Seeing that those death knights showed no intention of taking the opportunity to attack, Yulin Blood Eagle finally let go of his worries. He thought to himself that it seemed that the other party must be waiting for the outcome of the battle.
Yulin Blood Eagle understands very well that although the other party has not taken the opportunity to attack him and others, it does not mean that the other party will allow them to return to the world of the living safely.
Whether these people will leave or stay in the end, all the results will not come out until the old magic stick fights the death knight leader.
What Yulin Blood Eagle is most worried about now is that these death knights will take advantage of the old magic stick to attack them. But now that they see that the other party is ignoring them, Yulin Blood Eagle is secretly happy and thinks to himself,
It's better to ignore me, so naturally Yulin Blood Eagle will no longer cause trouble by making rude remarks at this time, so he also quietly looked at the direction where the old magic stick and the death knight were leading the fight.
The Yulin Blood Eagle and the others could not see anything in the fight deep in the thick gray fog of death. Looking from here, the Yulin Blood Eagle felt that the fighting place was like lightning and thunder in the dark clouds before a storm.
Just by looking at the sound and light, everyone knew that the fighting there must be very fierce.
Time passed quietly minute by minute. While Yulin Xueying and others waited anxiously, the lightning and thunder in the depths of the gray death fog finally slowly stopped.
After a while.
Yulin Blood Eagle and the others finally saw the old magic stick and the death knight slowly walking out of the thick gray fog of death, and the two gradually appeared in front of everyone.
Although the two of them appeared almost at the same time, the distance between them was at least five or six meters, and they were walking towards the direction of Yulin Blood Eagle and the three death knights respectively.
As Yulin Xueying got closer, he finally saw the two of them clearly. The old priest's priest's robe had been damaged in many places, and his expression seemed a little tired. The whole person did look a little embarrassed.
But the appearance of the leader of the death knight has not changed much. The war horse is still the same death horse. There is no damage to the clamp that is emitting the thick smell of death and black smoke. The leader of the death knight still rides the death horse with his straight body.
The war horse walked in the direction of the three death knights very calmly, and there was nothing serious in the movement.
Could it be that the old magic stick lost the fight? Yulin Blood Eagle only looked at the comparison of the two sides' states, and he became even more worried. If the old magic stick really lost the fight, then people like him would really have something to lose this time.
Big trouble.
When the old magic stick came to the front, Yulin Blood Eagle secretly asked the old magic stick: "Old man, did you lose the fight?"
"I'm old. If you move around a bit, your body will feel extremely tired." The old magic stick said while arranging the somewhat tattered officiant's robe.
"Then can we still leave here?" Yulin Blood Eagle asked worriedly.
"Why not?" the old magic stick looked at Yulin Blood Eagle and asked, and then he continued: "If you want to stay here, I won't stop you!"
"..." Yulin Blood Eagle was speechless for a while, but he cursed in his heart, you old liar, don't you know that I am afraid of being left here? I am a living person, staying in this ghost place
What are you doing? Do you still think you have a long life?
The old magician finished arranging his clothes, then looked up and down at the Yulin Blood Eagle a few more times, then looked at the female death knight a few more times and then smiled and said: "Oh, you are not attracted to that girl, are you?
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The old magic stick pointed at the leader of the death knight and said with a smile: "Although that guy looks like a gorilla, the little girl he gave birth to is quite beautiful."
"Old liar, what time has it been? Can you stop joking?" Yulin Blood Eagle whispered.
At the same time, I was cursing secretly in my heart, you old liar, can't you be more serious? That girl was wearing a helmet and wrapped tightly. I didn't even see her appearance. I like you like a ghost! Besides, she is
People in the world of the dead, I am a person in the world of the living, what do I like? Have you stopped playing with people and ghosts? Would I have such strong tastes?
"You're kidding? You're not kidding! Didn't you have a pleasant chat with her before?" the old magician laughed again.
"..." Yulin Blood Eagle stopped talking. He knew that the old magician must be joking, but he still couldn't help but curse in his heart. He was chatting happily about bullshit. Isn't that just scolding happily?
