Sofina glanced at Mu Qingyang gratefully, and in the moment just now, the other party threw a powerful talisman to save the crisis. This time www.biquge.info, according to what Mu Qingyang said a few days ago, she could amplify some effects of the power according to the strong charm that she could use magic to connect with it, and almost gave up the other effects, specifically strengthening the accurate effect in it. The results were immediate! In an instant, he was able to rely on his ear to judge the incoming force of each javelin, and to judge the tiny gaps that could be used in them. and exerted the super instinct of snake attack to act first, and "dangled" a way out in the impossible dense attack!

To outsiders, it seems that the Jackal Thief's marksmanship is too bad, or Sofina's luck is too good. In fact, it's just a layman's excitement, and I don't know the danger at all!

Just then, Sofina heard a few peculiar hisses, and the fierce rain of javelins came to a halt. She was wondering when she saw a half-human-tall flying shadow flying from the grass on the side at a rapid speed. The javelin rain stopped and the shadow came out so well and so fast that there wasn't half a gap. It's like acting, and it doesn't give people half a minute of respite at all!

A black light of "Huh" **** came out of the flying shadow, even a blink of an eye negligence can make your soul fly to heaven. If it were a normal Sofina, she might not have been able to dodge this near-perfect sneak attack, but now with the blessing of the demonic power "Wild Blessing", she knows everything around her well. To put it mildly, even how many grasses there are within 20 feet of the body, you can generally know which way each grass is being shaken!

She had been noticed before the shadow had even burst out of the grass. Although the incident happened suddenly, it was not unprepared. At the moment, with the effect of the "snake strike", he cut it with a backhand.

The brilliant silver arc handed over the sharp black light, and the sound of the broken rod rose crisply.

Sofina's body flew towards the black shadow like a swift wind, and the two short swords were like two sets of intertwined poisonous snakes, forming a set of ferocious offensives, as long as the other party dared to touch it slightly, it would definitely trigger the stormy wave of attack behind, so that it would be decapitated and die cold!

The swift Jackal Demon Thief was about to crash into the leaping dagger and die in his own swift rage. It threw the weapon in its hand violently, and its limbs turned into claws to catch the tall weeds and shrubs below. Although the grass stem and twigs were broken, the speed was suddenly slowed down. He shrunk his body into a ball between the lightning and flint, and narrowly brushed the tip of Sofina's sword.

"Sure enough, it's a good hand!" Sofina was surprised and happy in her heart, surprised that she didn't expect that there would be such a superb martial artist among the pair of jackal demon thieves she met casually, and she was happy that there was a warrior who could avoid the attack blessed by spells and demonic power.

It's just a pity that it's the enemy.

Although he didn't want to kill it, there was no benevolence and righteousness in killing him. Sofina was about to turn around and kill him, when she heard the sound of neat footsteps on one side - mercenary warriors rushing towards her in an orderly formation.

Mu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, if they didn't come again, he would have to pull Sofina and Hurd away. Because although Sofina intervened in the east, it was difficult to support it alone, and some of the Jackal Demon Thieves battle team had already broken through the defense line formed by the trucks and began to wantonly slaughter the guys who lacked a sense of cooperation. And the jackal demon thieves who had already retreated on the west side moved here again, waiting for an opportunity to cooperate with the attack of their companions on the east side. If you come a little later, you will be made dumplings and birds.

The caravan owner who came with the mercenaries also realized this, and saw that he ran out of the formation of mercenaries and shouted to the crumbling guys here: "Don't panic! Reinforcements are coming! Those jackal thieves are finished! Hang on! Persistence is ~~"

Before the word "victory" could be uttered, a "whoosh" javelin shot at the head, piercing the chest and throat -- what an accurate shot!

The boss was still stunned, and a long arrow-shaped yellow-green thing flew out from the mercenary behind him, and he actually hit the javelin accurately! - This is more accurate, and Mu Qingyang was only stunned.

If you look closely, it turns out to be the leader of the mercenaries! He raised his fist to this side, and a thin ring on his middle finger was emitting residual spell fluctuations.

Looking at the javelin that fell to the ground again, only the back half was left. The front half of the piece looked like a wooden stick had encountered sulfuric acid and had been corrupted into ashes. It seems that it is a ring that specifically releases "strong acid arrows", and it is worn on the hand and pretends to swing a fist, but in fact it shoots. It's a good plan.

Mu Qingyang shook his head and sighed slightly, only sighing that he had seen and heard shallowly. I thought that people from another world were just Erer, but who knew that everyone was as strong as this! This Mackenzie's archery skills are completely comparable to those of Li Guang, Huang Gai and other fierce generals on the earth, but he can only be mixed here to become the leader of mercenaries. This world is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and it must not be taken lightly.

