Chapter 12: Beat, Dead and Crippled Count Me

The Nine Emperor Princes said calmly: "Magicians don't participate in politics, I don't know what the role of this tower is, it is estimated that if it is not the end of the world, even on the day when the ancient sparrow is destroyed, we will not see this tower exert its might." ”

Bei Ming looked back at a few of them and said, "I feel that we are all preconceived? Because the tower of the palace is a weapon, we think it is a weapon as soon as we see the tower, is it possible that it is a pure building and has no special function." ”

"Well, it's also possible that we're overthinking. Okay, time is limited, let's hurry around, you're welcome to come, and take a look at all the new gadgets of the Magic Guild. The Nine Emperor Princes smiled and led them along the road and began to walk forward.

Pu Xiuwen observed as he walked, and said, "It seems that there is no car here." ”

"Well, actually, the more powerful the magicians, the more they hate modern technology. All their affairs are used to being solved by magic. Dong Lichen explained.

"So that's one of the things that magicians make people feel weird. The Nine Emperors added.

A few people looked around as they walked, carefully avoiding the crowd, picking a place with few people, and walking to a long pavilion. Suddenly, a cold snort interrupted them.

"Hmph. "A tall, thin magician, wearing a pointed hat that symbolizes a magician, with the brim pressed downward, and it is impossible to see what it looks like, wearing a black magic robe.

Several people jumped, and they didn't know when this person appeared. Several people glanced at each other, Bei Ming stretched out a hand and made a downward motion, signaling them to calm down, thinking that this person was here before, or if he suddenly appeared, he couldn't figure it out, and he definitely couldn't be provoked, I can't afford to provoke him, I can't hide, ignore him or it will be over.

A few people didn't dare to speak, and quietly continued to walk, and the magician spoke: "A few people have been sneaky since they joined the magic union, do you want to give a reasonable explanation." ”

As soon as Beiming heard what he said, he couldn't hide. He stepped forward and bowed to the magician. Respectfully said: "Your Excellency the Magician, we are with our mentor Morse. Toby visits Dunlop at the Wizarding Guild. Magician Hobert, this is my mentor's identification. As he spoke, he handed over his identification. At the same time, he didn't suffer a loss, "We walked in through the door, how did we become sneaky in your mouth?"

Bei Ming thought to himself, master, how did I say that I also have a place in Zu'an, and I haven't suffered a loss in scolding the street. To be honest, this magician is really right, it is indeed a bit sneaky, after all, he is hiding from people all the way, but he must not admit it, go back first.

The magician didn't speak, he raised his face to look at Beiming, who saw this guy with high cheekbones, thin lips, a pair of slender eyes, and a snarky look, and thought that he had met a difficult guy.

The magician stared at Bei Ming for about a second, his eyes were small, and Bei Ming felt that there was an irresistible force in front of him against him, and he flew back four or five meters with a bang and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, I'm really a magician, and a lowly inferior person deserves to talk to me? The magician smiled, as if he was particularly fond of doing such things.

Bei Ming suddenly fell out, and the Nine Emperor Princes were stunned for a moment, and then ran over to help Bei Ming up, and Pu Xiuwen and Dong Lichen then reacted and ran to Bei Ming's side.

Beiming's body hurts, his brain is still spinning, knowing that this person can't be provoked, the hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, he leaves first and then speaks, just about to speak, he didn't breathe, and coughed twice. Pu Xiuwen was notoriously short-tempered, and he couldn't speak at first glance, so he clenched his fists and was ready to go.

Beiming was uncomfortable and speechless, grabbed Pu Xiuwen's clothes and slapped him twice, indicating that he was fine. Then he looked at the Nine Emperor Princes and shook his head slowly, the Nine Emperor Princes also understood what Bei Ming meant, nodded his head and said, "Let's go." A few people turned and walked in the direction of the exit.

"I said, let this lowly inferior get out, what's the matter, is there no rule when the magic union is in the magic union?" the magician squinted his eyes to warn them, and suddenly laughed after saying this, "Hahahaha, it turns out that they are all lowly inferior people, it seems that the magic union has been silent for too long, and the inferior people dare to challenge our majesty!

These families are all princes and nobles, and they have been raised by people since they were children, this magician said one by one a lowly and inferior person, not to mention a few of them, Beiming, who questioned the character of the world, was the first to stand it, took a few deep breaths, spat and foamed, thinking to himself that you are not a fucking magician, so pretending to be today, the master has to let you know why the flowers are so red!

"I can't stand it anymore, let's go, I have to educate this sand wall. After Beiming finished speaking, he turned to look at the magician.

Pu Xiuwen was about to jump up with joy, he couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately said: "I want to see if this so-called superior person has strong bones." ”

"Hit, dead and crippled, count it mine. Even the Nine Emperor Princes, who had always been gentle and elegant, couldn't help it.

Dong Lichen didn't speak, and turned around and expressed his attitude with actions.

Bei Ming glanced at the buddies beside him, and smiled crookedly with his signature on his face. He said to the magician, "We shouldn't have come to this place, I'm sorry, I apologize to you." We can't go? You are an inferior person in this mouth, and you still have to get out? What? Bully ordinary people to have a sense of accomplishment?"

The magician looked at Bei Ming and said contemptuously: "This place is not allowed to be inferior, besides, I let you go, I didn't bully you, but you should be like this when you see me." ”

"Eh, we are inferior people, you were born with a cultivation of the heavens and the sky fell into the Purple Gold Hammer, what's the matter? Isn't it slowly cultivated from ordinary people? Dogs don't like being poor, you still dislike your own background? Compare you with dogs, dogs have to settle accounts with my family, since I was a child, my family has never taught me how to roll, and I can't do it, since you said it, then this should be the ability of a superior person like you to eat, right? Show us and let me see?" Bei Ming scolded louder and louder, and the more he scolded, the more refreshing it became.

"Inferior, you are too presumptuous. The magician's face was frosty, and he squeezed a sentence out of his teeth. As he spoke, he conjured a staff out of nowhere, and said with a wave: "Bound in the wind." Then he closed his eyes and said the mantra silently.

Immediately after he finished saying the Blade in the Wind, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and it was difficult for the person to breathe, as if you were facing a super-powerful electric fan, and that feeling of suffocation. Several people struggled to resist and not retreat.