At the corner of the leeward courtyard wall, Chen Shu nested next to the firewood pile of unknown houses, there was no place in his body that did not hurt, and the nerve in his head that connected to pain was about to be broken. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until the second half of the night, probably too tired, that he finally fell asleep in a daze.

It felt like a long night's sleep, but in fact he only slept for 5 minutes.

Not only was it refreshing to wake up, but the pain was gone.

"Are you hallucinating?"

Chen Shu reached out in disbelief to touch the burns on his face, and then ...... He was so surprised that he couldn't say a word.

Two hands!

He held out two hands!

The left hand that had been thunderballed miraculously reappeared, and Chen Shu stretched out his right hand and pinched his left arm fiercely.

Pain.

Pain can be so pleasurable.

Not only that, but the burns on Chen Shu's body also healed automatically.

Chen Shu looked at his freely moving left hand, thought for a while, and then he picked up a woodcutter next to the pyre, gritted his teeth, and slashed it towards his hand.

Blood came out instantly, but in less than 1 second, the wound healed.

"Do I have superpowers? Xiaoqiang physique that can't be killed?" Chen Shu rubbed his hands excitedly, "Or is it that what kind of wood power works?"

"Maybe the ghost car knows the answer. After three days, you will be able to see the big bird. Chen Shu couldn't help but worry about the ghost car, could it get rid of those pursuers?

With Chen Shu's survivability accumulated in his previous life, three days was not a problem, as long as he didn't run into those hateful mages.

It backfired.

At noon the next day, the twelve mages led by Hu Tu walked out of the Changfeng Forest and came to Tingfeng Town.

At midnight, the mage surrounded the town of Listening Wind.

Hu Tu looked at the town at night with a gloomy expression, "According to the flight path of the Divine Beast Ghost Car, it is likely that it hid the inheritor of the power of wood in Tingfeng Town, tonight, I want to wash Tingfeng Town with blood, whoever finds the inheritor first will be rewarded!"

As Hutu spoke, the mage had already summoned a black bat mount, "In that case, you're welcome." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the bat flapped its wings and carried the mage into the air.

Boom -

The lightning fell in a row, seven or eight families instantly turned into ashes, I don't know how many people lost their lives, 3 injured people ran out of the house in panic, among them, the youngest injured young woman thought that her house was attacked by a divine beast, saw the mage in mid-air, and hurriedly shouted: "Master Mage, save ......"

Click――

Another lightning bolt struck, fast and accurate, and the young woman stood in place like a dead tree, and a gust of wind blew, and the dead tree trembled twice, turned to ashes, and scattered.

The remaining two wounded watched in amazement, until the mage in mid-air rushed towards them, and they woke up from a dream.

"Oh my God!

"Run!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were also reduced to ashes.

The brutal slaughter began, and more and more townspeople were awakened by the shouts and joined in the rush for help, and the town was even more noisy than during the day.

"Good Hutu. Chen Shu hid in an alley, holding a woodcutter in his hand, gritting his teeth and cursing.

The woodcutter was already the best weapon he could find.

What to do?

Escape!

Although Chen Shu wanted to counterattack on the spot, there was a huge disparity in strength, and fighting hard was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

He wanted to flee in the direction of the Long Wind Forest, and as long as he hid in the depths of the forest, it would be difficult for these mages to search for him.

The alley had come to an end, and Chen Shu needed to pass through an unobstructed path to enter the woods, but a mage stood guard on the path, like a god.

From time to time, mages on flying mounts passed overhead, and as the town became more and more dilapidated, and there were fewer and fewer shelters, Chen Shu was like an ant on a hot pot, bubbling in a hurry.

He looked at the woodcutter in his hand—the one that had cut through his palm and witnessed it heal miraculously.

He had nothing but this life and an inexplicable ability to heal himself.

I can only gamble!

Not far away was a fireball that the fire mage had just dropped.

Chen Shu took a deep breath, clutched the feathers left by the ghost car in the palm of his hand, and rushed into the fireball.

In just an instant, Chen Shu also turned into a fireball, a running fireball.

He ran madly towards the path leading to the Changfeng Forest, the fire borrowed the wind, the wind helped the fire, and the fire on his body became more and more vigorous, completely enveloping Chen Shu, and no one could see his face.

