Declining Old Dana's offer, he left the City Lord's Mansion on Wednesday with a jar of good wine after he had eaten and drunk.

Although this wine is not as good as Simon's, it tastes good, much better than those bad wines sold on the market. Originally, Wednesday thought that if you have money, you can buy good wine casually, but these days I have found out that if you want to buy good wine, you don't have to have money.

Fox City is more or less a city, and it is not particularly poor, whether it is a restaurant or a tavern, there are actually a lot of wine sold, but the taste is not very good, the degree is only a little higher than beer, and the main thing is that the taste is really average, Wednesday would rather not drink it, and will not drink that kind of wine.

However, because of the high cost and scarcity of good wines, only a few people can taste them. Even Old Dyna, the lord of a city, didn't have many opportunities to taste the good wine of the "blend of fire and water" level.

Fortunately, Old Dyna is the lord of a city after all, whether it is status or wealth power, he still occupies a very large resource advantage, at least there are still some good wines, although it is certainly not as good as "water and fire".

Wednesday came out of the city lord's mansion with a pot of liquor and a body of wine, and did not go through the city gate, but swept directly over the city wall, and then carried the light gong back to the mountain.

As soon as he walked not far from the city, Wednesday, who was slightly drunk, suddenly stopped, and said loudly: "Where are your friends ahead?"

I can't say anything wrong with Wednesday, but the path that often passes by seems to be too quiet, and there is not even a single insect chirping in the grove next to it, which is too unreasonable. Under normal circumstances, ordinary people would not be aware of such subtle changes, let alone after drinking a lot of alcohol.

But Wednesday's internal skills were not practiced in vain. Although it is not possible to hear the breathing of those people in the woods from such a distance, there are some subtle sensations, similar to a feeling of intuition, which can be felt inexplicably, especially when slightly drunk, the sensation is more acute.

His shouts were heard far and wide in the night. Drifting away with the faint sea breeze, but no one responded. This makes Wednesday as ridiculous as a drunk man drinking into the air, and even he himself is a little puzzled, is it really his own feeling is wrong?

As soon as this idea came up, Wednesday suddenly heard a wind coming, a very sharp sound of breaking the air, the kind of very fast, almost as soon as he heard the sound, and then felt the murderous aura of the blade reaching his body.

Too late to think about it. On Wednesday, he swished back quickly when he picked up "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada", and in less than a second, he retreated more than ten meters away. The characteristics of "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada", which has strong explosive power and fast acceleration in a short period of time, came in handy at this time.

After retreating for dozens of meters in a row, he calmed down on Wednesday, and then looked at the wound on his body that seemed to have been cut by a knife, and then he reacted that he had been attacked with a wind blade just now.

Wind Blade is a beginner spell that almost every wind mage can use, and it is not very difficult. And the wind blade is almost transparent, and some shadows can be seen during the day. But at night it's hard to spot. If it weren't for his quick reaction, he would have been torn apart by those dense wind blades just now. Wednesday didn't have the fighting spirit to withstand the attack of the Wind Blade.

Looking at the woods over there, more than a dozen people suddenly came out, all heavily armed swordsmen, approaching Wednesday step by step in a neat queue. At the same time, behind more than a dozen swordsmen, six mages also drilled out. He followed the swordsman and pressed towards Wednesday.

I looked closely at the faces of those people, but unfortunately it was too far away, and the swordsman had a helmet and a mage had a cloak, so I couldn't see what they looked like at all. "Who are you?" asked Wednesday, pretending to be angry, "why did you attack me?"

Of course, his question was not answered, and the men continued to move towards him. It looks like a well-disciplined army, with the momentum of killing Wednesday on the spot.

Just as he was about to continue to ask questions, some information came out of their mouths, but he saw that the mages were waving their staffs again, and throwing them at him with all kinds of spells as if they didn't want money. In addition to wind-based spells, fire-based and water-based spells even have thunder, which looks menacing.

In fact, not only does it look menacing, so many spells are smashed on one person's body, it is estimated that even a high-level swordsman and even a great swordsman would not dare to take it casually. On Wednesday, there was no super defensive vindictive shield, so naturally he didn't dare to hard-connect. Therefore, when he saw that something was wrong, he once again transported the "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" on Wednesday and withdrew the attack range of those spells.

