Teng Yunshen stared at his left hand in shock. www.biquge.info The scars left by Mai Ke have long since faded, but at this moment, they are shining a bright green from under the skin.

The magical tattoo that the forest mage had spent years "fiddling" with swelled in his palm like a large poisonous blister.

He couldn't breathe. The lungs were as dull as a broken pendulum clock, except for the bubbles in the palms of the hands that rattled and steamed. He pressed his left hand back into the soil.

A mysterious energy poured into his body, and it was as if it were ...... When the switch is pressed, the chandelier lights on, illuminating the dark bedroom.

"How are you?" said the witch to him, "can you hold on?"

Teng Yunshen was startled, this beautiful face belonged to the transformation mage who had been pierced through his knee, and she walked next to Teng Yunshen. Both men were walking, and no one was lying on the ground, listening to the murmur of the woods.

He immediately realized that it was just a fantasy created for him by the elves

"He took my wand. A voice said viciously, Teng Yunshen turned around and saw the witch's conversation, a limping round-faced wizard, "That's my mother's relic, I'm going to kill him." ”

"There will be a chance. He had to come out of the woods. The Transfiguration mage nodded affirmatively, not knowing if she really thought so or if she was just comforting her accomplices, "Until then, though, you'll have to take care of your body." ”

"Do you remember anything more?" the unknown fourth-order wizard asked the mirror mage, "his symbols, his tricks?"

"I've never seen a uniform like that. His accomplice replied in frustration, "He didn't use any magic weapons either...... You asked me. ”

The fourth-order wizard closed his mouth gloomily.

"I've seen ...... 'stuff' like that. The Transfiguration Mage said, which surprised Teng Yunshen, "He is a corpse, so he can use all kinds of magic. ”

The Mirror Mage looked back in surprise, "Dead? ”

"Of course the dead can speak. The Transfiguration Mage muttered, "As long as someone remotes him precisely, it's not a big deal. ”

The unknown fourth-order wizard nodded: "This makes sense...... If your guess is correct, we're going to have one more necromancer with deep mana among the people we're dealing with. ”

"Or the Blood Mage," the witch added, "and what I've seen before is supposedly a dead blood bank." ”

"That's the day, right?"

"It can only be that day. ”

"Don't worry if you have a lot of debt. A wizard said, wearing a fancy hat, "Old people always have a way." ”

Teng Yunshen couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could hear the tremor in his voice. Teng Yun looked deeply at the unfathomable fourth-order wizard, whose face was hidden in the shadows, indistinct, and the other third-order wizard who remained silent was the same, his facial features only had slightly undulating lines, which were difficult to distinguish.

The elves are missing some minor details from the information they provide. They don't recognize targets in the same way as humans. Teng Yunshen only found the faces he had come into contact with at close range, and the rest of them were hazy like portraits that had been wet before the paint had dried.

"Can you clean him up next time?" the fourth-order wizard touched the mirror mage's arm.

The latter smiled reluctantly: "He's just a little clever." ”

The fourth-order wizard was noncommittal: "If I encounter them again, I will deal with the person hiding behind him." ”

The Mirror Mage seems to be losing its leadership. Holding a fourth-tier mana, he was defeated by a third-tier wizard, which may mean that he is not suitable for combat. And in these extraordinary times, the team needs a warrior to lead them more than a scholar.

The wizards drifted away. Their postures, their voices, melted into the evening breeze.

Teng Yunshen subconsciously stood up. It was a mistake, and the toxin immediately burrowed into his breath. His lungs gasped in vain, but he couldn't get the air everywhere.

He endured the pain and shifted his focus to his left hand. The tattoo was already a part of his body, which meant that he could use his magic to turn it off, just as he had turned off his immune system during the Battle of the Bazaar. It's something every wizard can master, and all it takes is a thought.

The blister burst, and the color of the tattoo faded into the palm print little by little. He escaped from the suffocating cage.

Teng Yun settled down, and then walked quickly to the depths of the shadows, and the familiar darkness embraced him again. No matter how the environment changes, the Shadow Realm is always the same......

He heard the voice of a shadow. Each shadow had a sound, however, the voice that caught his attention was different. They exude a distinct energy. In the first world, people's footsteps are tightly hidden by the sound of the wind, but in the shadow world, they have nothing to hide.

Teng Yunshen quickly found the sorcerer who was quietly following him, the fugitive. To his surprise, there were only two of them, not three.

He hesitated for a moment. The wizards stopped, as if they couldn't figure out where he was hiding. After all, they were not shadow puppet mages, and they did not dare to set foot in the world of shadows easily.

Teng Yunshen left the darkness and appeared in the moonlight, "I see you," he said.

Two wizards raised their hands and stepped out from behind the goblins. "Friends?" said one man, "we have no ill will. Their eyes were wary, curious, and ...... Request.

Teng Yunshen shook his head: "No, it doesn't matter whether you have malice or not, whether I have malice or not is the most important thing." You're in trouble, aren't you? You're missing someone, and you need help. And I am the person you need. ”

He unconsciously imitated Qiao Siming's tone, taking the lead and creating pressure. Pretending to look at the problem from the other side's point of view is the secret of repeated trials in invisible confrontations.

The first wizard nodded, "You're right. He wiped the sweat from his broad forehead, "We're in trouble...... Big trouble. ”

"Who are you?"

The two wizards looked at each other.

"We are followers of the great wizard Greene. The person who was still with a wide forehead was in charge of speaking, "I'm Chief Ge Lin, and he's Ge Linliang." He said as he opened the aura on his head.

"What do you want to do in the Tomb of the Three Kings?"

Chief Ge Lin looked a little surprised: "In order to retrieve Ge Lin's relics." ”

Another "Green" said, "It's—"

"I'm from, above, or, below," Teng Yunshen interrupted him slowly, "the bedtime radio we listen to every day is not on the same channel. ”