He was still sighing, but when he saw that the boss had only come back to his senses now, he suddenly looked frightened and fell to the ground with a poof. was dragged aside by the mercenaries behind to pacify.

The human mercenaries also formed battle groups in threes, fives, and fives, and all kinds of weapons near and far combined with each other to rush into the attack line of the jackal demon thieves. Although a single jackal demon thief is extremely flexible and rushes left and right to find the flaws of the human group, with the cooperation of various human weapons, the distant ones were shot into hedgehogs, and the close ones were cut into pieces of meat. Not even a chance to get close! The good player who escaped Sofina's attack also screamed and fled, and the speed was really not bad at all when described as "flying on the grass"! It is clear that the combat power of the individual is really not worth mentioning in front of the group! Two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that people are "four weapons"?

The wolves and thieves who fought in teams were even more defeated, as if they had been crushed by human mercenaries, and fled with a bang - the formation of teams severely limited their mobility, and once they lost their mobility, they had to go head-to-head with human combat groups. How can they be invincible because they are small, weak, and have short weapons? Suddenly, they were all killed into rolling blood gourds.

The jackal thief hissed and retreated like a tidal wave. The fat has become a hard bone, so don't gnaw it.

When they began to retreat, the mage dared to descend, and unleashed several bursting fireballs to bombard the jackal demon thief from afar. But those basin-sized fireballs hadn't fallen yet, and the other party was scattered again, only to be injured by the flames.

The mage landed with a slightly embarrassed expression, but quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. Just silently watched, the mercenary soldiers put away their formation, scattered to treat the wounded, and clean up the goods. The leader of the mercenaries led a few warriors over, all of whom looked at him with contempt on their faces. Then he passed by, not looking at him squarely.

The surrounding night was full of painful moans and people's shouts, and everyone carried the bleeding wounded to the ground in front of Mu Qingyang, hoping that this freedom mage could do his best to save them, as long as the lives of these wounded could be saved tonight, it would be easy to talk about tomorrow.

Mu Qingyang used healing charms one after another. Because there were many seriously injured people, the few healing charms he had prepared quickly ran out, and then he had to use a lot of demonic power to save the lives of the wounded.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! A few rude people shouted as they parted the crowd around Mu Qingyang. They squeezed into the line carrying a man with a terrible wound. A javelin poked through the liver on the right side of his body and out of the left kidney on the left side of his body. Blood and the remnants of internal organs were spilled all over, and the man fell into a deep coma, and in a few moments he was about to die.

"Save my brother! He's running out of breath! A tall, thin man came forward with a fierce face, as if a robber was threatening the doctor: "Treat him first!" Otherwise, if he dies, I'll fight for you! ”

"Hey, you should be a little more respectful of the mage." The other wounded beside him were dissatisfied with his cutting in line and bad attitude, so they used the prestige of the mage to pressure him.

The tall man turned around and yelled, "Shut up, you useless coward!" My brother was wounded because of his bravery in battle! He deserves priority treatment. How cowardly as you rats tremble at the sight of a jackal thief who is shorter than a child! ”

"I don't have the ability to be cut, but there is still a reason to launch a threat? How old are you? Kill a few jackal thieves? The people around him became angry and shouted to beat him. And the tall man and his companions do not show weakness, and they have to strike first when they throw their fists.

"Don't make a fuss!" Mu Qingyang got up and shouted, patting the acupoint on the shoulder and back of the tall man, making him suddenly feel numb with half of his body and almost fall to the ground. He looked surprised at first, and then thought: This may be the mage who has cast some kind of magical spell on him, otherwise how can he touch it casually, and he will fall to the ground? I didn't feel any pain.

As soon as he thought of the mage's ability and lofty status, he immediately became honest and looked at Mu Qingyang with some confusion. Let the people around you continue to speak disrespectfully.

"You all give me peace! Otherwise, it will affect the treatment effect! Mu Qingyang shouted angrily to the people around him.

Everyone was quiet, and the mage's might was still quite powerful. You need to know that anyone in this world can offend, that is, you can't offend the mage and the mage. Otherwise, it is light to kill you, so that you can survive and not die, and that is the most fatal!

Mu Qingyang leaned down and began to treat this wounded man whose life was hanging by a thread. Speaking of which, the people of this world can be regarded as lucky, even such a terrible wound, as long as he has not completely lost his breath, he can be cured with a 5th-order spell "Healing Fatal Wound". And it is guaranteed to be in good condition, not even a scar! If it were placed on Earth, even if the medical skills were excellent and the equipment was complete, it would be difficult to guarantee that he would be able to save him!

Mu Qingyang put his hand on the wound, emitting a soft light blue glow. In this magical energy field, the wound gradually healed. The man woke up a few minutes later, apparently only a little tired from the loss of blood.