Watching those spells explode one after another where he had just stood, Wednesday's heart sank. The situation is obvious, the other party has no intention of saying anything to him at all, the purpose is to kill him. I just don't know what the hell is going on with these people, he shouldn't have provoked such a strong opponent, right? Thinking of this, Wednesday snorted, and ran far away in a few jumps in a row, and then got into the woods on the side of the road. Standing firm on a big tree, Wednesday felt some hot pain on his body, stroked it gently, and felt some small wounds, and some mucus, which was cut by the wind blade.

Looking at the system layout again, the health has dropped by almost a hundred points, and the lethality of this spell is indeed not to be underestimated, if you react slowly just now, you will really be split by those wind blades. Thinking of the scene just now, Wednesday couldn't help but be a little scared now, he had indeed underestimated these swordsmen and mages before.

Remove a primary, gold-sore potion from your inventory, pour it into the palm of your hand, and rub it on the wounds. The effect of these gold sore medicines is very good, and even Nalan Yuanshu, whose arteries are cut off, can be saved, not to mention the small wound on Wednesday.

As soon as the gold sore medicine was applied, Wednesday's health was restored to fifty points, and then those tiny wounds began to heal. It's just the itching sensation brought by the healing of the wound that makes him want to scratch a little.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong, because it seemed that something was coming towards him, and the speed was still very fast, almost catching up with the speed of his light power. What is this? Wednesday was a little shocked in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped off the tree with light skills, and then drilled into the mountains without stopping.

Wednesday was fast. But he never got rid of the tracker. Seeing that he still had two-thirds of his internal strength left, Wednesday stood still in a small clearing, pulled out the white cotton cloth, and then twisted it into a cloth stick with a few swings, staring intently at the way he came.

In less than half a minute, the pursuer who was in hot pursuit appeared in front of him. To his surprise, the pursuer turned out to be a wolf. This wolf was about the same as the one killed in the Malz Mountains on Wednesday with a "Qiankun Blow", a large man, with a grim face and silver-white hair, and he looked majestic.

At this time, Wednesday didn't dare to underestimate this guy, he couldn't get rid of this guy, he could only kill it before its owner caught up, otherwise he would be caught up no matter how far he ran. Animals like dogs and wolves are unquestionable in their ability to track. Not to mention that this wolf is still a legendary monster.

Warcraft is just a name, and there are many more names for them in this world, all of which are different. But Wednesday still habitually refers to them collectively as Warcraft, because it is more familiar with this name.

Looking at the giant silver wolf, which was the size of a calf, Wednesday waved a cloth stick, "Come on, let me see how good you are," he said with a small jump. At the same time, he rounded his arms and used his internal strength, and the cloth stick smashed into the head of the silver giant wolf with a whining wind.

Warcraft only. It's not a human being, he mainly relies on instinct in battle, and he is definitely not able to adapt like a human being, and he doesn't have a fighting spirit, so it is not too difficult for him to kill such a demonic beast. That's what he thought on Wednesday, but it didn't turn out the way he envisioned it.

I thought it would be smashed with a stick. This giant wolf either resisted or retreated, and Wednesday was ready for the next attack, but he didn't expect the giant wolf to open his mouth, and a wind flashed. Wednesday's cloth stick broke in two.

This is a big surprise to Wednesday's expectations, this giant wolf actually has such a resilience? Did he see the weakness of Wednesday's cloth stick? Or was it just a mistake? At this time, there was no time to think so much, the moment Wednesday's cloth stick broke, he suddenly twisted his waist to restrain his attack, and landed steadily a few meters away with a backflip.

Looking at the neat cracks at the fractures, I felt a little frustrated. I thought that after learning the cloth stick, I would be able to be majestic, but who knew that I would be planted in front of a brute. He still had spare cotton in his inventory, but the weakness of the stick was too obvious to continue with the slightest counterattack.

This wind wolf will not only release the wind blade, but his teeth and claws can cause very much damage to the cloth stick, in this case, it is a bit of a constraint to use the cloth stick, it is better not to use it. Thinking of this, Wednesday smashed the cloth stick in Zhou's hand at the giant wolf, and at the same time took out the ring knife and jumped to the side of the giant wolf.

A wolf is a wolf, although cunning, but the IQ is not enough after all, that is, the individual strength is relatively strong, and it can't really be played, especially in the face of a flexible opponent like Wednesday.

Wednesday jumps to the side of the giant wolf and keeps attacking, no matter how it moves, never confronting it.

A few minutes later, the giant wolf's body was slashed bloody by Wednesday, and although it was not fatally wounded, it looked very terrifying, and if it continued like this, there was no doubt that it would be hacked to death. The giant wolf lacks IQ, but this instinctive reaction is still there.