The mage guarding the middle of the path glanced at the humanoid fireball rushing in disgust, and raised his hand to cast a spell to give him a good time, but heard the fireball shout, "Stop fighting! Please! The inheritor is on the west side of town! Not here! Don't ......"

The fireball finally pounced, struggled twice on the ground, and stopped moving.

To the west of town?

The words of this dying man when he begged for mercy are still worth believing.

The mage was tempted by the thought of the rich reward of the power of wood, and he did not have a flying mount, but ran towards the west of the town.

Passing by the man who fell to the ground, the mage hesitated slightly.

This person still has life fluctuations, do you want to make up for it?

Just let him burn him to death! Don't delay Lao Tzu's business!

As soon as the mage turned an intersection, the man who fell to the ground immediately rolled on the spot and extinguished the flames on his body.

The fire had burned most of his flesh into black coals, but he grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

Win the bet! Sure enough, the dying man can fool these mages.

The man stretched out his left fist, and in the palm of his hand, a multicolored feather was well preserved, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and he staggered to his feet and galloped into the Changfeng Forest.

A minute later, all the mages who participated in the bloodbath had received reliable information: the inheritor of the power of wood was hiding in the west of the town.

The mages rushed to the west of the town, turning the palm-sized place upside down, but they didn't even notice the shadow of the inheritor. The mages gathered in the middle of the chaotic town, and Hutu asked with a dark face, "Who released the news?"

After some gossip, the spearhead was pointed at the mage who blocked the way.

That mage only has a fifth-order cultivation, and is not a core member of the team, so he usually has no status, and he knows that something bad is wrong, so he is scared and trembles, and he stammers and explains the ins and outs of the matter.

If gaze can really kill, the roadblock mage has died many times.

After the barricade mage finished telling what had happened, Hu Tu finally withdrew his knife-like gaze, and he didn't want to look at this kind of person who had more than enough to accomplish and more than to lose.

Hutu's staff touched the ground, and the roadblock mage immediately turned into a ball of flames and fell to the ground screaming.

After killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, the mages even mentioned twelve points carefully.

"Long Wind Forest, chase. ”

At Hutu's order, the mages scrambled towards the Wind Forest, but another group of mages blocked their way.

The group of mages appeared to be well-trained, dressed in uniform silver robes, each of which was embroidered with green tree lines that flashed from time to time, and it was clear that their clothes were not of exceptional quality.

Hu Tu's face became even more gloomy when he saw this team of mages, he took a step forward and said to the mage leader: "Brother Mo Fan, it's really hard to come out to carry out the mission so late. ”

Mo Fan has fair skin and a handsome appearance. He bowed to Hutu and smiled humbly, "It turned out to be Brother Hutu." ”

This smile revealed two dimples, and I don't know how many girls were fascinated by his dimples.

Mo Fan glanced around the dilapidated town, put away his smile and said: "It's really hard to come out so late to catch the murderer of civilians, the question is, how will Brother Hutu choose, take the initiative to subdue the law, or force me to make a move, and make the enemy of the entire Yunjian country." ”

Hu Tu was so shrewd, he immediately took a few steps forward, took out something from the storage ring and wanted to hand it to Mo Fan, and muttered a few words to Mo Fan in a low voice.

Mo Fan listened to Hu Tu's muttering, but he didn't take what he handed over. Hutu's hand holding something was awkwardly cold, and it was not to continue to stretch out, nor was it to retract it.

"If it were usual, of course I wouldn't embarrass you for a few civilians, but this mission was personally explained by His Royal Highness the Prince, and I don't dare to disobey it," Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, the person you want to track, I will continue to chase you down." ”

Mo Fan patted Hu Tu on the shoulder, turned back to his opponent and said, "Grab them all." ”

"You're also here for the power of wood?" Hutu didn't dare to resist.

"Who isn't?" Mo Fan was very satisfied with Hutu's knowledge of the times.

"Ha, hahaha...... I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, I tried my best to be put on a table by you, but ......" Hu Tu smiled slyly: "The opponent is stronger than you think, he is not only smart, but also very decisive." ”

"Oh?" Mo Fan looked at the alarmist Hutu with interest.

"At least, he had the determination to die and come back to life. ”