"Auntie, I'm back!" Roland stopped, smiled at Belella, then let go of the hand holding the little Lori, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the corner of his clothes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's good to be back... Just come back..."As she spoke, Belella excitedly stepped forward and helped Roland pull the rope of the wooden plow.

"Oops, this kid didn't die!" Watching the three of them dragging the wooden plow, talking and laughing towards the entrance of the town, Anton showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, because the secret hidden in his heart made his body tremble.

Thinking back to that day, the steward of the Dorne family found him, and the words he confessed, and the reward of ten gold coins, and then what happened in the tavern, on Anton's forehead, green tendons rose one by one, for him, Roland did not die, it was really a great failure.

"It's okay, with the strength of my sixth-level samurai, it's not a matter of killing a waste." Anton comforted himself, waved his hand to several hunters beside him, and beckoned, "Let's go, let's go and divide the prey!" ”

Seeing Anton turn around and walk back to the slaughterhouse, Shande and several other hunters glanced at each other, and also turned around and followed.

"Wind Shadow Leopard... It turned out to be the Wind Shadow Leopard..."

"Go and tell the priest that the Shadow Leopard is dead and the town is safe..."

As the three of them dragged the wooden plow, after passing through the entrance of the town, the sound of the teenagers' exclamations did not stop, until they came to the door of the temple, Roland stopped, because according to the rules of hunting in the town, the head of the prey must be handed over to the priest of the temple.

He was dedicated to the great gods, and only then would the gods protect the town and sow the gifts of the gods every year, although Roland had some doubts, but he had to follow the rules of the town.

At this time, there were already many onlookers on both sides of the wooden climbing plow, and many hunters from the town stood next to the corpse of the Wind Shadow Leopard, their eyes full of envy, pointing and pointing one by one.

"See clearly... A middle-aged hunter pointed to the wound on the neck of the Wind Shadow Leopard and said with a sigh: "Except for this scar, there are no obvious wounds in other parts!" ”

"This can't be? What happened to Oron and their team, everyone has seen it! Several old hunters next to him shook their heads, saying they couldn't believe it.

And Oron also squeezed into the crowd at this time, looking at the Wind Shadow Leopard on the wooden plow, his face changed, and he hurriedly leaned down and looked carefully.

After a moment, he straightened up and said in surprise, "This Wind Shadow Leopard is the one that attacked us that day, everyone look here, this trace is left by my spear... And this arrow mark..."

"That's right, it's this Wind Shadow Leopard that attacked us, and I recognize it even if it turns to ashes!" A hunter said excitedly.

"But how could it be that Alain killed it? I've fought it, and although it has average defense, it's as fast as the wind, and it's so powerful that no one in the town can kill it with a single sword! Oron wondered again.

"Oron is right, I'm afraid that this Wind Shadow Leopard was killed by a powerful being, and it happened to be taken advantage of by this kid Alain."

Hearing Oron's questioning, the onlookers nodded in agreement: "Roland is the green onion in the town, he has only received the gift of God for a few days, if he can kill the Wind Shadow Leopard, then they will all become a joke for outsiders." ”

Just when everyone was in unison, confirming that the Wind Shadow Leopard was not killed by Roland, the residents got out of the way...

The priest of the Divine Hall walked in with a smile, he leaned over to check the scar on the neck of the Wind Shadow Leopard, and then reached out to feel the situation inside the Wind Shadow Leopard's body, and suddenly, his eyes showed a look of shock.

"Show me your dagger?" The priest looked at Roland suspiciously, and stretched out his hand to him, and Roland did not hesitate in the slightest, drew the short sword inserted in his waist, flipped his wrist, and gently placed the hilt of the sword in the priest's palm.

Gently inserting the short sword into the wound of the Wind Shadow Leopard, then pulled it out violently, looked at the spotless blade, and then looked at the hunters with an expectant face, the priest nodded slowly and said, "This Wind Shadow Leopard was indeed killed by Roland with a sword!" ”

As soon as the priest spoke, the hunters were in an uproar, and their faces became ugly, but under the priest's majestic gaze, they all closed their mouths tightly.

"Lord Priest, this is my gift for the shrine!" As soon as he took the short sword handed back by the priest, Roland swung his sword without hesitation, cut off the head of the Wind Shadow Leopard, placed it on the wooden plate handed by Belera, and respectfully brought it to the priest.

"What a sword!" The priest exclaimed, then gave him a meaningful look, took the wooden plate and walked towards the temple.

"Now that the Priest has determined that the Wind Shadow Leopard was killed by Alain, everyone should no longer doubt it!"

Looking at the back of the priest holding the wooden plate and slowly leaving, Oron smiled awkwardly and opened his mouth to agree, but the faces of the hunters had very complicated expressions, and after glancing at each other, they all smiled bitterly and nodded slowly.

"Auntie, the barbecue you made is so delicious!" The three of them sent the body of the Wind Shadow Leopard to Old Ross, and then returned to the fence courtyard, and after waiting for a while, Roland once again ate the barbecue made by Belella, and couldn't help but admire.

"Auntie knows that you love barbecue, so she prepared a lot for you, fortunately you came back today, so you can eat more." Belera said happily.

"Hmm." Roland nodded, and in a few moments, a large pot of barbecue meat entered his stomach, and then he returned to the hut, and after taking a hot bath, he lay comfortably on the straw mat of the wooden bed, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Roland hurried to Loulan Pass, first went to the deserted shop, sold five spell scrolls, and then changed into a mage gray robe, and visited the larger shop again.

This was also his helpless move, because with the discount of the VIP card, he could get more cultivation resources, but everything was quite smooth, and when he returned to Saddle Town, the sun above his head had just reached the middle line.

After lunch, as soon as Roland returned to the hut, he opened the golden wheel of time and space and shuttled to the sealed land.

"Nine Swords of the Wind, the highest grade swordsmanship on the human level!"

Flipping through the book that the gorgeous woman threw to herself, Roland suddenly understood her mood that day, this is a very precious book of swordsmanship, and the moves of swordsmanship are secondary, mainly swordsmanship contains the artistic conception of wind.

Roland is deeply aware of this, as the most talented magic wizard in the millennium, he is not a title created out of thin air, but he received the gift of God at the age of six, and there is an elemental heart in the spiritual power cave that he opened, which makes him full of light on the road of magic.

He also knew that the sword was the most prosperous weapon in the epic continent, and there were many swordsmanship and combat skills derived from it, among which the most widely spread was the theory of the colorful sword heart, and the person who used the sword without the sword heart could only be a layman.

And if you want to condense the sword heart, the most common method is to comprehend various artistic conceptions, which is the reason why the nine swords of the wind are precious.