Teng Yunshen closed his eyes. The light of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info flew in the darkness under his eyes, as if figurative dizziness.

As is often the case, wizards are able to control every aspect of their body with astonishing precision, as if they were giving commands through the buttons on a remote control. However, the senses that accelerated were different, and Teng Yunshen couldn't suppress their overactive performance. The world is constantly spinning. At this moment, all he could do was barely maintain his balance and not fall to the ground.

The information grabbed Teng Yunshen's scalp like a hair-twisted comb. He stumbled forward as he clung to the wall.

At this point in time, people are accustomed to drunks. And slowing down the speed of releasing energy made Teng Yunshen's one-heart shadow draped on his body turn into an invisible thing, and people couldn't see it.

Information is pouring in.

They are dazzling, noisy, and fragile, like shards of multicolored glass. You might think you're in the midst of a devastating ensemble of earthquakes and churches. One overhanging window after another shatters around you. You have nowhere to run but sit and wait.

However, nothing fell from the sky and smashed Teng Yunshen's head to the point of bleeding.

He turned his attention to a secluded corner of his heart. He carefully searched for the wonderful smell from Su Ruiwen in his memories.

Memories awakened at the tip of Teng Yunshen's nose. He recalled more and more details. He realized that the Transfiguration Mage had two pleasant fragrances, one expressing kindness and one expressing hostility. The wizard of the Black Sword Society probably only remembered the latter, and he remembered the former. That's exactly the clue he can take advantage of.

He passed through the first line of blockade unharmed.

At the same time, Teng Yunshen gradually adapted to the senses that were speeding up. The magic of the Shadow of One Heart increases the frequency at which the senses work. And after closing his eyes, even though the external light was still eye-catching, he still filtered out hundreds of sources of interference.

He tapped his headphones. "What kind of magic coins do wizards use to store their sense of smell?" he asked.

"Ink iron. Qiao Siming replied, "How's it going?"

Teng Yunshen sat on a bench on the side of the road. He opened his eyes slightly, then reached into his pocket. "There are minions of the Black Sword Society everywhere. "I think Raven will leave a special smell......

Qiao Siming seemed to sniff: "Smart." I had a wooden box in it, and it was very useful. What he said made Teng Yunshen confused.

"What is the magic of ink iron?"

"I have to say that the magic of this metal is quite artistic. ”

Teng Yunshen found the ink iron coin, he waited for a while, but there was still no word from the other end of the earphone, "And then?" he urged.

"I mean, to use it well, you have to spend a lot of time learning. Qiao Siming sighed, "If you have a smoke bomb, you can get a lot of smoke. You can use smoke as a paint, apply it, just like a painter, and most importantly, you can solidify it. Don't use the magic of ink iron, if you're not careful, you'll end up in a poisonous cage. ”

"Understood. Teng Yun thought deeply, "Terrible." He shoved the Iron Coin into the slot, and then pressed the burst switch.

The cool night breeze burned. The moonlight seemed to have turned into a mixture of blood and fire, and under its watering, everything that Teng Yunshen could see or couldn't see emitted a strong smell. His sense of smell was like that of a horse of different colors, galloping in all directions.

He thought he might have found Su Ruiwen's scent. The deep fragrance is chilling all the way away. That was a warning for evil wizards.

Teng Yunshen stood up and slowly walked towards the second blockade line. He was not bad luck and found an ink iron coin in his pocket. However, he only found this one ink iron magic coin. In other words, he must find the girl's whereabouts as soon as possible, otherwise, once the magic power of the magic coin is exhausted, he will not be able to find the other party from the smell.

This is not an easy task. If Su Ruiwen could be found with just a magic coin, the Black Sword Society would not be helpless against the girl who was hiding until now.

Teng Yunshen was looking for another scent hidden under the warning signs. It is not easy to notice, but it haunts the heart and never goes away. It was the smell that Su Ruiwen left for her friends, and the enemy might not be able to distinguish it.

He believes that girls will not be in a murderous state all the time. He has not been in contact with Su Ruiwen for a long time, but he understands the other party's personality.

When she was in the bazaar, it was she who stopped her companions who wanted to take revenge on Teng Yunshen. She quickly recovered from the blow.

She is a warrior. In the past, irritability was seen as an indispensable quality for a warrior, but she was a better fighter and had a calm and calm attitude. She was able to hide herself.

Next is Teng Yunshen's life.

He hid his magic, but he didn't hide his features. If Su Ruiwen, who was hiding in the shadows, monitored the movements outside, sooner or later, the girl would have discovered him deep into the core of the encirclement.

Teng Yunshen stopped. "Damn!" he thought. He ignored the most crucial issues. The Black Sword Society has the resources to start a war, they have a large number of soldiers, and their methods are endless.

He saw the bronze mage casting spells, as well as the five Black Sword Society wizards who were waiting for the bronze mages to show them where the girl was going.

Teng Yunshen couldn't even find Su Ruiwen before them. The clues he left behind were estimated to be as eye-catching in the eyes of the bronze mage as the large screen in the pedestrian street square. Enemies will see through his disguise in an instant.

It seemed like it was time for him to go home.

However, Teng Yunshen's mode of thinking is different. He thought he should kill the bronze mage in front of him. Only two seconds passed between the idea and the decision.

He took the ink-iron coins from his belt, picked out a few more coins that might be useful, and inserted them into his abdomen one by one.

Ready, he once again ventured into the kingdom of shadows.

He was dressed as a phantom rather than an ordinary shadow, and he stood in the darkness of the world as if in the bright light of a searchlight, and every wizard could see his fearless form.

The wizards of the Black Sword Society spotted him immediately. They shouted loudly, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty fierceness. They couldn't wait to tear Teng Yunshen to shreds.

The shadow of the whole city popped out from the horizon like a castle in a three-dimensional greeting card.