There are a total of nine people in this group of dark shadows, and the leader is Wang Zhenjun.

Two years ago, Wang Zhenjun was a swordsman with advanced apprenticeship combat power, and during a mission, he was unfortunately blinded by the claws of the cave bear, and later everyone called him Wang Blind.

Although people should not be good-looking, they must also look pleasing to the eye. Otherwise, who wants to understand the tenderness hidden under your unpleasant appearance?

When the king was not blind, because his character was not very good, and his strength was not outstanding, there were not many adventure teams that hired him, and after he was blind in one eye, he was still scratched by the bear's claws, and the huge wound extended from his forehead to his chin, and after two years, he still had a big mouth open, and it looked particularly hideous.

As a result, the adventurous team that was willing to take him out on a mission was almost extinct. If you meet a female captain, you will veto him with disgust with just one glance.

The blind man could only wander in the city of Fran, and over time, by virtue of force, he gathered a group of people, all of whom were the hooligans and ruffians in the city, and these people had almost the same experience as the blind man, and had an adventurous career, but it was terminated for various reasons, and his life was not satisfactory.

They had been staring at the place for days, and the target was the Français Museum.

The Flange Museum is facing Zhenghuang Road, on the left side is Dingbang Road, on the right is Shangliu Street, behind the courtyard wall, is the Sanhui Lane.

They found that there were very few people walking at night in these three return alleys, and the people on duty at night in the museum were only six guards, and for them, it would not take much effort to solve these six guards, but as long as they succeeded, they would no longer have to worry about money for half their lives.

People who have an unsatisfactory life, if they encounter such a beautiful thing that can get rich overnight, it is nothing to take risks.

Today is not yet night, they brought tools to the vicinity, as soon as the night, Wang Zhenjun took five people, covered with a black cloth to hide their faces, put on a wide black robe to cover their figures, pinned to their waists to prepare for killing, ropes and cloth bags to carry items, came to the backyard of the museum under the wall to prepare, just wait for the night to be completely dark, the guards are drowsy, they will climb over the wall to enter, make this windfall!

As the saying goes, no book is written without coincidence.

Wang Zhenjun's group met Luo Sheng, who was extremely afraid of ghosts, and two of the three stones he threw were empty, one hit the blue brick wall and one hit the tree trunk, but the last stone, by coincidence, hit the left eye socket of the blind man, and almost beat the blind man into a real blind man.

Originally, they thought that they had been discovered and exposed, and they were going to prepare to retreat.

At this moment, Luo Sheng's shout came over, and when they heard it, the ghost cried wolf and shouted ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, it turned out that they had met a fool.

It turned out to be a false alarm, so that they could spare Luo Sheng?

When they surrounded Luo Sheng, Luo Sheng completely lost his mind, only regarded them as ghosts, and fought back violently.

There are nine of them, and the highest force is Wang Zhenjun, but he also has a low-level full-time combat power, and he has not been promoted.

How can such a group of people be Luo Sheng's opponents?

Thanks to Luo Sheng's extreme fear, what he saw with his eyes, what he heard with his ears, and what he felt from waving the weapon on his body, made him think about ghosts, so he didn't take out the spear hanging in the gold coin bag on his waist, and he didn't open the pet bag next to the gold coin bag.

In this way, nine people surrounded one person, but one person beat him to cry and cry his mother.

Although there are many legends in Sanhui Lane, and it is often dark, after all, it connects the two main streets, and soon, the wailing voice will lead the patrol team over.

Soon, a total of ten Luo Sheng were taken to the public security management office located in the eastern section of Dingbang Road.

Luo Sheng's nonsense, of course the magistrate of the public security station did not believe it.

Wang Blind and his gang, but it was difficult to explain why in the dark night, in the Sanhui Alley, wearing black robes and carrying ropes and cloth bags, and why, they had a conflict with Luo.

Nine people are nine mouths, talking to themselves, and the preface does not match the afterword.

In the middle of the night, the sheriff made clear the purpose of Wang's blind gang.

