With Yiran's help, the elemental power on Wuye's wound dissipated at an extremely fast speed.

Although there were still streaks of blood oozing out from those hideous wounds.

But after the elemental burn that was like rotting bone maggots dissipated, the magic power in Wuye's body was finally able to suppress the deterioration of the injury, and the whole person's energy began to become vigorous.

But after a while, Wuye's injuries recovered by more than 20%.

Just looking at this recovery speed, Yiran knew that this guy was terrifying and often injured.

Otherwise, judging from the magician's physical condition, let alone recovering so quickly, he might not be able to survive until now.

Suddenly, Wuye opened his eyes, looked straight at Yiran outside the flower bud, and said excitedly:

"You actually discovered my hiding place, you actually found something unusual about this flower bud!"

If it weren't for the injuries all over his body, Wuye, who was extremely excited, might have jumped up.

One is sitting and the other is lying down, their eyes looking at each other across the space.

After a moment of silence, Wuye spoke first: "How did you discover me?"

Yiran "looked" into Wuye's eyes and said in a deep voice: "The petals of this flower are dyed red by your blood. As long as you use your mental power to carefully examine it, you will eventually be able to find you in the bud."

There was a heavy look in Wuye's eyes. As a space magician who is rare to see in a century, what he is most proud of is hiding and elusive movement.

Being able to escape with one's life under the siege of eight spiritual monks who were no weaker than themselves was something that many people could be proud of.

But who is he?

It’s Wuye who possesses space magic!

"The unique space magic has ended up like this when faced with eight old guys of the same level."

"Since God has given me unique space magic, why not let me find the inheritance of space magic!"

"There are so many Jedi and so many secret realms, and I have been searching for them for more than ten years, but in the end it was all in vain."

Yiran looked at the self-pitying Wuye with strange eyes and asked, "Do you still remember me?"

Wuye was stunned, looked into Yiran's eyes, and said doubtfully: "Should I know you?"

Yiran's mental power suddenly turned into a bayonet, stabbing into Wuye's mind.

The pain that was more severe than the injuries on his body made Wuye almost jump up and cursed:

"You bitch, since you saved me and healed my wounds, don't do all these things. If you have anything to say, just say it and let it go."

"I'll give you a hint, six years ago, the Royal Palace of the Wind and Fire Principality."

Wuye's eyes narrowed and he said in horror: "You are that child!"

Then Wuye's eyes became confused and he murmured:

"It only took you six years to reach the level of a great warrior from the level of a great warrior."

"This kind of cultivation speed is much faster than mine, so what's the point of my space magic?"

Wuye, who was confused, clenched his fists and beat the ground over and over again, roaring:

"Why!"

"Why!"

Seeing Wuye who was almost emotionally collapsed, Yiran then asked:

"Then why do you want to kill me?"

Wuye looked at Yiran again with confused eyes, and said with a weak smile: "Why else, of course it's for the reward!"

"A normal assassination of a magister would cost Wu Zong only a few thousand gold coins, but as for you, you are just a great samurai, and the reward on the black market is as high as tens of thousands of gold coins."

"How many high -end spiritual materials can you buy tens of thousands of gold coins, how many high -end spiritual materials can you buy!"

Looking at the almost hysterical night, Yi Ran stopped talking.

The situation in Donglai City today can be described as a night.

His purpose of seizing treasure maps is to find the inheritance of space magic.

However, it is found that the magical method contained in the treasure map is the forging technique of Wu Xiu.

Coupled with being blocked by the strong man in Donglai City, he gave up the treasure map to repeat countless scattered cities.

It is not a difficult thing to have a space magic, just re -engraving a treasure collection picture.

After groaning for a long while, Yi Ran said:

"Once you were attacked and killed a line, but now you have received the benefit of your merit."

"Even if this is not your original intention, but the one of them is pecking, it will not escape the cause and effect."

"So the contradiction between us before was canceling, but recently I saved you a life, how can you repay me?"

"The life of the space is still valuable, and you have the original version of the treasure map of the saint."

Night's eyes changed from confusion to disdain. Looking at Yi Ran lowly, he said: "You don't save Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can also escape from the sky."

"Just wait for three or five days, Lao Tzu can also wake up. After a half of the half -inch, you can even swing out of Donglai City."

"Save me, how can you say it? You just picked a flower!"

Yi Ran pinched his sleeves and gently rubbed his sleeves, looking at the rogue of night, and asked with a smile: "Haven't you asked about the name of the name of the surname?"

Twisted his head without night, humming: "No night!"

"No night? I think it is more suitable for you. The space is a magician, the spirit is strong, and the person is rescued and not acknowledged."

"If I am, I do n’t say that Eungong, who has saved his life, is grateful to Dade. At least you have to take out some sincerity."

"Lingjie strong, ten kinds of six -order spiritual materials are not too much!"

Hearing Yi Ran's ridicule, he turned his head indignantly without night: "You, you, you ..."

It's just that you didn't have you for a long time.

His face also became like a frosty eggplant, and his voice was not so straightforward: "Do you know how rare ten six -order spiritual materials are and how much gold coins are worth?"

"Do you know how many backgrounds I have accumulated through so many secrets? It is really a family of the family who speaks without back pain!"

Looking at the irritable night, Yi Ran did not refute but did not continue. Instead, he immediately transferred the topic:

"Space magic is the existence of all conventional magic and even mutation magic. How can you become so weak?"

"I know a friend of an ice -based magician, and I don't talk about fighting one more than one."

When I heard such ridiculous, I couldn't bear it anymore without night. I became crazy again, and I stood up and roared when I supported the ground with both hands:

"Can't see that I can still keep my life in the hands of the Eight Lingjie strong! I didn't hear Lao Tzu just said, there is no inheritance, no inheritance."

"I don't have the inheritance of the magic in Lao Tzu!"

Listening to the roar in the hysterical night, Yi Ran still didn't mean to bypass him, and continued:

"I also encountered a lot of people with self -made magic, condensed by wind elements, and a cage composed of firewalls.

In the face of Yi Ran's wave of bruises, the night finally lost, and closed his eyes directly:

"How many magic of Lao Tzu will be self -made!"

"Space cut", "dimension space", "space wall", "space jump", "instant movement".

"The whole five magic magic was realized by Lao Tzu himself."

"So what!"

"How about that?" Wu Ye repeated again.

"Space cutting space walls are nothing but the use of space power, bad reviews!"

"Space jump and instant movement are also the basic understanding of space, bad reviews!"

"What you are now in is the so -called dimension space, you also need to be pinned in tangible things, it is also a bad review!"

"There is only one aggressive in the five magic, and it is a bad review in the bad review!"

"It is the five magic, which is actually the simplest application of space, so the so -called self -made magic is only bad reviews!"

Lying on the ground without night, I have given up the resistance.

Because he was very clear in his heart, the guy outside the bud said, there was no problem.

Although there are ridicule, there is no degradation.

Looking at the ground lying on the ground, it was like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water without the night. Yi Ran raised his brows and asked with a smile:

"Don't you want to turn over?"

There was no night opened his eyes, and a touch of touch was revealed in his eyes, but then he closed his eyes again:

"Don't think that Lao Tzu is so cheating. I want to pass me out of a big cake."

"The inheritance of the space is magic. Lao Tzu has never given up his search since he traveled from the age of ten. He has not heard of the inheritance of the Space Department of Magic."

"Even the magician of the last life of this world, Lao Tzu hasn't heard his message so far."
To be continued...