Laughing and laughing, Motian hated these evil magicians who had fallen into darkness in his heart.

He couldn't forget the little boy's frightened eyes, and the piles of bones.

"Good grandson, you are very obedient, but..."Mo Tian stopped in the middle of speaking, and looked at the thunder magician with a blank face.

The thunder magician was like a pug, looking at Motian with longing eyes, looking forward to the end of this "misunderstanding".

He thought so, but Mo Tianque wouldn't do it.

A chill suddenly flashed in Mo Tian's eyes, and the thunder magician not far away felt an indescribable killing intent.

"How..." He was just about to speak, but Mo Tian on the other side was as fast as lightning, and with a move of the black tiger digging out his heart, half of the upper body of the thunder magician was destroyed by Mo Tian.

"You—" The Thunder Wizard's eyes widened, staring at Mo Tian in disbelief, wanting to have something to say, but life stopped forever at that moment.

"Killing so many innocent people, even if you call a hundred voices, a thousand grandfathers, I will not let you go. ”

Half of his body was stripped of his body, and the thunder mage fell heavily, and a few drops of blood splattered from Mo Tian's face.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, Motian looks extremely cold.

He didn't expect this difficult level mission to end so dramatically, it seems that the hard level is not necessarily that difficult.

The air returned to calm, and the cool breeze blew, making it seem extremely silent.

The lamp blew gently, and the thunder mage at the bottom of his feet could no longer move, and Mo Tian glanced at half of his body that fell elsewhere.

"Hmph! There are two hearts, no wonder you don't die if you destroy one heart. ”

Then, Mo Tian crouched down, ready to look through the treasures of the dead lightning magician.

At this moment, the blood-colored spell on the thunder mage's body resurfaced.

Mo Tian was shocked, thinking that he was a corpse, and immediately bounced up and opened the distance.

After waiting for a few breaths, the corpse of the thunder magician was shrouded in blood mist, and the smell of blood wafting in the air made Mo Tian extra vigilant.

The strangeness of blood magic made Motian very uneasy, and he was ready to deal with it at any time.

When the blood mist thickens into a blood-colored agate-like crystal, a strange scene occurs.

I saw that the blood mist suddenly exploded, and from the corpse of the thunder magician, a blood arrow flew out, and the target was Motian.

The speed of the blood arrow was extremely fast, like a ray of light, and it flew in front of Mo Tian's eyes in an instant.

Mo Tian couldn't react, and the blood arrow easily sank into his eyebrows, and then disappeared.

All this happened too quickly, Mo Tian only felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows, like an electric shock, a little paralyzed, but this pain soon disappeared, and he looked inside his body, and everything seemed to be normal.

"Could it be that the blood arrow just now is an illusion again?" Mo Tian was not sure in his heart, so it was better to observe for a while to be on the safe side.

Then, Mo Tian sat cross-legged, recovering his magic power while looking inwardly at various dead corners in his body.

During this period, Langritt came here with the little boy, and when he saw the corpse of the lightning wizard in the distance, he immediately blindfolded the little boy, which was too bloody.

Then, he saw that Motian was pranayama, so he didn't bother.

After more than twenty minutes, Mo Tian slowly opened his eyes and whispered, "It seems that it is really an illusion, but that stinging sensation is too real." ”

Mo Tian got up and rubbed his eyebrows, still a little palpitating.

Coincidentally, Langritt, who was leaning against the big tree, saw that Motian had finished pranayama and walked over with the little boy.

Mo Tian looked back and smiled smugly: "You guys are here! the danger is over, we can leave." ”

Langritt only glanced at Motian and didn't say anything, while the little boy snuggled up to him, peeking at Motian from time to time.

Mo Tian didn't talk much nonsense, and walked straight to the corpse of the thunder magician and touched him for some time.

"The harvest is not bad, a magic bag and a space ring. "After Motian got the loot, he was in a very happy mood.

The only people who survived in Santa Village now were this little boy and the old and young who were resting in the guild.

Mo Tian walked up to Langritt, squatted down and asked the little boy, "Little friend, would you like to go with your brothers?"

The little boy dodged Motian's gaze, looked left and right, and whispered, "Where are my parents? Have you seen my parents? I want my parents..."

Hearing this, Mo Tian's smile froze, and his eyes dimmed, among the white bones in the cave, there must be the parents of this little boy.

It would be cruel to tell him that his parents had turned to bones.

He is so young that he can't stand this kind of blow, which will have a serious impact on his future growth and development.

Out of these considerations, Mo Tian made up a lie and smiled: "Your parents, parents, and the people in the village have become stars in the sky, and they are looking at you at this moment?"

Motian pointed to the night sky and elbowed Langritt: "Langritt, you're right?"

Langritt glared at Mo Tian, and when he caught a glimpse of the little boy's innocent face, he also nodded in agreement.

The little boy looked up at the starry night sky, and he knew in his heart that his parents were dead, and the two big brothers were comforting him.

The little boy held back tears, but eventually they flowed, but his childish face was full of determination.

He clenched his little fists and said to himself: "Mom and Dad, don't worry, I will not let you down, and I will definitely live strongly." ”

After Mo Tian saw it, he was full of emotion, and he was also very eager for this kind of family affection.

Before the crossing, I was an orphan and never saw my biological parents, even if I became a magician admired by the world, I never found my biological parents.

After crossing over, he was not an orphan, but his biological parents did not see it clearly, and there was only a vague figure in his memory.

Later, after making sure that there was no breath of any other living person, Motian and Langritt left the place with the little boy.

At the same time, in an unknown dim space, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, it was a pair of eyes red with blood, revealing bloody brutality.

As the Bloody Eye opened, the dim space grew brighter.

It was a sea of blood, formed by blood in the true sense of the word, and even the air was a vivid red.

The sea of blood rolled, and the whole air shook violently.

A man in a black robe sat atop this sea of blood, and this man was the dead Thunder Magister, the Dark Envoy of Wattsworth, whom he called him.

His face was hideous, and he shouted angrily: "Whoever killed my blood pet, I will definitely find you, and then drain the blood from your body." ”

With that, he gradually sank into the sea of blood, returning to the previous darkness.

After Motian and the others left, a group of people wearing imperial armor came to Santa Village.

There were about seven of them, and Darqi was among them, but the aura of these people was much stronger than Darqi.

"The magic fluctuations here are extremely powerful, so don't disperse. ”

It was Captain Brell who spoke.

He is the commander of one of the knights in Silvermoon City, a six-star top magician, and he is in charge of this team of imperial magicians who come to Santa Village.

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