This time, Huang Xuan really felt Han Xueyin's worry, her words hit Huang Xuan's soul directly, it has nothing to do with magic, it is a human emotion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe last time Han Xueyin and Huang Xuan had a soul resonance, it was when she asked Huang Xuan to go to Constantinople with her.

"Ha, why not?" Huang Xuan also answered Han Xueyin's question with a firm look, although the tone was not too serious, but this was Huang Xuan, the more important the matter, the more he liked to face it easily.

"Then go back first, I will let my invisible servants always follow you, and the council has also used some magic resources to set up an alarm array around the school, so that Uncle Paladin can come to the rescue at any time, so please rest assured. After Han Xueyin finished speaking, Huang Xuan turned his head and left.

Seeing Huang Xuan's back, Han Xueyin couldn't help but interrogate him again, "Sister will protect you!"

Huang Xuan stopped just a few steps, and after being stunned for a while, he left silently.

Sister Han's last sentence echoed in Huang Xuan's mind for a long time, and that complex tone could not be understood clearly in one sentence or two. Huang Xuan was no longer in the mood for the afternoon exam, he finished answering those simple questions casually, and he didn't care about what was exposed, and the whole exam was still full of the "rustle" sound made by the friction between the tip of the pen and the test paper, but Huang Xuan had already finished the test paper, lying on the table and closing his eyes to recuperate. This time, he was not even in the mood to sleep, he just lay on his stomach stupidly, constantly recalling a conversation with Sister Han in his mind, and figuring out the meaning of the words "blood and light disaster".

Huang Xuan couldn't have known that the alien race did not choose to directly teleport to the Demon Capital for assassination this time, and the assassin on this trip had already been teleported to another city far away from the Demon Capital, the Huaxia Imperial Capital, two days ago! This city would welcome alien invaders almost every day, so the council did not connect this featureless teleportation with the matter of "assassinating the Grand Arcanist far away in the Demon Capital".

Without anyone noticing, an alien assassin embarks on his own journey.

Outside Stone City, on a barren land, a dusty walker braved the scorching midday sun. His whole body was wrapped in a seemingly ordinary black robe, no skin was exposed, and even his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and at a glance, it was almost like a black robe fluttering in the wind.

It's just that no matter how many people pass by here, they won't be able to see him. Even an ordinary awakened person could not "see" him with his spiritual sense under the sixth order, at most, he could only sense that something was wrong.

This is an alien - a high-level ghost, its assassination skills have reached the point of perfection, if there is no vigilance, almost no one in the same level can block its blow, that is the dream and glory of every assassin, it is a killing blow!

Mumuduo Shadow, a protector of the Shadow Clan.

It looked up at the sky, and the scorching sun could not affect its vision - the real ghost has no vision, and the so-called body directly penetrates the light when it comes into contact with it, and it cannot see or see others.

The body of the ghost is condensed by spiritual power, and the way it kills has nothing to do with weapons, because they can't hold weapons at all, they kill people in two ways, one is to use their innate fear talent to make others die in extreme fear, of course, this can only deal with ordinary people in the surface world. The other is to condense their spiritual power and harm the soul of the person in front of them. Not to mention physical defense, even in the magic system, there are only a handful of spells that can defend against soul attacks.

So every Ghost Clan is a natural assassin.

They don't have to be trained day in and day out in the way they kill, and they can't be trained. They just have to practice how to hide themselves, how to move freely through the hosts, and how to escape after the assassination.

Mu Muduo looked at the direction of the sun, it was about noon, he silently thought to himself that he had to speed up, otherwise he would definitely not be able to reach the demon capital before night fell today, the temple of the alien race (similar to the human council) had already found out all the information. If Mu Muduo can't kill the messenger named Huang Xuan before school and let him run back to the human base, then he can only assassinate him tomorrow.

"Let's speed up first, as long as the spirit core reserves a third of the energy, it should be enough. Mu Muduo's body slowly floated up, floating in midair, its original human-like body slowly blurred, and finally became a disembodied, pure energy, or rather, a spirit body. In this state, Mu Muduo can reach a speed of one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, and coupled with its ability to ignore obstacles, it will be able to reach the magic capital in almost two hours.

Before Mu Muduo left, the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan's Shadow Clan gave it two treasures, one that could help it silently pass through the city-level warning barrier, and the other was that it could hide from the Council and give it a chance to face Huang Xuan and kill this weak messenger before the Council's support arrived!

