Early the next morning, when Jon woke Bai Cixi from the pile of books, even before the sun had risen, they left the villa of *Shi Wayne. They sent the prepared supplies and Wayne's gifts to the spacious carriage, which is said to be one of the magic weapons used by Venne for his travel.

Looking at the big mansion that fell far behind, under the secrecy of the forest, Bai Cixi gradually couldn't see the * Shi and Yinxi who were left behind, maybe it was really difficult to have a chance to come back. For a moment, this pessimistic thought made Bai Cixi have to shake his head, but before talking about the solution of this big trouble, Bai Cixi, the guardian part-time, would not be easy to walk in the entire other world.

With the light that gradually appeared, the shadow of the forest was cast into the huge carriage room, and the flashing images made Bai Cixi a little sleepy, it was really sleepless this night, he closed his eyes slightly.

For Bai Cixi, this kind of thing is not limited to relying on the eyes, even if the eyes are closed, the spiritual power is indulged, and the greatest rest of the body makes Yiqiē's perception more indirect, but more acute. The tactile nerve is like an abstract tentacle, extending from the carriage centered on Bai Cixi to the vicinity, and the area is constantly changing as the carriage moves.

Bai Cixi saw the light, and the sun was conniving at it, of course, it was precisely because of this indulgence that all things under the earth had grown and enriched life for thousands of years, but the front of the concentration of consciousness had gradually lost its original face due to the passage of time. For the first time, the boy who was a guardian was nervous about something like this, and he could feel the past of the place far ahead, even if he was too young to look at it.

After thinking about it all night, the legendary Magic City is in decline, a lot of magic has been destroyed, and a lot of people are passing miserably. Bai Cixi stretched out the tentacles of his thoughts, stepped over the carriage, and jumped over the mountains, black streams, and villages on the way. No matter how fast the spiritual tentacles go. But Walmart was so close, and Bai Cixi's spirit had already gone there first.

In the observation and vision of consciousness, it is easy to be affected by light and shadow and the enchantment itself, causing some deviations from the actual landscape. Bai Cixi saw the gray scene covering the city of Womar itself, and he almost thought that he was dazzled. Of course, after seeing through this layer of fog, Bai Cixi saw the medieval city walls and the town center, full of life, with all kinds of equipment and a lot of manpower.

The thriving scene made Bai Cixi think that he had an illusion, but hidden under the bustle was the black that was gradually withering and withering. Bai Cixi didn't know how to describe it in words, he had to lower the observation height of his spiritual self and approach the city itself as freely as if he were taking a helicopter, but the city spontaneously refused to be visited. This forced him to rise to a certain height, and then slowly approached the tallest building in town, which was the main tower of the academy castle section.

The grandeur of the castle is in essence with the closed structure of the architectural field, but it is more guarded than the academic bunker. More like a bunker. The area itself was one-sixth the size of the entire kingdom, or even larger, and the entrance to the castle was enclosed by high walls and moats, as impenetrable as an iron barrel. What Bai Cixi cared about the most was the three towers inside the castle, among which the central main tower was the highest. It is higher than the height of Bai Cixi's spiritual visit at this moment.

This gave Bai Cixi an opportunity, he thought that the mages were not cautious about the barrier, and tried to get close to the tower of Bai Sensen. The white tower stands on top of the castle's high platform, like a watchtower inside the kingdom, and the top is decorated with a globe-like structure, and the structure works non-stop.

Bai Cixi, who was silently approaching, was like a ghost, and no one would ever find this well-thought-out voyeur. His body floated closer and closer, and the conscious body floated, revealing more and more of the secrets of the tower itself. The young man who was thinking about the construction and construction principle wanted to move on, but the condensed ingredients in the air actually made him tremble in his soul form, and a thunder shadow that could not be seen directly penetrated through the hazy sky, hitting Bai Cixi's body with precision and ferocity.

It turns out that the mages don't eat dry food, and they don't set the barrier defense plane so low for no reason. Lower than their tallest tower. Thinking that this is definitely a suspicious strategy, Bai Cixi, who is full of joy, just fell into this trap, although the damage to the soul does not feel pain for a moment, but the enchantment causes the thunder and lightning effect to continue to work, and it does not stop.

The roar almost shattered Bai Cixi's eardrums. He clearly saw that the people below were feeling the arrival of a thunderstorm, and the crisis of the invaders was transformed into a thunderstorm and urging the innocent people to go home. Of course, this is not what Bai Cixi should mind, he must rise or retreat, if the previous attack hits his soul again, then the body may have to sleep on the carriage for a long time.