The people around him cheered and admired, and their favor for this "free mage" increased a little. The tall man had a smile on his face and a little embarrassment, so much so that he didn't dare to look at Mu Qingyang. Just a strong thanks.

When the sun rose, all the seriously wounded were treated and their lives were saved. Most of them were able to continue to move with the caravan. I have to say that the disability rate in this world is too low. Mu Qingyang secretly thought: Will this cause people to become more aggressive?

The mage still rode silently and followed the boss, but the men looked at the mage with distrust in their eyes. The awe that had previously been caused by a sense of mystery had all been lost to yesterday's clumsy performance. And the mercenary warriors still went their own way, gathering together and moving forward. The guys are willing to move closer to them for more security.

The team seems to have split into several pieces: mercenary warriors, caravan mates, and himself and the mage. Oh, and the "Freedom Mage", and the wounded all approached the caravan he was in.

Everything is out of control, all the people don't trust each other, they have their own calculations - it's very bad. If you can't unite people's hearts in time, the road ahead is the graveyard of this caravan.

We must unite everyone as soon as possible! The caravan boss gritted his teeth and made up his mind: only by spending more blood and money could the current crisis be solved. But now I really don't have any money left! Then, there is only one way - usury!

He couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this, it was something worse than the devil!

But if you don't borrow now, how will you cope with the journey ahead? Without money, those mercenary warriors could leave the team at any time! When the time comes, his caravan will be a big fat sheep standing alone in the wilderness - he will surely die.

He looked up at the wide walls that were getting closer and closer, and his heart settled a little. Then I looked beyond the city walls and saw the golden spire of a towering building reaching into the sky. The four-story walls were ridiculously low in front of it like a pigsty; The dazzling light reflected from the golden spire is like a gorgeous lighthouse showing its existence.

The building of the Chamber of Commerce! The boss looked at it enviously: only this chamber of commerce, covered in gold coins, could have built such a glorious building, especially the incomparable unique spire that thrust into the sky like spikes, which is a sign of its uniqueness. They symbolize the wealth of the Chamber of Commerce, and the power of its power - no one who owes them usury lives unharmed! Never! Even if he ran to the ends of the earth, even to the distant Eastern Continent! No other loan shark organization can survive its suppression. It can be said that half of the usury business in the Abyss World is controlled by it. You won't find a second home other than it.

The caravan owner sighed helplessly, and he was about to enter the towering golden gate.

Mu Qingyang and the three followed the caravan into the city.

When you pass by the city wall, you find that its width is equal to its height, which is almost the same as the ancient city wall of Xi'an. And the population in it is only 40,000 or 50,000.

Mu Qingyang carefully observed the detailed structure of the city wall, and found that there were no gaps and traces of bricks and stones, and the entire city wall seemed to be "carved" with a whole piece of rock. And there are also various unknown complex structures on it to house various war equipment. Examples include a large ballista cart that is two cents larger than an ox cart, a caravan-like four-wheeled thrower, a small bunker for mages to fight, and other unknown objects. It looks quite complex and diverse.

The ancient city wall of Xi'an was funded by the central government at that time. According to them, the wall was built only at the expense of the local duke and tens of thousands of lords. Because of the presence of the mage, this kind of costly and protracted project suddenly became much easier.

"Will there be a mage construction team?" Mu Qingyang asked Hurd on a whim.

"Of course there is." Hurd introduced, "The mage needs money to eat, and even more so to learn magic. Many mages would love to take on this kind of work - not to risk their lives and still have a good income. That's why many mages have come together to specialize in this kind of work. For example, the famous Vargas mages built all kinds of buildings for the magnates of various countries, from casual holiday farms to huge private fortresses dedicated to them, and even took over the construction rights of military fortresses in many kingdoms. The people inside are all mages, which is much more comfortable than doing some kind of 'adventure' outside! ”

Mu Qingyang nodded silently, if there was money to be made, who would be willing to sleep in the open and starve to "risk" with his own life?

The caravan passed through a wide avenue.

It's so wide, it's literally wider than two basketball courts! The straight avenue is more than enough for a four-wheeled carriage race. It's puzzling to build such a huge street in such a medium-sized city.

On both sides are three- or four-storey buildings, which stretch down along the wide and unusually wide avenue, as if solemn and thick guards stand on both sides of the street, making the whole avenue extremely neat and imposing.

In a trance, I feel like I am back on the earth of the 21st century.

At the end of the street - there is another tall building in the style of a triumphal arch in Paris, only twice as big as the one in Paris!

When the caravan passed under it, Mu Qingyang saw all kinds of lifelike mythological patterns carved on the huge rectangular doorposts and thick stone beams, as if vivid comic books were displayed in front of him. It is only unadorned, only carved from blue-gray rock.

As soon as he passed through this imposing "Arc de Triomphe", strong spell fluctuations hit his face like a gale! (To be continued.) )