…… 1:30 p.m., inside the third examination room

Huang Xuan looked at the political exam paper in front of him, and he only did a dozen multiple-choice questions in half an hour, which was probably the slowest in the entire examination room. But he didn't care at all, his mind kept thinking about the "bloody disaster" in the foreshadowing. He knew that he didn't have any effective means to attack the alien race, not at all, which was the root cause of his powerlessness. Although he knew that Sister Han was already on standby at the staircase, it only took three breaths to reach his side. Not to mention that the entire school had already set up an early warning enchantment, and once there was an unconventional energy fluctuation, Sister Han and that powerful high-level paladin uncle would be able to detect it...... Although he knew these measures taken for the purpose of protecting him, he still couldn't help but be a little nervous, and he would always be nervous, although when facing Sister Han, he said that the adventure was so light-hearted, but Huang Xuan understood that taking an adventure was an adventure, and he needed to face death. A high-level alien has his eyes on his little magic apprentice, it is simply a hungry wolf staring at the little fat sheep, even if there is a hunter next to the little fat sheep to protect, this poor little lamb will be afraid, who knows if the hungry wolf will bite his throat before being shot?

Huang Xuan began to regret it a little, he felt that this feeling of being like a knife on his neck was really uncomfortable, he didn't want to endure it for a minute! But on the other hand, the sense of responsibility and courage that he had cultivated by his father since he was a child also prompted him to face this terrifying danger. He knew that if he wanted to back down, the council would definitely agree, but in this way, not to mention the waste of resources, the most important thing was that the high-level alien killer would know that he had been exposed, which would undoubtedly make it more cautious and more deadly to Huang Xuan. Without intelligence and precautions, no one dares to say that they will be able to keep an apprentice under the assassination of a high-ranking assassin, not even the head of the council!

So the road is back, and the seemingly safe way out is the trap of death. Huang Xuan thought about it for a long time, and his frowning brows finally eased a little, after all, he understood his situation, when he understood that he actually had no way out, he had already regained his former calm, according to his thoughts, since he couldn't hide, just face it calmly, at this time, the more calm he was, the more likely he was to live.

Huang Xuan shook his head, glanced at the time, and was frightened! He realized that half an hour had passed unconsciously, and he had only done more than a dozen multiple-choice questions!

Huang Xuan threw those assassinations, life and death, out of the clouds again, at this moment, he only thought about the fact that he was a student, and concentrated on the midterm exam in front of him. Thinking about it carefully, this scene really responded to the complaint of Huang Xuan and his classmates, "Students, you are still studying with a knife on your neck, right?" This is of course a sarcasm and irony of the miserable test-oriented education, but now it has really become a reality.

Huang Xuan, who became serious, did not understand any problem at a speed that ordinary people could catch up with, after all, the usual training was different, those so-called top students usually brushed math problems, even if it was a competition Olympiad, it was still ordinary science, but Huang Xuan was different, what he usually analyzed was magic! It was a real "arcane"! Mystery is mystery after all, no matter how simple the foundation is, it is much more complicated than the science of the surface world.

The political exam lasted for a total of one hour, and Huang Xuan's first half an hour could almost be regarded as a waste, so that no matter how agile his thinking was, he could only finish the test paper hastily before the end. After all, the answer to the big political question is also a large paragraph of text, that is almost a small composition, even if the pen is completed, it will be time to write, not to mention that Huang Xuan is still a primary school apprentice after all, and his quick thinking is not really written down, until the paper is handed in, Huang Xuan is still full of confusion, this time he really has no self-confidence, but the deputy subject, there are many people who take the test for thirty or forty points, and there are more than ninety points of the "little prince of the deputy subject" It's not nothing, so it's not strange that Huang Xuan doesn't have a fixed number no matter how much he takes the test, there is no definite number for this thing, so there is nothing to say about exposing it or not.

The teacher in front of the podium counted the number of copies of the test paper and left in a hurry. The next one is the geography exam, which is a nightmare for most students, half an hour before the exam, almost everyone has seized all the time to review, even the kind of opportunistic people, will not waste this time, make a cheat sheet, write one more word if you can, it can be said that the atmosphere of the whole exam room is the interpretation of "busy".

There is only one exception, Huang Xuan.

Huang Xuan didn't know when he would be attacked, but if the alien really had his basic information, it should be in the next exam until the end of school.

He lay on the table, silently concentrated the source power in the palm of his hand, and broke a pencil with a single force.

He suddenly had some envy for those Dou Qi Energy cultivators, because the power that was true and true was really addictive.

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