In September, the Western Regions gradually had a hint of coolness, and what was even cooler than this was the dark red blood stains outside Longyou City.

At this time, if someone looks up at the sky, they may be able to see two figures in the air, one in front of the other, flying rapidly.

When Lin Ze found a way to deal with Mordolph's negative magic, it meant that there was no suspense in this war.

His own strength was more than one cut stronger than that of Mo Daofu, and in the case of mental calculation and unintentional, Lin Ze only used less than a hundred breaths to defeat him in one fell swoop.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Daofu still had a few life-saving scrolls on his body, he would have died in Lin Ze's hands on the spot.

Rao is like this, Mo Daofu, who is heartbroken, no longer has the slightest idea of fighting with Lin Ze, but just desperately flees west, trying to save his life.

The glory of the Holy Order of bullshit, the reproach of the Emperor of bullshit, as long as you can survive, these are nothing.

Mordolph swore that as long as he could escape this time, he would never come to the East again, and the taste of life and death was too uncomfortable.

Hunt down all the way.

In mid-air, the light of the scroll flickered from time to time, and every time Lin Ze was about to catch up with Mo Daofu, the other party could always take out a scroll and widen the distance between the two sides.

Some are power-up scrolls that accelerate for a short time, and some are shifting scrolls that instantly pull away distance.

But no matter what means Modauf used, in the face of Lin Ze in his heyday, it was all in vain.

At most, it's a little bit of a delay.

Lin Ze also hung behind Mo Daofu in a hurry, as a good hunter, he had to have enough patience, especially when hunting trapped beasts.

If you exhaust the strength of your prey and spend the least cost to solve the other party, why force the other party to fight back to the death?

An hour later, Mo Daofu, who had little scroll left on his body, was completely blocked by Lin Ze at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain.

This chase and escape unconsciously spanned the entire Western Regions.

"Your Excellency, let me go, I can pay any price," Murdolph said suddenly to Lin Ze.

This sentence Mo Daofu used Qin language, even if because of his accent and unfamiliarity, it was very similar to the dialect of the remote counties of Qin State, Lin Ze still understood it.

A hint of surprise appeared on Lin Ze's face: "Can you speak Qin?"

A flattering smile appeared on Murdolph's face: "After coming to your country, I learned a few words, and your Chinese language is broad and profound, and I admire it very much." ”

"Introduce yourself, Byzantine Empire, Honorary Duke, Holy Order Magician Mordolph, and meet Your Excellency. ”

Lin Ze's face was a little weird, there seemed to be something wrong with this style of painting, the two sides fought to death several times, why did they suddenly become friends?

"I don't know what your Excellency is called?" Murdolph tried to keep a kind smile, trying to survive for himself and do his best.

Lin Ze chuckled: "The title is forgiven, since you want to spend money to save your life, first tell me what you can give?"

The name must not be said nonsense, who knows if the other party has any curse technique, just need to use the name as a medium.

Seeing that Lin Ze showed the intention of peace talks, Mo Daofu didn't care about the other party's non-signing, and seemed a little rude to this trivial matter, and said excitedly: "I am willing to pay three million gold nar as a ransom." ”

Jinnar is the name of gold coins in the Byzantine Empire, and the weight of a gold coin is about equal to about the hardware of the Qin State.

In other words, fifteen million gold.

"Okay, I agreed, just tie your hands and arrest it, go back and write a handwritten letter, I will send someone to your family, when the ransom arrives, when, I will release the person. ”

Lin Ze readily agreed.

Hearing Lin Ze's promise, Mo Daofu's face appeared happy, but when he heard the latter words, he was a little difficult, and he was arrested, putting life and death into the hands of others, how could this be done?

I only heard Murdolph say cautiously: "But in this way, I can't guarantee that after receiving the ransom, Your Excellency will let me go." ”

Lin Ze chuckled: "Do you want me to let you go first, and then you send a ransom, do you think I'm so stupid?"

Murdolph hurriedly shook his head: "Of course not, pay the money with one hand and release people with the other, it's just ......"

Lin Ze interrupted with an indifferent face: "You don't have a choice, it's you who want to live." Two choices, either tie your hands and take the ransom to buy your life, or I will kill you. ”

At the same time, the Tianwen Sword in Lin Ze's hand was spitting cold and murderous.

Seeing this, Murdolph swallowed his saliva and said: "Your Excellency, slow down, if you have something to say, you and I will discuss this matter again." ”

"Ten, nine......" Lin Ze began to count down.

Seeing Lin Ze's behavior like this, a trace of anger appeared on Mo Daofu's face, and he turned to dying.

The Holy Rank powerhouse has a lifespan of hundreds of years, he only lived to be one hundred and two years old, and he didn't want to die yet.

"Your Excellency, come on," Murdolph closed his eyes and waited for Lin Ze's disposition.

Lin Ze said slowly: "This matter is not in a hurry, you first throw the wand over, and then dissipate the magic power in your body." ”

The more times like this, the more you can't take it lightly, there are not a few cases of fraud and reversal, how did Cao Cao get burned to the camp?

Mo Daofu didn't expect Lin Ze to be so cautious, but he was bent on saving his life, but he had no choice, so he threw out the wand in his hand and dispersed his magic power.

When Mo Daofu's breath was down for the most part, Lin Ze suddenly flashed to Mo Daofu's side and injected his Grandmaster power into it.

Just like Lin Ze dealt with Qingyuan that day, he firmly controlled Mo Daofu.

The whole process was very smooth, until the dust settled, Lin Ze breathed a sigh of relief, the army came to the Western Regions, it has been a month and a half, and it has finally come to an end.

Lin Ze already had a case in his heart about the disposal of Murdolph, if there was no magic stone, about the moment he subdued Modorf, Lin Ze would have cut off his head, and he would never have any troubles.

But in order to obtain a large number of magic stones, Lin Ze planned to leave Mo Daofu's life.

Now that the Qin State is full of gunsmoke, it is absolutely impossible for the Qin State, including Hu Hai, to agree to Lin Ze to lead troops to Byzantium.

And such a good thing as a magic stone, it is impossible for Lin Ze to give up.

If Modolph does not surrender, Lin Ze can only mobilize the people of the Western Regions, form a caravan, and spend a lot of money to buy magic stones in Byzantium.

Even if you can only get a little bit, it's better to have something than nothing.

But now that there is a Saint-level magician like Murdolph, does Lin Ze still need to worry about not getting the magic stone?

With his backhand, he put the two powers of the Grandmaster condensed into substance into Modolph's heart and skull, and then removed the objects on his body that might threaten him, Lin Ze let go of Modolph and signaled, "Let's go, let's go find the messenger." ”

Since he wants to be a messenger to Byzantium, he must not be a Qin person who even speaks a different language, Lin Ze thought about it, or in the 500,000 Byzantine army, there will be suitable candidates.

As for whether they will cooperate, Lin Ze doesn't have to worry, if Mo Daofu can't even get a messenger, how can he believe that he can bring him a large number of magic stones?

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