Harriet, the messenger of dreams and spirits, had been saying goodbye for a few days, and had found a remote inn on the outskirts of Saru.

A full moon hung high in the night sky, the moonlight was shining cold on the cities in the southern part of the Violet Empire, everything here seemed to have been left unattended for a long time, and on the road outside the courtyard was a row of huge sculptures of the twelve gods, covered with dirty snow.

Prayer closed his eyes and silently felt the changes in the spiritual power around him. Under the action of highly tense nerves, her hearing is sharper than ever.

Everything around her came alive under her trepidation, and all kinds of sounds filled her ears.

She could hear the laughter and whistles downstairs, the shouting and bargaining of the vulgar boatmen at the inn door, the clashing of wine glasses......

In the midst of these voices, I could vaguely distinguish the cattle in the cattle pen downstairs stamping their feet anxiously and heavily.

The suburbs are far less prosperous and peaceful than those of Saint-Landle, and they feel rough, vulgar and solemn.

Time passes slowly.

Suddenly, she felt an ominous touch in the voices.

The visitor stood silently under the moonlight, his plain psychic robe shimmering faintly in the moonlight, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. Qi Meng secretly said in his heart that this killer acted in a high-profile manner, and he didn't shy away from passers-by at all.

Suddenly, the man turned into a hazy white shadow that flashed in mid-air, and flew silently past her eyes as if defiantly.

She climbed out of the window, jumped onto the roof, saw the direction of the shadow, and flew silently and silently in front of her eyes at great speed.

The cold wind of the night was as sharp as a knife, blowing on the face of the dream.

The arms and necks of her exposed robes appeared with the imprints of countless ancient spirit beasts, and the spiritual power in her body surged out like a stormy wave. The movement of his feet was as fast as a meteor, and he hurriedly followed the man's steps.

"Stop!"

Sass.

Suddenly, a silvery-white light burst out of her hand, and a small skate blade ricocheted out from between her fingers, flying silently towards the white shadow in front of her.

The white shadow suddenly stopped, and in a moment of lightning, he turned around and lightly touched the clenched ice blade behind him with a finger.

At the same time, the whole person swept back half a meter, and the ice blade shattered back and forth.

The ice flowers fluttered to the ground and gradually disappeared.

Surprised, she noticed that her hands were already shaking uncontrollably.

The spiritual magician in front of him was several times higher than his own in terms of the attainment of the water element.

After realizing this, she stood still and did not move, coldly watching the other party complete the action of taking off her hat.

Qi Meng could see clearly, that face was familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

The man's delicate silhouette seems to be carved out of crystal, and it is extremely handsome.

A bloody wound suddenly tore open.

From the left shoulder, rubbing her throat, diagonally upwards.

The perfect angle, as long as it is a little deeper, can definitely kill her directly. But the opponent was very merciful, and this knife seemed to only make her bleed a little.

"So many days have you taken from the royal capital of Saint-Landel...... What are you trying to do all the way here?" Qi Meng asked coldly, trying to suppress the fear in his heart.

These words seemed to be funny, and completely made the man laugh: "I'm sorry, ma'am, I want to kill you, can you fulfill me?"

Qi Meng knew that he was not his opponent, and in the battle just now, it would definitely not take more than a second for him to hurt his flesh and blood. One more second, and the dream will turn into a corpse separated from top to bottom.

She sneered and wiped the blood from her throat, her face showing a chill under the moonlight.

"You want to kill me, do you know who I am?"

"Pray for dreams, the patriarch of the beast tribe, this question you asked is really not up to standard. If I didn't know who you were, how could I be so stupid as to chase you here?"

The man took a step forward, his tall and straight body like a god leaning forward slightly, "I'm surprised that you, as the leader of the Fifth Great Race, don't even know who I am. ”

"I never remember people who don't matter. ”

"Alright then, it's okay, you're going to die here today anyway, and I'll let you know before you die. ”

"Deliberately provocative, that's a good ......" Qi Meng's voice was very low, and he didn't have any confidence, "I don't know what to do, it's not certain who will kill whom." ”

"Sure?"

Qi Meng's expression froze on her face, she had never met such a rude person since she became the patriarch of the beast control clan, and the man's carelessness and disdain made her a little annoyed.

The man laughed again, and the laughter was strong and powerful: "You don't wonder who I am at all?"

Qi Meng's temples beat faintly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Among the major races of the Violet Empire, there are more idlers like you, does it matter who you are?"

"It's disrespectful to say that. The man's voice was low, and a serious expression suddenly appeared on his face.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest and said in a deep voice: "Pray for dreams, you are the head of the clan, what kind of strength am I, you should have seen it in those seconds just now." At the very least, my race rank is higher than that of your beast tribe, and in my eyes, you are just ants, sneer. ”

"You ......" Qi Meng was furious when he heard this, but his tone obviously weakened, "What about the people of the four major races?"

"To be honest, I don't know if you're ignorant or fearless. The man smiled a little regretfully, and took a few more steps forward defiantly, deliberately allowing Qimu to see his face more clearly.

