In the wilderness, a Hindu man was galloping fast on a horse, with a frightened look on his face and an unconcealed paleness on his face.

Because Sushant suspected that the fake police officer was behind a powerful group of plunderers, he ignored the opposition of other candidate council members and insisted on gathering all the people and chasing him out of the town to prevent being plundered outside the town.

The enemy ambush.

This messenger was one of the dozen or so messengers sent by Sushant for the last time. Because he was distressed that his men were being hunted so easily, he directly forced the townspeople of Holguin Town to deliver messages for him.

Sushant believed that since the other party wanted to intercept the courier, he would send more couriers, but he could continue to delay the damn fake sheriff near Holguin Town. If the fake sheriff ran in

In the great swamp of Avonigda, it would be difficult to catch him.

And Sushant didn't believe that the other party could intercept all the couriers with different routes in one go.

The messenger was galloping alone in the deserted wilderness. If his family hadn't been locked up in Sushant's manor, he would have chosen to throw away the letter in his arms and hide.

If the letter is not sent to the monastery of the Soul Order, his family will be dead.

The messenger looked around suspiciously, always feeling like something was staring at him. That cold and sharp gaze was like a needle sticking into his back.

He held the crude rifle at his side tightly, without showing any concern for the beloved horse beneath him, and kept scratching the horse's legs with sharp spurs to make it run faster.

A monastery of the Soul Order is less than 30 kilometers away from the town of Holguin. It is the place where priests are trained. The titled priests will teach the apprentices how to communicate with the Lord of Soul, the teachings of the Soul Order and the methods used to fight.

martial arts.

After the outstanding apprentices have trained their bodies to the extreme and deeply understood the teachings of the Soul Order, they will be given the bones of their families and become awakened ones to shepherd His lambs for the Lord of Souls.

It only takes less than thirty minutes for a good wilderness horse to cross this distance. Even if the messenger takes a long and remote route to avoid being surrounded and killed, it only takes fifty minutes.

But such a short distance has become a natural chasm.

Suddenly, the messenger felt his body light up, and he flew directly off the horse. He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped his momentum. After a while, he felt a tearing pain all over his body.

The bones seemed to be broken.

Struggling to get up, he was horrified to see a huge raptor pouncing on the horse.

It is huge, as tall as a person. Its feathers reflect a magnificent metallic light in the sun. Starting from the shoulders, it is a fascinating sapphire blue, and then the color becomes darker and darker. The wing tips and tail have become

It is cold iron color.

The wilderness horse, which weighed more than 500 kilograms, was easily pushed to the ground. It was already in a state of death and was convulsing before death.

The cause of its death was the sharp claws of this raptor. The raptor swooped down from a high altitude and accurately shattered the wilderness horse's hard skull with one claw.

The raptor turned its head and stared at the messenger with cold eyes.

The messenger immediately raised his rifle in fear. He was very familiar with this look. It was this monster watching him from the sky.

Fei Lian flapped his wings and whipped up a roaring wind. Before the messenger could pull the trigger, he was thrown to the ground and the rifle in his hand was smashed to pieces.

After throwing the person to the ground, Fei Lian just let out a long roar, closed his eyes to rest, and stood still. The messenger did not dare to move, and he seemed to be dead.

After a long time, a floating boat slowly arrived here. Fei Lian flew up excitedly, rushed towards Li Mu, and stopped on his wrist.

This scene is a bit funny, Fei Lian is still unable to adapt to the rapid changes in his body shape, and always likes to interact with Li Mu in the same way as before.

It grew from 1.2 meters to 1.9 meters in three days.

Li Mu conjured up a heavy meat stick and threw it hard. Fei Lian immediately jumped into the air, pecked the meat stick in the air, and swallowed it in his mouth.

He swung his sore arms and breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, it was not a pleasant thing to hold Fei Lian, who weighed more than 60 kilograms, with one arm.

In particular, he is very dishonest. From time to time he will bring his head close to him for petting, and he often accidentally slaps him on the head with his wings.

He walked up to the messenger:

"You are much smarter than your colleagues and know how to take a longer detour."

The messenger looked at the thug in front of him who killed all the priests in Holguin Town. His body was shaking violently and he was speechless with fear. He was just an ordinary cobbler in Holguin Town. He was the most vicious person he had ever seen.

Just those priests of the Order of Souls.

The thug in front of me was the man who chopped off the priest's head and chopped off the watermelon.

He was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would be eaten alive. It is said that those predators like to cut people's hearts and eat them.

"Don't worry, I will spare your life."

Li Mu took out the kettle and filled him with some water.

The messenger swore that he had never drank such delicious water in his life. It was clear and sweet, like rain, moisturizing his bruised body, and the pain immediately eased a lot.

"Where is the monastery of the Order of Souls?"

"I...I don't know." The messenger replied in horror: "Master Sushant just asked me to run to a huge white rock. As long as I light the fireworks on it, the priests of the religious order will naturally come to find me.

I."

"Tell me where the rock is?"

The messenger immediately poured beans out of a bamboo tube and told everything he knew.

"Can you still walk?"

"Okay! Okay! I can still walk!"

The messenger was afraid that he would be killed directly by the thug in front of him because he lost the ability to move.

"Then keep walking, go to the agreed upon giant rock, light the fireworks, and do all the steps as Ansushant told you to do. And the little episode between us will rot in your stomach."

Li Mu put away the kettle and screwed on the lid.

"Of course...of course..."

The messenger nodded repeatedly. He knew that the people in the Soul Religion would never believe that the thugs would let him go to report the message.

"As for your horse, I believe you can find a reason to explain it."

Li Mu glanced at the dead horse on the ground.

"I just said that because I was in such a hurry, I accidentally broke the horse's leg."

The messenger glanced at his beloved horse, with a flash of distress in his eyes. This was the most precious possession in his family.

With a "ding" sound, Li Mu flicked out a golden arc of light.

The messenger opened his hands to catch the arc light and found that it was a brand new gold Rasu. This gold Rasu was enough for him to buy another wasteland horse.

"Let's go."

Li Mu took another rifle from the hovercraft and threw it to him to prevent him from being eaten by wild beasts on the road.

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Xia Ren!"
Chapter completed!