"Hahaha, boy, keep running," Archmage Henry laughed as he floated about ten meters above his head on Wednesday.

Hearing this, he stopped on Wednesday, he knew that he couldn't run out, not to mention that there were other people in the palace, the old man Henry was so high-profile, he naturally had to be exposed on Wednesday. Thinking of this, Wednesday took a long breath and put Joyce aside, "Mr. Henry, it turned out to be your old man, no wonder the strength is so strong, the junior Princess Dekris greets you." ”

"Hmph, boy, no one can save you at this time, so just wait for death," laughed the old man, Henry.

Wednesday narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and suddenly felt that this old man had no intention of killing him, because from the beginning of the battle, the old man did not do his best at all, and was completely teasing him. Although this fact is cruel, I really have to admit it after thinking about it on Wednesday.

If the old man wanted to kill him on Wednesday, it would be enough to continuously fire wind blades at him without any too powerful spells. Facts have proved that in the face of dense wind blades, there is not much to do on Wednesday, I can't bear it, I can't dodge, I can only avoid the vital parts and keep it safe.

But Wednesday didn't debunk it, and the devil knows if the old man would be angry and kill him instead. So Wednesday changed the subject and asked, "Mr. Sean, do we have any deep hatred?"

"Nope!"

"Do you have any enmity with Princess Chrissy?"

"Hmph, boy, don't play tricks, I don't want to kill you for the time being, but don't think that I won't kill you, there are two ways in front of you now," the old man Henry instantly saw through Wednesday's plan and shouted loudly: "First." Kill me as a traitor, and second, stay with me as an apprentice. ”

Grass, is this old man stupid? No matter how good Wednesday's temper is, he can't help it, but he doesn't dare to say this, so he can only laugh and say, "Sir, it's not enough." Why do you want to kill me? Besides, I don't study magic, so why do I do as an apprentice?"

"Boy, do you need a reason for me to kill you?" said the old man Henry, "Besides, is it a reason for you to kill Prince Corry?" ”

Wednesday smiled bitterly when he heard this, he really couldn't refute it, although there was a reason for it. But he did kill Corey, after all, Corey has not rebelled openly, and most people don't know what happened. If it is known that he killed the popular Prince Corey on Wednesday, then he should not be in the Sean Empire on Wednesday.

Therefore, Wednesday could only smile bitterly: "But sir, the junior really doesn't want to be an apprentice." ”

"Hmph, it's cheaper for you to be an apprentice, do you want to be locked up as a coach like a few of your people?" Henry snorted.

What is the old man talking about? Wednesday was a little confused, and suddenly slapped his head. "You mean those kidnapped Li family elders, how did they become coaches?"

"Hmph, boy. You're not pretending to be confused, are you?" Seeing that Wednesday was really confused, he snorted lightly and continued: "Those few members of your clan are locked up now, and not only are they forced to confess the secrets of your clan's cultivation, but they also have to help others train soldiers, tsk, that day." Why don't you try to be a coach too?"

Hearing this, Wednesday instantly narrowed his eyes, he had thought about the situation of the elders of the Li family, and felt that the best should be to be treated as guests, anyway, the most valuable thing on them was their kung fu. The forces that took them captive should be a little nicer to them. Now it seems that this is just his own beautiful imagination.

In this world, the Li family is too insignificant, and they have no right to speak at all, even if they have something that others need. But the other party doesn't bother at all and doesn't need to talk about any conditions, it falls into the hands of the other party, either do what the other party says, or die. Is this the sorrow of the weak? Wednesday was a little bitter when I remembered my current situation.

But it was only for a moment, Wednesday immediately recovered, put away his hypocritical smile, and his face became calm, "Thank you for telling me about their situation, but they are them, I am me, they will succumb to the obscenity of those people, but I won't, either you kill me, or I kill myself, I want to see if your light mage can resurrect me." ”

"Boy, are you sure?" Hearing Wednesday's words, the old man Henry's face also became stern, and the staff in his hand waved slowly, and with his movements, cyan-colored air currents slowly condensed around his body, and even turned into a substantial cyan substance after a few seconds, but it flowed like a seal.

