The white linen was rolled in the air, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a group of white crows, with red eyes, crackling with wings, croaking and screaming, spitting out acid and poisonous smoke all over the sky, and sharp crows claws grabbed them all over the head.
The moment of peace brought by the meditation mantra is broken in an instant.
Screams, screams, and angry shouts, mixed with the messy spells of the country wizards, flew around in this small bar, creating a bizarre picture with broken wine bottles, overflowing wine and burning wood.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the bar owner quietly flipped a secret door behind the bar counter and wanted to sneak away.
"Emodoo!"
Accompanied by a slightly annoying sound, a gray dog suddenly appeared in the corner of the bar and the wine kitchen, like a whirlwind, biting the middle-aged wizard's ankle.
A scream came.
The bar owner fell heavily on the edge of the secret door.
At the same time, three spells rose from the cat-faced hunter's magic book—
"The wind and rain will be eliminated, and the birds and mice will be eliminated!"
"The heavens are coming to an end, and it is better!"
"Silently think about it!"
A guardian spell drove away the flying white crows, and at the same time supported several light films of varying thickness, separating the Yusin Hunting Team, bar guests and bar owners; a net spell emerged from the void, gathering the crows into a ball and hanging under the ceiling; and a meditation spell to reassure other guests who were in chaos.
"Ge Zhiqianxi, Shi is with this guy!"
Several vines grew out of the wooden wine kitchen and bar table, flexibly shuttled under the witch who fell to the ground, and in a moment he tied him tightly and tied him to the cabinet.
The edamame relaxed, shook its tail, and happily circled around Zheng Qing's feet.
Zheng Qing scratched its ears, and then he tilted his head and looked at Fatty Xin who had just drunk a glass of ‘special frog juice’. He couldn’t hide his anger in words:
"You're fine, are you guessing that there's something wrong with his drink? You're not going to die?"
The fat wizard put his hand between his collar and neck, and worked hard to touch it for a while. Finally, he pinched a fat bug and shook it in front of his captain like a show-off: "I have wanted to try this thing for a long time... and I have a clear mind. Such a broken place and this level of wizard can't afford to use too high-level poison... I have a nose."
He was holding a magic leech. Like the cat-faced mask, it was a special equipment provided by the Tribute Sword for the hunting team that performed the mission. This kind of demon insect can absorb most of the poisons and some small curses that infiltrate the wizard's body. Like the group of elves Zheng Qingyang, they are all magic creatures of the alchemy creatures.
At this moment, the originally translucent leech in the fat wizard's hand had turned into a light blue color, but I don't know if it was because of the fat man's plasma or because of the poison in the frog juice.
Zheng Qing shook his head slightly, pressed a little dissatisfaction, and then mentioned another thing:
"How did you see that he had a problem?"
"Don't sue me, you didn't see it!"
The fat wizard was very modest, but he couldn't hide his pride in his eyes. He expressed his thoughts: "The name of the store is very problematic, and everyone should know where we are chasing the black wizard... I just don't want to go back and forth, so I just sold him a flaw. If he bites the hook, we can save some trouble so that we won't run back and forth; if he is really innocent, we've been busy all day and not for a few minutes, and we'll never be wrong with working with a full stomach."
This idea is quite a "win-win".
"Don't talk nonsense, are there any magic leeches?"
A light yellow light film cracked, and Dylan's slightly anxious voice came from it: "The venom spit out by those white crows is quite complicated, the snake oil and feces are not effective, and it is too late to temporarily apply antidote... My magic leech is full, who else has any extra?"
"I have."
Blue Bird said nothing, raised his hand and threw out a little stream of light.
"What should he do?"
Xiao Xiao looked at the middle-aged wizard hanging on the wine kitchen: "According to the agreement between the school and the Three-Chain Sword, when we interrogate, we need a formal staff member with the Three-Chain Sword to be present... If you don't want to fill out a lot of documents afterwards."
Zheng Qing took out his pocket watch, picked up the case, and took a look at the time.
"It's getting late, and I don't know how long it will take to wait for people from London to come." He made a decision almost immediately: "As long as we are urgent, let's try it first... Have we brought real vomiting agent? Do you want to knock him out?"
Bang!
The fat wizard snapped his fingers dullly, took out a small bottle of transparent liquid with great enthusiasm, and shook it in front of his captain: "The Three-Fork Sword's warehouse manager is very generous. I have prepared the potions for common tasks, including deformation potions, invisible potions and the wolf poison potions Dylan needs... I calculated that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will be Dylan's 'day'... Don't you feel that his temper has become more and more irritable these two days?"
"Why don't I know that I need wolf poison when I perform my mission?" A cold voice suddenly sounded behind the fat wizard. Dylan was holding two chubby black leeches in his hand, as if he was about to squeeze them out in the next second.
The fat wizard shrank his neck and ran to the prisoner, giving him real medicine.
Xiao Xiao reminded a member of an emotionally unstable member at the right time: "Magic leeches are affiliated with the alchemy products controlled by the alliance. Each black market price is more than twenty jade coins, and there is no market price all year round. The internal price of the three-fork sword is also ten jade coins per one, and..."
Pa, pa.
Dylan pinched the two little bugs without any attention, and the light black mucus splashed everywhere. As the young master of O'Brien and Tapot's families, Dylan's wallet has always been very bulging.
"... and the school will deduct the practical assessment scores of people who have damaged public property as appropriate based on the task details." Dr. Xiao Da silently held up the glasses that did not exist on the mask and added slowly.
Mr. Vampire werewolf's arm hanging in the air froze slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at the short witch: "Is there still a deduction of credits? Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"I said it at least twice before performing the mission." Zheng Qing had a rare opportunity to explain something to Xiao Xiao, and at this moment he quickly reconciled: "But it's not your fault for this matter. Let's make a report afterwards... The fat man has given him a real spit. Let's hear if there is any key information!"
"It seems like you have written a report." Xiao Xiao complained behind him.
Before the wine kitchen.
The captive who took the powerful spitting agent had been lifted from the binding curse by the fat wizard. He was leaning against the counter, sitting softly on the floor, his eyes were dull, his cheeks were loose, and a trace of turbid saliva flowed from the corners of his slightly opened mouth.