At this time, six of the Feather Forest Blood Eagle's gryphon knight guards, Jerick and other high elf arcane mages also dragged their exhausted bodies behind the old magic stick.
"Teacher." Jerrick bowed politely and said.
"Chief Priest." Other arcane mages and griffon knight guards also saluted and said.
It can be seen that everyone respects Sorens.
The old magician turned around and nodded slightly in response to them, but did not say a word.
"What are your thoughts?" Suddenly the leader of the death knight asked Yulin Blood Eagle.
"What are you considering?" Yulin Blood Eagle was suddenly asked. He didn't react immediately, but he discovered something. He felt that the leader of the death knight seemed to speak in a different voice than before. Yulin Blood Eagle thought to himself, could it be
Did he suffer internal injuries?
"Be my student!" the leader of the death knight said again.
"This..." Yulin Blood Eagle looked at the old magic stick hesitantly, but it was a pity that the old magic stick ignored him.
Yulin Blood Eagle finally gave up and asked the old magic stick for help. He looked at the leader of the death knight and asked cautiously: "Then... can all of us go back?"
Yulin Blood Eagle really doesn't know whether the old magic stick lost or won the fight. What he wants to do most now is to lead everyone out of the death crack and leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.
If the old magic stick wins the fight, then things will be easier to handle, and they can definitely leave. But now they have never mentioned whether they lost or won the old magic stick, so the Yulin Blood Eagle is not sure what the situation is now.
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Therefore, Yulin Blood Eagle had to ask the death knight leader if everyone could leave. As long as the death knight leader agreed, they could all leave and exit the death rift, let alone become his students, no matter how difficult it was.
He can do anything. As for why the death knight leader wants Yulin Blood Eagle to be his student, Yulin Blood Eagle doesn't care.
Yulin Xueying thought to himself, Damn it, as long as I escape, no matter what conspiracy you have, whether it's a pyramid scheme or a scam, I don't care about you. I'll come and ask questions when I get there, and I won't care about you anymore, you guys
Can you be as bad as me?
"Okay!" The leader of the death knight nodded and said.
"I...I mean everyone!" Yulin Blood Eagle was very surprised by the death knight leader's affirmative reply. He had asked the same question before, but did not get a reply. Now he has the same question, but
But he got such a straightforward reply so easily, which made Yulin Blood Eagle a little unbelievable, so he still pointed at everyone and said.
"Everyone!" the leader of the death knight said again.
Yulin Blood Eagle was confused. He looked at the old magic stick suspiciously, thinking that this guy agreed so quickly. Could it be that the old magic stick won the fight? But it doesn't look like it! Look at how old the magic stick was beaten now.
He is dressed in tattered clothes, like an old beggar, but what about others? It seems that not even a hair has fallen out!
I really can’t see how the old magician can win! But this old liar is so tough-talking that he is willing to tell himself whether he lost or won. Yulin Blood Eagle maliciously speculated in his heart: Huh, it should be this old liar.
If you lose the fight, you are afraid of being embarrassed, so you don’t dare to tell me!
But if you want to say that the old magician really lost the battle, why did the death knight leader not agree to let them all leave just now, but now he agrees to let his group leave the world of the dead? This contrast in the attitude of Gong after occupying the land is also obvious.
It's too big!
"Is it okay if you don't do it...?" Yulin Blood Eagle asked cautiously, fearing that if the other party suddenly turned his back and changed his mind and said no.
"..." The leader of the death knight was stunned, obviously very surprised, and then he laughed: "Interesting! You are the first person to refuse to be my student." He did not answer whether Yulin Blood Eagle owned all of them.
Everyone can leave, but this is what he said.
"What does he mean, old guy?" Yulin Blood Eagle asked the old magic stick in a low voice.
The old magic stick did not answer Yulin Blood Eagle's question, but looked at the leader of the death knight, because he no longer needed to answer Yulin Blood Eagle's question.
After the death knight leader finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the Yulin Blood Eagle, but turned the head of the death horse and led the three death knights towards the thick gray fog of death.
Yulin Blood Eagle understood, and he was relieved. It seemed that the other party was really going to let him and others go this time.
