Privy Council Prison.

The dawn broke in the east, the sun shone on the earth, and the quiet morning began to make a noisy sound. Outside, the officials on duty began to rotate, the birds on the branches were chirping happily, the old guards inside the prison rubbed their confused eyes, and walked out of the prison door tremblingly, he turned around and closed the iron door heavily, staying up all night made him haggard, and in the morning he had no strength at all.

Liu Wuyao is very strange, why should such an old man be assigned to take care of himself and Beckham, is it careful? Or is the old guard actually a martial arts master, but he hides it deeply? Liu Wuyao thought about it more than once, but in the end, he still felt that the old man was really old, nothing more than a "smoke bomb", which made him scratch his head.

Today is to be sent to the country of Oates. Liu Wuyao came from the other side of the earth early. He looked outside, it was still early. Then he looked at the sleeping Beckham.

A feeling of more than enough and not enough power arises spontaneously.

I'm sorry, Beckham, I'm probably going to abandon you in the next plan, no, it's not possible, I'm going to abandon you, I hope you can escape in the chaos and fly away with your mother, I hope so.

Liu Wuyao's fists clenched violently, luckily, and found that it was more smooth and strong than before, the previous qi was like a murmuring stream, faint, gentle, and nostalgic, and since the body was strengthened, coupled with the practice of Overlord Fist, Liu Wuyao suddenly felt the current qi, and walked up, as if the tide was coming, the momentum was like a rainbow, and all the potential power was excavated, which couldn't help but sigh at the martial arts refinement brought by technology and master's training.

After the whole week, I feel refreshed and unblocked, every inch of skin is breathing, every organ is moving, the density and explosiveness of the muscles are stronger, and the reaction cells are more rapid.

was a little complacent, and suddenly a wave of loss struck.

Not to mention Tehel, if you run into that annoying high-level mage Aberham, do you have a chance to defeat him?

This is an unknown, as Li Fei said, martial arts will not necessarily lose to magic, any kind of power system has its own advantages and weaknesses, although the magician is strong, but the toughness and resistance of the body are not as strong as those who practice martial arts, and the restrictions of the magician are many, such as the previous one, if you encounter a spar that can restrict magic, then the magician is subject to people.

Thinking of these points, Liu Wuyao was a little relieved, he believed that his strength and Zuo Ci's strength would definitely defeat the enemy, and then flee.

An hour later, a young caretaker came in, and he brought some water and food, which was considered breakfast.

This breakfast came earlier than usual, and Liu Wuyao knew that it was eaten early, and he would have to go on his way after eating.

Beckham had no appetite, just drank a little water, his originally round face, emaciated, deep sunken eye sockets, and a circle of dark circles.

"Eat a little, when you are full, you will have the strength to fight to the end." Liu Wuyao comforted.

"I can't eat it." Beckham pushed the food, sick like a frosted eggplant.

"Is it because you're not feeling well?"

"No, I, I'm ......," Beckham said after a moment's pause, "I'm a little scared." ”

Afraid! It's human nature. In the face of the tragic fate of the vast unknown, waiting is a kind of torment.

"If only you could give me a stab in the heart, and I won't suffer." Beckham lowered his head and expressed his mood in a heavy way.

Liu Wuyao understands that in this war-torn world, there will be no condemnation from the international community if he treats prisoners of war and enemies with a thousand cuts.

This is the social system of this era, and Beckham no longer cares about the truth, but only wants to be happy with himself. What a sad thought.

"Hey, how can you have such negative thoughts, where is the open-minded, strong and resolute Beckham in the past." Liu Wuyao patted Beckham on the shoulder and said, "Aren't we still alive now?" ”

Beckham looked up with some regret in his eyes, regret for himself and regret for the incident.

"Now the situation is different from before, we are messing with Bhasayar, this magician who stands at the pinnacle of magic."

"Humph! What about the peak, be careful that I break the peak and let him fall. ”

Beckham didn't think that Liu Wuyao was so positive, and he wasn't even afraid of Bo Sueer.

"What a big breath!"

A voice suddenly came from behind, Liu Wuyao's eyebrows furrowed, he turned his head, and his expression immediately became solemn.

The person who came was none other than the High Mage Abeham.

"I will tell you the truth, and you will wait to die." Abeham said viciously, "Prepare for me, and send you to Lord Bhasayar at once." ”

"So fast?" Beckham looked a little flustered.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and eat your last peaceful meal, in the future, on the road, it will be impossible to eat such bread."

Babaruye is considered to be treating Liu Wuyao and Beckham, and they are unconventional in terms of food and housing.

Liu Wuyao sneered and looked at Aberham with a squint, "Escorting us two nobodies, is it a bit of a fuss to bother you to think that a high-level mage is out of the way?" ”

Liu Wuyao is inquiring about it, apart from you, are there any other masters?

"You just slip your mouth, wait for the road, you will feel good." Abeham threw down a harsh word and turned and left the prison.

Liu Wuyao thought to himself, if there were only magicians of the level of Aberham, he and Zuo Ci should be able to deal with it, but if there were three magicians of this level, it would be troublesome.

At the same time, the other side of the earth is also speculating.

"Chief, listening to Abeham's tone, it seems that he is the main escort officer, so it means that he is a master." The division commander analyzed.

Liu Tianqi furrowed his brows, thought about it, and after half a sound, said solemnly: "I'm afraid things are not that simple." ”

"How?"

"There's always a bad feeling about it." Liu Tianqi looked at the prison in the monitor, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose.

An hour later, Liu Wuyao and Beckham were put into the prison car, this kind of prison car is a fully surrounded prison car, a total of five squares, two people are imprisoned, their hands and feet can't stretch out, you can imagine how painful it is, and the hands of the two are still handcuffed by crystal shackles, as I said before, this kind of shackles can restrict martial arts, after Liu Wuyao wore shackles, he felt that he couldn't use his strength.

This made Liu Wuyao very annoyed, he practiced martial arts hard, and in the end, he would be restrained by a pair of shackles.

"Don't panic, this pair of shackles, as long as I exert my strength, I can knock it down." Zuo Ci gave Liu Wuyao a reassuring pill. (To be continued.) )