Qin Hao was horrified in his heart, and he swept his hands in front of him, but found that he couldn't see anything. A thunderbolt burst through his mind: "Am I blind?" But he said I'm a ghost, what's the matter? ”

As he spoke, he groped around his body, only to find that there were several extremely hard demonic horns on his head, and several bone blades more than a foot long at his elbows and knees.

And he wasn't wearing a guardian's robe, but more like a tattered outfit. Those artifacts and holy weapons were not even available, not even a single weapon. What's more, the pocket is empty, and there is not a single gold coin.

"Is it really in a dream?" Qin Hao muttered quietly, for this completely different illusion, Qin Hao actually felt a little difficult after losing his eyesight.

Qin Hao, who has remembered several similar dreams, naturally knows that he must not act rashly in the dream, let alone commit suicide or self-harm. Now the first thing to do: heal your eyes first!

After Qin Hao frightened others a few times, a kind-hearted old woman finally gave him a cloak and asked him to go to the local pharmacy to have a look. After more than ten days of work-for-work, I got a bottle of boiled herbs.

He walked aimlessly along the avenue, and after several days of smearing, his blind eyes showed signs of recovery, and in a vague way, he could see something.

On this day, Qin Hao sat at the door of the small restaurant next to the city gate and begged. In the distance, several people wearing magician's robes walked into the city gate, and the aqua blue magic robes were embroidered with light purple petals that symbolized rank. It's been so long. Qin Hao learned about the secret of this magician.

Unlike the Eundi Federation, which is completely ignorant of magic, and the Eye of Truth, which is rare for magicians, there are still some magicians in this place, although they are rare and precious.

Especially for some ancient families, the magician is their family's greatest combat power and wealth.

But for them, without the war of extermination, there would be no magicians. This has been an iron law for hundreds of years. The reason for this is because of the mage's powerful destructive ability and the difficulty of cultivation.

Through strict screening, among the school-age children of seven or eight years old, look for budding geniuses to cultivate, and by sacrificing countless magic crystals, these geniuses can be cultivated into learned, one to two elemental affinities - junior magicians, and from one to two elemental affinities to obtain, it will cost 100,000 lira of magic crystals, and this is basically a year for a middle-class official.

The astonishing consumption has discouraged some families, and only those famous families will be willing to invest huge amounts of capital. Despite this, there are still only a handful of new first-level magicians every year. And those families who improve their families through marriage, the overall magical affinity, will be staged every year, and more than a dozen teenagers will compete for a tragicomedy for a magician place.

Even so, it is a curse to go from the first level to the second level, even the big family can't cultivate one every year. Compared with the hand-to-hand combat of the entry selection, the advanced cultivation is more of a priority for the long-term sister-in-law, and then the lot will be drawn, and as for the most advanced spell competition, it will be repeatedly asked to point to the end.

The nobles of the weaker level are more through marriage, and several families jointly cultivate one. The competition has also become more intense.

Those first-level magicians who were slightly weaker or unlucky and were not selected by the family were tacitly allowed to obtain huge resources and improve themselves by constantly completing tasks.

As a result, each magician has sharper strength, and the intertwined relationship when completing tasks together is an existence that cannot be provoked to Qin Hao, an outsider.

Now Qin Hao buried his head and ears pricked up and listened to the conversation of several people, as if he was going somewhere to get a formula. There were people in and out of the restaurant, and the newcomers saw a few magicians in the middle, and quickly retreated, presumably for fear of getting into trouble.

Until the end, only Qin Hao in front of the door and the five magicians not far from the door were left in the restaurant.

One of the magicians glanced at the others, stood up and walked towards Qin Hao.

"Brother, what do you call it?" As he spoke, a hand landed on his back. On the surface, he was very polite, but his hand was on Qin Hao's life.

Qin Hao hung his head silently, but he hated this feeling of being coerced in his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. But he said, "Big brother raises his noble hand," he said and gently patted the magician's hand with his hand, "Little brother Reverse Feng, I have been setting up a stall here for a long time, and I have met you even more." If the eldest brother doesn't mind rewarding the younger brother with some silver taels, the younger brother should be grateful. ”

"Oh, yes, brother." The magician quietly leaned in and whispered, "Brother's on the road? I've been listening to us for a long time. ”

"If it's inconvenient here, then the younger brother will change places and let the eldest brother misunderstand, then the younger brother will leave now!" Qin Hao said loudly, but his hands and feet moved.

Like a loach, it escaped under the blockade of a magician.

"Brother, good skills! But that's it... You can't leave! The magician shouted loudly, urging the wind magic in his hand to hit Qin Hao.

The wind magic that turned into a wind blade roared and cut through Qin Hao's face.

Qin Hao glanced at the first-level magician in front of him, and said contemptuously, "Big brother, what do you mean by this?" If you don't agree with each other, you will die. Is there still a Kingdom Code in our eyes? ”

As he spoke, he took out the stone blade that had been polished a few days ago and waved it quickly. Fortunately, the combat skills are still there, relying on the exquisite combat skills to resolve the wind blade that rushed to the eyes.

"This warrior is a good fighter! I don't know where the warrior division is? The woman who had crossed paths with Qin Hao in the pharmacy before stood up and looked at Qin Hao. There was an indescribable sense of intimacy in my heart.

"Senior sister!" The first-level magician next to him blushed and shouted quietly, and a trace of anger and resentment appeared in Qin Hao's eyes.

