Just as Elan was considering whether to trample on the bugs, the bugs suddenly stopped moving, and the worms shriveled down like deflated balls, and finally became a black line on the ground. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Haha! Looks like these bugs are scaring our boys!" said Mark as he approached Elan, his eyes fixed on her.

Under Elan's 'frightened' gaze, Mark stretched out his right index finger and pressed it on Elan's carotid artery, and after a while, Mark gently slid his finger to Elan's chest, and the smiling Mark was almost like stroking his lover.

Elan, who pretended to be afraid, was about to endure to the limit, he could endure a lot of things, but he definitely couldn't stand a man taking his fingers and sliding around his chest.

Fortunately, when Elan was about to break out and hurt someone, Mark withdrew his hand, and at the same time said to Mott with a look of regret: "What a pity, this kid's blood is very vibrant, and it will be of great help to the curse in me." ”

"It would have been nice to have met this guy sooner! Mott, what's going on with the corpse today? It seems that the deceased did not experience a life-and-death struggle in his life. ”

After questioning Mott, Mark turned and walked towards the stone table where the utensils were placed.

"I'm sorry, this man didn't go through a life-and-death struggle today, he died of bad luck! ・・・・・ today," Mott told Mark about the gladiatorial battle between Chad and Elan today.

For the "unlucky" Chad, even Mark couldn't help but laugh a few times, "Hahaha... There is still such an unlucky person, because the enemy accidentally slipped and fell, and he who had the absolute upper hand, died inexplicably!"

After laughing, Mark picked up a cup from the stone table, which contained a viscous green liquid.

Mark took the cup and walked over to Chad's corpse and said to Mott: "The next time something like this happens, immediately rearrange the gladiatorial fight, now is a critical period, I can't tolerate a little sloppiness, you know?"

Mott, who had already taken off the hood of his robe, was in a cold sweat on his forehead at the moment, "Teacher, I'm sorry! I'll pay attention next time, because I'm worried that the teacher doesn't know how long it will take to prepare, so I don't want to waste everyone."

It was my mistake and I won't make up my mind anymore!"

Mott was a young man as Elan had guessed, but his face was very pale.

Elan felt a kind of pressure from Mark, like the deterrent power of a beast to its prey, and a smiling Mark seemed to be ready to kill Mott at any moment.

Elan was only affected by Mark's momentum, and even so, Elan felt Mark's danger, let alone Mott who faced Mark.

However, Elan doesn't care much about this deterrence, it's his confidence in his own strength, his confidence in his willpower.

"Okay, my student, the teacher didn't blame you, just asked you to pay attention next time. ”

Mark didn't use his momentum to oppress Mott anymore, and turned back into the person full of scholarly temperament, and the dangerous aura of his previous body was completely reined.

"Mott, you are my only student, everything I will belong to you in the future, you should change your meditation method now, and when I lift the curse, I will teach you a more advanced meditation method!"

Mark's words made Mott very excited, and his pale face turned red with excitement, "Really, teacher, you are really good to me, you know... You must know that advanced meditation methods are very difficult to obtain, and it is also very difficult to practice, I want the teacher to be by my side to guide, woo Woo Teacher, you are really good to me!"

Hehe, another acting school, Elan glanced at Mott a few times, and noticed that this kid was excited on the surface, but there was no emotional fluctuation in the depths of his eyes.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and Elan agrees with this very much, because people with strong mental power have more sensitive perceptions, so Elan withdrew his gaze before Mott noticed something abnormal.

Satisfied with Mott's performance, Mark asks Mott to dismember Chad while holding the cup, and Mark takes a sip of the green viscous liquid in the cup and eats Chard's meat.

"Vomit!" Elan 'couldn't help but run' outside the stone and vomited, and if Ellan knew that his face would not change, it would arouse the suspicion of Mark.

Sure enough, Mark waved his hand at Mott and said, "Go back quickly! I thought this kid was not ordinary, he didn't react just now, but now it seems that he was too frightened!

Pretending not to hear Mark's feelings, Elan honestly followed Mott back, and even Mott slapped Elan the head, and Elan showed a frightened expression.

"Haha! Sure enough, another one was frightened, I really don't know what these people have been through?"

When they passed by the robbers' place where they were eating again, some of the robbers who were sitting at the table drinking had expected Elan to look frightened, so they burst out laughing.

"Why? Do you want to know what he went through? It's easy, just come with me!" said Mott to the robbers who were drinking.

Mott's words startled the robbers, and they begged Mott for mercy, "Your Excellency the Wizard, you just let us fart just now, don't do that!"

"Yes, yes, yes! How can we, lowly mortals, deserve to make noble you angry!"

"Hmph!" Mott snorted, then ignored the robbers and turned away.

Just as the robbers breathed a sigh of relief, one of the robbers, who was obviously drunk, opened his mouth and scolded Mott: "Phew!

Mott, who had not yet walked a few steps, paused, and after glancing back at the robber who was speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed his right index finger at the robber.

Mott's actions made the robber's wine wake up in an instant, and the robber, who knew what was going to happen, hurried towards the open space on the side without saying a word.

Almost at the moment when the robber pounced on the clearing, a ball of olive-green liquid the size of a baby's fist appeared from the tip of Mott's index finger and flew towards the bandit, and finally the liquid flew past the right half of the robber's face.

"Whew!", the right half of the robber's face was corrosively injured, the bubbling skin made some sounds, and the right ear fell directly off the head, and the great pain made the robber howl on the ground.

The baby's fist-sized amount of olive-green liquid, after grazing the right side of the robber's face, landed on a wooden table, which was quickly corroded with a hole.

"Quick, get the medicine to stop the bleeding!" The robbers were almost awake from their drinking, and immediately someone stepped forward and pressed the wounded robber, and asked the others to drug the wounded robber.

Several of the robbers stared at Mott with fierce eyes, and pressed their hands on the weapons at their waists, intending to do so.

At this time, these robbers changed their previous flattery and showed a ruthless spirit.

Elan, who was on the side, seemed frightened, hiding in a corner and trembling, in fact, he was praising his acting skills in his heart, thinking that if Xiao Lizi had such acting skills as him, I am afraid that he would have won the Oscar a long time ago.

The injured robber couldn't help but insult Mott because Elan had directly cast a psychic hint on him.