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Chapter 162 The spoof (2)

The four people were obviously still lying on the ground sleeping in the dark. There was only the weak-looking little pharmacist next to the swordsman, and they had been looking at each other just now. The little pharmacist was clearly sitting peacefully. On the ground, apart from rubbing his hands together because of nervousness, there was no attack at all.

"Could it be that that guy has some disease like epilepsy?" Hesitation was a bit far away, so the four of them didn't notice what the movements of Shen Yanxiao's hands were at all. In addition, the swordsman blocked Part of Shen Yanxiao's body has been removed, so this group of people would never have imagined that the little pharmacist they were making things difficult for would be the notorious high-level warlock!

Yes, Shen Yanxiao, who has learned the fifth-level combination spell, has reached the level of a senior warlock. However, she is hesitant and there is no one who knows about warlocks to answer her questions. So far, Shen Yanxiao only thinks that she has just entered. The Warlock's Threshold.

Maybe I still feel like I'm a sorcerer's apprentice or something.

The four teenagers didn't feel anything unusual, they just thought it was the swordsman himself suffering from some sudden illness or something.

On the other hand, the priest in the team was rushed over by several people to check on the swordsman. The archer continued to point his bow and arrow at Shen Yanxiao to prevent Shen Yanxiao from waking up other teammates.

The priest held the staff in his hand and walked slowly to the swordsman. He took a cautious look at the smiling Shen Yanxiao and didn't notice anything wrong with the kid at all. He looked like an ordinary guy. The little girl, who is about three years old, is still a pharmacist. She has no offensive power at all. Judging from her age, she is probably a new student. She has not officially started her career as a pharmacist, and it is absolutely impossible to refine any terrible medicine for self-defense.

Seeing that Shen Yanxiao was not threatening at all, the priest immediately knelt down to check on the swordsman.

This sight shocked him.

The swordsman, with his face turned to the earth and his back to the sky, had fallen into a slight coma, his eyes were white, and some foam was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

However, before the priest noticed anything unusual, a huge pressure immediately spread on him.

Only a plop was heard, and after the swordsman, the unlucky priest also fell straight to the ground. What was even worse than the swordsman was that his entire face was buried in the grass.

The other three people in the distance stared at the priest in shock. They couldn't believe their eyes. How come the two people who walked past so calmly fell to the ground in an instant? And they didn't see anything at all!

"Oops, aren't the four people lying there just pretending to be asleep to lure us over? Maybe they made some magic trap on the ground and deliberately used their badges to trick people into coming." The students from the Pharmacist Branch were already attracted by the sight of them. This inexplicable situation made him sweat all over his body. He was originally not very courageous, but when faced with such an unbelievable thing, he felt chills running down his spine.

And his words also resonated with the other two people.

Now think about it, under the blue sky and white sun, there was a group of people lying on the grass like this. Not to mention, there was only a helpless pharmacist left to guard, and they blatantly killed that person. Many badges came out, this is obviously a scam!!

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