"The little brother is self-taught, so I'm sorry for the interruptions." Qin Hao, who ignored the first-level magician, didn't want to have too much interaction with the woman, so he dealt with it vaguely.

"My name is Luo Li, I don't know if the warriors are interested in traveling with us!" The woman said this as everyone looked at her in amazement, ignoring the hurried protest expressions of the other magicians.

"Thank you for your kindness! Not interested! Qin Hao said and walked out.

"Oh, yes! The warrior's eye doesn't want to be cured! ”

"Oh, your Excellency has an antidote?" Qin Hao, who knew that the world was hot and cold, stopped, turned his back to the female assassin, and said in a mocking tone.

The male magician just now had anger on his face, holding a staff in his right hand, silently reciting a spell, ready to cast wind magic again, kill the one in front of him, and dare to mock the senior sister's "Miscellaneous!" ”

Halfway through the wind magic chanting, the woman named Luo Li reached out to stop him.

"Senior sister!" The male magician blushed and frowned, and shouted at Luo Li suspiciously, not understanding why Senior Sister stopped him.

"It's important to get down to business!" Luo Li gently patted the male mage on the shoulder and smiled in return.

When the male magician blushed, lowered his head, and was at a loss, Luo Li spat out Xianglan and walked behind Qin Hao.

"Warrior, do we know each other?" There is a mixture of contradictions, uncertainties, and expectations in the tone.

Qin Hao smelled the aroma coming from behind him, his body shook slightly, and he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, cutting off the feeling of being like a magnet and attracting each other.

"I don't know! Your Excellency has mistaken the man! There was indifference and coldness in his tone.

"Oh, that's it!" With endless loss and unspoken sadness, Luo Li squeezed out a smile and bit her lip, "I'm really sorry for the interruption." ”

Turning around, he whispered to the other magicians behind him, "It's urgent, let's go!" ”

Immediately clinging to Qin Hao, he ran out quickly. The wind blew, a strand of hair, a tear.

Qin Hao's heart seemed to be pinched. Huge beads of sweat rolled down his face.

Qin Hao was in pain

Panting, he fell to his knees, holding his head and shouting, "Ahhh

The magicians, who were walking on the main road, stopped, looked back at this way, shook their heads in confusion, and walked forward again.

Luo Li, who was walking in the front, heard Qin Hao's shout, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

At this time, Luo Li was 100% sure that he knew the man kneeling on the ground in the distance. Tiptoeing quietly with the cloth, wrapped the hand holding the sword, and the strip of cloth was quickly stained red with blood.

Qin Hao gasped on his knees for a while, got up, and leaned against the door frame. Reached out and took the store's kettle and took two sips.

Qin Hao's face showed a strange look, he didn't know why this was so. Why does the heart suddenly tingle.

Qin Hao caressed his heart with his hand, unwrapped his clothes with his hand, and looked towards his heart. The heart was beating vigorously, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

I can't figure it out, so I can only stop thinking about it. Qin Hao could vaguely feel the keen sense cultivated in the panda man village, and most of the things that were so strange were related to the woman named Luo Li.

In order to figure out and obtain the antidote, Qin Hao lowered his head and drank two bowls of water, then got up and chased along the road.

"Whew," the shopkeeper sighed at the back of the distant figure, stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, and muttered in his mouth, "It's really unlucky, it's like a plague god, and the people who don't give money will run away, and the business can't be done!" ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and wiped the table. At a glance, I found that the man who had left earlier, he had returned. hurriedly greeted him, "Hey, you stinky for food, why are you back again!" No one now! You don't have to pay for food! "His face was red and white, with a smile that didn't smile. There is also the kind of cunning peculiar to businessmen who are accustomed to bullying the weak.

"No, this is the money for that table!" Qin Hao said and put a few coins upside down on the table.

Perhaps worried that those magicians would no longer be able to track them down, he ran out quickly.

"Huh? Oooh! The shopkeeper in the back reacted, thinking to himself: This is a good person, he asks for the money to pay for others! I hope that in this troubled world, I can live longer. I bit it with a coin in my hand, saw the shallow tooth marks, and shouted to the mother-in-law in the kitchen with a smile: "Wife, I don't have to do business these days." The fool sent us back silver. ”

The slender woman in the black gauze looked over here, with a slight smile on her beautiful face, "Really?" Take it. Let me take a look. "I grabbed a pig's foot with my right hand and stomped it down hard.

"Yes, wife." The shopkeeper happily ran over.

But he would never have imagined, and would never have imagined, that death would come at this moment.

A knife plunged deep into his chest.

The shopkeeper who was dying couldn't figure out why the gentle and amiable mother-in-law on weekdays wanted to kill herself. With grievance and unwillingness, he tugged on his mother-in-law's sleeve, "Mei, why?" ”

Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the shopkeeper kept his eyes open, because he couldn't wait for information and would be very unwilling.

At this time, the woman was sorting out her things.

His eyes glanced at the man lying on the ground, with loneliness and emptiness in his eyes, as if there were many words on his lips, but he couldn't say them.

In the end, he only said, "You are a good person, you have to kill you, you have no conscience." ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the store after sorting out the package.

"No conscience, Mei conscience, hahaha," the shopkeeper laughed as he leaned on the ground and stretched out his hand to write something on the ground.

"Boom," the blood in his chest flowed faster and faster due to his overexcitement, and several mouthfuls of blood foam spat out.

The store couldn't support it anymore, the breath was getting smaller and smaller, and the body was getting colder and colder.

On the ground on the side, there are a few dry blood words: Mei kill me, Mei conscience.