Chapter 3 Throwing objects from high altitudes

Not everyone is like this, the level changes wildly in a short period of time - from the first-order lower position just now, to the first-order upper position during the second stage trial, and then to the current second-order lower position, the change of the level strength of the vast majority of people is a slow change process, and it is absolutely impossible to be so fast that they have no time to go to the professional guild for rank identification. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Glancing at Feng Li angrily, the old magician saw the angry look of the students behind him, and after muttering a few words, he didn't continue to entangle, and quickly handled these things for Feng Li and Carlton, and quickly sent the two guys away.

"Thank you just now!" Feng Li is not a very obsessive person, and he didn't have any deep hatred with Carlton, and he didn't have any interest in Carrie.

Casually waved his hand, "This guy deserves to be here doing this kind of thing at his age, just this kind of vision!" Disdainful sarcasm, Carlton smiled and said to Feng Li, "What kind of thing is this, needless to say, you have many ways to prove it, I just happen to be behind you and don't want this old guy to waste too much time." ”

I have to say, how can there be so many fools in the real aristocratic education? If you look at it at this time, you will find that although Carlton usually disdains those who are lower in strength than himself, he basically shows a different face to those who have strength and potential.

It's just that Feng Li doesn't have the idea of having a deep friendship with Carlton, not that he has any opinions on Carlton's life, but that Feng Li feels that Carlton's talent is limited, and he can reach the rank of a sword saint in his life, and the sword master is really not of much use to himself. And although Carlton is very courteous to himself, Feng Li is very willing to "pick up" all kinds of teammates many times, and this kind of deliberate friendship, Feng Li is not very cold.

casually made an excuse, avoided Carlton's next invitation, and wandered the streets of Morsimus alone, feeling the connotation of this exotic civilization.

Morsimus was the richest main city in the southeast of the Flangelic Empire, and all kinds of exotic customs opened the eyes of Feng Li. Not to mention the famous casinos in the empire, Feng Li didn't know how many he saw along the way, and because of the development of gambling, there are countless gamblers who are therefore red-eyed, and the pawn industry is also booming here. If the sale of property continues to be lost, then for these bankrupts, this will give rise to the slave trade.

In Morsimus's Adventurers' Guild, there are a large number of resident escort adventurers, which specialize in escorting various caravans to other places, and sometimes enter the Free Alliance, and with money, the adventurers' organizations are not at all comparable to those in small places like Sarno, and these adventurers here prefer to call themselves mercenaries - like soldiers, but only hired by the boss.

The attached restaurants and flower buildings, although they are only a glance, but they can't help but feel very interesting - this is only the main city in the southeast of the empire, so what kind of situation will it be like as the imperial capital of the Flangel Empire?

Just when Feng Li was wandering around so comfortably, he suddenly smashed down on the top of the restaurant next to him, Made, that bastard did a good thing, I don't know how many things are forbidden to throw objects in the air? How many years, Feng Li has not been so casual as this time for a long time, Feng Li in his previous life was too obsessed with the improvement of magic strength, and many things did not stop to savor.

Although he was very tired of this kind of person who did not have the quality to "throw objects in the air", Feng Li did not have the idea of causing trouble, and flashed to the side and was ready to wait for the poor guy to smash down and continue to walk forward. But this poor fellow who fell down, well, is it the poor fellow of Loisius?

Loisius was very depressed, he relied on his own ability to enter the superior magic academy, and when he returned to his own territory, he couldn't help the urge to show off, and found those former fox friends and dogs, and Loisius chose to feast them at the Tate Restaurant. However, before the meal came up, I saw the enemy of the year, Langridge.

You know, as the main city, how could Morsimus not have a junior magic academy? It can even be said that Morsimus's junior magic academy, in terms of its environmental facilities and the quality level of magic instructors, is much better than that in the small place of Sano City. Back then, he and Langridge had a dispute over some things and went to the dueling arena, although because of the intervention of the adults on both sides, there was no problem with human lives, but as the losing party, Loisius was sent to the small place in Sano City for self-reflection. Loisius was quite unconvinced by this Langridge - aren't you just a stupid big man? You swordsman fights me an assassin in the ring, and this special thing is a ghost when you lose!

However, in fact, no matter how unconvinced Loisius is, the rules of the duel do not reason with Loisius, and if you lose, you lose. Seeing each other again today, Loysius thought that he had taken the wind spirit protection of the elemental god, and his rank had also been promoted to the second order, so he should be able to avenge the revenge of the arrow.

What poor Loisius didn't expect was that when he cut through one of the pursuits, he could see Langrich's small word panicked face, and Leusius still clearly remembered that he smiled at him smugly, and then prepared to stab the dagger into poor Langerich chrysanthemum......

However, all this was just a fantasy in the mind of Loisius. The fact is that when Leusius chased and cut into Langridge's side, Langridge did appear momentarily surprised and distracted, but just when Loisius tried to insert the dagger in his hand into Langrich's chrysanthemum - Made, Lao Tzu hates these magicians!

Yes, a magical shield appeared before the eyes of Loisius. At this time, Langridge, who reacted, simply threw the blocked Loisius from the top of the Tate Restaurant.

Loisius and Langridge, neither of them are afraid of things. One wanted to stab people in the chrysanthemum, and the other directly threw people down from the top floor......

At this time, in mid-air, Loisius wanted to die in his heart, and the sneak attack was thrown out instead of being defeated, plus those friends who were in the same circle, his ugly behavior today is estimated to soon become the most interesting dish in the Morsimus aristocratic circle, but it seems that he can't feel these things if he smashes it like this, Made, it's a shame, it's a shame, anyway, I don't know!

Just as Loisius was thinking wildly, he found that the expected great pain that accompanied the contact between the butt and the earth did not appear, but heard a joking voice.

"Well, poor Loiseus, wouldn't you have jumped down from the stairs to greet your old friend with such enthusiasm?"