Lanrith didn't move, and didn't sigh because the old ghost's turn didn't go as he wanted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the old ghost could be dealt with so easily, he wouldn't have been able to hide Lanris's perception.

Lanrith was not discouraged in the slightest when he missed the blow, and his brows furrowed slightly when he saw that the old ghost was still in the middle of sneaking.

"This Mr. Stalker who hasn't met yet, although we don't know each other, and it's the first time we've met today, but I took the initiative to show up, shouldn't you take the initiative too?"

He laughed twice, his eyes were fixed on the area where the old ghost was staying, and at such a close distance, he finally sensed the fluctuation of the old ghost's breath, but it was very vague, but it was no problem to lock a general direction.

This kind of performance is already much stronger than Chris, who was killed by the old ghost a few days ago.

It wasn't until after being stabbed in the back that he was fatally injured that he spotted the old ghost at that moment.

Lanrith seemed to show a hint of kindness in his current performance, but the old devil would be foolish to believe that.

He was unmoved.

Lanreis has a lot of reinforcements behind him, and it's barely half of his home field, so he can almost wave as much as he wants.

But how could the old ghost be like him?

All people here are his enemies!

So after hearing Lanris's seemingly "kind" advice, he ignored it, just looked at him quietly, looking up and down, in fact, he was already thinking about how to start in his heart.

He didn't have time to spend time here with Lanris, and the bear goblin behind him was already about to catch up.

"Oh yo, this gentleman is not well-behaved!"

The old ghost doesn't have time to waste it, but Lanris does, or maybe he's here to stall for time. It seemed to be a joke, but he was already very vigilant in his heart.

At this time, it is too easy to become a situation where a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and he cannot afford to be careless, and if he is not careful, he can't stand the fatal blow of an assassin.

It's an offensive that can be turned into a fatal blow, and it can cause serious injuries to any of the fighters, and it's a good deal for a crispy stalker like him.

It stands to reason that it would be better for him to run away now, but the order he received was like this, so he had to delay it, and with his confidence in himself, it evolved into what he is now.

It's just that he cursed Charles in his heart.

Just now the old ghost was walking on the fence, and his speed was limited to the extreme, and this thing didn't come over immediately in order to show his majesty, but now it's okay, he has to taste the bitter fruit.

Lanris's teasing didn't make the old ghost move a little bit, he had experienced too much in such pediatrics over the years.

He had sensed the nervousness in Lanrith's seemingly teasing expression.

He was guarding the old ghost's movements, and he already knew in his heart that there was no possibility of negotiation, and the next step was naturally to meet the old ghost's deadly offensive.

It's just that he never knows how much combat experience the old ghost has than him.

In terms of thieves, ten old ghosts are not as good as him, but if there are really ten, then you can directly harden what you want, and you don't have to be cautious, and you have to guard against magic traps and worry about being discovered by the master.

The old ghost emerged from the stealth and smiled at Lanris, "Can you let me go if I'm good?"

This sudden scene made Lanrith lose his mind slightly, because it was too sudden.

It's just that it doesn't matter if he loses his mind, he is shocked when he comes back to his senses.

Looking up, the old ghost was still there, maintaining an indifferent face.

This is the first time that Lanris has taken a good look at this human assassin, this old face is mediocre and nothing special, but Lanris does not dare to be careless at all.

Because he knew that the old ghost had already sneaked around again, and this "old ghost" who showed up had already been transferred for a long time, and now it should be just an illusion or something.

His guess was right.

With a "bang", Lanrith's Hidden Blade had already made contact with the old ghost's dagger.

This rush didn't work. But the old ghost had to do it, and the roar of the bear goblin was not far away.

Lanris was scared into a cold sweat, and the old ghost didn't hurt him because he reacted quickly, and the old ghost also knew this.

It's just that his plan was not to kill people, but to let Lanris "make way", so it wasn't useless.

The dagger that came from the sneak attack seemed to be hidden, but its power was surprisingly great, and Lanrith took a few steps back in order to unload his strength.

With this retreat, Lanrith knew that something was wrong, and he had already understood the old ghost's plans.

Sure enough, after the old ghost forced Lanrith back, he didn't sneak away, and ran outside directly.

There was Lanris in the way before, but now there is none, and the few slave hunters on the road are simply ignored.

"Block him!"

Lanris roared and gave orders, but the others ignored him.

The old ghost even gave up stealth, because the stealth state will reduce some of the speed, and now this crazy escape look, if these people plan to step forward, then it is definitely a desperate block.

Of course, the main thing is that the old ghost is not easy to mess with at first glance, and this group of greedy and afraid of death doesn't want to try their own catties.

Can't.

Lanrith glanced at Charles, who was still some distance behind him, and didn't expect anything from his clumsiness.

gritted his teeth and chased after him directly.

Charles definitely couldn't catch up with the old ghost, but he could barely catch up, and he had to bear this errand if he didn't want to.

Following the old ghost's pace, Lanrith looked a little distanced and a little anxious.

Charles also saw it, and he was also very anxious, but he was even more helpless!

As a short-legged warrior, it's not his fault that he can't catch up, it's the fault of the warrior profession!

"Lanris, stop him!"

He let out a roar of rage to express his will.

This makes Lanrith feel extremely complicated, you are going to pretend to be too much with others, and now let me wipe your ass, where is the reason!

I thought so in my heart, but it was naturally impossible to drag it out like this in practice.

It's not for Charles, it's for himself!

The screw-screw's gaze has been spurring them on behind their backs!

The soles of his feet did not slow down for half a minute, and he directly began to dig things up in his hands.

Just like the old ghost prepared a large number of bottles and cans of scattered things for himself, and a lot of space equipment in his sleeves in his arms, Lanrith naturally has it.

This is also a feature of most Stalkers.

No, this is either a fledgling novice, or a special professional who does not follow the usual path.

However, both the old ghost and Lanrith are still in the normal category.

Eventually, Lanrith pulled out a sleeve crossbow.

The cold light flickered, well-made, and a fluorescence flickered on the crossbow from time to time, showing its extraordinary.

Not surprisingly, this is also a magical enchanted weapon.