Wednesday spent more than half an hour to completely dispel the cold in his arms, and at the same time he also knew more about the magic of internal force, and his heart was excited, so he left the place and touched the old den of those bandits.

Running all the way, I saw that there was still a layer of ice condensed on my iron armguard, and Wednesday slammed my arms together fiercely, and with a muffled bang, the layer of ice on the arm guard fell to the ground gorgeously.

Then, as the ice fell to the ground, Wednesday heard a pleasant system prompt: "Ding: 'Iron Arm Gong' skillfully +5." ”

Hearing this prompt, Wednesday was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly opened his system layout, clicked on the skill bar, and "Iron Arm Gong" really broke through, from "beginner practice" to "first peek at the door", and the proficiency level has also returned to zero, and now there are only five points.

At the same time, not only the proficiency of "Iron Arm Gong" has been improved, but the proficiency of "Healing Technique" has also been improved, although it is not much, but it is indeed improving. It's a pity that this healing technique only increases proficiency by using internal force to heal injuries after each injury, which is too slow. Of course, if he could, Wednesday would rather not get hurt for the rest of his life.

Bang bang

Wednesday followed the footprints left by the bandits into the mountains, and carefully guarded against possible secret sentinels. However, under the temptation of Wednesday's stone-throwing trick to ask for directions, no secret whistle was found. Maybe the mage felt that he didn't have the courage and ability to make trouble after he hit a spell on Wednesday.

Thinking of this, Wednesday threw off his thighs and swished through the mountains and forests, although it would not be light, but with the blessing of internal force, the sensitivity of 92 points was vividly exerted, which was more sensitive than that of apes. More than half an hour later, when I crossed the mountain on Wednesday, I saw a crowd of people on the opposite mountainside from the top of the mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there are scattered rooms in the mountains and forests, and there is not much farmland, but it is definitely a little surprising. Because the chance of suddenly seeing a human population in this vast mountain is too small. And this place is another den of thieves, so the chances of this are even smaller.

With the goal in mind, Wednesday no longer followed the path, but went straight to the improvised cottage from the middle of nowhere. The roads in the mountains are difficult to navigate, but they are not enough to make Wednesday feel constrained, and he can find a way where there is no road. There are some slopes or ravines one or two meters high, which are like moats for ordinary people, but they are not very difficult to climb under the feet on Wednesday.

Wednesday even thought that if he had learned light skills, such a thing would not be a problem at all, and why should he jump up and down like an ape, if he had jumped up and down like an ape.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, thinking that it was a cottage in front of him, and it took more than an hour to reach the periphery on Wednesday.

This cottage is really a bit shabby, maybe the other party thinks that no one will come to this place to trouble them. The whole cottage doesn't even have a fence, it's no different from an ordinary village, and there's nothing to watch out for, and it's almost completely undefended.

After jumping over the natural wall formed by a bunch of thorns on Wednesday, he quietly felt his way into the stockade. The rooms in the cottage are very spaced apart and chaotic, and if you hide carefully, you will hardly be noticed. Looking quietly in the cottage, I didn't find any movement of a woman, nor did I find any traces of heavy objects piling up, aren't those bandits here?

Wednesday was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a commotion in the distance, and it dawned on him that those people were still behind him. But it's normal to think about it, he only took about half an hour to heal his injuries, and then he walked in a straight line and ran over the mountains. Those bandits are horses, supplies and women, and they will definitely not be able to go fast.

Watching the people in the cottage hear the wind, Wednesday quietly hid, hiding in a tree with a good line of sight and watching the movements of the people below. It was another half hour before the mage, along with the horse team and a group of women, came into view of Wednesday.

There are not many people in the cottage, only a hundred, but they all look relatively strong, I don't know what the origin is, the unloading of the unloading, the leading of the horses, the driving of the women, all of them are jubilant, as if they have met the farmers of the harvest year. Even the mage was particularly pleased, and after dismounting, he commanded the guards to lock the two women in a fairly handsome house in the middle of the stockade, and one of them was Margaret.

Margaret didn't say a word in despair, not even struggling, not knowing if she was desperate or fearless.

Although Wednesday was anxious, she could only watch as those people locked her up.

With the exception of Margaret and one of the women, the rest of the women were kept in another house, with two gatekeepers guarding the door.

Wednesday didn't know when the bandits would start to do it, and fearing that Margaret would be broken, he quietly slid down the tree and reached the house where Margaret was being held. The house was unguarded, and when I pushed the window behind the house on Wednesday, it was pushed open all at once, completely unguarded.