Turning his body continuously, but never catching Wednesday, the giant wolf suddenly lay on the ground, raised his head high and let out a long and mournful howl, as if he was summoning his companions.

After seeing the giant wolf's movements, Wednesday was a little anxious. This guy was raised by someone, and it must have been a signal to its owner. If he hadn't managed this guy before the men caught up, he would have to run away again.

I was chased by people for several months, from the northwest to the southeast of the mainland, and ran down a distance of tens of thousands of miles, and I was reluctant to run away on Wednesday, especially I didn't want to be chased by people anymore. Thinking of this, while the guy was still howling, he jumped up with the ring knife and slashed down at its head, and when it fell, he clamped his legs and firmly clamped its back.

It's just that after Wednesday's sharp ring knife slashed at the head of the silver giant wolf, it failed to hurt its roots, but only cut off a large handful of silver wolf hair, but Wednesday's arm was shaken by the backlash from the ring knife.

The giant wolf naturally doesn't fight with him, but it is a natural qualification that its head is so hard. Thinking of the old saying "copper head and iron tail hemp rod waist", Wednesday grabbed this guy's back and wrapped his left arm around his neck, and then exerted his strength to strangle his neck.

It's just that Wednesday is not familiar with the physiology of these animals. Moreover, the strength of this giant wolf is very great, and Wednesday has not been able to subdue it with all his efforts, but has provoked it to anger.

Enraged, the wolf screamed and ran through the woods, flailing around in an attempt to throw Wednesday off.

I was a little dizzy after being dumped, and the fire started in my heart on Wednesday. The sullenness that had been chased for several months suddenly burst out, and he simply put away the ring knife, wrapped his two arms firmly around the neck of the giant wolf, and then twisted it backwards vigorously, and at the same time fell to the ground with all his waist strength, but it was a small trick learned from Huang Feihong.

This little skill, which is not even a skill, has played a very big role at this time. Wednesday sat down suddenly, and the whole person was pressed against the waist of the silver wolf like a small mountain, only to hear a crisp sound of "quack". The silver wolf sat on the ground with a wail, but the wolf's waist like a hemp rod was crushed by Wednesday.

Jack Fall, Wednesday didn't dare to be careless, stood firm and sandwiched the body of the silver wolf, wrapped his arms around the wolf's neck and twisted to the right at the same time, and then the giant wolf who was still struggling and wailing was twisted and his neck was broken. The force starts from the ground, and it is not easy to exert force when it is on the back of the wolf on Wednesday, but now it is stable and strong. How can a wolf be able to contend with it?

After making sure that the big guy was completely dead, he got up from the wolf on Wednesday. After looking at his surroundings, he silently climbed a large tree, hidden in the branches and leaves, and remained motionless.

More than ten minutes later, the expected situation on Wednesday appeared, and a group of people found the giant wolf, or rather the body of the giant wolf.

The group consisted of twenty-four men, carrying torches and lamps. There were a few more than when he was ambushed just now, and it was obvious that the ambush just now was not just those people, there were many more. It's just that the encirclement was discovered in advance on Wednesday, and they had to attack in advance.

Of the twenty-four men, half were swordsmen and half were mages. After seeing the corpse of the giant wolf, no one spoke for half a sound. "What now?" a swordsman was the first to break the silence in the woods.

A mage said in a deep voice, "What can I do, get out of here immediately." ”

A group of people agreed in unison, turned around and left, only one swordsman split the giant wolf's head and took out the magic crystal inside before leaving.

Watching those people slowly move away, Wednesday was a little disappointed, originally he thought that he could listen to some secrets from the mouths of these people, but he didn't expect his mouth to be so strict, and he left after saying two sentences.

But this is not over, Wednesday thought so, looked at his attributes, his health has been fully recovered, his internal strength has recovered to more than seventy percent, and there is no problem with his physical fitness. After making sure that his combat power was still full, Wednesday quietly slipped down from the tree and followed behind the swordsmen.

Those people naturally didn't expect that Wednesday would dare to stay where they were after killing the silver giant wolf, and they didn't expect that Wednesday would come to an anti-tracking.

Wednesday dared to counter-track, of course, it was also relying on his own light work, those people had no other anti-detection capabilities for the time being, and the only silver giant wolf was killed by Wednesday.

The lethality and defense of those swordsmen and mages may be really strong, but the speed is really weak, and they can easily keep up with them without even using light skills in the back on Wednesday. This is still without the help of Xiao Dandan, if there is Xiao Dandan, Wednesday is to sleep and chase after it, and you can catch up with these people.

