Chapter 200: Crossing the River
At some point, Sharjah "woke up...".
At this time, it was noon, and the sun was unexpectedly good, and clouds of large and small were silky or alone, or contiguous, floating in the sky, like a city in the sky.
Sharjah raised his head, and the next moment, the warm and almost hot sunlight seemed to penetrate the distance of countless billions of miles, shining on his face and body.
The heart is like a white cloud, and it is like flowing water. This is a sentence that Xiaoyou once said, and Sharjah liked it after hearing it, and now, this sentence suddenly jumped out of his mind like a fairy.
However, at this time, it was indeed a white cloud in the sky, but what was in front of him was not flowing water, but a vast river.
The waves were surging in the ocean as flat as a great plain, and the impact that occurred at that time was so great that it seemed that whatever entered it would be smashed to pieces, and people were in awe when they saw it.
After crossing this vast river that is not known how wide it is, on the opposite side is the city of Linbo.
"What a vicious river!"
"Yes, if you accidentally fall inside, there will be no scum left!"
"I thought the river in my house was wide, but now I know it's a small shrimp fish...
On the shore, from time to time, some people sighed, and this little doll was so frightened that she screamed or cried, of course, there was also this inexplicable excitement. They were all passers-by and merchants.
The river is usually turbulent and impassable, but in general, there are always a few days in a month that are debilitating. ďźďź
At this time, the long-awaited ferry will take the opportunity to depart, get busy, and without wasting a little time, carry countless business travelers to the other side in batches.
The merchants who often wade to this great river usually have a good time, usually only three or five days early", and for the average traveler, it is not so skillful, and some of the unlucky ones have even just arrived at the ferry to see that the last boat of the month has just left the shore.
That would mean they would have to wait a whole month or less!
Therefore, the ferry port on the shore, all year round, always gathers a large number of people, and slowly forms the ferry town. On the banks of the river, there are even more tourists watching the scenery of the river, and they can usually discharge a long and long row of black pressure, and they can't see the edge.
"Senior brother, are you okay? â
In the midst of this sparse crowd of spectators, under a large shady tree, a man in a strong suit and a man in a wide robe supported each other against the tree, to be exact, a man in a strong suit supported the man in a wide robe. At this time," the man in the suit asked, looking at the man in the wide robe with a worried expression.
The man in the broad robe had his hair disheveled, his face was pale, his right hand was clenched into a fist against his chest, and from time to time he was forced to bend his waist and let out a few intermittent dry coughs, followed by a long gasp, and his thin body was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
"Hehe" cough, "cough," I like, "Are you okay?..." The pale man coughed and gasped again, and when he straightened up, a sickly flush appeared on his face, "But it's not a big deal," cough cough "I didn't expect it" cough," the little mongrel's side "cough," there is actually a sixth-level "martial artist," "..."
When the man in the power suit heard this, his face was also bitter and incredulous.
It's just to cut off a fourth-level little magic apprentice, I thought that it was already a big fuss to dispatch the three of them, but I didn't think that there were three lines of defense around that little magic apprentice!
One is a seventh-level mage defense line, and the other is a fifth-level martial arts defense line" This is all right, although it is unexpected, but it is actually still within the arrangement of the teacher and the order master" Who would have thought, in addition to these two lines of defense, there is also one in the end, which is actually a sixth-level martial arts defense line!
Level 6!
That's the teacher and the big city lords!
Until now, "Kazio still can't believe that the red-haired boy who looks like he's only in his twenties and doesn't look remarkable at all" could actually be a sixth-level martial artist! It was because of his existence that this operation was a complete failure, and not only Senior Brother Leon was damaged on the spot, but Senior Brother Frey was seriously injured.
If it weren't for Senior Brother Leon fighting to the death to create a chance for the two of them, I am afraid that the two of them will also be lost this time.
I don't know if the damn little bastard is dead, Kazio is extremely confident in his brother's shot, but after all, he didn't see the result on the spot, and he didn't implement it in his heart.
The thought that the senior brother who took the most care of himself was actually lost in the hands of the red-haired boy because of the magic interference of that little mongrel, and then thought of the extreme contempt and insult of the red-haired boy, Katchio's eyes turned red, and his nails were deeply embedded in the heart of his fist. ,
"Damn it! I won't take revenge, I won't be a man! Ahhhh â
A monstrous rage grew in the heart of this man named Katchio.
At this time, there was a sudden uproar not far away, and soon after, the outcry quickly expanded, even overshadowing the surging waves in the river, and then, the exclamation turned into a series of exclamations and exclamations, and even some people knelt on the ground, kneeling down to the river in front of them with their hands together, and there were many people who did this!
"What's going on?"
Kazio and Frey looked at each other warily, then turned their heads to look in either direction, and soon, following the gaze of the crowd, they were looking ahead, in the raging vastness of the river.
The next scene made the eyes of the two of them constrict involuntarily!
God!
What is that?
In the surging and undulating waves, a little Dan was walking through it, suddenly being swept into the sky by the waves, and suddenly falling to the bottom of the abyss by the waves, and it was about to be buried in it, and the next moment it passed out from another place unharmed.
Vaguely, there was a gray-robed man, holding his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the Dan.
In this extremely sinister situation, his back looked indescribably leisurely and calm, looking from afar from this shore, like a sacred man.
"This man is a mage!" Frey's eyes tightened again!
The mage he was talking about at this time was certainly not the "magician" that the magic apprentices usually called themselves. "It's a real mage! And, at least, an intermediate mage!
There is only one level of storage zĂ i with his master!
"Who is this person?What are you doing in Limbo City?Is it the friend of the master or some of the seniors in the city?..." Frechai turned to his side, but he felt a palpitation inexplicably, followed by a laborious dry cough. This time, his injuries were too severe!
That red-haired boy, damn it!
That little bastard, damn it!
That mage named Sharjah, damn it!(To be continued.)