The setting sun shone on the girl, and Feng Luo saw her clearly. The gray clothes were torn open many times, revealing the fair skin inside. Short hair, combed behind the ears, bangs wet with sweat, strands stuck to the forehead.

Her face was covered with smudges and her eyes flashed, making it seem like she must be beautiful. His hands clutched tightly around his waist and he looked at the person who suddenly appeared in horror.

Feng Luo was about to teach this petite girl that she couldn't ask questions in the land of death. When you encounter someone, either kill or flee. The girl made a gesture that surprised him.

The girl brought the leather bag to her chest, looked at Feng Luo with a firm look, her palms facing each other, and quickly moved her pulse.

"Flames burning the sky!" the girl let out a soft cry, and a ball of fire erupted between her palms. With a "bang", the flames enveloped the skin, and the crystal animal skin was instantly roasted, then scorched, turning into pieces of ash. Falling to the ground, only a deformed knife remains.

"You, what are you doing here?" Feng Luo was stunned, and asked for a long time.

"Hmph, even if I destroy it, I won't leave the brand to you!" said the girl, puffing out, putting her hands to her neck. Looking at her appearance, she is going to commit suicide.

"Wait, don't kill yourself, I'm a good person. Feng Luo hurriedly stopped, "Even if you commit suicide, you can't kill you like this." People who are proficient in fire-based techniques are immune to fire, not to mention that you have enough pulse qi to perform techniques?"

"You're a bad person, and bad people say you're a good person!" the girl took a few steps back in fear. She'd heard that in the land of the dead, it's better to die than to fall into the wrong hands.

Feng Luo also stepped back and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I can help you." You wait a little longer, accumulate the pulse energy that can be cast once, and when you use up the pulse energy when you cast it, you will lose immunity and commit suicide to succeed. ”

He wasn't talking nonsense, a cultivator's immunity to the corresponding technique needed the support of pulse qi. To defend against physical attacks, you need to add armor to your body. To resist the fire elemental attack, you also need the corresponding pulse qi to fight.

The girl stared at Feng Luo for a while before speaking: "You didn't lie to me?

Feng Luo sighed helplessly: "There is a book written on it, who made you read less, just try it." He simply leaned against the trunk behind him and made a gesture of pooping.

The girl waited for her pulse to recover a little, and wanted to cast the flame burning the sky again. But she hesitated, someone was burned to death by her not long ago, and it was so miserable that she would wake up from a dream.

Although suicide was simple, she still didn't dare to do it after all. The screams of being burned, and the charred corpses, felt sick to their stomachs at the thought that they would become like that.

"Let's go, if you don't go out, you won't have time to hand in the task. Feng Luo smiled and ran straight towards the exit.

The girl stared at Feng Luo's back suspiciously, habitually wanting to give him a fireball. But I can only think about it, and when you cast a fireball technique, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself.

"Ah, my brand, woo......" The girl suddenly thought of the brand that had been burned by herself, and cried bitterly.

"How many imprints are there? Otherwise, I'll pay you. Feng Luo came back at some point, stood next to him, and startled the girl.

"Ah, you are terrible!" said the girl, whose face was full of tears, patted her chest, "I killed one, robbed two, and stole three, and there were no more, only six." ”

When the girl counted on her fingers, Feng Luo almost ran away. Six imprints, even said that there were only six! Didn't she know that six imprints represented six human lives?

I hadn't seen this girl before, so she should be new. Otherwise, half a month has passed, and there will always be a little impression. The newcomer can have six imprints, which is shocking enough. And the way she got her imprint is also jaw-dropping.

"Big brother, can you really give me six brands?" the girl wiped her tears and looked at Feng Luo with an innocent expression. Feng Luo only realized at this time that the girl's eyes were not ordinary people's black, with a faint blue.

Feng Luo scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't have that much now, I'll give you two first, and I'll make up for it next time." He took out four brandings and gave two to the other party.

The girl quickly reached out and took it, and hid it tightly. Then he blinked his blue eyes and asked, "Big brother, why do you get so little branding? Are you too weak?"

Feng Luo had always pretended to be very weak before, but he was underestimated by a girl who was only a seventh-layer person, and his self-esteem was hurt a lot.

"I, I'm not weak. Faced with the girl's questioning, Feng Luo held back a few words, "I'm lazy." ”

In a sense, he was really lazy. He looked at a lot of the imprints that were almost delivered to his hands, and he didn't bother to lift his hands. If other people hear it, they will definitely vomit blood. Lazy in the Land of the Dead, treating everyone as corpses?

"My name is Aranda and I'm from the Duchy of Tusman. He is twelve years old this year, and his current title is Junior Magician Level 5. Alinda suddenly said embarrassedly, "I sneaked out to play, forgot to bring money, the people in the restaurant were too fierce, I accidentally burned down a few houses." ”

Although Feng Luo was confused, he roughly understood the situation, and praised the word "strong" in his heart. Elinda burned down the houses of several high-ranking officials, and was found to be from the Duchy of Tusman, which had a suspicion of the Haori Kingdom, and was arrested as a spy and sent to the place of death.

"I thought the Land of the Dead was so fun, I almost died, it scared me to death. With that, Elanda wiped away tears that didn't exist.

Feng Luo's admiration for the little girl became deeper and deeper, and he almost worshipped her. He used the land of the dead as a temper, and the other party was so strong that he could play. What's more, her level is still so low, just enough to enter the Land of the Dead.

Recalling the information he saw in the library, Feng Luo knew that the Duchy of Tussman was much smaller than the Haori Kingdom, but he didn't know why he was able to confront the Haori Kingdom for a long time and not fall behind.

The Duchy of Tusman was in the northwest of the kingdom of Haori, where the people were fair-skinned, had blue eyes, and brown or yellow hair. Feng Luo quietly looked at Elanda, which was completely in line with the book.

Feng Luo was able to notice the principality, mainly because he saw the "magician". Magicians are also a type of pulse qi cultivators, but the cultivation techniques are relatively special, and they have special names for different levels. Beginner mage, equivalent to the pulse stage.

The magician's technique is somewhere between close and long. The range of magic attacks is usually very close, rarely exceeding three feet. It is only with the help of magic tools that the long-range effect can be truly achieved.

At the age of twelve, Elanda reached the fifth level of a junior magician, which can be described as a genius among geniuses. It was a miracle that she was able to survive and be sent to the land of death.

Such an excellent magician, or cultivator, not only needs the potential of a genius, but also cannot be separated from excellent cultivation. If you think about it on your knees, you know that her identity is extraordinary.

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