"That's not enough, little girl."

In an instant, the three of them came to Jiang Yu's face.

A stone's throw away.

Jiang Yu was suddenly startled and quickly retreated.

Shengqing next to him pretended not to see it.

Don't look at her calling Jiang Yu master affectionately every day and coquettish with her.

In fact, she, like Hattie, didn't take Jiang Yu seriously at all.

If it weren't for Jiang Yu's stepping, she would have been a lord-level misty monster by now.

It is definitely a big problem for Jiang Yu.

Let her help Jiang Yu and save it.

It would be good if he didn't take the initiative to betray Jiang Yu.

To be honest, if it weren't for the evil god to rely on, Jiang Yu didn't know how many people would have to defect now.

Her strength is too poor.

"Beautiful young lady, as long as you are willing to hand over that drawing, we will not do anything to you."

One of the attackers said politely.

Jiang Yu could see his appearance clearly, blonde hair and blue eyes, deep and charming eyes, and handsome appearance.

He also holds a golden harp in his hand.

It looks like a flower thief.

As for the other two, one has a big shoulder and a round waist, and the other is as thin as a monkey.

Bard, warrior, thief.

A very distinctive trio, Jiang Yu quickly made a judgment.

"What nonsense to talk to her, a little girl, you want it!"

The thief licked the scimitar in his hand, and his disgusting gaze wandered over Jiang Yu.

"We want to be a gentleman to treat such a beautiful young lady."

The bard looked at Jiang Yu gently, affectionately, but did not refute the thief's meaning.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped.

What a good thing can be with a lecherous thief.

As he spoke, the warrior had already rushed towards Jiang Yu, and the thief stepped on the wall and rushed over.

The bard plucked the strings and beautiful music poured out of his fingertips.

"I'd like to gaze forever—her graceful form—"

The magnetic voice sounded so harsh to Jiang Yu at the moment.

The bard's singing and playing music all turned into magic and attacked Jiang Yu.

"Beautiful girl, dear lover—please go slowly—"

Jiang Yu's movements began to become sluggish.

【Weakness】

【Blessing of the Dead】

【Evil Spirit Curse】

Three bolts of magic struck the warriors and thieves in a row, their speed visibly decreasing.

But thieves are known for their speed, and even if they slow down, they can't be much slower.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Jiang Yu.

The sharp scimitar swung towards Jiang Yu, and was about to stab Jiang Yu's neck.

At this moment, the evil spirit summoned by the Evil Spirit Spell roared and pounced on the poet who was chanting, interrupting his spell casting.

The slowing down magic cast on Jiang Yu's body was unraveled, and she immediately ducked to the side.

At the same time, he stabbed the thief in the ankle with the staff in his hand.

The thief's scimitar slashed across Jiang Yu's neck, and blood flowed out instantly, overflowing his robe.

But Jiang Yu's attack on him was dodged by him.

The warrior's great sword also arrived in front of Jiang Yu.

She immediately raised her hand to block it with her staff, and her hand was numb.

The staff was almost out of his hand.

"This staff is good, don't rob me!"

The bard's eyes lit up, and his posture was a little awkward in order to dodge and destroy the evil spirits.

Jiang Yu's strength is not much different from them, but compared with them, there is still a small gap, and he lacks actual combat experience.

Also a dozen three.

Very dangerous.

Taking advantage of Jiang Yu's struggle with the warriors, the thieves came to Jiang Yu's back quietly again.

【Hand of Flames】

Black flames erupted from Jiang Yu's back, choking the thief's scimitar.

Sizzle.

His knives are not good goods.

"The most annoying thing is you mages, a bunch of dogs looking down on people."

"Stinky bitch."

The thief glared at Jiang Yu viciously, and it could be seen that he should have been humiliated by the mage.

But if he couldn't defeat the mage who humiliated him, he could only spill his anger on Jiang Yu, a weaker person who was weaker than him.

【Ice Hammer】

Jiang Yu didn't care what this guy said, she didn't know how much she had heard in her life.

Her attention was all about how to kill the three bandits.

Huge ice hammers fell from the sky and smashed on the warrior's head.

Jiang Yu was single-minded, fighting the thieves with the flaming hand of his clone, and resisting the powerful attacks of the warriors one after another.

The bard also eyed her.

The whole person was embarrassed.

However, she still had no intention of letting Shengqing participate in this battle.

【Magic Arc Electricity!】 】

Jiang Yu increased the magic output of this D-class magic, and the electric light crackled in the alley.

Electricity makes people's heads not clear.

"Early Morning Psalms."

The bard plucked the strings again, his face a little ugly.

He could see that Jiang Yu's strength was not as good as theirs, but Jiang Yu had persevered until now.

Multiple spells cast in a row, without any fatigue.

This shows that this mage is very talented.

Either she has a good teacher, or she has a good background.

Either way is not a good thing for them.

We must not let her escape!

"Kill her!"

The bard snapped.

The warrior rolled his eyes, if he could, he would have killed him a long time ago, he said.

The problem is, this little mage is very difficult to kill!

He also has bitterness and can't say it!

Jiang Yu's five-dimensional attributes, although his intelligence is outstanding, does not mean that other attributes are low.

It's just a little bit inferior to them.

All of this can be barely compensated for with mana.

【Hand of the Dead Flame】

Jiang Yu directly combined the Hand of Flame and the Hand of Flame on the spot to form a new magical Hand of Hand of Flame.

The attack power is even higher than after the flames, and it is full of violent dark elements.

The black flames almost merged with the darkness, rising in vain between Jiang Yu and the warrior.

Controlling the two Dead Flame Hands at the same time, Jiang Yu still seemed very relaxed.

But the wound on her neck was bleeding all the time, and the thief's dagger was smeared with poison.

The quality of the dagger is not good, but the poison costs a lot of money.

Jiang Yu's neck faintly smelled of decay.

These three people must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Jiang Yu's thoughts are in agreement with the bard's tacit understanding, and only one person can get out of this alley today.

【Hand of the Dead Flame】

Another huge flame palm appeared.

This time, Jiang Yu's target was the bard.

This poet's auxiliary technique annoyed Jiang Yu.

The magic arc was lifted by his early morning psalm.

Kill him, and the remaining two will have no way to avoid her magic.

“！！”

The bard felt the violent fluctuations in magic and looked startled, and he couldn't avoid them.

The fingers that plucked the strings immediately changed, new poetry.

The notes almost dissolved into substance, blocking in front of him.

"Help me!!"

The bursting dark element made him realize that he was no match for Jiang Yu at all when it came to magic.

(End of chapter)