Steal the Flange Museum!

Is this worth it?

In the Française Museum, there are more than 2,000 pieces of priceless treasures, such as portraits of Lyon III, works by Dalic, ancient coins of the Elcadia Empire, etc., many of which are known as the important weapons of the country. If you don't say that you lose some of these things, you lose one thing, and the security guards tonight will all have to lose their heads!

The interrogator in charge of interrogating Wang Zhenjun immediately became angry, grabbed the bench and beat him, and the other two subordinates couldn't stop him at all.

A case of attempted theft, but it was reported all the way, and even alarmed the prime minister.

In just two hours, two elite squadrons of the Ninth Soldier Regiment, totaling 1,016 people, were mobilized to Dingbang Road, where they were arranged on Dingbang Road, Zhenghuang Main Road, Shangliu Street, Sanhui Lane and nearby streets under the arrangement of the Public Security Office.

Sanhui Lane is even more important, with a distance of less than 400 meters, the number of soldiers and security guards exceeds 300. In the garrison of the 9th Soldier Regiment, there are two other elite squadrons on standby.

The honor of protecting history and guarding heavy weapons immediately fell to Luo Sheng, who was huddled in the corner of the cell.

Luo Sheng was immediately transferred to the East Hospital of Françaine City, where the lightest scratches were also treated with high-quality healing plasters, and two elderly missionaries were specially responsible for treating him

A psychotherapist was hired to calm his emotions.

Soon, Ulian arrived as the captain of the magic sword squad.

The guard knocked on the door of Wu Lian's house and said to Wu Lian: "The members of the magic sword team were beaten by hooligans, and now, the condition is not very good. ”

Hearing this news, Wu Lian didn't believe it at all, let alone nine, even nineteen hooligans, Luo Sheng could beat them all over the ground to find teeth.

Could it be that among the hooligans, there is a hidden senior combat power? Can you hurt a senior professional knight? A hooligan with senior combat power? Can't you, you still need to be a hooligan if you have that combat power? Who gave birth to Luo? Is it fighting for the magic sword? Could it be that the wild wolf group did it?

Along the way, Wulian thought of all the possibilities he could think of.

But when she saw Luo Sheng, everything was clear.

The wounds on Luo Sheng's body were a hundred times heavier, and the two missionaries were able to heal him. It's not that he's injured, it's mental, there's something wrong.

The next morning, Ling Ling and Miao Xiaodao, who received the news, also returned to Wulian's house, and Ye Ya, who was studying in the witch's house, did not come because he could not be notified.

Wu Lian lay on the table and tilted her head, constantly pointing her fingers at her temples, her brows furrowed.

Lingling's three fingers of his right hand gently plucked the bowstring, making a dull trill.

Miao Xiaodao was sitting on the chair, not saying a word.

"Or ......"

"That's it......"

Wu Lian and Miao Xiaodao opened at the same time.

Wu Lian raised his eyebrows and motioned for Miao Xiaodao to speak first.

"I used to think that he was pretending to be scared, but I didn't expect it to be true, and it was so serious, we had to find a way to make him no longer afraid of ghosts...... Ghost monsters. ”

"Well, what can you do?"

"We took him to the pet market, where there are a lot of ghost pets, so let him have more contact with it, and he will definitely not be afraid. Miao Xiaodao said what he thought.

"No!" Wu Lian directly vetoed, "There, how can you put pressure on him, it's useless." ”

"Take your time, you can't, scare him stupid again, right?"

"He can take his time, but the magic sword can't take his time!" Wu Lian stood up, "You have also seen that the team of the same level as us, to say the least, there are twenty teams, not to mention for a long time, in the late first half of the year, it may not be able to catch up with ......"

"As far as our next mission is concerned, we will face the alien gods, and there is no guarantee that there will be no ghosts and monsters among them, if at that time, the stupid big man will come out like this again, how can we rest assured that he will come to guard?"

"Luo Qi's condition, if you can't recover as soon as possible...... Ling Ling put away his bow and said, "In extraordinary times, use extraordinary means, let him adapt immediately!"

