Back then, in the world of Sadeya, when Zuo Yi had just been promoted to the Great Knight, he received an important task to single-handedly hunt down an evil dark wizard.

After a fierce battle, he threw his sword at the last minute and pierced the heart of the dark wizard.

I thought I had won the victory, but I didn't expect that this dark wizard's vitality was extremely strong, and after being pierced through the heart, he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, and when Zuo Yi pulled out his long sword, he burst into trouble.

As a result, the dark wizard did not escape, but Zuo Yi almost capsized in the gutter after a big victory, and lay in the hospital bed for more than half a month before recovering.

This incident gave Zuo Yi a very profound lesson, letting him know that first of all, he should not trust his eyes too much, what his eyes see may not be the truth.

The second is that mending the knife is very important, and it is related to the success or failure of life and death.

Finally, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years!

The horse-faced head master in front of him looked dead on the surface, without breathing or heartbeat, and the emergency doctor could only pronounce him dead.

But no matter how skillfully the other party camouflages, he can't hide his own fire of life, and he can't blind Zuo Yi's perception!

To deal with this kind of "pseudo" dead man, Zuo Yi did not use his fists again.

He snapped a small flame out of his fingers.

The size of this flame was only three or four centimeters, and it did not look much different from the flame of an ordinary candle, except that the color was extremely pure.

It silently flew forward five or six meters away, landing on the corpse of the horse-faced head lowerer.

Rumble!

It was like a burning match thrown into a gasoline barrel, and the flames rose into the sky, completely covering the body of the horse-faced head lowerer.

"Ahh

The horse-faced head descender, who originally looked too dead to die, suddenly let out a terrible scream, jumped up and fell heavily, and then there was no sound.

The flame that Zuo Yi popped out condensed the terrifying power of the Holy Rank Douqi, not to mention the flesh and blood, even the body of steel could still be smelted, and the horse-faced head lowering Shi Qing'er who pretended to be dead was burned to the point that there were no ashes left.

Only a wisp of green smoke curled and dissipated into the air in the blink of an eye.

The oath of punishment is complete!

Feeling the surging power from the imprint of faith, Zuo Yi lit a cigarette for himself.

It's time to go home.

Although he has not been away from home for a long time, he misses his loved ones a lot.

Just as Zuo Yi turned around and was about to leave, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dark red rattan cane that fell to the ground.

This is the magic weapon originally used by the Horse-Face Head Lowering Master, which fell when he punched him away.

Zuo Yi thought about it, reached out and grabbed it, and the rattan staff was immediately pulled by an invisible force and flew into his hand.

Without careful observation, Zuo Yi put this rattan cane directly into the spatial ring.

Think of it as a souvenir.

With a flick of the ashes, Zuo Yi stepped out of the messy apse and returned to the front hall through the long corridor.

The front hall was a scene of chaos, a group of people heard the movement and just ran over, some of them jumped like thunder, some were shouting, and some were treating the unconscious on the ground.

"Sassi!"

One of them suddenly spotted Zuo Yi and immediately shouted, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The palace instantly became very quiet, and dozens of people in strange costumes stared at Zuo Yi with fierce eyes!

"Who are you?"

A big man with a red body came out of the crowd and yelled at Zuo Yi, "Did you do it here?"

Speak good English.

Zuo Yi nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Then you go to die!"

The big man smiled and pulled out the pistol inserted in his trouser pocket and pulled the trigger at Zuo Yi!

Bang!

Zuo Yi Huo Ran raised his hand to block in front of him.

His wrist flipped over, and a yellow warhead appeared in his palm, glowing with metal in the light.

This move of the big man is indeed very unexpected, who would have thought that in the mysterious witch temple, there would be someone with a gun, but let alone a pistol with little power, even if he carried the Vulcan cannon to fire at Zuo Yi, it would not have any effect.

The big man and his friends were all stunned!

Grab bullets empty-handed?

Even a very powerful head lowering division would not dare to use flesh and blood to directly confront modern weapons like this.

Many people felt a sense of fear in their hearts and quietly took two steps back.

"Die!"

The big man didn't believe it and wanted to give Zuo Yi another shot.

