Chapter 42 Misfortunes do not come alone
"Shawn, what did you see?" Under the starry sky, an old man with white hair was standing there quietly. He couldn't tell how old he was. He could only see the wrinkled face, with very deep lines, as if it was carved with a knife, and his eyelids drooped like overwhelmed, squeezed his eyes into a slit. At first glance, the old man seemed very weak, but his voice was as heavy as a bell, bringing people a kind of pressure to the face.
"It's strange, a fire magician, a swordsman... and a undead magician. When did Thor hook up with the undead magician?" The man named Sean stood up: "But the ground baked by lava is still warm. They should have walked for a while, teacher, we can catch up."
"Okay, then..." The old man's expression narrowed and he turned to look to the side. At the same time, Sean also turned around.
A hundred meters away from the side, a sudden flash of sword light cut through the dark night and shot straight towards the old man.
The old man didn't move at all. Seeing the sword light and body, he waved his hand like a fly. The sword light shot turned into countless light spots and disappeared.
Ernest slowly walked out of the dark night. Although he was confident in his strength, the sword light could not cross a hundred meters away in any case and hurt a great sword master. He was just warning the other party.
"Teacher, he is Ernest." Sean said slowly.
Philip snorted coldly and pulled out the sword at his waist with his backhand. It was said that he was not good at muscles and bones, but his sword looked much wider than an ordinary sword, and it was about a foot longer. The sword spine was about three fingers thick. God knows how heavy this sword was! For an old man, it is not a bad idea to use such a sword to exercise, but it is a bit bizarre for fighting. It can be seen that Philip is quite confident in his physical strength.
The rich white fighting spirit ignited on Philip's body, and his body flew out like a cannonball, rushing straight towards Ernest. Sean also drew out his long sword and protected Philip's side.
If it were yesterday, Philip met Ernest, he would probably generously invite Ernest to visit his home and then find an opportunity to discuss. After just one day, the status and attitude of both sides had undergone tremendous changes. Philip had not even said a word and started the battle first.
Ernest turned around without any grace and rushed back. He felt that his cheeks were a little hot. If he had been a few years earlier, he would never avoid fighting. No matter who the opponent was or whether the premise of the battle was fair, he would not avoid it. After contacting An Fei these days, Ernest's personality has changed a certain way, especially An Fei often told him a short story from the old man in the village. Ernest found that going forward bravely was not the only way to the goal, and detour could also achieve the same effect. Even in certain specific times and events, detour was better than direct walking!
Ernest lacks the knowledge of the truth, otherwise he would not be able to become a great swordsman. However, he focused most of his energy on cultivation, so he became a little straightforward in handling mundane things.
Philip stopped and looked at Ounst's back and sneered: "Is he Ernest?"
"It's not wrong." Sean said slowly.
"It's a shame to draw a sword in such a coward." Philip put his sword in the sheath: "Let's go, don't pay attention to him!"
Sean looked at Ernest's back thoughtfully, feeling a little strange in his heart. He had heard about Ernest. Logically, this guy shouldn't be a coward!
The two of them turned around, but Ernest had turned around and rushed towards them, and a sword light shot out again.
Although Philip's personality was irritable, he had lived for seventy or eighty years. He immediately realized that Ernest wanted to entangle them and shouted, "Shawn, you don't have to worry about the matter here, you can leave immediately!"
"teacher……"
"Go!" Philip rose into the air and chased Ernest again.
Sean complained secretly in his heart. Although Ernest's reputation is not good, his strength is generally recognized as strong. At least seven great sword masters have received Ernest's challenge books and have been defeated by Ernest one after another. How could he feel assured to let his teacher deal with Ernest alone!
At the same time, Brufid in the Holy City slowly put down his quill. He originally came to the Holy City for a secret plan. So far, he has done very successfully, but just a few days ago, he received an order from the headquarters to tell him to pay attention to a man named An Fei. The news from the headquarters said that the first test of An Fei had failed, and all the personnel sent were killed, and ordered him to find a way to contact An Fei.
The capable ones worked hard. Brufid did not complain about the headquarters. On the contrary, he was happy about the headquarters' trust and trust in him. He thought hard for a long time and put the two things together. The result was very good. Not only did he successfully create the germ of internal strife in the Mao Empire, but he also tested An Fei's true strength!