Watching the four death knights gradually walking away, Yulin Blood Eagle felt happy in his heart, and felt a sense of joy that he would be able to live the rest of his life.
"Hey!" Yulin Blood Eagle suddenly shouted at the backs of the four Death Riders.
When the four death knights heard the shouting, they all stopped their death horses, then turned back to look at the Yulin Blood Eagle, but no one spoke.
"Hey! That...that woman!" Yulin Blood Eagle shouted to the female death knight: "Don't you want my sword? I'll give it to you!"
After Yulin Blood Eagle shouted, he took out the two-handed long knife in front of him with one hand, and then threw it towards the female death knight with all his strength.
The female death knight saw that Yulin Blood Eagle had really thrown the knife over. When the knife came close, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, and then looked back and forth with the handle.
"What do you mean?" the female death knight suddenly asked.
"If we don't fight, we won't get to know each other! I'll give you a knife so that I can apologize for what happened before. Can we let this end of our previous friendship?" Yulin Blood Eagle asked loudly.
The female death knight was silent for a while, and then said coldly: "There is no dispute between us, but I want your knife, but I don't like owing things to others."
The female death knight backhanded the two-handed sword thrown by Yulin Blood Eagle and inserted it behind her back. Then she took out a book and threw it at Yulin Blood Eagle: "I'll give this to you in exchange for your two-handed sword."
, we are even, no one owes anyone anything!"
Yulin Blood Eagle reached out to take the book, and when he looked up again, the four death knights turned around and rode into the thick gray fog of death.
"Hehe, boy." The old magician laughed maliciously: "That two-handed sword is a high-quality weapon carefully crafted for you by the Wildhammer dwarf blacksmiths and high elf mages in Queldanis City. It is not worth much.
Fei oh!"
When Yulin Blood Eagle heard what the old magician said, he immediately frowned and became alert: "Old magician, what do you mean by this?"
"Humph! It's boring! It's boring! Let's go! Go back!" After saying this, the old magic stick walked slowly towards the direction of the death crack with his hand drag on his back.
Boring? Damn it, it's boring! Old liar, you are so weird, can you call it boring? Yulin Blood Eagle cursed in his heart, and hurriedly chased after him without even having time to see what the book in his hand was.
"Old ghost, tell me clearly, what do you mean by this?" Yulin Blood Eagle asked urgently.
The old magic stick held out three fingers, and then said with a wicked smile: "I'll tell you when I give it!"
"Thirty thousand gold coins? You are robbing money! No!" Yulin Blood Eagle jumped up and shouted.
"Am I short of money?" the old magic stick looked at Yulin Blood Eagle with disdain and said.
"Not gold coins? Then what do you want?" Yulin Xueying asked in surprise: "You want three positions in the military academy?"
"No!" The old magician shook his head and said: "What do I want to do with the positions of janitor, sweeper and aunt? I want three pieces of metal. You know what metal I'm talking about!"
"No! You've already taken two pieces, but you can't even get that shit out of me, so I won't give it to you!" Yulin Blood Eagle shook his head firmly and said.
Of course he knew what the old man was talking about. The old guy had been thinking about the metal fragments of the Dragon Soul for a day or two. If the old man had taken two pieces of the Dragon Soul back and made some
If something good comes out, it will be easy to talk about.
However, the old magic stick also took two pieces of the fragments of the dragon soul. Now, after such a long time, he can't even see any blisters, so how could the Yulin Blood Eagle be willing to give it to him again easily?
These are the fragments of an artifact! It’s not junk, okay? Every piece of this thing is thrown out, and there’s only one missing piece. It’s not like there are so many alloy ores. After you use up the alloy ingots, you can dig them out in the alloy veins and then smelt them out.
That'll be fine.
"Humph! Humph!" The old magic stick stopped bargaining with the Yulin Blood Eagle. He turned around and continued walking forward with his hands behind his back, but there was always a strange and sinister chuckle in his nostrils.
Yulin Blood Eagle followed the old magic stick with some anxiety, always thinking over and over in his mind, what on earth does this old magic stick mean by his sly and sinister laughter?
"Today's young people are so open-minded!" the old magic stick said to himself in a sinister way as he walked forward with his hands behind his back.