In the market of Datang, there is an old man, this old man is always full of nonsense, he has never done a thing, but he is always full of complaints.

This old man is Sun Duolu, and this old thing has been tossing around blindly recently.

The old thing Sun Duolu didn't have any money, so he asked Tang Zhaozong for it, and Tang Zhaozong gave him 20,000 Kaiyuan Tongbao, which was a huge amount of money, but after the old man Sun Duolu got it, he didn't have the slightest gratitude.

This old thing is just a scolding, this old guy has never respected others.

It seems that to be polite to others is to be offensive to yourself.

This old man seems to feel that the whole world owes him, and in his eyes, everyone is unfair to him.

The old thing was very angry, and he just blew his beard and glared all day long, and he looked very annoying.

I know, my friends must be having a good time here, so, look, excuse me, can you put me down and put me in ......."

"You'll be able to reunite with your friends in a moment," said the dragon briskly, "I mean, if you're religious, it won't be long before you're reunited with them in heaven." It is impossible for those who enter Weilmburg to leave. Unless, of course, it refers to the figurative sense of 'departing'. Triumphant! Sildela, tell him how to get on the ring! ”

"Look at how you made me!" Ling Sifeng whispered.

Clen shook in his hands. "Remember, I'm a magic sword!" It snorted.

"How could I forget!"

"Climb the ladder and grab a ring!" The dragoon said, "Lift your feet up again and let the hook of your boot hang on the loop." ”

He helped the frightened wizard climb up and hang his head down. The wizard's robe was tucked into the waistband of his trousers, and Kling dangled it in his hands. From this point of view, the dragoons are passable, but the dragons hanging from the perching rings also appear in the field of vision, like a huge dripping beast statue on a building. Their eyes lit up with interest.

"Be prepared." Leo! Special said. A dragoon handed him a long thing wrapped in red silk.

"Till death strike." He said, "Please." ”

"If I win, let me go?"

Ling Sifeng said, but he didn't have much hope.

Leo! The riders who had gathered together tilted their heads.

"Don't be stupid." He said.

Ling Sifeng took a deep breath. "I think I've got to warn you," his voice barely shuddered, "I'm a magic sword. ”

Leo! He threw the red silk into the darkness, revealing a pitch-black sword with runes flashing on the blade.

"What a coincidence!" As he spoke, he stabbed his sword through it.

Ling Sifeng stiffened in fright, but Kling had already lunged over and brought his arm forward. The two swords intersected, flashing an eighth-colored light.

Leo! He flickered back, his eyes shrinking into a narrow slit. Kling rushed into his protective circle, and Lord Dragon's sword jerked upward, blocking most of Kling's power to the side, but a thin red mark was still drawn on his body.

With a roar, he pounced on the wizard, sliding over the rings, hooked boots "dangdang". The two swords collided again, and a strong magic force emerged. Meanwhile, Leo! Teh stretched out his other hand and struck Ling Sifeng's head, causing the wizard to unhook one foot and swing that leg desperately.

Ling Sifeng knew that he was almost the most failed wizard in the saucer world, because he could only spell a single spell. But despite this, he is still a wizard after all. According to the cruel laws of magic, this means that when he is dying, the Grim Reaper himself will come to ask for his life (instead of sending his countless minions, as is customary). When the sword swung again, the sword slowly arced, and when the sword slashed, time suddenly became as thick as syrup.

In the eye of Lingsi Feng, the world was covered with a layer of eighth color of light, and the photons collided with the suddenly generated magical airflow, and everything was dyed a faint purple. In the purple light, Lord Long became a terrifying statue, swinging his sword as slowly as a snail.

Leo! There was also a figure next to him, which could only be seen by those who could see through the other four levels where the magic was. This figure was tall, dark, and thin, standing in the cold starry night that had suddenly fallen, wielding a famously sharp scythe in both hands......

Lingsifeng shrank his head. The blade of the sword "smack" in the cold air

The ground swept over his scalp and, without slowing, slashed into the rock at the top of the cave. The Grim Reaper cursed, his voice as cold as a tomb, and then vanished. As soon as the Grim Reaper was gone, the reality of the saucer world immediately rumbled back again. Leo! He gasped in shock: the wizard shrank his head just now, and his movements were really amazing, and he dodged his fatal blow. Ling Sifeng used all the strength that can only be squeezed out by being too frightened, and his body stretched, like a coiled poisonous snake popping out, and pounced on Leo!

Specially, he grabbed Lord Long's arm holding the sword with both hands and twisted it tightly.

At this time, the only ring on Lingsifeng's feet was already overloaded, and only a soft metal sound was heard, and the ring fell off the stone.

He fell headlong down, his body shaking violently. If you fall, you will be crushed. He grabbed Lord Dragon's arm tightly, and he grabbed it so tightly that Lord Long couldn't help but scream.

Leo! When I looked up at my feet, I saw that the rock crust around the pitons that held the walking ring in place had already begun to fall down the stone slag.

"Let it go, you damn it!" He cried out, "Or we're all finished!" ”

Ling Sifeng didn't say a word, but grabbed Lord Long's arm with all his might, and his mind was full of images of himself dying on the rocks below.

"Shoot him!" Leo! Special shouted.

Ling Sifeng leaned into his peripheral vision to find a few crossbows aimed at him. Leo! The empty hand took the opportunity to wave, and a bunch of rings from his fist plunged into the wizard's finger.

He let go.

Shuanghua grabbed the iron railing and pulled herself up.

"Do you see anything?" Heron asked. He's under the feet of the double flower.

"I only see the clouds."

Heron picked him up and sat down on the edge of a wooden bed. The wooden bed was the only piece of furniture in the cell. "Damn it!" He said.

"Don't despair!" Shuanghua said.

"I'm not desperate."

"I think it must have been a misunderstanding. I think they'll let us go soon. They look very cultured. ”

Heron's two eyes under his thick eyebrows glared at him, and he opened his mouth to say something, and then seemed to think that it was better not to say it, only to sigh.

"As soon as we go back, we can tell others that we have seen Longlo!" Shuanghua continued, "Sounds good, huh? ”

"Dragons don't exist." "Two hundred years ago, Kodeth of Fire Beast City killed the last dragon. I don't know what we saw, but it certainly wasn't a dragon. ”

(End of chapter)