"Recognize me. It's sad. ”

Qi Meng's eyes widened, and he couldn't say a word.

"I'm not a low-key among the patriarchs of the four major races, and if you haven't seen the new Spirit Clan Patriarch and the Astrology Patriarch, it's understandable. I didn't think you even knew me. ”

"Mingyu...... King of Illusion?" Dream's heart instantly lost its temperature, she trembled and took a few steps back, her cold hands began to tremble.

"Well, that's right. Pray for dreams, you can't be amnesia, right? I remember we've met. Ming Wei held his chin a little distressed, "In terms of rank, the illusion clan ranks third, and the beast control clan ranks fifth, I forgive you for your rudeness just now, after all, I did the wrong thing first, and I have been following you until now without explaining my intentions, making you think that I am a hooligan who likes to peep into other people's privacy." ”

Ming Wei leaned over step by step, and walked to a place only half a meter away from Qi Meng.

At that moment, he faded from the unapproachable divine light on his body, and his facial features were handsome and gentle, with a hint of the vicissitudes of time baptism.

He was tall and broad-shouldered, and the shadow completely encircled the not too petite woman of Qimeng.

Qi Meng was frightened by the sudden pressure of the male body and the sudden surge of spiritual power, and the huge fear made her unable to say half a word.

Staring at that familiar but unfamiliar face, she suddenly felt that this human did not belong to this era.

"In that case, I'm still your superior. Ming Xiao continued: "I can't help but listen to my boss's orders. ”

"You...... Why do you want to kill me?"

Ming's smile was a little weird, and his expression was arrogant and indifferent: "Knowingly ask." Your envoy killed my envoy by mistake, and as the patriarch, one life is worth one life. ”

Qi Meng covered the wound on his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's not about Harriet. ”

"Yes, I think that little girl is very young, if ......"

"If you dare to do anything to Harriet, I'll ......."

Ming Xiao slowed down his speech and said nonchalantly: "Yes, I can't bear to do it, after all, it is too much to bully a spirit envoy of a lower race. ”

"Messenger to messenger, patriarch to patriarch, that's fair. ”

"The Creation Divine Envoy will not let you go, you are insulting the Godhead!" shouted the dream hoarsely.

"However, it is a human being, not a spirit animal, who makes the mistake. Ming Xiao said a little depressed, and even complained: "If I want to kill people in this normal way, why do I need to spend so much time...... It's obviously a matter of opening your eyes and closing your eyes, considering you two women, why don't you ask for advice? ”

He smiled and continued, "I'm still happy, praying for dreams, this is the first time I've heard the last words of the deceased. ”

"Don't you move a finger of Harriet, or I'll fight you." ”

The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, and even the person who spoke had no confidence in it.

Ming Xiao raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "Actually, I wasn't that serious, Percy was just sent by the royal family to the illusion clan as an eyeliner, and it was best to die, but it relieved my unhappiness." But your attitude just now annoyed me. ”

Silence.

Ming Wei tilted his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Don't think that I don't know where Harriet is, calculate the time, and almost escape to the Warlock Canyon, the next step is to follow the banks of the Lingyuan River all the way to the mysterious lake in the north of the empire, right?"

Prayer didn't speak, avoiding the man's gaze.

Ming's voice suddenly lowered down: "My new spirit envoy is already on the way, if you talk nonsense with me again, I estimate that your little darling will also die." ”

Silence again.

After a moment, Qi Meng raised his head and glared at Ming Yu angrily: "Kill me." ”

"It is worthy of a woman whose face is the creation god who wants to look up to her. Ming Wei finally lost patience with the woman in front of him, and said directly: "It's better like this, let's break it off, and this matter will be over." You beast riders can't be left behind. ”

"Well, kill me. ”

"Not for the time being, the character given to me by the Creation God is not the patriarch versus the patriarch, and it is not exciting enough. ”

Qi Meng's eyes were already full of tears: "Mingxiao, I have a condition. ”

"Little lamb, do you have the courage to talk to me about the conditions?" Ming's eyes were half-drooping, and he said a little lazily: "For your sake, let's say, what conditions?"

The dream did not answer.

Immediately, a female roar was heard.

She reached behind her ear with her backhand, and made a bow drawing motion with her left hand, and the wind and snow swept around her quickly swirled and wound in her hand, forming an ice arrow.

In the blink of an eye, countless new ice arrows appeared in the air.

In the next scene, the finger is loosened.

"Pray for dreams, you've lost. ”

Dense and tiny dark blue lines appeared on the body of the dragon, and then the light of the whole body flashed, and a huge circle suddenly spun out from under his feet, accelerating in a clockwise direction.

Rise.

Spiritual power exploded.

The array suddenly stopped, and then slowly reversed, like a running machine, speeding up, and speeding up again—

The ice arrows that shot out suddenly slowed down in the air, and stood still in front of the dragon that was less than ten centimeters long.

There was a crisp sound, and all the arrows turned in the direction they came.

Suddenly blood poured down on the roof, and Qi Meng froze in place, feeling a disgusting smell pour into his nose.

She licked the blood from her lips with her tongue, the taste was familiar, her own.