Chapter 140: Sad Teleporter

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Yuan Huang didn't worry about shooting himself at all, because the jumpsuit would definitely block the bullets, and besides, he was wrapped in a cloak comparable to gold threads, so it would never be fine, but Porta didn't know it. Just trick Botha into stepping up and saving herself, right? Try and lose nothing. If it succeeds, Yuan Huang can take a fragment of the artifact and drive away a piece of super glue, if it fails, it is a big deal to waste a bullet.

With a bang, the bullet was bounced off by something.

The muzzle of the gun was less than an arm's length away from his chest, and in the blink of an eye, Porta magically manipulated the gift he had received, the small piece of meteorite that could be clenched with one hand, and flew to the chest of the source phoenix, performing a high-speed rotation, blocking the bullet and deflecting away from the intended trajectory. However, the magnetic rail micro-impulse is a bullet fired with a strong electromagnetic thrust, which is not so easy to completely resist, and in the end it is just a bullet point that changes from the chest to the shoulder.

With the crisp sound of metal clashing, Yuan Huang's body shook.

"My lord! Are you okay! Porta almost grabbed Yuanhuang's shoulders with a lunging posture, roaring, and quickly looked up and down for injuries on Yuanhuang's body.

That anxious and concerned expression......

Seeing that the bullet hit Yuan Huang's shoulder without causing the slightest damage, Porta shouted, "Please don't make such jokes in the future!" He seemed to have taken Yuan Huang's words seriously before.

Failed. If the bullet could have deviated a little further and not landed on the source phoenix, this plan would have been perfect. "Thank you for saving me", "I finally repaid the favor", both parties were happy. It's a pity that now the fact that Yuanhuang is not afraid of bullets has been exposed.

Yuan Huang found that this Bota was more difficult to deal with than the Teleportation Emperor, at least the latter also put forward three specific conditions, and the former had no idea where to start. I'm afraid getting the artifact fragment from Porta will be a long way off.

The human heart, so strange.

Yuan Huang suddenly realized from the trivial matter of giving a gift that whether it was Bota, Hongyang Minbo or the five, their hearts were far from being as simple as they expected. Obviously, he himself lived a very simple life - he had vowed to become an archmage for as long as he could remember, and he had been working hard for it without distractions.

He tilted his head to stare at Porta, who looked a little angry in front of him, and couldn't help but think: It's a pity that it's a man, otherwise I'm really moved.

The two had dinner together in the spaceship without a word.

Yuan Huang returned to the bedroom.

Although it was clear that Porta had been sent back, the latter did not listen at all, and sat on the floor with his back to the door of the captain's bedroom.

Opinionated man.

Yuan Huang didn't want to care about Pota anymore, so he just lay on the bed like that. Although the others were still busy in the territory, Yuan Huang just confirmed to the bed sister through the mask that everything was going well, and then fell asleep like that.

Before going to bed, he took out the artifact fragments he had collected so far and played with them in his hands. There are three pieces in total, the old bastard's, the anonymous one, and the Dong Shangjue's can also be said to be the sparrow's, and they have repaired the mobile system, the medical system, and the precision machinery system respectively. The prophet's hung around the neck of the source phoenix. At present, it has also been found that Porta and Teleportation Emperor also have a piece each, but they are not easy to start.

A good night.

When he woke up in the morning, Yuan Huang habitually called, "Gran, is everything okay?" He found that Gran had not returned all night, and that the bunk where he usually slept near the door was now empty.

When I opened the door, I saw Porta sitting all night with her back against the wall outside her bedroom. I'm sleeping very deeply now.

Kook.

This man is the type that Yuan Huang is difficult to deal with.

Yuan Huang tiptoed to the hall and hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast. Only then did he realize that since yesterday afternoon, the Elite Spider sent to the Mage Association to inquire about the news has not returned. This incident made Yuan Huang a little concerned - it wouldn't be discovered by the mages and then trampled on, right?

Ants in one's pants.

Afraid of waking Botha, Genhuang tiptoed away from the spaceship and decided to venture back to the Mage Guild to see for himself.

Finding a place where no one was around, he took off his mask and changed into a normal set of clothes, and headed to the teleportation station.

He was no longer dressed as a celestial mage, just a thin boy, and of course no one made way for him wherever he passed. Not only that, but there were some troubles when I got to the teleportation station.

As soon as he arrived near the teleportation station, the mage on duty stopped him, and today it seemed that the interrogation was stricter than usual: "You, where are you going?" โ€

"Wangcheng."

"20 silver ...... Wait a minute. After hearing this, the mage on duty was stunned, frowned and asked disdainfully, "Wang Cheng?" You? What about passes? โ€

โ€ฆโ€ฆ Yuan Huang forgot about this stubble. After three years of imprisonment by the Prophet, this was the first time he had used the teleportation station in the normal way. Nonsense, of course you need a pass to enter the royal city, it's also nonsense, he doesn't have it at all, he used to enter the city by brushing his face, and he didn't need to check the pass when he went out of the city.

Seeing that Yuan Huang didn't look like he had a pass, the mage on duty beckoned to call the guards and began to search his body. It's just a routine check-up, but it's a hassle! Yuan Huang was carrying a cloak and a coverall, and it was impossible for them to be searched.

Refusal, of course!

But the guards don't care if you refuse or not, seeing Yuan Huang's attitude of resistance, they are even more suspicious, and what was a routine inspection has gradually become rude. One of the guards grabbed Yuan Huang's small arm with his left hand, dragged it over, and yelled viciously: "Hand over your backpack, are you putting contraband, don't let Lao Tzu throw you into prison and search slowly!" โ€

Yuan Huang's face immediately darkened when he heard this.

This teleportation station is located outside the walls of the Northwest Commercial City, and this is still his territory, how dare you do this to your lord? the groove. I remember your face.

When pulling, Yuan Huang's strength could not compare to the other party, and the backpack was finally snatched away. Something is wrong!

"Huh? Wait......" The mage on duty who interrogated Yuan Huang just now suddenly turned a little ugly, and asked in a humble tone, "That, the eldest brother is a little familiar, may I ask what to call ......"

"My name is Yuan Huang."

"Back!" The mage on duty suddenly turned pale, pointed at the guards and shouted, "Return the backpack to this adult, hurry up!" "All of a sudden, it became very cowardly.

Faced with the sudden change in the other party's attitude, Yuan Huang was slightly stunned, and then figured it out - by the way, Xiao Youxiang had instructed all the mages on duty at the teleportation station to notify her as soon as they saw me.

If it were a normal time, Yuan Huang would definitely use the teleportation station immediately, for fear that Xiao Youxiang would catch up and entangle. But now it's different.

"You know me, huh? That's good to say, go, move a chair! Yuan Huang was almost searched out of his backpack for a mask, and his stomach was aggrieved, so he immediately sat in place, but he didn't let go.

The expression of the mage on duty was both like crying and laughing, and he bent down and clenched his fists and whispered good things to Yuan Huang, what kind of small ones have eyes and no beads, adults, you are exempt from inspection and free to go, don't worry about the small ones or anything.

No, Yuan Huang shook his head and waited here.

The guards who were scrambling for the backpack just now couldn't help but turn blue when they saw it, although they didn't understand what the situation was, they also understood that they seemed to have provoked the wrong characters.