After the probe looked inside, Wednesday knew why there was no defense here, because Margaret and the girl were tied up in a sturdy knot, and it was difficult to turn over like two mummies, and naturally they would not escape.

Wednesday erected an index to signal the two of them to be quiet, and then jumped into the room lightly, without saying a word, he pulled out the ring knife and was about to help them loosen the tie, but at this time, he suddenly heard footsteps outside, Wednesday thought for a while, signaled Margaret and the two girls not to worry, and then bent down and hid under the bed.

Soon, the door opened, and Wednesday looked out under the bed to see a pair of cloth shoes and the hem of a robe. The cloth shoes were black, and the hem of the robe was black and red-trimmed, which was the mage's robe.

Wednesday secretly scolded this mage for being cunning, obviously a mage of the water or ice system, but he was wearing a black robe, if someone who didn't know the situation relied on the color of his robe to judge his attributes when fighting him, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

The mage smiled and approached the head of the bed, not knowing what he was doing, but he asked, "Hehe, this lady, Terry is rude, tsk, who made you so beautiful, but it's okay, you don't have to be spoiled by those rough people, just serve me alone, understand?"

As he spoke, he seemed to untie the ropes on the two women, "Come, help me take off my robe, and then, hey, hey, hey......" But his laughter didn't fall, and suddenly he screamed, and jumped out several meters away with his thighs covered.

Of course, Wednesday wouldn't have missed such a good opportunity to get so close to a mage, if you didn't wait until when. Whatever this Terry is capable of, it's always right to be a mage. What is the best way to deal with the mage, either use up his mana, or get close to his body and strike first.

Hearing Terry's screams, the two guards outside the door slammed open the wooden door and rushed in.

Seeing this, Wednesday didn't care about Terry, so he flew down the door, slashing at one of them in the head with a knife. The two guards didn't expect anyone in the room at all, and it was so flexible as Wednesday, and the unlucky guy on the left was caught off guard by Wednesday's knife in the neck, and the blood immediately gushed out, staining the tattered door panel with blood red.

The big black man on the right reacted quite quickly, and when he saw this, he didn't fight with Wednesday, and rolled out of the room, shouting in a loud voice, "Someone, there's an assassin—"

Wednesday secretly regretted, but before he could think of anything, he suddenly felt the sound of wind coming, and hurriedly stretched out his left arm to block, and with a soft sound of "ding-", his left arm instantly felt a chill. Secretly screaming in his heart that something was wrong, he suddenly bent down and turned sideways with a big stride, shifting his direction while facing the mage behind him head-on.

Seeing that the other party was holding a staff in his hand and waiting for him with hatred, Wednesday didn't have time to think about it, and threw the ring knife in his hand suddenly, but this sharp knife did not hit Terry, who was already injured in the leg, but instead cut his staff in two.

Seeing this, Wednesday quickly kicked his legs hard, and his body jumped towards Terry, and before he could react, he slapped the other party's head. Seeing Terry, who had spun around several times and was sitting on the ground, Wednesday quietly let out a sigh of relief.

But before he could catch his breath, he heard dense footsteps outside, and Wednesday hurriedly pulled out the ring knife inserted in the wall, stood beside Terry, put the blade on Terry's neck, and pretended to look at the door calmly.

The door was quickly crowded with all kinds of bandits, but they crowded at the door and did not dare to move. A red-haired swordsman brandished a big sword and shouted, "Boy, let our regiment commander go, and have the ability to duel with my Barry in a dignified manner." ”

"Ding: Trigger the quest 'Duel of the Red-Haired Swordsman Barry', do you accept it?"

This can also trigger the task? Wednesday had 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, and he had to refuse if he didn't think about it, but he suddenly stopped, and after thinking about it, it was better to make a threat first, lest the other party miscalculate his strength and cause some tragedy. What I was most afraid of at this time on Wednesday was that the bandits would rush up in spite of the life of the mage Terry.

In that case, Wednesday really didn't have much chance, because his left arm was still cold and unconscious, and he could only rely on his right arm to fight. If he can cleanly defeat this red-haired swordsman Barry in a duel, he will definitely be able to shock those bandits. In this way, if you use Mage Terry as a hostage, the chances of saving your life or even completing the mission will increase a lot.

It's just that can you defeat the confident red-haired swordsman Barry when his left arm is barely usable?