Wang Ya washed his face in the bathroom, and in the mirror, he had fair skin and handsome facial features, but his lips had lost a lot of blood, with a little pale. In the black amber pupils, there is a solemnity, revealing a bit of gloomy color.

He wanted to think that it was a delusion, that his guess was false, that things could not have developed to such a serious point. But he couldn't deceive himself, and when he left the Gulinta during the day, the sight of the Gandhian wizard revealed malice for a moment.

What should he do? Arthur can be killed, but he is capable enough. The malice of the wizard of Gandhi, what did he do to deal with!

A few low-level witchcraft mastered to deal with a second-level wizard apprentice, no joke. It's useless to use green poison, the body strengthened by radiation may be directly immune to the effect, or maybe before he can make a move, he will be directly stunned by the impact of the opponent's powerful spiritual power.

The two sides are not equal in nature, whether it is strength or the comprehension and mastery of transcendent knowledge.

Three sorcery scrolls? Such veteran wizards, with so much combat experience, can activate the particle energy shield at any time, and will counterattack the moment they perceive energy fluctuations.

The Witchcraft Scroll takes time to activate, even if it's a second, half a second, for a powerful wizard to respond. Before the witchcraft scroll has any effect, pinch him to death like an ant.

This is perhaps the biggest crisis facing Wang Ya...... All the clues seem to point to the Gandhi wizard. When Wizard Yisi and the other three wizards were away, the rules of Gulin Mountain were naturally his final word.

The dagger was inserted in a special glass bottle, a scabbard, and it was also rippled with a turquoise transcendent toxin, reflecting a dazzling luster in the light.

The handsome face in the mirror has a cold expression, and her eyes are narrowed. Even if things really turned out to be what he thought, he bet that Wizard Gandhi would not expose himself and would not be able to make a move on him.

The wizard killer himself is to replace the people behind the scenes, doing the dirty work. The rules of the Wizard of Iss are still intimidating.

Never underestimate a truly powerful wizard, if Wizard Gandhi dares to make a move, it is possible for Wizard Iss to perceive it, and the traces brought by the shot cannot be hidden.

Wang Ya will not be 100% sure, he will also prepare for the response measures that should be done. Do your best!!

The automated restaurant, as usual, is still very deserted, and there is almost no new wizard in sight. Wang Ya's face was normal, alone at the corner table, eating all the food, putting it back on the plate and leaving.

The cookie-cut environment of the ancient forest, interspersed with the path of the witch formation, isolates some dangers from the ancient forest.

Wang Ya returned to the freshman residence with ease. If it weren't for the murder incident he experienced yesterday and the situation of Gulin Tower, he might really think that Gulin Mountain was still the same Gulin Mountain as before. But after all, it is different, under the undercurrent, no one knows whether the new birth and death incident will happen to them.

The fog obscured the freshmen's residence, and the power of the witch array was adjusted to its maximum. Wang Ya inspected the inside and outside of the residence, and spent a lot of time making some arrangements.

In the afternoon, after soaking in the personal laboratory, the particle energy was consumed, and after the green poison stock solution was cultivated, a certain amount of green poison was produced.

Three witchcraft scrolls were placed at three special points in the house by him to trigger them in different situations.

.........

Previously, with the permission of the Wizard Gandhi, there was also an additional meeting space for the Wizards' Mutual Aid Society in the Gulin Pavilion.

Walking in the wide passage, under the warm light, the atmosphere between a man and a woman became more and more ambiguous. The two were talking, as if they were talking about some sweet love words.

A touch of crimson appeared on Anna's fair cheeks, "That's all I know." But why do you ask this, King Aharak is the only one with tears on his face, why did he pretend to be the dead Arthur. ”

Anna's curiosity, Moxi did not answer her, but looked at her gently, smiled and said: "I think this freshman is not bad, I want to invite into the wizarding mutual aid association, I didn't expect the other party to refuse in this way, alas! ”

Moxie sighed. Anna frowned, and she said, "Wang Aharak is a freshman, and his wizarding qualifications are not outstanding, and his personality is relatively withdrawn and stubborn. The witchcraft chosen is a transcendent cultivation series, the progress is slow, there is no clear goal, sooner or later it will be eliminated by Gulin Mountain, there is no need to invite in at all. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you, after all, you're also the owner of the Wizarding Mutual Aid Society. The extraordinary resources supported by the family will definitely be used for those who are really in need, and then it will be distributed by you. Moxie scratched Anna's nose with her fingers.

The latter blushed and buried himself in Moxie's arms. Just look up a little to see Arthur's playful and mocking gaze.

After the two separated, Moxie looked thoughtful, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

.........

Night!

The cold wind blew, the ancient trees shook, and a large number of branches and leaves gargled. It was even darker than last night, the sky was like a black curtain, and even the fluorescence on the path of the witch array was suppressed a little.

Blurred outlines of shadows, branches twisted like demons. This new abode was covered in a large amount of fog, and the wind could not blow the fog, nor could it really see what was going on inside.

Out of the darkness came a silhouette and disappeared into the fog.

'Snort! There was a subtle sound like snow melting, but the energy radiation of the fog was canceled out by another stream of particle energy. A thick arm stretched out from under the robe, and his fingers and nails were covered with scales, sharp and sharp, holding a long black knife about a meter long.

The blade has a dark luster, exuding a sharp edge that cannot be ignored. A faint halo of particles was spreading from the knife, disrupting the particle frequency of the mist, gradually thinning out, and the outline of the new dwelling inside could be seen.

Number two's expression was numb, and his pupils were cold and blank. Even with the interference of the Shadow Killing Blade, the pervasive fog still tried to affect his five senses. The blood vessels of his facial skin swelled, his pupils were black and bloodshot, and the activation of the power of his blood veins allowed him to avoid the fog.

In a sense, he is not a real wizard, he has never meditated on his own, and has been transformed by witchcraft experiments. The fog that the first-level wizard apprentice exempted with powerful spiritual power will still have an impact on him. It's just that the level of combat power has been reached.

A new command appeared in his head.

That is to kill the freshmen in this freshman dwelling.

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