After returning from Zuihonglou, it took more than an hour to treat Su Mengdie's soul poison. When the woman took the clothes handed over by Guo Lin and shyly closed the door. Time was approaching midnight.
Guo Lin was not sleepy. When he practiced to his level, sleeping was optional. But more often, his work and rest time was the same as that of ordinary people. He ate and went to bed. When he returned to his room, Guo Lin had just sat on the bed and planned to rest for a while. A sound of unheard footsteps came from the window.
The soul power at the soul refining level opened, and things within ten miles were clearly presented in Guo Lin's mind.
When he saw several masked men in black in a hidden corner outside Mingdu Inn, sneakily stepping on the wall and climbing over to the roof, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Guo Lin's mouth, "I didn't expect it to be here so soon." Putting on a hat, Guo Lin disappeared silently in the room.
Mingdu Inn is a four-story building, and the room where Guo Lin and his friends live is a two-story building. These people are covered in their faces, but they have nowhere to hide in front of Guo Lin, who has super strong soul power.
Guo Lin recognized that one of the men in black was the servant of An's family who came to provoke outside the inn in the evening, that is, Zhang Long. The others were strangers. Judging from the breath, in addition to Zhang Long, this group of people were all martial artists and mages above. It seems that this person named Zhang Long was just a guide.
I really don’t cry until I see the coffin. Guo Lin shook his head and even let him go in the evening.
On the dark red glazed tiles on the top floor, a group of six people were hunched and moved carefully. "Guardian, they will live here." Zhang Long lowered his voice. To be honest, he was afraid of seeing the man in the hat again. The two giant ape-like corpse spirits at the end were scared to him so much that he almost became incontinent on the spot. However, the master ordered him to lead the way, so he had to obey.
Zhang Long's regret was not so reckless at the beginning. At most, he could lie about military affairs and say that the two women around the man in the hat were too much. He believed that if he didn't do anything, others would stand up. The one who was unlucky would not be himself. Moreover, because he had not messed with this unknown person, Young Master An might even praise himself for his intelligence, cleverness, and knowing how to treat people as guns.
It's too late to say anything now. He looked at the six powerful An family guards, but still felt uneasy. One night, since he was forcibly arranged for this night attack mission, his eyebrows kept jumping and never stopped. "Anyway, it's not my turn to fight in the end. I have to find an excuse to sneak away later." Zhang Long thought silently.
A man in black with a long braid tied to the back of his head, holding a black iron sword in one hand and a glass tiles in the other. He was like a stalker in the darkness. There was a light that only a strong man could have in his eyes.
He didn't look back and lowered his voice, "Yeah. Do you know which room they live in?" This man's name is Annan. He has a high status among the An family guards, and his strength has reached the level of an intermediate martial artist. He is among the top three among the nearly 100 An family guards. He is also the leader of this group of people. The other five people who followed him in black are three Thunder wizards and two initial martial artists. Among the Thunder wizards, one of the middle-level mages is only one line worse than Annan, and the other two are initial mages.
Mingdu Inn has a total of four floors. Except for the first floor, which is a restaurant for meals, the other three floors are all guest rooms. There are 20 guest rooms in each floor. If you look for one room at a time, you will definitely be alerted. This will not be able to achieve the effect of sneak attacks.
Annan felt that even if such a team met the summoner with a corpse spirit head-on, it would be enough to kill him. But it would be absolutely right to be careful. If he could easily kill him in his sleep, it would be better.
"Guard An, I don't know which room they are. Or I'll go down to the shopkeeper and ask." Zhang Long said nervously. As a servant, his status is very low in front of the family guards.
An Nan's heart was blocked, and his face covered with black scarf frowned. He turned his head and felt quite impatient: "Hasn't you been here? Why don't you know where he lives?"
Zhang Long felt wronged. He didn't have the chance at that time. He went to provoke others as soon as he met. As a result, he summoned the corpse spirit after saying a few words. Zhang Long felt that if he had said a few more words, it would not be as simple as breaking his legs in the end.
My legs were broken and I could cure it with the ointment. At least I was still alive now. If I offend the summoner again, I might be slapped by the corpse spirit. It would be a loss of life.
Zhang Long was embarrassed and showed a flattering smile under the black scarf. "Guardian An, wait for a moment, and I'll go."
As soon as he turned around, he was immediately stopped by Annan. The latter said in an inquiring tone: "Wait a minute, in the evening, did he really summon two corpse spirits?"
"Yes. Guard An. What?"
