The Black Mountain little demon immediately reacted and leaned against Caisangren calmly. At this time, the two were walking on the wide port avenue. As long as they were not fools, they would not have the idea of ​​sneak attack. The level 40 guards patrolling nearby were not decorations. The Black Mountain little demon knew that Caisangren had outstanding perception attributes, so he must have noticed something, but pretended to look around inadvertently, and found nothing.

"I saw them when I came out of the Temple of Tyr, and I have been following them until now." The Caisang man pulled the Black Mountain Little Demon and trotted a few steps and entered the alley beside him.

"Are you a player?" The Black Mountain demon pulled out the long sword at his waist, took off his shield and hid in Yin Shadow. Although the tracking in the game was also attributed to hostile behavior, it was not a problem if it was a little bit despicable. Fang Yi often did such things. However, now the two were about to find Turner, and they had to find a way to solve the stalker.

"It looks like a NPC dress, there are two people," Caisang man posed a blessing technique and a magic weapon to the Black Mountain demon (it cannot increase the direct damage of the weapon, but it can increase destructive power, such as easier to penetrate armor, etc.), and took two steps back and stood behind the warrior.

The visitor was quite cautious. Although he lost his goal, he still kept his footsteps very lightly, but this could not be hidden from the high-perception priest. The Caisang man listened to the footsteps running from the other side to the corner, and gently patted the Black Mountain Little Demon.

The warrior who was leading the army was obviously very anxious and rushed straight to the corner. Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the corner. The two people collided with each other, and two "-1" damage numbers emerged from the top of their heads.

Without giving the other party time to react, the Black Mountain demon was holding a long sword and stabbed. The sword was more than three feet long. The most comfortable distance for the stabbing movement was actually two feet away. However, at this time, the other party was not prepared at all. The portal in front was opened, and the opportunity should not be lost and no longer came!

Although it was a little awkward, with all his strength, the sword stabbed into the opponent's lower abdomen smoothly. The sound of the sword blade rubbing through the opponent's mail was unbearable. The Black Mountain Demon turned his wrist and his speed forward did not decrease. He turned around directly, and his heavy shield swung high, slapped directly at another person's face.

The Black Mountain Demon's right hand was still holding the handle of the long sword. With this movement, the number representing the secondary damage was whizzing on the warrior's head. The two people following him had recovered from the gods. The warrior reached out to grab the Black Mountain Demon's arm, and the other hand pulled the big sword behind him. The lizardman thief behind him had already pulled out two daggers and was about to dodge the warrior's shield.

But they were destined to not be able to do what they wanted. At this time, the Sansang Cairen, who was hiding in Yin's shadow, had already raised his staff, and a gray-black light flashed by, "Command Technique-Ding!"

Almost at the same time, the lizardman thief who had leaned toward the side of the Black Mountain Demon felt tight and loose. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for the two who had cooperated with the tacit understanding. The lizardman was blocked and was staggered, and then he felt a giant thing attacking in front of him.

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", the clever but weak lizardman thief was directly hit by the steel shield. The bright green nosebleed was sprayed out more than three feet away. With a strange scream, he fell to the ground and entered a state of dizziness. The Black Mountain demon broke free from the warrior who tried to grab his own hand with one hand. He turned around lightly and retreated to the falling thief. At the same time, the trampling skill had already covered the ground around the warrior.

The damage of the two-level trampling was still as low as ever, but the slowdown effect had been triggered. The Black Mountain Demon's long sword had already swung to the thief's neck. The warrior hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to rescue his teammates or kill the unprotected priest.

Two seconds later, when the warrior made up his mind and rushed towards the priest with a 20% slowdown, the second spell of the Sand Crafter had already taken shape, and the ray of the panic technique accurately killed the warrior who rushed straight over. The other party's face immediately turned pale and he couldn't help but run to the side.

The silence thief is the most fragile creature in "Miracle", not to mention that the sword is still a powerful warrior. The Black Mountain demon got rid of the thief in a few seconds, and chased the warrior who ran into the corner with his long sword. Soon, the warrior who came to his senses saw the warrior carrying a long sword covered with green blood, and the elf priest who had already replaced it with a mace and a shield.

"Who sent you?" The Black Mountain demon and the Caisang man squeezed the stalker into the corner, "We don't have time to talk nonsense to you, tell your purpose, or be your friends!"

The blood on the Black Mountain Demon's long sword dripped on the ground, splashing into scattered blood. The warrior swallowed his saliva, and his face was full of madness. "The betrayal here is more painful than death!" The warrior lifted his big sword and rushed into the gap between the two. What greeted him was a small piece of blood stained steel shield and a shimmering mace. (Unlike players who can adjust the bloodiness of the battle, fighting in the eyes of NPCs is really bloody)

"It would be great if there were these people in reality who were so loyal, but they were all squash~" The Black Mountain little demon proudly picked up the silver coins dropped by the other party and put them in his pocket.

"The power of faith is always more than we imagined, whether it is justice or evil. Xiaoyao, don't be careless. This is just a few gangsters, but I don't know which force it belongs to." Caisang reminded the Black Mountain little demon while hanging a white wooden shield behind his back. "There may be a battle next, check the potion in the belt."

The two quickly left the battle site, found a place to sort out their luggage, and then they reappeared on the road.

The southwest corner of West Gate belongs to a slum area, while the straight Oak Street is the main road of the slum area. However, the low shacks and ragged residents on both sides make it impossible to associate this place with Warthog Street, the main road of the rich area on the east side of the city.

Everyone who first arrives in Ximen is somewhat unaccustomed to the fact that the most prosperous street in Ximen has such a name, but in no time, the name Warthog Street will become synonymous with their status and wealth, just like Oak Street in poverty and chaos.

The Sang-Caishen and the Black Mountain Demon walked on the bumpy stone street, bypassing the dirty stains on the ground. The residents on both sides secretly glanced at the two people on the street, trying to hide their bodies in a darker place. The Sang-Caishen understood why this was the case. The two's exquisite weapons and exquisitely crafted adventurer equipment were too expensive for those who lived here - strangers meant danger in the slums.

The Black Mountain Demon frowned and observed the dilapidated house, feeling a little sad. At this time, the figure of a begging boy on the side of the road entered the Black Mountain Demon's sight. His thin body sat on the cold stone slab, staring at the two strangers on the street in a daze.
Chapter completed!