"Yes, we need to use the fastest time to make him understand that ghost monsters are no different from other monsters, they also have life and flesh, and they will also die, but they will manifest themselves in different forms......

"Yes, I fully support you!"

Miao Xiaodao stood up and said, "That, there is still some training, you think about it first, where you use me, let Aunt Yi bring a word!" After speaking, without waiting for Wu Lian and Lingling to reply, he ran back to the Swordsman Association with a smoke.

Seeing this, Lingling also stood up, "I ......"

But he was pressed back into the chair by Wu Lian, and his forehead was on Lingling's forehead: "Think about it!"

"Aunt Yi, make something Lingling loves to eat, she has dinner at home!"

"Where's you, Miss?"

"I've got something to do, so I'm not going to eat lunch!"

The days are moving forward unhurriedly, and they will not stop because of certain things, whether it is a small matter such as having breakfast or not, or such a major existential event as Astia will be defeated.

Luo Sheng is afraid of such a trivial matter as ghosts, of course, it is not enough to affect the passage of time.

After being taken back to the Knight Training Center, he received commendations from the Public Security Office, cultural relics researchers, and historical preservation personnel.

The intensity of training is also getting bigger and bigger, and Luo Sheng can't be allowed to think nonsense at all.

After learning that Rasheng possessed the witchcraft skills given by the gods, Captain Agnette immediately increased his training accordingly.

The witchcraft skill of attack ineffectiveness comes from the god Ruby, but Luo Sheng has never thought about how to use it. It's not that I can't think of it, but I'm used to relying on the knight's strong physical strength to solve problems. This witchcraft that can be called a magic skill, Luo Sheng has used it very limited times, and it is limited to training, until now, this skill that can be successfully released just by pronouncing the name of the witchcraft, Luo Sheng can't release it 100 percent......

A middle-aged knight who Luo Sheng absolutely couldn't fight against was transferred to the training center, and the means of training were ...... Without a cold bone, how can the plum fragrance come to your nose?

At the same time, Master Xi Sai Xin's Spiegel Water Stopping Skill also surfaced, and the middle-aged knight increased the power of his fist, well, it is a beautiful name, helping Luo Sheng experience it as soon as possible, and the experience when Spiegel stopped water and recovered his strength.

Therefore, in addition to the need to cultivate to a high-level guard, he also has to make the attack ineffective and make the technique as he wants, and practice the mirror to stop the water to the intermediate and advanced stage, Luo Sheng is still a little cautious, and he can't lose it.

All in all, the time left for him in a day, counting sleep, is not six hours, where is there still the mind to think about anything else.

He didn't want to be afraid of ghosts, but it didn't mean that other people didn't want to, such as Lingling and Wulian, who took a lot of trouble for this.

Lingling told Wu Lian about the plan, and found Miao Xiaodao again, and said this and this, Miao Xiaodao slapped his thigh and said okay.

Under some orders, the three of them went their own way, preparing to give Luo Sheng a ghost killing operation.

After talking about these people, let's talk about Ye Ya who entered the witch's house.

The five magicians of the Witch's House all welcomed Ye Ya's arrival.

In particular, Pasubiana and Dosssad were very happy to see Min Jin.

Strictly speaking, Min Zhen is half a child and disciple of the two, when Min Zhen was still a pupa, it was they who used their pure mana to hatch Min Zhen, who was originally a wind and fire dual-line Min Zhen, why did they have such a fast speed and such a strong explosive power, it was entirely because of the masterpieces of these two.

In the small world of the Witch's House, there is no point in talking about time.

The small world is entirely made of magic, and as long as these five preside over it, this world will not die.

Ye Ya entered the red moon calendar in the small world, in the spring of 5393.

When he entered, he had learned the Wind Blade, Ice Blade, Fireball, Flameburst, Meteorite, Earth Shield, Wind Array, Wind Wall, Flame Forest, Ice Arrow, and the four forbidden spells he had learned from the four wandering Magisters in Ghana alone.

