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However, without waiting for the two to move, Simirian just looked at it, which was like the cold eyes of an extremely low glacier directly froze all the movements of the two, and the instinct of life told them that if they moved again, it would be the result of death.

Mu En was also taken aback, he hurriedly stopped the movements of the two and asked them to come over.

Everything went well, although under this Simirian's gaze, both of them were terrified, but until they walked to Mu En's side, he didn't make any moves, just as he said, restraining Aya and the two just didn't want them to trouble.

I don't know what happened, both Aya and Meereen were very afraid of Simirian, hiding behind Muen, Aya gently tugged at the corner of Muen's clothes, with a little tremor in her voice, and said: "He, he's so terrible, my spell has no effect on him." ”

The spell trap that Aya set up near the deep pool was not for watching and playing, the moment this man appeared, Aya poured out almost all the spells she could use in an instant, and she was confident that the magical beasts below the transcendent were set on fire by so many spells, and they would be crippled if they didn't die.

But this man just took a very simple beat, and annihilated all the spells, and with another beat, the two of them were frozen, and from beginning to end, Aya didn't even feel the fluctuations of the elements.

Mu En patted Aya's hand, whispered a few words of comfort, and told him about the history of three hundred years ago when Similian showed impatience.

At this time, although there were still many doubts, Mu En had begun to recognize in his heart that the person in front of him was the 'Death Sorrow', Similian Viku.

Ten minutes later.

"Actually, these ungrateful people, in vain we took them in, pigs and dogs are not as good as things, I, I ......" Similian seemed to calm down, the wisdom that the years had brought him to calm down, but that gloomy face seemed to have a volcano in it.

Mu En yelled in his heart, he turned his head to look at Aya, and said, "You take Meereen away first, I'll stop him, ...... quickly."

"Leave?" Aya was stunned and said, "No, I'm not leaving." ”

"You're a burden here, I can't beat it alone and still run. With you dragging, I don't even have a chance to escape, be obedient, go quickly, don't go back to Witherspoon, find a place to contact your mentor and Uncle Steelbeard, only then can you help me. Mu En spoke very quickly, turned his head and said to Meereen: "Meereen, your Aya sister has handed it over to you, let's go......"

Meereen stared at him, nodded seriously, and said, "Okay." ”

Mu En took a deep look at Aya, as if he wanted to reflect his lover into his heart, and Aya's beautiful face was already wet with tears, and he was reluctant to take another look, and at the last glance, Mu En turned his head resolutely, holding the sword in both hands, his heart was extremely calm and proud.

He stared at the man in front of him, who was also lost and depressed, and put on a defensive posture, Meereen had already dragged Aya back, and with the blessing of 'Light Body Technique' and 'Cat Grace', the two of them ran towards the depths of the boulder jungle at great speed.

The movements of the two did not hide from Similian, when the spell fluctuated, he glanced back blankly, this seems to be a dead eyes as silent as the water of the Styx that has not changed for thousands of years, and it also makes Mu En's nervous muscles tremble, but he doesn't care after all, just one look, he is immersed in his own world again.

Time passed little by little, and it was an hourglass of time.

Only then did Similian look up at Mu En in front of him, and said, "Did you say that back then, my Viku clan took in those refugees?"

Mu En's expression was stunned, as if he was a little puzzled, and after thinking silently for a while, he said: "After all, this period of history is not glorious, and the information is very small, I still see the complete content from the wizard tower."

From the perspective of a bystander, I think this is a historical necessity, and you will inevitably take in those who have fled, not because of kindness, nor because of the same origin, but because you need those strong people as cannon fodder to stop the monster frenzy for you.

I think you, as the high-ranking person of the Viku throne, must also be aware of this. ”

"There are indeed reasons for this, but after all, we saved them and gave them space to live, and they ......"

"How can they rebel, right?" Mu En's eyes were cold, he didn't think that Similian had lived for so long, and he was still an idealist, so he only listened to his almost sarcastic words: "Those who can survive under the beast tide are the strong, the real strong, how huge their demand for resources is, and how weak what you can provide." ”

"And, to put it bluntly, according to what I have seen from the information, after the victory of the war, the Viku clan still held the shelf that I was the master, and only provided scarce food and resources for these refugees, and even most of the corpses of the demonic beasts after the war were looted.

But they never thought that the comparison of the strength of the two was completely disproportionate, and there were nearly ten of His Majesty the Throne on the side of the refugees, and how many of you were there?"

"Weakness of strength is the original sin. ”

"You, you're me off. "The truth is always unwelcome, and Cimirian's eyes were cold.

"I'm just telling you the facts, history always has similar commonalities, and this is the inevitable result. Mu En did not show weakness.

He was telling the truth, but it was also infuriating him, and in the face of this unfathomable man, he found that the longer the time dragged on, the less courage he had, as if climbing an endless peak, and the longer he watched at the foot of the mountain, the more he did not dare to set out.

So, he had to give himself a reason to fight, a reason to have to fight, and now that Aya and Meereen were gone, he needed to regroup.

"Haha, okay, you" Cimilian laughed angrily.

"Asserbed ......" At this moment, in the strange laughter, it was the direction where Witherspoon came, a black light wrapped in the scream of the air, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the top of the deep pool, suddenly a sudden stop, the black light expanded, and after dissipating, I saw more than ten figures appear on the ground.

Yishui's tuxedo set off the handsomeness and uprightness of the few people in front of him, and the man at the head seemed to be a nobleman who came out of the dusty history, elegant and noble unimaginable.

He glanced at him slightly, glanced at the situation in front of him, looked at Mu En playfully and said: "Ji Ji, you have the smell of the remnants of the master's notes, I specially came to kill you, hand over the travel note, I will leave you a whole corpse?"

For Similian, this awakening is just to take away Muen's life, and the rest will not be put in his eyes, nor is it worthy of his eyes. And for Muen, Similian alone was enough to keep him focused and unable to be distracted.

But when this man's words came out, Mu En was really startled, and he almost quickly turned around and asked, "Travelogue, are you Marceau's subordinate?"

The elegant man smiled strangely: "That's right, I am the thirteenth generation of the Dracula family, the great vampire count Morro Dracula, the third servant under the throne of the Dark Witch. ”

"Ahem......" A dry cough sounded and it was actually the old housekeeper beside the man Mo Luo. (To be continued.) )