On the other side, Luo Lan chased the female warrior and ran wildly on the night road, he quickly narrowed the distance between the two with the talent of the undead clan, and quickly released the sword of divine consciousness at the right moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A little invisible spiritual attack submerged into Imohong's mind, and although it did not cause serious damage, it caused his consciousness to become in a trance, and his body stumbled over the rocks under his feet and fell to the ground.

He had long expected this, with his soldier-level spiritual power, he could make the will of the third-order fighter lose his will, and he could not miss the opportunity, and with a leap, the Ugin long sword was already aimed at the enemy's body and stabbed down.

"Wait...... Wait, don't kill me, I'm ......"

Even if the professional soldier who has been in the field for many years can no longer be calm in the face of life and death, a trace of panic appeared on the beautiful face of the well blade Yi Mohong, and the short orange hair wet by the rain fell on the curved eyebrows, and there was a bit of a pitiful appearance.

"You must not be an ordinary skeleton, spare me, I am willing to exchange a lot of treasures, which can quickly improve your strength!"

Seeing that the other party did not kill immediately, she slowly retreated on the ground, looking at the undead in front of her sincerely, but her hands secretly buckled the two black round marbles around her waist.

"Huh?"

Really speaking, this is the first time Luo Lan has killed someone in her previous life and this life, and she is a woman, so she couldn't help but soften for a while and didn't immediately stab the blade down. But his heavenly eyes saw Yi Mohong's seemingly inadvertent small movements, and his heart sank, so he had already taken the first step.

Poof!

The dark golden sword pierced the soft heart in the woman's chest in an instant, and blood splattered.

"No......!

Imohong's eyes widened, his eyes were full of pain and surprise, his hand grasped the Ugin sword blade inserted into his heart, and his body kept struggling, but soon blood gushed out of his mouth, like a fish that had dried up and died, but in just over ten seconds, he had already died of exhaustion.

Quietly watching the death of the enemy, he drew the blade of his sword and instantly splashed him with crimson blood, but it was soon washed away by the rain.

Squatting down silently, Luo Lan closed the round eyes of the woman's corpse, groped around her waist for a moment, and took out two black and shiny balls, the size of walnuts, the appearance was wrapped in a layer of enamel, and I didn't know what to do.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground again, put away the ball and touched the four-pointed star silver ring he had obtained earlier, and as soon as his spirit reached out, the space around him was already writhing like ripples, and his body shook and suddenly disappeared in place.

The Blink Ring's additional ability - Teleport!

He had tried this skill in the city some time ago, setting the direction and being able to send people a distance of several hundred meters at most. It's just that this kind of teleportation skill requires close to three seconds of preparation time to fully open up the channel, although it sounds very magical, but it is a little chicken rib in battle, and nearly three seconds of static time is wasted, which is enough for powerful enemies to burst out with deadly combat skills.

But now that he turned his head to hunt down the Hate Lonely on the other side, the teleportation skill came in handy.

As soon as he came to the chase road of the bearded officer, Luo Lan noticed that a group of people were moving in the distance, and he immediately rushed over.

"You can't escape!"

The bearded officer slew the last assassin and let out a loud cry as he led two guards and Uncle Twilight to surround the dark mage, holding the steel sword in a fierce battle again, but the three demonic tentacles were so powerful that even the blood-transformed Uncle Twilight couldn't get close to him.

"The Veil of Confusion!"

The incantation in Hate Lone's mouth suddenly became louder, and before the officer could say the words, he already felt that he could no longer see anything around him, and everyone was scrambling around like flies. The demonic tentacles seized the opportunity and instantly pierced the chest of one of the guards, slapping another big man, and the remaining small one pierced into the bearded throat.

Uncle Twilight, who is pushing back a black magic bullet, yells at this and tries to wake him up, but to no avail.

And at the critical moment, the figure flashed, and Luo Lan, who was rushing outside the circle, once again sent out a sword of divine consciousness, which instantly sank into the mind of the dark mage, making him drowsy.

"Damn!" Hate Guxuan, who was powerful in refining the magic spirit, came back to his senses in just two seconds, and the attack tentacles had already fallen into the air, and he found that the undead figure had reappeared, and he didn't have time to think about why it had such a fast return speed, and his body had already jumped through the encirclement with the elastic power of the dark tentacles, dodging the attack of Ugin's long sword.

But the figure watching the battle from a distance suddenly held up the magic book, and the old voice came, and the light of the spell flickered.

"Cobweb!"

A large net of slimy white silk threads suddenly appeared out of thin air, and it happened to bind Hate Lonely's jumping body, he snorted, his body lost its balance and hurriedly commanded his tentacles to stabilize his body.

But a long-prepared Ugin sword took the opportunity to pierce through the back and stab the right half of the chest when it was exposed.

"Uh......"

Hate looked at the dark golden tip of the sword peeking through his chest in disbelief, and when he turned his head, he saw a skeleton with a flickering cold flame holding a long sword, as if it was in the abyss of the deep sea, showing no emotional fluctuations.

He laughed miserably, his face contorted and twitched with pain, and glanced at the rickety old woman in the distance: "I was killed by a low-level undead...... Ahem...... Unwilling to ...... How could Alan's hairy kid invite a magician......"

Generally, the city lord of the ordinary place of the Ayalan Kingdom, even if he wants to recruit a low-level mage or a fighting spirit master, he has to succeed through connections and expensive remuneration, and now a young city lord who has not mastered the finances has invited a high-level wandering mage who can continuously release various spells, which is incredible from all aspects.

However, the self-questioning and self-answering words were exchanged for a mental fluctuation that came to his mind, and it was Luo Lan's flat voice.

"I kept buying soul crystals in the secret law house, and I spent nearly a thousand gold coins, if I had a VIP card, I would have become a super member of the shopkeeper and her, and now I have a lot of money to invite her to come over and put two spells, what's the difficulty?"

"You, you...... With such a high level of intelligence?!" Holding back the pain, Hate Lone looked at the skeleton in front of him in shock, which was an instinctive reaction as a magician: "Ahem...... It turns out that Your Excellency actually ...... I knew ...... earlier."

Because of the heavy damage to his body, the three demonic tentacles had already withdrawn the contract, and the dark mage was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood intermittently, soaked in large puddles, as if to confess his last words.

"I beg you...... Ahem, any ...... can all be taken away...... Please...... Put the doll ...... Stay ......"

He finally failed to utter a complete sentence, and in the twilight trance, he seemed to see the gentle and bitter woman of his childhood again, even if he was suffering from pain, there was still only pity in his eyes, and at this moment the stars in the sky called softly.

Hate Gu raised his hand tremblingly, but his body fell heavily in a pool of blood, and his life had turned into a sigh in the wind and rain. (To be continued.) )