Fate is mysterious and impermanent, but it seems to be destined in the dark. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tang Meng had already run out of the town, and at this moment, looking at the long line chasing after him behind him, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, but he still sped up again, and it seemed to disappear into the forest.

A large number of adventurers were dumbfounded, this person seemed to be very familiar with the terrain here, and this forest was so big, Tang Meng disappeared all of a sudden, and it was not a big deal for them to think about it, so everyone remembered their original purpose. Tang Meng observed these mercenaries and adventurers from a tree, trying to see something from them.

"Hey, what are you chasing this kid for, I'm going to find Goddess Fuya to get an autograph. A stout mercenary patted himself on the head, turned around and left the group.

This mercenary should be a reckless type, and he didn't have any role like command just now, so there shouldn't be anything

"No, I'm going to have to shake Miss Fuya's hand. A lewd-looking thief muttered under his breath.

Tang Meng recognized at a glance at this moment, this person was the most ruthless person who threw the flying knife just now, and the knives were all aimed at Tang Meng's feet very horizontally, but fortunately, Tang Meng's reaction speed was fast.

"Is that a prophecy? Or something, we'll have to go back and ask clearly, it's going to be about the future of the continent of Goblis. A richly dressed magician muttered to himself, and stopped a few magicians nearby.

Tang Meng could see that he was one of the few people who did not fall into fanaticism, and he was also the leader of those magicians, thinking that his magic attainments were not low, but fortunately he didn't make a move on Tang Meng. But he seemed to be interested in the last words of the bard Fuya, and kept his head bowed in contemplation.

Unfortunately, when those people returned to the town, they had already seen the bard Fuya.

When Tang Meng was sure that everyone was gone, he jumped down from the tall tree, landed lightly on the ground, and patted the dust on his clothes.

"Is this nosy?" Tang Meng asked himself softly.

"You're nosy. A young voice came.

Tang Meng instantly became vigilant, frowning, his eyes looked around but he didn't find anyone. As a result, in a tree not far away, a black hole-like vortex appeared, and a man fell out of it. It really fell straight down and fell to the ground, causing countless leaves to fall again.

"Oh, this space magic is really hard. The man grumbled.

Tang Meng saw that he was dressed in black, and instantly thought of the killer organization, but this should be a big cloak magic cloak, and there was a magician's logo on his chest, which should have been given by the Academy of Magic, so Tang Meng planned to wait and see what happened.

"Hey, I say, why don't you come and help me?" the magician complained, his voice clear.

Seeing that Tang Meng still didn't move, he got up by himself, and took off his black hat, revealing an angry face.

Tang Meng saw that it was a very delicate-looking boy, with short blonde hair clinging to his fair face, and big eyes and long eyelashes, all of which made him look a little feminine. And the hand that stretched out from the magician's sleeve was too white and delicate. In Huaxiaguo's words, of course such a cute boy is.

"Hmph, why are you so rude, I'm Mosca, the heir of the great magician Morin!" said the magician named Mosca triumphantly.

Tang Meng didn't answer, but instead swept around coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Come out, since your companions are exposed, why do you want to hide?"

There was a stumbling moment, and a figure came out of the grass not far away with steady steps, and it was not concealed, and its upright figure looked bright and upright.

"Now that you can see my whereabouts, you're very good. A woman's voice said, but the tone was very majestic, giving Tang Meng a feeling of a female hero.

The result did not disappoint Tang Meng, and what came out was a woman wearing a fiery red heavy armor, her height was even half a head taller than Tang Meng, her figure was slender and toned, it was hard to imagine that she looked strong and maintained a good figure at the same time.

Tang Meng was even more vigilant at the moment, because as long as Tang Meng saw her, he could feel a powerful force rushing towards her, because she was tall and slender, her appearance was beautiful, she was wearing fiery red armor like a beating flame, and on her back was a heavy sword that seemed to be not light, and the whole person looked heroic.

The heavy sword light exposed the hilt, giving Tang Meng a sense of oppression, Tang Meng secretly praised, it was really a rare good sword!

"Also, Mosca, didn't the adventurer's code say that don't reveal your identity, that's stupid. The female warrior said.

Suddenly, Mosca seemed to be frightened, and did not dare to argue and hurriedly returned to the back of the female warrior, and then the female warrior glanced at Tang Meng with appreciative eyes, and then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, what exactly is your purpose?" Tang Meng couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, just look at a few of the guys who came to get the Divine Spring. The speed is very good, you don't know what the strength is? You?" said the female warrior and left.

Tang Meng looked thoughtfully at the female warrior who had left, as well as her partner next to her, Mosca, who was seriously incompatible with her because of her height. Originally, they were still brave male warriors and petite female magicians, but these two people looked as if their roles were completely reversed.

"Flame fighting spirit, heh, but this spatial magic seems to be more interesting. Tang Meng said as he embarked on the road back to the town.

The forest was calm again, as if no one had ever come, and the autumn wind blew again, blowing up the fallen leaves under the feet of the female warrior just now, but there were traces of what had been scorched on the fallen leaves.

At this time, at Flax's house, Flax opened the door and looked at Liz in surprise, to be precise, the bard Fuya behind Liss.

"Lis, is this?" asked Flax uneasily, for the woman was too beautiful and hazy, and the beauty made one doubt her authenticity.

"Oh, father, this is the man of the world who just sang in the town, Miss Fuya. Marr said, closing the door, for fear that the fanatical fans would find out.

"Oh, it's Miss Fuya, the artist, please take a seat, please take a seat. Linen said attentively. Flax thought to himself that this matter would be blowing with the neighbors for a while.

Fuya nodded and sat down.

"Come, come, drink, drink. Flax poured another glass of water and handed it over.

"Uh, thanks. Fuya said awkwardly, looking at this person her father's age, which made her a little embarrassed.

As a result, Mar was still understanding, and drove his father directly into the room. Then the hall was left with Lis, Fuya, and Mar.

Fuya looked around at the slightly rudimentary room, and then at the simple furniture. When he finally looked at Mar, his eyes filled with unconcealed admiration and ecstasy.

"Fate still favors us. Fuya thought secretly.

Liz looked at the bard and frowned, feeling that she didn't look too much like a poet in the traditional sense......

(To be continued.) )