Following these swordsmen and mages out of the woods, Wednesday quietly distanced themselves a little, after all, the chances of being spotted if they followed too closely on the flat ground increased. There was no danger of following them into Fox City, jumping on a tall building in advance, silently watching where they went.

After entering the city, the group walked around the street, as if to see if there were any followers, and then quietly touched the back door of a large courtyard facing the street.

Seeing the location of the large courtyard, Wednesday secretly frowned, isn't that where Margaret lives? Could it be that these people are Margaret's subordinates? Thinking of this, Wednesday sat on the roof of the building and was speechless for a long time.

Margaret's men would be hostile to him, and he had been prepared for this, as a precaution by throwing Margaret's guards down on the Cinino River. So these people would kill him, and he wasn't so angry, but he was annoyed by Margaret's attitude.

Margaret is supposedly the leader of the gang because she is a princess, and those men are her father's subordinates. Under normal circumstances, this should have been instructed by Margaret, and at least she should have known about it.

But because of this, Wednesday was a little annoyed. Although he couldn't say that he was born and died in order to protect her, he did his best without the slightest neglect, and the relationship between the two people, even if it can't be said to be friends, is not an enemy. But now she turned around and wanted to hunt him down, which was the most unacceptable situation on Wednesday.

But after thinking about it, Wednesday felt that something was not quite right, because he knew Margaret very well this girl, a very ordinary girl, even a little virgin, and it was almost impossible to transform into an ungrateful femme fatale in just a few months. Either she was fooled, or she didn't even know about it.

Wednesday pondered for a while, and felt that Margaret was the most likely not to know, although she was a princess, but these old subordinates had been operating here for so many years, and it was absolutely impossible to completely hand over the power they managed to Margaret. Besides, even if the leader is loyal, those subordinates will not necessarily surrender to Margaret, an ordinary girl who has no ability and no scheming.

Thinking of this, Wednesday breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid of the strength of those people, he was afraid that it was not the enemy's people who would hurt him. But this was all just speculation, and he wouldn't have fully believed Margaret until he figured out the truth, no matter what she said.

Although there is an old saying that "Mount Tai is easy to change, but nature is difficult to change", if a person is really determined to change, it is also very simple. What's more, after picking up Margaret on the Cinino River, Wednesday found out that something was wrong with her.

Therefore, Wednesday was still very wary of Margaret in his heart, although he had never seen Margaret again.

After squatting on the roof for more than an hour, I didn't notice any movement in the big yard, and on Wednesday I thought those people would spend the night in that yard. Unexpectedly, when he was about to leave, more than a dozen people came out of the courtyard, and then separated in twos and threes, and finally dispersed into the streets and alleys, and each went back to his own house.

Seeing this, Wednesday hurriedly wrote down their addresses, but when he reacted, it was a little slower, and it was dark, and he was not very familiar with the environment in the city, so he only wrote down the specific locations of the four people, and the others either remembered a general location or didn't see it at all.

However, it is not bad to have these four specific positions, maybe you can find some news from their mouths, and you can also give the other party a dismount and tell the other party that they are not vegetarians.

Thinking so, Wednesday quietly slipped down the tall building, and then touched a courtyard in the north of the city. The four locations noted down on Wednesday are the best to remember, and they are also the largest in the yard and the best in the location. Thinking about it this way, this should be the highest status, and looking for him first may be able to get some news from his mouth.

Wednesday remembered that it was a mage who entered this courtyard, and if he sneaked into it, the success rate should be relatively high. After listening to the courtyard wall for a while, he didn't find anything abnormal, and waited for another half an hour before gently climbing into the courtyard wall, barely making any sound.

The courtyard was quiet, Wednesday according to his memory, to the position of the master bedroom, tiptoe to the door and listened, there was a slight breathing sound inside, I don't know if I was asleep or not, but the other party is just a mage, in this case, I can't play much combat power at all.

Thinking of this, Wednesday took a light breath, and then gently pressed against the door frame with enough internal force, and there was a soft click, and the door bolt was broken. Stretching out his finger and pushing, the door slowly opened, but just as the door opened, a wind blade shot out of the room.

The reason why I knew that it was a wind blade was because Wednesday remembered that feeling, and he was attacked by such a wind blade when he was sneak attacked, so he was particularly impressed, and he knew it at once.

And this wind blade is not one, but shoots at Wednesday one after another, and if you don't dodge, you can shoot Wednesday directly into a sieve. (To be continued......)