"Young man..." The green-eyed man's voice was hoarse and he looked at Angelet with piercing eyes. "What I can see with my eyes is exactly the same..."
Angele did not answer these inexplicable words. He felt that there was indeed an inexplicable power in this man's eyes, but this power was not offensive and defensive. It seemed like a harmless but extremely huge mass.
The fog is all compressed in these eyes.
He glanced at Hylia behind him. This amnesiac man was still confused and struggling, and no longer paid attention to what was going on here.
Looking back, Angele noticed that the short black stick held tightly in the green-eyed man's hand was only as long as his forearm and as thick as two fingers side by side. The black surface was full of scratches, just like a fire stick.
almost.
For some reason, Angelet felt extremely dangerous about this stick. Different from the feeling of the stick, this green-eyed man was even weaker than an ordinary child, as if he might die at any time.
Or if a gust of wind is just a little bit strong, it can blow it down.
"You're very strange..." Angelet smiled, his eyes flashed with a hint of blue, and the scanned human body image actually showed that the person in front of him was in a critical state and could die at any time. "It feels like you may be about to die.
You are dead, but I think you will live for a long time."
"Young man, ignore him. This guy is a lunatic. When he goes crazy, he dances around and shouts randomly." An old woman on the wooden board on the side reminded in a low voice.
Another young man further away also said: "He went crazy last night and hit his head on the board. He almost died. Fortunately, I and a few brothers hugged him, otherwise his head would
They were all smashed.”
Angelet smiled. He didn't answer. He stood up and jumped out of the oxcart. "Okay, I'll go ahead. My carriage is the rightmost car in the third section from the bottom in front."
Hylia came back to her senses, looked at Angelet's figure, opened her mouth to keep him, but still made no sound.
The green-eyed man lay back down again, still holding the short black stick tightly in his hand. "You can't defeat me..." He murmured in a low voice, and the surface of the short black stick in his hand slowly filled the air.
More cracks appeared.
In the man's green eyes, a green vortex slowly rotated. The vortex was extremely hidden and could not be discovered unless he got extremely close.
Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his face became paler. "No one can defeat me...no one!!" He seemed to be moaning, but also seemed to be strengthening his belief. He grabbed the black stick.
His hands became tighter and tighter.
Angelet, who had already walked far away, suddenly turned around and looked at the green-eyed man intently. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
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After Angelet returned to the car, on the next third day, the convoy met another private convoy. Hylia inexplicably proposed to leave the caravan, and at some point, a beautiful man who looked like a girl appeared next to him.
The strange thing is that the green-eyed man also left the caravan with Hylia. Somehow, he actually got the leader of the private caravan to agree to his joining.
Angelet vaguely felt that both the green-eyed man and the 'girl' who came behind were coming for Hylia.
He had a vague feeling that Hylia might be a key figure, and the ancestral blood of Hylia had an inexplicable attraction for him. He also took Friela with him and joined the private motorcade.
Just hang the ox cart you bought earlier at the back of the convoy and follow it slowly. Not caring about the destination at all.
Five days later....
"Why should we follow them?"
Sitting in front of the bullock cart, little Frila asked angrily. She wanted to tease Angelet a few days ago and put a few blowfly meat sauce in the potato soup for lunch. Unfortunately, Angelet suddenly
He wanted to eat her bowl of soup. Wei made an excuse and exchanged their potato soup.
Frila's face turned green at the time, and she didn't dare to take a bite of her bowl of potato soup with added ingredients. She could only nibble on the dry muffins until she finished eating, and then she found a chance to throw it away.
Recalling this incident, Friela felt an inexplicable anger rising in her heart. What she saw out of the corner of her eye was Angele who didn't like it.
Angelet was sitting next to her, holding a riding crop in his hand and leaning lazily on the frame of the car. Hearing Frila's question, he let out a lazily breath,
"This was the first time I saw a man more beautiful than a woman, so I decided to follow that guy and observe for a while."
"Didn't you say you were going to Bai Xuecheng?" Friela opened her eyes wide.
"I suddenly decided that it might be better to go to Truffle City." Angelet replied without changing his face.
"You guy..." Friela closed her mouth speechlessly, raised her head and looked forward.
There is a large carriage with a white silver rim in the front, and you can vaguely see the inside through the window.
The middle-aged man named Hylia and the man who was more beautiful than the woman sat side by side. In front of them were various dishes, fruit plates, pastries, etc. There was also a golden roast goose placed on the middle table.
.
Opposite the dining table, sat an elegant and polite lady in black, with a beautiful and plump maternal face, long black hair tied up high, and a silver ring on her forehead.
The noble lady was smiling and talking to the two of Hylia. From time to time, she forked a piece of pastry gracefully and gently and put it into her mouth. This indecent behavior of talking while eating did not affect her elegance at all.
Furila looked at the food on the table and swallowed her saliva unconsciously.
"I really want to eat it..."
"Work hard. If you save more money, you can have a sumptuous lunch sooner or later." Angelet on the side said with a smile. He ignored Frila's glare and moved his eyes to the right side of the motorcade, near the woods.
A skinny horse.