He quickly manipulated his consciousness to make it move upwards or backwards, and the soul floating in the air whirred backwards, but at this moment, the thunder and lightning that was not to be outdone were colorless, still secretly lurking in the sky, and instantly triggered to hit Bai Cixi's body again.

The soul itself has no pain, but it is precisely because of this opportunity to be unaware of pain that Bai Cixi is likely to miss the best time to return. At this moment, the boy was completely crazy, he didn't know why he was happy just now, and he didn't know how stupid he would be, daring to challenge the magic city that had faced the invaders for thousands of years.

Bai Cixi's body gradually became uncontrollable, and the lightning strike did not bring pain and fainting except for a simple vibration, although Bai Cixi's soul body emitted smoke in the air, although Bai Cixi could feel the scorching marks on the body where the thunder and lightning entered, but this was meaningless for the movement itself.

He had stiffened, the link of his soul gradually decreased, and death moved closer together, unfriendly opening his mouth to swallow the boy's life, as it had been for many years, and the life devoured by this enchantment was as numerous as moths rushing towards fireflies, so that the magician was reluctant to inquire about the vanished dregs of life.

In this regard, the situation is favorable to Bai Cixi, no one has tracked it down, as long as he can evacuate, then he will not change except for a black brand on the inside of his right arm, how can anyone find out that the burnt image of this copper coin will be related to a certain invasion.

Bai Cixi, who had settled his mind, added a trace of faith, and the lightning strike continued, although it was not accurate, but Bai Cixi could not be careless. At the moment of gambling on his life, Bai Cixi rested for a while, and there was really no lightning strike during the recovery period. It was a natural coincidence, or rather a stroke of luck, that he grabbed his strength and stepped back. He wanted to break free from the gravitational pull of the enchantment, as if he was fighting against the magic academy for a tug-of-war, originally this power would have lasted for a long time, but Bai Cixi was surprised to find that his opponent let go as if he had given up on tug-of-war.

Two coincidences in a row?

However, it was precisely because of this coincidence that he got out of the gravitational area of the enchantment and returned to the distant sky, and then Bai Cixi, who was unwilling to slack off, gave up continuing to observe, and he quickly retreated to find the carriage in the distance, and it turned out that his body had passed through the stream path.

Approaching the body, the soul feels pleasure and comfort that it has not seen for a long time. Letting the soul out of the body seem like a rest for outsiders, but in fact it is indeed rest, and Bai Cixi relies on this kind of meditation to be able to rest to the best state.

But this time, Bai Cixi's arm felt the oppression first, and the pain of squeezing or destroying it made Bai Cixi, whose soul was in one place, almost roar. If you can make up for it and hit it your arm with an electromagnetic spark timer, that feeling will now be completely returned to Bai Cixi after recovery. His own consciousness and the recovery of his vision of the outside world made Bai Cixi go crazy, he jumped up suddenly but was immediately grabbed and pressed back by Fu Linmei subconsciously, and Yorn, who was in charge of driving the carriage, did not know that his master had almost died just now.

Fu Linmei hugged the boy next to her who was in a cold sweat but couldn't speak for a while, she frowned helplessly and asked, "You also have nightmares?" ”

In the face of this kind of ridicule, Bai Cixi did not immediately cooperate with the lively atmosphere as usual. Leoya answered, she hoped to at least be able to relieve Bai Cixi: "Nightmares are also inevitable, after all, Mr. Bai Cixi thinks about a lot of things and is very messy."

"I don't know what you're thinking, move silently" Compared with Leoya, Mo Le became very unwilling, she showed an unpredictable expression, and muttered as if she cared about Bai Cixi's complaints.

Seeing the concern of his companions, Bai Cixi had to pretend to make a grimace as soon as he wanted to speak, as if he was in a funny atmosphere, but in fact, he was to endure the sensory recovery brought about by the movement of his body - after all, the effect of the lightning strike was restored. Bai Cixi subconsciously grabbed his right wrist, he felt that the location of the lightning strike should have been teleported to this side, and then said reluctantly: "It's really embarrassing, I also have nightmares, doesn't this make Miss Mo Le, who is not as good as me, very unwilling?" ”

The original image of a hippie smiling and uninhibited teenager returned, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and didn't pay attention to the holding right wrist and the sweaty teenager himself, when in fact the lightning strike did leave a small black scorched scar, just like those dots on the top of the monk's head.