"Humph!"

As a result, before he could pull the trigger, Zuo Yi snorted coldly.

rewarded the other party with a "stab at the gods".

The big man was suddenly struck by lightning, his eyes were dull and trembling, and blood gushed out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth at the same time, and he fell backwards and fell to the ground weakly.

Such a strange scene fell into the eyes of those people next to him, and they were all frightened.

Several head-lowering masters also changed their faces greatly!

I don't know who shouted, and a group of people were like rabbits driven by a male lion, screaming and desperately trying to escape.

In the blink of an eye, he ran away.

But there was a head descender in a green robe who stayed, standing at the door of the main hall with a strong support, his face changed and he was uncertain, and he wanted to raise the cane in his hand several times, but he didn't have enough courage to cast a spell to attack.

Zuo Yi smiled and asked, "Aren't you running?"

The green-robed head descender was silent.

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering commotion outside, and those who had escaped earlier actually ran over one after another, and they all looked excited.

They scattered in the main hall and formed an encirclement of Zuo Yi!

These guys looked at Zuo Yi at the moment with no fear in their eyes, but instead revealed the meaning of "you are dead".

Is the boss coming?

Zuo Yi was a little curious.

The next moment, another group of people rushed into the main hall.

This group of people is much more advanced in terms of dress and momentum, most of them are head lowerers holding rattan canes, but the colors of their robes are different, obviously representing the status class in the temple.

And the most eye-catching among them is undoubtedly a white-robed head lowering master who is surrounded by stars and moons.

He looked young and handsome, but his bare head was tattooed with dark cyan totems, and there was a bright red mole on his eyebrows, which looked quite bewitching.

What the white-robed head descender was holding in his hand was a golden staff inlaid with huge rubies!

Ayura!

A name instantly appeared in Zuo Yi's mind.

The eyes of the two looked at each other, and the white-robed head descending master bowed slightly and saluted: "Dare to ask if the Venerable Driver is from Great Xia?"

The words are round in Chinese, and his voice is magnetic, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Yes. ”

Zuo Yi smiled slightly: "You are Ayura, right?"

As soon as his words fell, all the people in the hall who could understand Chinese glared at him!

Because among these people, Ayura is the spokesman of the supreme great witch god in the world, a true god-like existence.

Zuo Yi, if he knows something powerful, he should immediately kneel down and ask for forgiveness!

"Blasphemer!" "Kneel!" "Die!"

Roars, roars, and shouts suddenly rang out, like a storm, and they hit Zuo Yi like a storm.

Ayuro raised his hand, and all the noise disappeared in an instant!

The prestige of this great head descender can be seen.

"I'm Ayura. ”

The white-robed head descender smiled and said, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name, why did you come?"

Since the other party is so polite, Zuo Yi doesn't mind chatting with him more: "My name is Zuo Yi, and I'm here to take revenge." ”

"Revenge?"

Ayuro stared: "Your Excellency Zuo Yi, do you have a grudge against Lafagar?"

"Yes. ”

Zuo Yi replied: "Many years ago, he put a soul devouring spell on my aunt, and my aunt has no grievances with him, but your apprentice Bai Nali wants to kill my aunt. ”

"You say, does he deserve to die?"

Ayuro was silent for a moment, and said, "Bai Nali was not my disciple a long time ago, and I didn't know that Lafaga had placed a soul devouring spell on your aunt, and he really deserved to die. ”

Zuo Yi smiled: "Now that Lafaga has been killed by me, do you want to avenge him?"

"Nope. ”

Ayuro glanced at Zuo Yi deeply and said, "Rafaga deserves it. ”

The people around were all dumbfounded.

They never dreamed that the powerful Ayuro would be so polite to Zuo Yi that he would not even avenge Lafagar.

Lafaga is the third disciple under his seat, and he is high-ranking and loyal!

"That being the case. ”

Zuo Yi said: "Then I'll go." ”

Ayuro made a gesture, "Please." ”

The people blocking the gate subconsciously made way and watched Zuo Yi leave the main hall.

Ayuro watched Zuo Yi's figure disappear, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes!

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