"It's nothing, I'll just confirm it. You go down." The summoner can summon three monsters at the same time. An Nan thought to himself, I don't know what the demon pet that the summoner has not summoned yet? If it is also a corpse spirit, then that's fine. There are so many people on our side, each of the three martial artists dragged one corpse spirit, and the other three Thunder wizards dealt with him at the same time, then he would definitely die.
I am afraid that the third monster he hid was stronger than the corpse spirit. This is a variable. If the third monster is so powerful that it is terrifying to kill a martial artist in one claw, it would be bad. Guard An carefully planned.
Suddenly, he felt a little ridiculous. The summoner could summon three monsters with no strength than him. In order to pursue higher combat power, most summoners would summon monsters with equal strength as they were. No matter how high they were, they would not be able to summon. The summoned monsters were less powerful and would not be willing to give up. So in his opinion, the strength of the target tonight was very likely to be the level of the mage at the beginning.
Thinking of this, he became more stable. He looked at Zhang Long quietly, tiptoed to the edge of the roof, and jumped gently from the fourth floor. The five of them looked at each other, conveyed their eyes, and then quietly waited.
If these poor people knew their goal, they would be someone who could easily take out a storm suit that they would never dare to dream of, and change to a singer. They would definitely not have such a stupid idea.
Even if they really only have the first-level mage, they fly in the dark night sky with their storm suits, and they are invincible first. However, some tragedies often start with ignorance.
After waiting for a long time, Zhang Long didn't necessarily come back. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that they began to become impatient. "What's going on? Zhang Long's business is so unreliable. Xiaoshi, go down and take a look." Under the roof, the lights shot out of the inn were dim. Because it was midnight, there was almost no figure on the street. A bamboo pole with a blue flag stood lonely next to the street, and the words on it could no longer be seen clearly.
Suddenly Annan had an ominous premonition.
"Yes." The black-clothed man named Xiaoshi was a Thunder wizard. He was also impatient with the procrastination of his servants. After so long, he couldn't even handle the shopkeeper. He responded, gently tapped his toes on the tiles, and then added a wind-type magic to his body. He suddenly felt as light as a swallow, as if he had used light skills, and floated down.
There was no sound of footsteps falling to the ground.
"Little Stone's light wind magic is really good. I have the power of six or seven." The person who spoke was black in the middle level of the mage. In order to avoid exposure, from where everyone was, they could not see the first floor of Mingdu Inn.
Immediately, someone flattered me and said, "It's Brother Gou that taught me well. Unfortunately, I'm a martial artist and can't learn magic, otherwise I'd learn from Brother Gou."
Senior Brother Gou was very happy to hear it, but waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "It's just a trick, there's nothing to learn. Shu, whisper, stop talking."
Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed... Time passed little by little, but the Thunder Mage still did not return. At midnight, the dark clouds in the sky swallowed the moon. The top floor was covered with five fingers, and it was pitch black.
"What's wrong." A low voice sounded, Annan was talking. The voice was solemn. Everyone turned around and saw his forehead twisted into a "three". "Brother An, what?"
Annan ranks third in martial arts among the Anjia family guards, and everyone respectfully calls him An San Ge. Just like a man named Gou, he is called Gou Fourth Brother.
The atmosphere was a little solidified. Annan felt like a big rock was pressed on his chest, heavy. His breathing became a little rapid. Suddenly, a cold wind blew by, causing him to shivered all over. Logically, his strength reached the level of an intermediate martial artist, and his ability to keep cold was very good. But he really felt the cold air and the cold from the bottom of his heart.
"It's not the cold air, but...be careful."
"Is it murderous aura right?" A cold voice suddenly sounded on the roof, and then a "sweet" sound, a figure holding a thunderous light appeared behind everyone out of thin air. He was wearing a black dress, which was integrated with this dark night. The front and the tilted hat downward covered his face, making Annan and others unable to see his appearance.
"Who are you?" The four of them were shocked at the same time. The man in the hat appeared silently behind him, but he didn't notice it at all. In an instant, cold sweat remained on his face. The words were asked by An Nan, but in the next second, he realized that the man in the hat was the person he was looking for today.
Feeling the terrifying energy transmitted from the thunder in the man in the hat, the four of them covered in black scarfs, fear emerged on their faces. A sense of absurdity that could not be resisted in their hearts arises. Annan suppressed the panic in his heart: "You are not a summoner."
I saw a man in black robe wearing a hat on his head shrugging and said indifferently: "I have never said I am."
As soon as he finished speaking, all four black-clad faces were pulled off for no reason, revealing four fearful and horrified faces.
The lightning light in the hand of the man in the hat was gently thrown up like a small ball. A strong light flashed in the dark air, and then four thunders suddenly struck down from the sky.
The four thunders seemed to have eyes, accurately piercing them through the four people's heads.