Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Thin Old Man (Ask for Recommendations, Ask for Collections, All Kinds of Requests.) )
"Sir, since you're mistaken, let me go. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Looking at the thin old man who seemed to have lost his soul, Qi Yu asked in a low voice.
Maybe it was Qi Yu's plea that moved the heavens and woke up the thin old man from his confusion.
Looking at the existence in front of him, the thin old man's face seemed to have made up his mind, and the fallen leaves that picked up his hand flew towards Qi Yu's torn wound.
"Roar." With a huge and sacred dragon roar, Qi Yu also broke free from his restraints, and the emaciated old man was suddenly shocked and flew over.
All of a sudden, it hit the huge rockery in front of the Fenglu Hall, and the rockery was smashed to pieces.
Moving his body, Qi Yu picked up the spear he collected and rushed towards the old man, looking at Qi Yu who was rushing towards him, although the thin old man was seriously injured by the dragon roar just now.
But his face did not change because of this, looking at Qi Yu's thin old man's face showed a hideous face, the terrifying energy field mixed with many fallen leaves formed a flowing protective layer around the old man.
Looking at the terrifying energy field formed in front of the thin old man, Qi Yu roared angrily, and the golden dragon rushed towards the thin old man with a terrifying and sacred aura.
With a roar from the dragon, Qi Yu slammed his right hand, and the energy field gathered around the old man was torn apart into a huge mouth.
Looking at the embarrassed old man's shocked expression, Qi Yu said silently in his heart.
"Unparalleled law, mirage. Mirage, parasitic. ”
As Qi Yu's words ended, a black shadow picked up the dark green shadow dagger that was originally hanging from his waist and stabbed at the thin old man.
With the mirage entering, the thin old man suddenly lost the ability to act, looking at the fear on the old man's face with a trace of remorse, Qi Yu picked up the weapon in his hand and threw himself at the old man.
With a terrible roar, the thin old man turned into a bloody light and disappeared in front of Qi Yu's eyes at once.
"Bloodshed."
With the disappearance of the emaciated old man, the real place where Qi Yu was located seemed to be about to crack.
After a sound that seemed to be glass breaking, Qi Yu was surprised to find himself standing quietly in his small courtyard like this.
Looking at everything around him, recalling the scene just now, Qi Yu's heart was so puzzled, he never understood why he was here now when he was attacked in Yulutang just now.
After taking a closer look at the scene around him, he saw a broken mirror appear in front of Qi Yu's eyes, and when he picked up the broken mirror, Qi Yu looked at it carefully.
I saw that this was a fist-sized gilt mirror, although the mirror had been damaged, and its preciousness could be seen from it, an unknown demon beast Neidan was inlaid in the back of the bronze mirror.
Delicate patterns, strange symbols seem to be words and spells.
Although the bronze mirror is small, the energy emitted from its body is huge, and the source of the energy is the demon beast Neidan embedded in the bronze mirror.
After carefully looking at the bronze mirror in his hand again, Qi Yu hurriedly put the bronze mirror into his space ring.
Looking at Tie Qiaoqiao, who came in a hurry, Qi Yu said with a smile: "What's the matter, it's making you so anxious." ”
"Quick, quick, go to the guild hall." Looking at Qi Yu's indifferent expression as if nothing had happened, Tie Qiaoqiao said hurriedly.
"Lead the way." Looking at Tie Qiaoqiao's helpless expression, Qi Yu smiled, and then pretended not to see it.
Although Xia Yirou introduced the scene of the guild to herself yesterday, the warrior guild was so big that Qi Yu couldn't figure out where it was, and he only vaguely remembered a few important places in his mind.
"Yulu Hall, Treasure Hall."
The two of them felt the hall of the Warrior Guild and turned to look.
Qi Yu also had to sigh at the strength of the Warrior Guild, and saw that in the hall that was not too big, six high-level beings were quietly sitting on the most noble row of seats above.
And next to the six seniors, there are more than a dozen existences that are the lowest and middle level.
Looking at Qi Yu who came over, Xia Yirou, who was sitting in the first row, smiled and shouted to Qi Yu and Tie Qiaoqiao: "Here." ”
As Xia Yirou's mortal shouted, everyone looked at the door at the same time, perhaps because of familiarity, Tie Qiaoqiao directly ignored everyone's gaze and walked towards Xia Yirou, and then stood quietly behind Xia Yirou.
Looking at the different eyes of the people, there are doubts, anger, and schadenfreude.
Qi Yu shook his head and strode towards Xia Yirou, although he had just experienced a life-and-death battle, Qi Yu took care of his wounds as soon as possible, and changed into a new robe.
And this time, the wound on the body did not continue to split, and with the help of the third-level pill, it quickly scarred and coagulated.
Under the surprised, puzzled, and angry gaze of everyone, Qi Yu sat on Xia Yirou's left hand side like this.
Looking at Qi Yu who was sitting on Xia Yirou's left, the three elders on the right smiled and said, "Young man, not bad." ”
"Where, where." Looking at the beautiful Third Elder, Qi Yu hurriedly responded.
As for whether it has other meanings, these are not things that Qi Yu has to consider, for Qi Yu, since the beauty has spoken to you, even if it is purposeful, you can't ignore others.
Looking at Qi Yu, who closed his eyes as if he was resting after just saying a word, the third elder shook his head helplessly, and then turned around and rested as well.
Looking at the slowly quiet crowd, Yang Yihai coughed, and woke everyone up from rest and thinking.
Looking at everyone's puzzled expressions, Yang Yihai. He cleared his throat and said slowly: "Everyone must be very puzzled in their hearts, wondering why I, an old man, urgently called you here. ”
looked at the puzzled people, Yang Yihai. continued: "Everyone should know about what happened more than half a month ago. ”
"The Flying Grassland was attacked and polluted. As the nominal owner of the Feijiao Grassland, although the royal family appeared at the first time to deal with this matter, everyone should know the result. ”
"Don't say these useless things, get to the point." The irascible Sixth Elder said loudly.
Looking at the people who were communicating and discussing with each other, Yang Yihai shook his head helplessly, and said sadly: "Be quiet, listen to me finish speaking." ”
"The leader of the Magic Guild is dead."
In a short sentence, as if a volcano had erupted, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and the hall became quiet, and the silence was terrifying.
Even the voices of the crowd exhaling and the sound of their hearts beating could be heard.
"Plop, plop."