After flying far away, the wings of imagination were finally broken by the demon's hand, and Li Hao's original frivolous mood was also reversed into nothing due to this pain. It's empty, like a blank sheet of uninked paper.

Ignoring the sweat on his forehead, a madman returned the same way in full view of everyone, and slammed into the crowd with a very ungentlemanly manner, and overturned the sailors who rushed over to stop him with one hand.

When he was a child, Li Hao was a quasi-otaku, often staying at home alone, gnawing on the ancient books left by his ancestors, from obscure and boring magic theories to wonderful and mysterious heroic biographies, all of which can be digested. In fact, he didn't want to do that, but because he heard that children without fathers can only study hard, so they will not starve to death in the future. He didn't wear new clothes, and even if they were washed by his mother, there would be a lot of dirty shoe prints the next day. But he wouldn't stand in the school yard with a wooden sword like other children, duel with so-and-so by name, and then beat his nose and face to swell. Because no one wants to play with cowards who can only read, it is an era full of knightly beliefs and heroic complexes, even girls are no exception, and they all dream of joining the sequence of Pegasus and Jingu.

Until one day, he was still crouching in the corner, suffering from the "full body massage" of the bad children, and someone was standing in the gloom not far away, with exquisite flames dancing on his fingers, which was real magic, a condensed version of the elementary fireball technique. Li Hao remembered very well that those people were holding their smoking buttocks and were so frightened that they shouted their father's name. Since then, the school's most famous coward and the youngest magician have become good friends. Although in the next seven years, the progress of the young magician's upgrade was still stagnant at the entry level, and thus suffered from Li Hao's endless complaints, the two never forgot the happy times of their childhood, as if they were born yesterday.

Things were much worse than expected, in front of Li Hao, there was a sea of fire that spread and the billowing smoke that echoed in the corridor. The muse's room was at the corner of the stairs, and the ground was high enough to be affected by the tsunami, but fortunately, the walls and ceilings were structurally intact and there was no possibility of collapse. He was very clear-headed, and he took out two axes from the utility room nearby, soaked them in the water with a towel, and rushed into them with his nose covered, like a cheetah with a strong body.

Li Hao's movement power when he exploded was not inferior to that of a beginner-level thief. Because the first lesson of any self-taught mercenary is to run away and live exhausted, so that he can unconsciously mix. From the deck to the third floor of the guest room, you need to cross the corridor of the concert hall, but fortunately, the fire did not burn here, and Li Hao was struggling to run with sea water close to his knees. He thought he should prepare a small lifeboat and paddle to his destination. But it was no longer realistic to go back and start over, and he finally managed to cross here with all his strength, without even looking at the golden piano hidden in the display case, which was a classic of Lyons, made of two million carats of pure gold, and was praised by the industry as "the best musical instrument". In fact, this flashy thing is difficult to play even the simplest serial sonata, and can only be soaked in a glass jar like formalin.

"Thank goodness you didn't turn into a roast chicken." After slashing the wooden door with an axe, Li Hao ran to the muse with a pant, the latter slept very comfortably, his snort was very weak, but the corners of his mouth hung a serene arc, as if he had met something beautiful in a dream.

Li Hao lowered his head and tore the sheets into long strips, tied the sleeper to his back, and specially draped a strip of gold cashmere for him, and when he finished these tasks, the sea water was just up to his waist. He secretly cheered himself up in his heart, struggled to move his legs, and endured the resistance of the current, to recall those bloody or cruel pictures that had been real. The wild boar king who hunted the Angolan jungle, the red-tailed cobra that waited for the deadly poison, and the one-winged golden eagle, which was extremely scarce in the vicious market, were almost pecked in the eye several times, but they were all miraculously not taken away by death. …

When he gritted his teeth like this, he had successfully walked forward for more than ten meters, although the water level was constantly rising, and it was no longer up to his chest, Li Hao was still very calm, at least he did not show fear and anxiety on his face. In addition to the monotonous sound of flowing water, there were only oil paintings hanging on the white walls, and floating objects constantly passing by, Li Hao thought about grabbing a chair or something like swimming back, maybe he could find a new exit. But his long hunting career has taught him never to take the unknown lightly, even if it's a passing ant.

He straightened his waist and tugged at the supple length of the muse with his right hand, telling him that he had to persevere and not forget his dreams. And the dormant chakra maniac just tilted his head very quietly, and his face didn't look the slightest bit angry.

At this moment, Li Hao's physical strength was seriously lacking, and he couldn't remember how long it had been, and he had the strength to survive on such a luxurious overdraft. However, for a professional mercenary, the distance between life and death is not long, because he has experienced too many dangers and bloody scenes comparable to the Colosseum.

The grand staircase connecting the Lyons Hall to the First Class Rooms is the soul of the Noah's Ark design concept. Fitted with oak panelling and gilded balustrades, the top is a glass dome supported by wrought-iron brackets, allowing natural light to flood the grand staircase. Whether it's a warm summer day or a bright star, there will be young musicians who will patronize and play and pay astronomical gold coupons just to attract the attention of celebrities and ladies. Whether it is the Kotemeis, with the smoke of gunpowder, or the harbor capital with the belief of the dove of peace, the nobles can easily find a place to live, because this is a world where everything can be interpreted by numbers, and everyone accepts or is forced to accept this kind of rule, even a stray dog covered with leprosy, it has its value to survive.

Li Hao, who escaped from danger with his brother on his back, felt strange when he just arrived here, because in the sea water that came downstream, there was a fruity olive oil floating, you must know that in the bandhouse less than thirty feet away from the grand staircase, but the bowl-shaped sea of fire formed after the lava pierced the deck, the area was the size of half a basketball court, and there were orange-red bubbles tumbling out, and above the blisters, there were dark yellow flames, illuminating the entire hall with golden brilliance. Amazingly, the sea water pouring down from the grand staircase constantly collided with the magma gushing out from the bottom of the sea, splashing a zigzag wave several meters high, successfully resisting and neutralizing the terrifying heat.

Li Hao is very glad that the situation here, at least there is no life-killing whirlpool, otherwise with his current physical state, he will inevitably be swept into it and boiled into a dehaired duck. Now you only need to change the route slightly, bypass the main eruption area of the active Magellan volcano, and take the roundabout corridor to the left of the concert hall to the skylight on the second floor to successfully escape to the top deck. He could already faintly hear the voices of the griffin knights, more beautiful than the most beautiful violin music.

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