In the letter, Brufid asserted that An Fei had no fighting spirit, but he would use a very strange and very vicious swordsmanship. Brufid suggested that the headquarters send a few more powerful men to come, capture An Fei at any cost, and then make An Fei into a puppet, and use soul magic to dig out the swordsmanship that An Fei used.
In the letter, Brufid repeatedly stated that if An Fei's sword skills can be popularized within the organization, the organization's strength will make a qualitative leap, especially the vampires in the organization. Vampires whose bodies are originally very flexible and powerful have learned An Fei's sword skills, and their attack power will undergo earth-shaking changes.
However, An Fei is not the most important thing. Brufid also knew that Thor collected a magic crystal of the Nether Dragon, which was a supreme treasure for the magicians of the undead! After helping Niya and others escape, he searched Thor's house and found nothing. Although the secret room was found, the magic circle inside could not be cracked. From the analysis of the messy situation in the bedroom, Brufid believed that Niya and others had already escaped with Thor's treasure, and there should be not much in the secret room.
Brufid asked the organization to send someone to meet with his subordinates and quickly intercept Niya and others! Although Niya must survive based on the situation in the pan-continental situation, it doesn't matter to Thor's other students. They can give it a try and catch Niya alive, then search out all of Thor's collections, and then find an opportunity to deliberately let Niya escape, and the result is the same.
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"What are you thinking?" An Fei, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a low voice.
"I didn't think of anything." Chris turned his head and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"It's almost dawn?" An Fei pretended not to see it.
"Well, the sun will come out in a while."
With a moan...Nia turned over in her sleep, landed her left foot on An Fei's leg, then muttered something, and fell asleep again.
When An Fei asked Niya to sleep, she said she would not sleep. Later, she became so sleepy that she leaned against the wall of the carriage and fell asleep. Then she became curled up. Finally, she simply lay on the ground with her limbs stretched out and entered a deep sleep. The sleepers were not careful, so of course they could sleep as they wanted. Although there were still some places in the carriage that could be lying alone, it was too much to lie with Niya, so Chris Ding and Riska had to endure the sleepiness. As for An Fei, he would not sleep for several days or several nights. It was a good idea to sleep better to maintain physical strength and energy in order to cope with emergencies.
"Chris Ding, I want to ask you something."
"What? Tell me."
"You are a beginner magician. People like Riska and Zubin are not bad at all. Why are they so easily labeled with the Forbidden Magic Bracelet?"
"This...we are so stupid." Chris Ding blushed: "Zeda said that someone reported that one of us was a spy from the Alison Empire and wanted to take us to the palace for investigation."
"Then let him bring the Forbidden Demon Bracelet with you?"
"They are all imperial guards, we don't want to cause trouble for the teacher." Chris Ding smiled bitterly.
"Oh... I just fell asleep, but I was woken up by you!" Riska opened her eyes.
"You haven't slept?"
"How can I sleep? Do you think anyone can be like you?" Riska sighed: "An Fei, I admire you more and more. In this case, you can still be like a ok person."
"Eat a full meal to fight with strength, sleep well to make accurate judgments, and you will do it in the future."
"Then you judge, when will we meet the teacher?" Risca asked. Although they were rescued by An Fei, he didn't feel much safe when he was with An Fei. Who made them mess with the old lunatic Philip? The strength of the two sides is too different. Only when the teacher is found can the teacher protect them.
"Don't worry, we are rushing to find the teacher, just looking for death! It's better to find a secret place to settle down first and then let someone contact the teacher, so that it's safe." An Fei smiled.
"Okay, let's listen to you." Riska nodded and took out the water bag. As soon as he opened the bottle plug, the carriage suddenly bumped. Riska, who was so sleepy that his mind was swollen, did not hold the water bag. The water bag fell to the ground with a bang, and clear water immediately poured out from it.
The waters did not have much impact on others, and Niako was in trouble. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw several people looking down at her, while she was lying on the ground and cried out in a scream.
"Miss, are you awake?" Riska smiled with a flattering smile. He had already hidden the water capsule behind him, for fear that Niya would find the clue.
"Yeah." Niya rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Where have we been?"
"Zubin, where are you?" Riska acted as a melody.
"It's about to reach the fork in the road."
Chapter completed!