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Murning struggled to open his eyes, his consciousness was clear, but his body was too tired to be like his own. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info The light coming in from the outside was very harsh, and he involuntarily raised his hand to block it, but in the sunlight he saw a stick like dry wood with five branches of different lengths on it.

"Ah!!h

Murning sat up with a scream, looking at his hands in disbelief, were these sticks, which were as dry as wood and crumpled as bark, really his own hands?

His exclamation startled an old man sleeping on the floor, who rolled over and sat up slowly.

"Are you awake?"

He seemed very happy to see Murning wake up, his face was full of wrinkles, and his smile was like that of a grandfather tree in a fairy tale.

"Who are you? Berserker, where are you? ”

Murning was a little alarmed, and he found himself in a tent, but this tent was not something for the poor youth, but a small space made of simple oilcloth paper. Mourning looked at the back of his hand, the two spells were still there, and he was relieved that the two sticks were indeed his hands.

"I'm Xu Ling." The old man said helplessly.

"You...... How? Mourning looked at this old man incredulously, could it be that Xu Ling was a thousand-year-old monster who was beaten back to his original form, and it didn't matter if he was white-headed overnight, he was really old and unformed, the flesh on his cheeks was loose, he was thin and thin, and there was not a few taels of flesh, and his two arms were a fight with Murning.

"It's not just me." Xu Ling shook his head helplessly.

Mourning looked east and west to find a mirror to confirm his state, but finally gave up, there was nothing here except the broken blanket under him, and Xu Ling slept directly on the ground, which made Mourning a little touched.

"You were unconscious yesterday, so I had to feed you the Marker Worm." Xu Ling said as he propped up his body and took out a lump of slimy things from his ears, this lump was a pile of transparent insect eggs, and Mooning also calmed down a little and remembered that he fainted last night because of the berserker's madness, "The engraver worm can expand your magic circuit in a short period of time, but it will consume your life force, the berserker consumes too much mana, using the treasure is a wrong decision, last night's high load of consumption burned your magic circuit, and it will take a month to recover the conditions." ”

Murning nodded silently, he was not angry, this was the evil fruit of his own planting, "What about the berserker? ”

"It should be dead, a powerful magic came from outside the ruins, it could be a treasure of the spearmen, and the berserker was defeated." Xu Ling was a little sorry, although it was unstable and controllable, but the berserker was indeed a powerful servant, and in the case that they had obtained the Vientiane Senluo Bagua Disk and had sufficient supply of magic power, the berserker was definitely the strongest servant.

Murning sighed, "How did you do that?" ”

Xu Ling smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth twisted together, "I used the forbidden technique to transfer you and me here, otherwise the spearmen would have opened the ruins and killed us sooner or later." ”

Originally, no magician could do the spatial transfer, this was a miracle caused by a great magic crystal like the Ling Spell, but Xu Ling had such a forbidden magic, and with the support of the magic of the Vientiane Senluo Bagua Plate, he achieved the spatial transfer, and also transferred two people at the same time, and the price was equally painful.

He himself had taken the eggs of the Tick Worm, and he endured the massive expansion and high load of the magic circuit, and every bone and blood vessel was as painful as if it had been bitten by a poisonous insect.

"Thank you." Murning just muttered to himself maybe he didn't make a sound at all, Xu Ling closed his eyes and shook his head, they were like two old friends in the twilight, they understood each other thoroughly, just a movement and a look could resonate, just the night before they were still young.

After a short silence, Xu Ling put on a happy look to ease the atmosphere, "By the way, we didn't gain anything yesterday, look at this." ”

He pulled away the large blanket that lay beneath Mindin, there was an unnatural bulge that Mindin would have noticed before, but now Mindin seemed to be in despair. Xu Ling took out the glorious Vientiane Senluo Bagua Plate from underneath, the magic power on it was still full and full, and the colorful brilliance had never dimmed, and he handed it to Murning.

Murning smiled bitterly at the magic on the gossip plate, raised the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, and casually threw it on the ground.

Seeing such a move, Xu Ling hurriedly picked up the gossip plate, for fear that this bump would damage this big secret treasure, he carefully checked this thing that the two of them exchanged for their lives and looked at Murning in disbelief.

"What do I want it for?" Murning sighed with a wry smile, and he gestured with his right hand on himself, "What is the point of living when I become like this?" Even if I win the Holy Grail War and return to the Fate throne, what's the point of living like this dried corpse for a few short years? ”

Xu Ling was silent, he really couldn't convince Murning, he himself was already a revenge machine, in the past few years, he didn't look like a human or a ghost, but he still insisted on wanting revenge on the Guo family, the family that abandoned him and took him, even if it became such a tragic appearance now, he did not waver in his belief.

The Guo family was not destroyed, and Xu Ling was not dead.

"How do you know there's no way to restore your body in the Fate Throne?" Xu Ling also wanted to give it a final try, he was not a royal lord who couldn't sign a contract with the cavalry, he didn't have a powerful demon like a servant, even if there was a peerless secret treasure like the Vientiane Senluo Bagua Plate, he couldn't shake a family like the Guo family, "Maybe as long as you win the Holy Grail War and return to the previous world, you can restore your original appearance?" ”

Mo Ning looked at Xu Ling's eyes, expectant, enthusiastic. He knew that Xu Ling just wanted revenge, so he persuaded himself for this purpose, saying that there was a way to recover was just a hypothesis.

But he did kindle the flame of hope again, and when he died, there was nothing, and only when he was alive did he have the right to choose.

Now there is a distinguished guest in the Guo family, who is having breakfast with the head of the Guo family and the three elders in the luxuriously decorated hall after a night's rest. The three elders were very hospitable, the Western-style breakfast was also very delicious, and he was surrounded by guards and bodyguards, so the peaceful and comfortable environment made this guest very happy.

"Your name is Meng Yan, right, you are really young and promising, and you can summon such a powerful servant as a spearman, it's really amazing." One of the elders raised his glass in praise.

"Where, where." Meng Yan scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

"Xiao Jia is really, the lord who accepted the divine revelation to receive the Holy Grail War actually didn't say hello to the family, and I asked the little brother for forgiving me for the poor reception in the first two days."

"Brother Guo Jia takes good care of me." The three old men in ancient costumes were too enthusiastic about Meng Yan, and Meng Yan really felt uncomfortable and had to deal with it with a smile.

Back in the room, Meng Yan lay back on the soft bed they had prepared.

"Master, do you really want to accept their assistance?" The spearman asked, keeping it spiritual.

"What's wrong?" Meng Yan was very satisfied, the people of the Guo family treated him like a guest, which made Meng Yan a little uncomfortable.

After the two dragons roared last night, the assassin stood in a good position to escape as early as if he had taken precautions in advance, and with his ability, he escaped very quickly, and the spearmen also used their treasures to stand in the opponent's attack but were unharmed, and the only one who died was the irrational berserker, who did not dodge or dodge, but roared at the dragon formed by the convergence of magic power.

"Don't you see that they want to take advantage of you?" The gunman replied.

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