In the lush dark green forest, several figures sprinted forward in succession. With a bang, a flaming dragon crossed an arc and fell to the left of the figure in front, blasting out a pitch-black pit, billowing smoke covering the surroundings.

The person who ran to the front was Hedeyin, who was trying to get out of the pursuit of the people behind him. His skin was pale, his pupils were covered with countless bloodshots, and the tip of his nose gushed out streams of white heat.

He kept running forward, and from time to time he used the golden sword in his hand to swing several thunder-colored currents to block Bieber's pursuit behind him.

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning fell on the grass on the ground, quickly spreading to the ground, and the grass showed traces of charred ash.

"Run, run!" Heideyn was firm in her heart, her mind was blank at this time, and all her mental concentration was constantly mobilizing for this thought.

After running forward for a few minutes, a flash of surprise suddenly appeared on Heidein's face, which was tired from continuous running, and the corners of his mouth outlined an excited smile that could not be ignored.

He knew that he had taken a turn for the better when he was being chased!

"Help! Help me! Help me! Hedin stretched out a hand and bent his palm, using it as a trumpet to shout as hard as he could.

The surrounding woods rustled and trembled, and a few scorched yellow dead leaves slowly fell.

His voice drew several old men and young men in front of him who were wearing black robes with golden veins around their necklines and sleeves.

At first, when Hedeyin saw that their palms did not have any magic arrays, his eyes showed a slight disappointment and despair, but when he saw the dozens of spirit beasts lying on the ground, he regained his excitement.

He knew that the guy who could defeat dozens of first-order spirit beasts was definitely an alchemist. Maybe they deliberately used the potion to cover up the magic array behind their hands, and they didn't want people to know.

There are often two kinds of such people. One is that he has provoked an enemy, and his strength is not strong. The second is very strong, but he wants to use the identity of an ordinary person to tour around the kingdom.

Hedin was sure that the guys in front of him were the legendary powerhouses, at least intermediate alchemists, and maybe even high-level alchemists.

Heideyin shouted excitedly, like a hungry wolf encountering food, and even his eyes were greedy with green light: "Please help me and save my life, the guys in the back are bad guys." ”

He didn't care if the other party would care about his identity as a heretical alchemist, it was better than being killed now.

Several black-robed people who heard the voice.

The one at the front has a young and handsome face. A waist-length flaxen-haired man stretched out his fingers and flicked forward, and an indiscernible wind blade sprinted forward three meters directly along Heidein's side, instantly blocking Bieber's front.

Bieber suddenly felt something terrible staring at him, the unprecedented danger and the chill of his body as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he wanted to move to the left. Although there is no change in the front as usual, there is no mistake in the mind.

Bieber flashed forward quickly, brushing three or four meters away from its original position, moving like a sensitive light monkey. But even if that's the case. The left shoulder was still like a giant blade slashing forward, the arm and left leg fell neatly, and the bones and blood vessels of the wound could be clearly seen, and the scarlet blood was like a bloody arrow shooting straight forward. Most of the grass was instantly wet.

The intense pain made Bieber scream miserably, and he was instantly unconscious, falling straight to the ground. If it's an ordinary cut. Bieber is still able to compete as an alchemist, but unfortunately a certain amount of spiritual power is added to it. Acts quickly in the nerves.

A strange situation appeared, and the bodies of the knights behind were undoubtedly divided in half. Falling to the ground, white brains and messy organs emerged.

"Holy, cow. It's forced to explode, is this what people do? Hedin was stunned by Grant's move, forgetting to run and close her feet and mouth, and her body stood motionless like a petrified sculpture.

He never dreamed that the few black-robed people in front of him would be so powerful, and what was even more powerful was that with a single blow, he could destroy a junior alchemist and three knights. However, there is one problem that has not been clearly understood until now, and that is that this technique is not at all like that used by alchemists.

He forgot about the flow of time and was shocked by this move.

By the time he came to his senses, there were already several black-robed people around him, an old fellow, barefoot, dressed in tatters, like a beggar. But Heideyn knew that he could be around such a powerful person, and this must be a low-key master.

There was also an elegant middle-aged man behind him, exuding an aristocratic style, much more elegant than Owen.

The rest was a burly bald head with a hint of hideousness in his face. The rest is a charming-looking, sexy and hot body and tall man, even if you can't see the breasts inside, you can tell that it's big just by holding the bulging chest.

The young man who attracted him the most just now came to his rescue!

