Torre broke out in a cold sweat and hurried to Flitton. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fliton didn't speak, first used the qi and blood in his body to retrieve a summoned beast before looking up at Torre.

"What's the matter?" he asked, frowning.

Torre opened his palm, allowing him to see the bead of water in his palm.

"Oh, you actually succeeded?" Fliton said with some surprise, "This speed is still very fast, didn't you only condense at least ten pieces yesterday?"

"But it's not my condensation!" Torre cried.

"What?"

Torre then told me about the previous incident, and the nightmare.

The problem was strange and serious, and it was supposed to be reported to his master immediately, but before that, Flitton told him to do it again.

"Okay. ”

The two of them came to the position where Torre had been.

Freeton only saw Torre close his eyes and meditate, and then somehow, the magic in his body suddenly moved, and then a wisp of cold breath flew out of his wand and landed in one place, Torre subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

But without him opening it, Fliton had already sensed that it was indeed only a bead of water.

But the important thing is that Torre didn't chant the incantation at all, and the kind of whisper he spoke, Fliton didn't perceive either!

In other words, Torre was almost instantaneous in witchcraft, which most wizard apprentices haven't sat down yet!

Even the master is only able to instantaneously perform some small witchcraft, and the main witchcraft still has to chant spells, at most the syllables of the spells are shortened a lot.

Witchcraft like the Great Fireball Technique, which the owner has contacted countless times and used countless times, is able to shorten the spell to the point of one syllable.

Everyone knows how powerful the instantaneous sorcery is, which indicates that there is no sign of what sorcery is used during the battle, making the sorcery even more sudden and powerful.

But the change was good and bad for Torre, and they didn't know it, and it all had to wait for the master to decide.

Looking at the bead of water in Torre's palm, Freeton planned to contact his master directly.

But at this moment, his qi and blood moved, and a loud shout came from the waterfall, and the whole waterfall was suddenly cut into a large piece, and a waterfall went upstream, and a man and a beast immediately jumped out of it and landed on the edge of the pool.

Thomas fell to his knees on one knee, his broadsword, and breathed sharply. The Centaur Beast fell two heels and had a lot of wounds on its body.

"Haha, hahahaha......" Thomas suddenly shook off his broadsword and lay on his back on the ground, laughing.

Freeton shook his head, and the centaur vanished in place. It is more troublesome for summoned beasts to be injured, he has to help them heal like ordinary beasts, and he has to do it himself, but when he recovers the space in his body, he can let them temporarily relieve their injuries, so they don't have to worry too much.

Since the three of them had something to do, they went straight to rest, and in the clearing far from the waterhole, the three of them found some dry firewood, and after a while, Flitton's summoned beast took back a few beasts, disemboweled, plucked and washed, and made soup and barbecue, all of which Fliton did alone.

He was already very familiar with these, if Torre did it, he could only be regarded as edible, and Thomas was another good craft, but no matter how he said that he was also the same generation as Torre and Flitton's masters, how could he do it himself.

Just as Flitton was finishing the barbecue, a huge black shadow suddenly fell from mid-air, stirring up a cloud of smoke, and then Thomas immediately got up and swung his sword, and the sword shadow turned into a thousand thousands, blowing a whirlwind, sweeping all the smoke and dust in one place and throwing it into the distance, without staining the food.

"Phil, what do you think of my hand?" With all that done, Thomas turned his head to look at where the shadow had fallen.

"Master!" Torre and Fliton stood up.

Phil stepped off the squirrel's head and walked over, "Not bad." It was so light that it seemed nonchalant, which made Thomas angry.

However, Phil didn't have time to pay attention to him, and walked up to Torre: "Follow me." Then he grabbed the other person's shoulder, turned around and jumped back on the squirrel.

Then the squirrel jumped again and disappeared in place.

"Damn, damn it!" exclaimed Thomas, "Flitton, come, we two eat it up, and leave nothing for them!"

Freeton watched helplessly as Thomas took all his anger out on the food.

He had only been able to send a message through a contractual connection with his master, and this ability had not been developed for a long time, but it was very useful, that is, he could only send one message at a time, and then he would have to wait some time before sending it again.

"The master came so quickly, it seems that Torre's problem is serious......" he looked in the direction they had left, and looked down in thought.

Phil just took Torre back to his cabin by the lake.

"Undress. Phil put Torre on the bed, and a scalpel and a potion appeared in his hand.

There had been countless such examinations, and Torre was very familiar with waiting on his bed, naked.

Phil made a cut in Torre's chest, and blood poured out, and Torre felt a slight pain, and then he felt his master spill something on his chest, and the pain subsided.

He looked down cautiously to see that a large pool of blood was still pouring from the wound, but he didn't feel the pain.

"Do it like you did before. Phil said, and with a casual sprinkling of his hand, countless floating water droplets appeared in the wooden house.

Torre did as he was told, and this time even his wand was useless.

In an instant, an ice bead landed on Torre's body, making him feel a hint of coolness.

The master did not speak or move for a long time, and the blood was gurgling out, and Torre had to wait.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly he heard his master shouting, "Haha, it's alive! It's alive......"

He rarely saw such a gaffe scene from his master.

"Get up. "The owner called him.

Torre looked down, but the blood was suddenly gone, and only a small scar was left on his body.

"Come here!"

Torre followed his master to the lake.

"Try to use your sorcery with all your might, and don't say incantations. "The host pointed to the lake.

"Yes!"

Despite the words, Torre didn't know what to do, how to perform witchcraft without chanting spells, and he remembered the three things he had experienced before.

Then the witchcraft to be used appeared in his mind, and his body suddenly moved, and the surging magic power immediately poured out, turning into a large area of cold breath, and rushing towards the surface of the lake.

"Click!"

Half of the lake was frozen over!

Looking at the familiar lake in front of him, Torre still couldn't believe that he had made it himself!

"Master?" Torre turned.

Phil looked at him with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just that it came back to life." ”

He gestured to the location of Torre's heart.