enemy is brought to the capital, it will be endless torture to welcome her. Moreover, it is really difficult for her to escape. At least with this sword god, she cannot escape.

Only you can save her

But does he have this reason? He has asked himself countless times

After being imprisoned for a day and night, Gonla's face was pale. From yesterday to now, she didn't eat a mouthful of food or drink a mouthful of water. Her seductive lips had cracked

Every time I deliver food to her, I get only one sentence: "You are not good people, I won't eat your things."

The next day she still didn't eat, lying beside the railing and staring blankly at the sky outside, like a bird in a cage, yearning for the blue sky and white clouds outside the window

Liu Sen couldn't help but remember a fairy tale: a poor girl was imprisoned by a vicious wizard and never saw the sun all day long. She could only look at the blue sky outside and the grass outside from the window...

He didn't look at her face all day, but could only listen to her breathing more and more weakly

On the third day, the capital was approaching, and there was a slight sound in the carriage. Liu Sen suddenly turned around, her head hit the window, and the person fell softly. Through the railing, Liu Sen's trembling hand slowly reached over. As soon as he touched her hair, Gongla woke up, his eyes fell on his face, and looked for a long time, and asked faintly: "Can you tell me... who am I?"

This gaze was so confused and so desolate that Liu Sen's heart began to hurt faintly

"You have to think about this yourself." A cold voice came from my ear: "If you can't remember, you will be like this for the rest of your life." This is naturally Love, only he will appear so suddenly

Gonla's eyes turned to his face: "So, why do you want to catch me? What do you want to do?"

"You also need to think about this yourself. If you are hungry... you can eat something delicious first and then think about it slowly."

"If I don't eat, you are all...bad people." Gonla lay down and ignored him again

The scars on the face under the messy hair were still there a few days ago, and it was much fainter. There were crystal clear tears flowing down the scar. If you didn't look carefully, it would be a matter of fact.

She couldn't see it, she didn't even show her tears to others. Liu Sen stared at the tears mark and did not move for a long time

The night is deep

More than ten guards outside the tent where the prince lives stood straight. Although it was late at night and there was no one around, each of them was turning their eyes alertly, looking at every movement in the wild. This was in the wild, not in the deep palace, and the defense work was much more difficult than in the palace. Fortunately, these people were not ordinary guards. They were at the level of great sword masters or above, and there was also a sword saint.

It will not be easy for anyone to break through their defense. Even the top experts in this world are unlikely to make no noise when breaking through them. As long as there is a trace of movement, the Sword God will appear immediately.

All three goals are protected, and the levels of defense are the same. There is only one sword god. He sat quietly in his tent. Although his eyes were closed, his mind was completely focused on Car No. 3. This is his focus. Gongla

We will arrive in the capital tomorrow. If the enemy wants to act, tonight is the last chance. He firmly believes in his judgment that they will not give up on her. The Demon Lord’s Nine Nether Demon Shadow is extraordinary. Once the magic comes out, it can be attached to any object. The enemy’s attack is all empty, and his attack is in all directions. Even the weapons in the hands of the enemy may turn back and assassinate the master. This kind of magic is magical and has a respectable status. Those who obtain magic skills are often the direct disciples of the Demon Lord, and they are the most proud disciples. People like this are very likely to be the later generation of Demon Lord. Who would give up?

At two o'clock, the wind in the jungle became more and more rapid. Suddenly, a hurried call came from the prince's tent. The call came and Mrs. Luo suddenly disappeared. Before the curtain of the tent fell, he had already appeared before the prince's tent: "What's going on?"

Someone fell down

Two people fell slowly in the guards in front of the prince's tent. Luo Fu's face changed. When he screamed, he almost didn't waste any time. When he arrived, the enemy was gone. What does this mean? It means that he entered the prince's tent, and there was only this hidden place.

With a shout, he shot towards the prince's tent. When the curtain was lifted, a young man on the ground turned over and stared at him in horror. He saw his face clearly and then relaxed: "Teacher, it's you."

As soon as the teacher said, Luo Fu breathed a sigh of relief. This is the prince. He is fine. He is the prince's teacher. This matter was only clear before leaving the palace. No one in the world knows it.

"What happened?" The prince's voice just came, and a heavy object suddenly fell down on the side of the No. 3 carriage. The sound was dull. The dull sound sounded. Luo Fu's face changed again. His face changed, and he disappeared again with the strong wind. A distance of dozens of feet passed by. Luo Fu was stunned. There was only one empty carriage left in the No. 3 carriage, and the steel railings were all broken. Not only the inside, but also the outside.

To the east hit the west

There were more than a dozen people falling down the ground, and Luo Fu's eyes just swept across the faces of the dozen people, and the figure disappeared in a flash. He searched around, and there was only the cold night wind around.

His heart was pounding. Who is this? He was able to kill the guards to save people in such a short time and escape without a trace. Although it was bizarre, what was bizarre was how he broke through these two layers of railings? The railings inside were easy, but the railings outside were unusual. These railings were made of special materials and were immune to all magical elements. As long as they were magicians, they would not be able to cut them off. And the sword master... Where is there a sword master of this level among the demons?

The crowd surrounded, with horror on their faces, and the prince's scream came: "What? That woman was rescued?"

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm afraid that's the case." Love turned around

"Chasing you for me." The prince was so angry that he was extremely angry

"Yes" everyone ran very fast at the same time, so the grass and trees in the mountains were considered to be in trouble, and countless people were cut off in a short time.

"They can't catch up," Luo Fu sighed: "I have chased you, and I can't find any trace. What a terrible enemy, how could such a thing happen?"

The prince is stunned

A cry came from behind: "Prince, the Holy Master... They are not dead, they are still alive."

The two were shocked at the same time, and Luo Fu turned his body and suddenly appeared beside the car. A swordsman was getting up with difficulty and pressing his neck.

"Who is the enemy?" Love shouted loudly

"I didn't see anyone... I just felt a numbness on the back of my neck, and I just couldn't say it anymore. As a great swordsman, I fell down without even seeing the enemy. This is indeed embarrassing.

"Waste" Love pointed directly at another old man who opened his eyes: "Adams, you said"

This is a sword saint, and it is impossible to see the shadow of the enemy?
Chapter completed!