In the lower reaches of the Blood River, the undead gathered here are far less dense than those in the upper reaches, with only a few dozen sparsely scattered around.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew by, bringing with it bursts of refreshing breath.
This breeze is normal outside, but when it appears in the mountains of the undead that are full of death and resentment, it seems a little too weird.
Sure enough, when the breeze approached the Blood River, it suddenly turned into pieces of cyan wind blades, and each dead body was cut into pieces in an instant.
In the jungle not far away, a graceful figure walked out.
This is a enchanting woman, with a stunning face inlaid with exquisite facial features, her eyes are sparkling and charming, and her pupils are actually a rare blue.
Generally speaking, blue is a cool color and it is difficult for people to feel warm. However, this blue color is strangely charming and charming. It is really a miracle.
The woman was wearing a very ordinary-looking blue magic robe. The loose magic robe could not cover up the majesty of her chest.
The magic robe reaches to the knees, but the skin below the knees is completely exposed. The milky white skin and round calves make people want to hold them and take a bite.
She held a staff with five crystal nuclei inlaid on the top. The one in the center was the size of a baby's fist and emitted a hazy green light.
The woman walked to the Blood River and ignored several rolling undead beads. She waved her staff and moved her lips slightly. Suddenly, a violent tornado formed, and the water of the Blood River rose into the sky along with the tornado.
Corpses, various unknown blood river creatures, hard-to-find gems and jade beads, etc. were all spinning in the tornado.
The woman's clothes were fluttering, and her plum-colored hair was messy and flying, but she remained motionless, her eyes seemed to be looking for something.
After a long time, the woman sighed softly, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Just when the woman was about to remove the magic, her eyes suddenly moved, the staff was lightly drawn, and a disheveled figure was immediately lifted out of the tornado by a strong force.
"Ouch... Girl, help me get this damn ugly fish away." As soon as the figure landed on the ground, he shouted loudly. It turned out that on his body, a weird big fish that was almost as long as him was opening a sharp mouth.
His teeth wanted to bite his head to bits, and an iron sword in his hand was pressing into the mouth of the strange fish. Otherwise, he would have been the food of the strange fish.
The woman was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a situation. She couldn't help but giggle, her voice as sweet as a silver bell. Then she pointed her finger, and a wind arrow instantly pierced the strange fish's head.
Qi Bei kicked the strange fish away, sat up, and gasped: "Thank you, girl, for saving me. Girl... uh, you are so beautiful!"
"Really?" The woman laughed and stroked her hair hanging on her chest.
"Of course, my name is Qi Bei. I wonder what the girl's name is?" Qi Bei nodded, but quietly reached out with his left hand behind his back to hold it.
"Enchanting." The woman looked at Qi Bei with interest, but was a little surprised in her heart. She found that although the young man was amazed by her beauty, he was never fascinated by her charm. His eyes,
Still clear.
"Enchanting? Ha, you really live up to your name. Your magic is very powerful. The tornado just now was a high-level magic. You must be a high-level magician." Qi Bei smiled, but the fists behind his back became tighter and tighter.
"Giggle, you have good taste." She smiled coquettishly. She was a high-level magician and this boy said she was a high-level magician.
Magician is a noble profession. Among ten thousand people, it is rare to find a person with magic talent. Even if you have magic talent, there are different levels of talent. Many magicians are only junior magicians throughout their lives.
The levels of magicians are divided into trainee magicians, junior magicians, intermediate magicians, senior magicians, king-level magicians, earth-level magicians, heaven-level magicians, and holy magicians.
The warrior levels representing the grassroots are divided into trainee warriors, junior warriors, intermediate warriors, senior warriors, king warriors, earth warriors, heaven warriors and holy warriors.
"Yaoluo, is there anything to eat?" Qi Bei looked at Yaorao longingly. He spent eight months in dire straits and was worse than a savage.
With an enchanting smile, his fingertips flashed, and several delicious pastries appeared in front of Qi Bei.
Qi Bei's eyes glowed green, and he started to devour the food one by one.
Enchanting looked at Qi Bei like this with a smile on her lips. He was really a strange young man. Judging from the deathly and violent aura on his body, it seemed that he had been in the Undead Mountains for a long time, but there was no magic fluctuation in his body.
His fighting spirit fluctuates, and his smile is very clean, proving that his character has not been affected in any way.
Moreover, it has been a long time since anyone called her by her name so naturally. It should be said that no one dared.
Soon, these pastries, which were enough for her to last for three days, were swallowed up by Qi Bei like a whirlwind.
"It's cool, it turns out that having a good meal is such a happy thing." Qi Bei patted his belly and said with a smile.
Yaorao stepped forward, took out a brocade handkerchief, and gently helped him test the residue at the corner of his mouth.
Qi Bei raised his head in astonishment and met the enchanting pair of beautiful blue eyes. His heart seemed to have suddenly fallen into a ball of cotton, soft and fluttering.
"Is your name really Qi Bei?" Enchanting Rourou asked.
"Of course, my name is Qi Bei. Nord." Qi Bei's eyes were a little confused, but he answered unconsciously.
Qi Bei. Nord? Enchanting glanced at the ancient servant ring in Qi Bei's hand. It turned out that this kid was a direct descendant of the Nord family of the Golden Leaf Dynasty.
"Why did you appear in the Mountains of the Dead?" Yaorao continued to ask.
"I was kidnapped by a necromancer. He died, and I had to survive alone."
"Are you a magician or a warrior?"
"Uh...no, I'm a samurai."
Samurai? Enchanting was stunned, how come she had never heard of it.
"Samurai training or something?"
"Of course it's martial arts."
Enchanting became more and more confused. If she hadn't been confident in her spiritual magic, she would have thought that this boy was playing tricks on her.
"How do you practice?"
"Look at my hands." Qi Bei spread his left hand and said.
Enchanting looked up and saw that Qi Bei's palm was empty. However, she had noticed that he had hidden his left hand behind his back several times before.
"Nothing at all."
"You'll know just by touching it."
Enchanting hesitated for a moment, then touched it gently with her little hand.
Qi Bei's left hand suddenly closed and held her enchanting little hand. Her hand was as soft as water and seemed to melt at the touch of it.
"You really touched her." Qi Bei's confused eyes suddenly became clear, and he looked at Enchanting with a smile.
"You..." Yaorao was startled, and a flash of blue light hit Qi Bei and flew away.
But she didn't notice that the moment her little hand was held by Qi Bei, a golden light flashed across his palm, and her middle finger also felt numb inexplicably.
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