He looked like he was only in his twenties, even younger than himself, but he always gave him a very strange feeling.

"What's your name?" Grant closed his mouth and smiled and used his mental power to share.

"Uh......" Heideyin was slightly stunned, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, followed by excitement and gratitude, and he nodded hurriedly: "I, my name is Heideyin, thank you for your help, I am really grateful for your help." If it weren't for your help, I think I would have died in the forest. ”

"It's okay, we just want to ask you something to save you."

"Please." As Heideyin answered, her teeth chattered up and down, and her frightened eyes gradually settled down. When he heard the other party's words this time, it directly acted on his brain, and he also judged in his heart that the few people in front of him were definitely not from the kingdom, and no alchemist could use spiritual power to transmit sounds.

His expression changed more and more, and the reverence in his eyes was barely disguised. He had written of people on the other side of the forest from the Gate of Truth in the alchemists' books.

They are very powerful, extremely mysterious, and only appear once in hundreds of years, often one or two people. After a few years in the kingdom, you will go to the sea.

The kingdom gave this group of people the name of the Mystic, and they held a more mysterious and powerful person than the alchemists.

Hedin never dreamed that she would run into a group of mystics, and it would be too coincidental to be a little more coincidental. But there is one thing that is still very good for him, and that is that these people in front of him are mysteries, and they definitely don't care about any heretical alchemists.

He figured everything out, gritted his teeth, and looked at Grant eagerly, his straight eyes made Grant shiver, and he didn't know how this guy could smirk when he looked at him, and he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, could it be that the other party was a fool? Isn't this Nima's luck too unlucky?

What Grant doesn't know is that there is only one thought in Heidein's heart now, and that is to worship him as a teacher.

Heidean saw that Grant thought a lot of things, and at the same time was very fast.

It is undoubtedly difficult to rely on your own strength and grow to the point where even Owen values it. But for Heidein, difficulties are not a big deal, the most important thing is time.

The longer it dragged on, the more Ivy suffered.

Hedin definitely didn't want this to be the result, and looked forward to worshipping a mysterious person in front of her as her master. This situation has been clearly recorded before, but I don't know if the other party will take a fancy to me.

Bang!

Heidein knelt back, and said very respectfully and excitedly: "I ask the Mystic Lord to accept me as a student, I can do anything, and I have done all the hard work." I hope you will see my qualifications and be my teacher if you can. ”

Speaking of the back, thinking of the person in the record, the conversation changed and patted the fart.

Grant stared blankly at the young man kneeling in front of him, and raised his eyebrows speechlessly. In the past few years, when the students have gone to the other continent, this guy doesn't seem to know himself, does he think he is very powerful?

Grant saw that Heidein had black hair and black eyes, almost like a federal bloodline, and he also had some sympathy in his heart. But if you want to be your own student, you must at least have some conditions. After all, he is also a figure with a head and a face in the Nightmare Frontier.

He stretched out his hand and pretended to cough, and said a few words very maturely: "You can see how I am dressed and know that I am a person who loves to travel alone, and it is too troublesome to accept students and the like." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Heidein's mouth twitched, and a strange smile appeared on her face, especially the signal in her two eyes was actually a look that Grant knew very well.

You just blow it. Hedein looked at it and thought to herself, "You're still single with those guys." It's nothing more than a casual pretense to deny that you don't want to accept yourself as a student. But at least find a better reason.

"I see, it's an offense to the Mystic." Heidein's mouth was mixed with a thick disappointment, and he also spoke in a somewhat weak tone at the end.

Even though you know that you have a good chance of failing, it's still uncomfortable to really veto yourself. Fortunately, I still have a way to go, and I still hope to marry Ivy.

"Hehe, you want power. You want to be my student for the sake of power? Grant smiled, his eyes fixed on Hedeyn with interest.

He could feel that there was no large amount of negative energy around this alchemist, and he should not be a bad person.

Hei Deyin's heart suddenly burst, his eyes showed a tangled and complicated look, and he thought to himself: "Sure enough, he is a master, but how should he answer?" Is it to say yes or no, in case it is said yes, the other party is unhappy like before, and his body is divided into two halves. ”

He hesitated for a moment, but nodded, "Yes." ”

Since it's a master, there must be a little pretend. Forced habits. People say that they are for power, but if they say no, they seem to be a bit hypocritical, and they are naked and slap the face of the master. If you nod yes, you can be honest, and you can be regarded as turning a corner to make the master happy. (To be continued......)