The horse was thin and black, and looked weak and weak. The person riding on the horse was the green smoke man, dressed in gray clothes and with the same pale face. The whole person swayed as the horse moved forward, as if
It feels like it will fall down at any time.
"This man is hiding his strength..." A guess flashed through Angelet's mind. "No, he probably isn't hiding his strength." His eyes stopped on the short black stick in the green-eyed man's hand.
"There should be something wrong with that short stick..." Angelet could feel the terrifying power contained in that short stick. It was like a bottomless abyss, and the dark power inside could not be seen to the end. Even now
After he regained his strength, looking at the short stick was like looking at the boundless black ocean, and he couldn't see the edge at all.
"This man himself is not originally very powerful, but his soul seems to be extremely tough, and he is constantly fighting against that short stick." Angelet guessed, "Is he a mortal who holds a divine weapon?"
Angelet felt that this green-eyed man seemed to know how to control a short stick very well. But his soul was too weak, so he got into a tug of war.
During the tug-of-war, the man's soul itself began to slowly turn black, from light blue to jet black.
After observing for a while, Angelet was about to look away. Suddenly he let out a light sigh and looked deep into the dense forest on the right.
In the tiny golden sunlight, a group of people wearing black cloaks and red leather trousers, holding silver scimitars, approached the convoy silently. There were about ten people in number.
All their eyes were focused on the green-eyed man on the thin horse.
"Uncle, I finally found you again." The man in the black cloak who was walking at the front spoke, and the voice he spoke turned out to be a sharp female voice. "I will never let you escape this time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of all the black cloaks lit up with faint silver crescents at the same time. They accelerated their speed and all rushed towards the green-eyed man.
The green-eyed man raised his short stick and was about to meet the enemy. Suddenly he lowered his head and coughed violently, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His whole body tilted and he fell down from his horse, curled up and looking in agony.
expression.
The thin horse was frightened and suddenly neighed.
"who!!"
"Thieves! Kill them!"
The guards of the convoy discovered the sudden outsiders. Amidst the clanging sounds of swords drawn, more than a dozen red leather armored guards divided into two groups, half of them went up to confront the enemy, and the other half dispersed to protect the convoy.
The guards and the black cloaks soon started fighting fiercely. Amidst the clanging of weapons, these guards, who were well-trained like an army, were continuously repelled by the thieves.
The red leather armor was vulnerable to the silver scimitar. It was like tissue paper. All the guards retreated towards the convoy.
"I'm coming!!" In the largest carriage, the decadent mercenary Hylia jumped out of the carriage and rushed over with a silver-gray straight knife.
His whole body was like a silver fish. He nimbly avoided several scimitars coming at him. He turned around and slit the throats of the two thieves. He was about to continue killing the other thieves when he was immediately stopped by a black scimitar.
.It is the thief leader with the weird voice before.
The two of them struck each other with their machetes and went around the big tree. Both the guards and thieves around them consciously avoided the two of them. One of the thieves was not paying attention for a moment and was unable to dodge. The leader of the thieves was unable to stop him and chopped him off.
Half a head.
Angelet was sitting on the bullock cart with a stunned expression on his face. He glanced at the beautiful man who also got off the cart. With the strength that man showed that night, it was more than enough to kill these thieves. At this moment
But there was no sign of taking action, he just stood aside and watched with a sneer.
Fortunately, this person didn't see his face that night.
ah!!
One of the thieves screamed, was kicked hard, rolled over, and hit the wheel of Angele's oxcart. When he turned over, the man's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he was holding a scimitar with blood marks on his face, "Damn it!
!" He cursed in a low voice and suddenly saw Friela and Angele sitting in the driver's seat of the bullock cart.
"Die!" He slashed at Friela with a knife.
"Uncle, don't be afraid! I'm here to protect you!" Friela was holding the saw sword at some point, her face was pale and her whole body was trembling, but her body was blocking Angele's body.
Bang!
The thief's scimitar missed the mark and got stuck deeply in the wooden frame of the carriage, and it could not be removed for a while.
Frila was so stiff just now that she didn't have time to react. Now she was frightened by the shock, and she suddenly became energetic. She grabbed the saw sword and stabbed forward with all her strength.
"Ah!!" She screamed, closing her eyes tightly, and stabbed the thief with her sword without caring about anything.
Snapped!
The saw sword stabbed the thief hard on the chest, and the red leather armor slid away from him.
Frila felt something strange. When she opened her eyes and saw this scene, she was stunned. Suddenly, the thief's machete struck down hard with another knife. There was a clang sound as it hit the front end of the saw sword.
The saw sword was sharply tilted by the reaction force, and the hilt of the sword actually turned around and hit the thief on the forehead hard. Bang!
The thief rolled his eyes and fell back.
Frila's eyes were dull and she didn't understand what was happening.
"Thank you!!" Angelet held her shoulders with both hands, a look of emotion on his face, "Thanks to you, little Ruila, otherwise I might have died here today! Thank you for saving me!"
Frila was completely numb. She looked at the thief on the ground and then at the saw sword in her hand.
"Is it the hero's soul that is protecting me?" She murmured. After practicing sword skills for so long, she was too nervous just now and did nothing. Instead, the enemy knocked herself out.