Chapter 334: Out of the Wolf's Mouth (Part II)

"That...... , Your Excellency Consul, since this horse can't run, staying here will inevitably delay your affairs, there are four people in it, find four brothers, one with one, you can always bring it over. ”

"Okay, that's the only way to go, go get people out and hurry up!"

"Yes, sir!"

......

"It's not good, it's not good!" The disciple in front of him walked to the carriage, and after opening the curtain, he was shocked, and ran back while shouting.

"Ghost yelling, what's wrong?"

"Your Excellency...... Person...... They're gone!"

"What did you say?!" the consul's eyes were about to pop out, "When did they run away, didn't you see so many pairs of eyes?"

He kicked the disciple to the ground, then walked to the carriage, and opened the curtain, which was empty, except for a few broken ropes, and he smashed his fist into the carriage, accidentally knocking on the sharp spots, but at this time his anger made him feel no pain in his hand at all.

"That's right!" In the consul's mind, a flash of inspiration, just now he was a little anxious, he stopped on the side of the road for a while, went to pee, is it when did the person run away, by the way, except for that time, their eyes never left the carriage, it must be like that, after thinking about this, he was not so panicked, there are no dense bushes around this official road, just to prevent thieves from hiding, so the area around the official road is cleaned up, if it was when they ran away, they were two people conscious, and there were two unconscious people, they didn't go far, and it was impossible for four people to run away at this time。

"Chase, hurry up and give me back!" The consul took the lead in getting on his horse, and then rode to the dust, and the other disciples saw this, and they all got on their horses and followed him, leaving only one of the grooms to stay where they were, "My lord, what about me, what should I do?"

He looked at the emptiness around him, and the sadness in his heart was nowhere to speak.

"What is this?" the groom struggled to get up from the ground, a dark shadow suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eye, he half-squatted up, fixed his eyes, isn't this the same as the first few in the car, didn't they run, why are they still here, could it be that they will be invisible?

The groom tried to summon the consul back, but in a hurry, the consul had already gone back with the people, and ran away, and he could not even see a shadow when he looked at it.

"Yo, why is there still one person left, do you want to kill him?"

"Forget it, he's also a miserable man, just leave him breathing, oh yes. ”

Alan crouched in front of the groom, who struggled backwards, but the whiplash on his body was still painful.

"I'll knock you out later, what about you, it's better not to say anything, I'm thinking about your life, if you want to die and expose my existence, then I don't mind, well, that's it, sleep in peace." Eren struck him in the neck with a knife of his hand, and the groom's eyes widened in pain, and then he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"If you do this, you may expose us, and I still don't think his life will be spared. Sana insisted on her own ideas, she was not a cold-blooded person, but sometimes for her own survival, she could do whatever it took to survive, this is the concept that her grandmother instilled in her since she was a child, and she has always believed in it.

Alan actually had a guest who wanted to get rid of him just now, but looking at the scars on this groom's body, he softened for some reason, I hope he will do it himself, I can only help you here, Alan is a sensual and casual person, good and evil in his heart is not the only measure of the standard, sometimes, to do or not to do, just between his thoughts.

"Drive, drive, drive!" More than a dozen people rode horses, and a strong wind blew on the official road, today is the full moon, thanks to the brilliance of the moon, they can see on the road, and the white-clothed sect has a special ability.

On the side of the road where they had stopped, a group of people stopped, and then someone opened their cataract-like eyes.

"I didn't find a target, my lord. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, my lord, my lord is sure!"

This person is in the church, there is a city of "clairvoyance", he usually squints his eyes on weekdays, not that there is anything wrong with his eyes, but that his eyes are too terrifying in the eyes of others, so he usually only opens his eyes when he uses them, and for those who have the ability, the consul is still more respectful.

"Damn!" said the consul with a fist on his horse.

The four of them, in the case of two people in a coma, it is impossible for them to leave so quickly, and they reflect in a timely manner, even if the other party runs wildly, there will not be a trace of it.

Or maybe they didn't leave at all, yes, they didn't leave!

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, like a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, and he thought of a possibility, which gradually became clear in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more certain he became in his heart.

"Damn, they put it in the way, quick, go back!" the consul rode away, followed by the rest of his men.

Soon they were back at the side of the carriage, and the horse was dead and looked exhausted, and the groom was lying aside.

"Go, wake up this old fellow!" The cultists knew that this was the special groom of the consul, so they were more respectful, and instead of kicking it directly with his foot as usual, a big man lifted the groom with one hand, shook it vigorously twice, and the groom woke up leisurely.

"Ah......h

"Your Excellency......" the groom fell to his knees tremblingly, the wound on his body leading him to a grinning and painful one.

But the consul's eyes did not twist and turn, and he said coldly: "Did they not leave just now, but hid under the carriage?!"

"Ahh

"Are you sure?" the consul's eyes widened and looked directly into the groom's eyes, the groom was very weak-hearted, but the strong desire to survive made him ruthless.

"The villain can take his life as a guarantee!"

The consul squinted his eyes, as if to confirm the truth of his words, the groom's feet were already weak, fortunately he was kneeling on the ground, otherwise he would have fallen, his forehead gradually began to ooze sweat, which was nervous.

The consul sighed, then stiffened his horse, and stood there blankly, he saw the fear in the groom's eyes, because he knew the people around him, and knew that he was just a timid and honest man who was afraid of death, and he should be telling the truth by intimidating him like this.

The consul felt that his brain capacity was not enough, he was riding on a horse, and now the person was lost, neither before, nor did he retreat, and the person he sent to tell the letter should have received the news by now, then in fact, there was no way out, even if he was hard-headed, he had to pass, and the bishop's anger was not at all something that a small consul could bear.

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"Hahaha, Alan, you really have a set!" The fat man carried Ricken on one shoulder, and the other hand was just about to pat Allen's back, but Alan was keenly opened by Allen, and the fat man left his hand in the air, a little embarrassed.

"Don't pat me on the back, start with you, I almost didn't break me up, if you do it again, I'm afraid I'll be slapped to death by you," Alan couldn't complain, at first when they just escaped, the fat man slapped him on the back because of excitement4, Alan rolled directly on the ground several times, and now his back is still a little burning.

"Ha, forget it," the fat man retracted his hand, he wanted to scratch his head, he couldn't control his own strength and was afraid of killing himself, this strange power on his body is powerful, but the fat man is definitely not skilled in the use of power because of what he just obtained, just like a little kid, if you give him a knife, he is likely to accidentally injure himself, probably this reason.

So Allen told the fat man a thousand times, let him master this power as quickly as possible, if the fat man can use this power flexibly, then in this world of cold weapons, the fat man can exert unimaginable power.

"You still can't control this power from time to time?"

The fat man was a little embarrassed, and said: "That's right, this power is strangely strong, but I still feel like I'm dreaming, as if I was an ordinary person yesterday and became a peerless master today, the pace is too fast, I can't keep up." "This is indeed a matter of method, people will always have an adaptation process to things, and the fat man is already trying his best to adapt.

"Maybe I have a way to get him to master this power in the quickest time," Sana said in a surprising voice.

"What's the solution?" they both looked at her at the same time.

"Well, here's for you," Sana took out a packet of oiled paper from her bosom, "this is my dinner, and I thought I was going to sleep, so I only ate a small bite, and this may be the only ration we have at the moment, come, I'll leave it to you now." ”

Sana threw the oiled paper bag, and the fat man hurriedly took it, almost didn't throw Ricken down, and took the oiled paper in his hand, and the fat man was nervous.