Even a fool can see now that Henry has moved the cyan fluid that surrounds his body, and the power contained in it even has a throbbing that makes people dare not look at it directly.

And Wednesday this person felt the deepest, looking at Henry in mid-air, his pressure was the greatest, his heart was pounding faster and faster, as if he could break through his chest at any time, Henry put too much pressure on him. Looking at those cyan energy clusters, although Wednesday didn't know what kind of spell it would be, he didn't doubt at all that he would be torn to shreds in an instant.

But how could he give in at this time? Although Wednesday's temperament was easy-going, he would definitely not give in at this time. If he was allowed to be treated like a pig and a dog like those elders of the Li family, he would rather break it himself. Maybe he can go back to Earth after he dies, Wednesday met the murderous gaze of old Henry, and even made a little fun of himself.

But it was only for a moment, and on Wednesday, he was almost crushed by Henry's strong mental pressure, and the whole person was in a trance. However, Wednesday's internal strength is profound, and internal strength is also a high-level internal strength, although the mental state is not as strong as that of the mage, but it is quite stable, because the cultivation of internal strength is the essence of the spirit, and the more the internal strength, the more stable the essence and spirit.

So Wednesday was just a trance and immediately recovered, staring at Henry in mid-air. This is Wednesday's thought, and at that moment, Wednesday felt as if he had completely let go, and it was a big deal! I was not afraid of death, what was I afraid of?

After thinking about this, Wednesday only felt as if he had broken free from the shackles on his body, suddenly opened his arms, and shouted frantically: "Come on, you have the ability to kill me!"

"In that case, fulfill you," Henry snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a cloud of green qi whirred like a bomb to smash over Wednesday.

Seeing this, Wednesday flashed slightly, "That's all he can do?" But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Joyce scream, "Don't!" and then felt as if a balloon had been punctured behind him, making a crisp snapping sound, followed by a completely defenseless person being hit in the back by a huge force.

At that moment, Wednesday even heard the sound of his bones shattering, and then flew out involuntarily, hitting his head against a palace wall and losing consciousness.

When he woke up again on Wednesday, he felt that he had completely recovered to normal, and if it weren't for his good memory, he would even suspect that the scene just happened was just an illusion. Lying there, he moved his body quietly, completely normal, without any sequelae, and his hands and feet were all free, there were no chains or ropes, and no matter how much internal force he had, he was also full, as if he was automatically recovering when he was unconscious.

Sure enough, he didn't want to kill himself, is this a prison? Wednesday thought about sitting up, turned his head and saw that he was in the same dormitory where he had lived two days ago. Wednesday was a little confused, and I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, only the busy sounds of the cooks in the distance, not the imaginary guards.

Was the old man Henry merciful?Or was Chrissy here?Wednesday was a little confused, but he still put on his clothes and walked out of the dormitory. There was no one outside the dormitory, which made Wednesday even more wondering, was he so free?

At this moment, Joyce came out of the old man Henry, and when he saw Wednesday, he ran over with a happy face, "Are you okay?"

Wednesday shrugged, "It's all right," he said, and glanced at Old Man Henry's room, "What the hell is going on?" Remembering what had just happened, he hurriedly asked, "By the way, Princess Chrissy has arrived at the palace?"

Joyce nodded, "Princess Chrissy went through the process yesterday, with the help of Mr. Henry and others, she quickly stabilized the situation, and did not cause much turmoil, and the people outside the palace didn't even know what was going on, and the old king was fine, just a little frightened." ”

"Well, can I get out of here now?" said Wednesday casually.

Hearing this, Joyce hesitated: "This, you have to ask Mr. Henry." ”

Wednesday sighed secretly in his heart, it seemed that he was thinking too much, the old man Henry was nearby, and he had no chance to leave this palace. Unless his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. But this is a matter of time, he has a system, and now there are a lot of skills to practice, as long as his hands and feet are not tied, he can practice, and his strength can be improved.

"Boy, do you want to leave the palace? dream, with me, you don't want to leave in your life," At this time, old Henry came over from there, if he didn't know anyone, he would never have thought that this would be the number one master in the palace, the great wizard Henry Sean.

Wednesday snorted coldly when he heard this, "Unless you kill me, I will leave the palace one day." (To be continued......)