For the offensive spells of the four attributes, a single or dual mage can only learn two or four, but Ye Ya has learned them all over again.

In addition, there are about thirty kinds of auxiliary spells, such as levitation, wind walking, swiftness, ice armor, knotting, etc.

Wind Blade, Fireball, Ice Blade, these three spells, Ye Ya used the most, the most proficient, barely reached the high intermediate level, and the others were indescribably miserable.

The old mage of Dilsi Yadami kept chanting in front of Ye Ya: "The old man is confused, he must be confused...... Hey, the years don't forgive people!"

Ye Ya was able to pass the assessment of Shenmu and get the qualification for promotion, so as to enter the witch's house, and Dilcia Damei concluded that it was the old Shenmu who was confused, and a mage who had not even mastered an offensive high-level spell could be promoted to become a senior magician?

Thinking back to 5,600 years ago, Ye Ya's father, who was also a balance magician, had six attack spells honed to a high-level level before he passed the test of the Divine Tree.

How did Ye Ya, this kid, pass the test without mastering a high-level spell?

It's not a god wood who is confused, what else can it be.

After a brief understanding of Ye Ya's experience, the old mage sighed: "Do you want me to teach you the truth that you can't chew too much?"

Ye Ya wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak.

According to Wu Lian's meaning, three or five offensive spells are enough, and forbidden spells can be learned, which is luck, and three or five spells are enough for him to practice hard for a lifetime.

But all the spell masters were met by him, and he was a master who loved to learn, and he learned all the spells he could learn at once.

"Why are Balance Mages stronger than Single-lineage and Dual-line Mages?"

"Balanced mages can fuse spells, and the power of fusion spells is directly stronger than that of single-line super spells, and dual-system and single-line mages do not have this condition......"

"Since the power of fusion spells is already stronger than super spells, why do you have to work hard to learn super powerful spells of a single line?"

"I ......"

"Oh, I know, you must already know that you're stupid and can't learn tolerance and spells. ”

"I ......"

"Okay, in the future, polish all the attack spells you have learned to medium and high level, otherwise...... Hey hey ......"

After Di Ersi Ya Damei finished speaking, he threw Ye Ya's official magic badge into the trash.

Attack spells, all of which are of medium to high level...... Ye Ya paid enough price for his studiousness.

A young man who can be twenty years old is coerced by five old women to practice penance like an old man, and this kind of life is seventy-three years.

Of course, Dilsia Dami understood what made Shenmu relax his conditions and let this kid go.

It's the sleeping Nelson Bada.

This existence, who had once reached the combat power of a mid-level master, released his own aura all the time even when he was asleep.

Shenmu, who had experienced the war of the different gods, naturally recognized his breath and thought that Ye Ya was the reincarnation of Nelson Bada and had awakened.

But what kind of person is Dilsi Ya Damei, who can become the president of the magic guild and control the witch's house, can he be an easy person? can see through Nelson Bada's weakness at a glance, in this small world, this former god can only be slaughtered by them.

The problem is that the study of magic is not a day or two, a year or two can be achieved, and he can only find an excuse to keep his host...... Slaughtering a god is exciting to think about!

In the autumn and February of Xinlan 407, due to entering the realm of gods and people intertwined in time, Luo Sheng was only twenty-one and a half years old, and Miao Xiaodao, who was only half a year older than Luo Sheng, was already twenty-four, and Wulian, who was the youngest in the team, was also twenty-three years old, as for Lingling, as an elf clansman, he had also completed the most important transformation in the elf's life.

Ye Ya had entered the Temple of Bezrem, and lived in the small world of the Witch's House for seventy-three years, but his appearance had not changed at all, if he did not count the psychological age of experience, he could barely be regarded as a centenarian.

The Demon Sword Squad, their situation is not the best among the full-time adventure squads, but it is just right, this benefit is like a seed, which is being nourished and accumulated by the soil of the years bit by bit, waiting to break through the soil.

(End of chapter)