"Oh my God, Lala, you are eighteen years old! You can have children in many places at the age of eighteen! Is it still early?" Vizier yelled in surprise. "Perhaps it's not that Aunt Vera doesn't allow it, but has already found a good candidate for you."
"That's not something I can bear." Lala frowned. "That's why I chose to go to Baixi City to study law. Maybe becoming a royal lawyer is a good choice." This way at least I can decide my own life. She added something in her heart.
"You really make me envious. It's a pity that I don't have your talent." Visil sighed, and suddenly heard a commotion from the caravan ahead.
"What's going on?" "I don't know?"
"It looks like someone is blocking the way ahead."
On the caravan, some men quickly got off and went to ask about the situation. Women and children stood at the edge of the convoy, looking ahead, wondering under their breath what had happened.
Lala finally got a little interest in her heart. "Willis, what's going on up there?" she asked the coachman loudly.
"I'm sorry, miss. There are people blocking the road ahead. I'm afraid the car will have to wait for a while." The voice of the old coachman came from the front.
As the carriage continued to move forward, Lala soon saw what was happening in front of her.
Right in front of the convoy, on the gray-white driveway, two young men and women sitting on the roadside stones just stood up, blocking the direction of the convoy.
Both of them were dressed in gray robes, covering their whole bodies. The man's head was bare, without a trace of hair, and his face without eyebrows gave off a cold and stern aura.
The woman's beautiful blond hair was tied into a ponytail, her body was plump, and her face was pretty with a hint of indifference. She followed closely behind the man, staring at the caravan. In her eyes, the caravan with hundreds of people was like a livestock waiting to be slaughtered.
Seemingly noticing that someone was peeping at her, the woman's gaze shifted over and met Lala's gaze.
In an instant, a penetrating chill surged up from the tailbone. Lala shrank her head abruptly and hid in the carriage. She reached out and touched her forehead, and actually broke out in a cold sweat.
At the moment when their eyes met, she seemed to see the most violent killing intent deep in the other's heart.
"What's wrong?" Garen glanced at Angel behind him.
"Nothing." Angel shook his head, "What are you going to do? There are so many people present, it is impossible to use the war dungeon. It is certain that the three totem masters are hiding among these ordinary people, using the war dungeon as a cover to escape from the iron war dungeon." Tancheng."
Garen smiled.
The crisp sound of horseshoes came from not far away, and Garen looked towards the side of the grassland. A girl in white was riding a white horse, and she was slowly relaxing on the grassland. It seemed that it was just a coincidence. The girl sat on the horseback and looked at this side blankly, as if she was a little curious about what happened here.
He turned his gaze back to the caravan in front of him.
"Since last night, how many have we killed?" He asked Angel in a low voice.
"Three?" Angel was a little uncertain, "I don't remember that much."
"Forget it, let's do it." Garen walked forward suddenly, and a black coin was slowly thrown out.
"Hey!" Angel was stunned, "You are crazy, there are so many people here!"
laugh! !
When the coin fell to the ground, a circle of transparent ripples suddenly opened, and the ripples spread instantly, enveloping the entire caravan and the surrounding area of hundreds of meters, forming a huge spherical cage.
"I don't need to worry about this now." Garen smiled, looking at the three gray-robed figures running wildly from the side of the caravan. Point your right arm forward.
Whizzing! !
Several gray shadows sprang out from behind him in succession, directly darting towards the three figures.
Angel stepped forward quickly, and frantically tapped his ten fingers in the void, thirty green light spots instantly appeared in the air.
"Triple acceleration!"
Thirty light spots merged into one at the same time, suddenly turned into a green light, and shot into a black panther rushing out from behind her.
Whoosh!
The panther instantly turned into a black line and rushed towards the three fleeing figures.
The black shadow surpassed the gray shadow and threw a figure down.
"No!!"
The three gray shadows turned back into three gray-feathered eagles, and at the same time grabbed and lifted up the man's giant black python. Strangely, after the giant python was caught, it struggled frantically for a while, then quickly slowed down, and finally hung stiffly on its sharp claws, and was pecked out by three gray-feathered eagles with blood holes the size of three bowls. Eventually it turned into a pool of silvery liquid that seeped into the grass.
At the same time as the giant python melted, the black panther bit the fallen figure directly through the throat. Blood sprayed all over the ground.
The other two were pale, and they sat down on the grass and kept moving back.
"No, no! You can't do this! The War Guild has rules. There are so many ordinary people here! There are so many ordinary people!!" A woman on the left had snot and tears running down her face.
The man on the right wanted to describe some spell with trembling fingers, but he tried several times, but he failed because he was too scared. Sweat dripped down his temples and dripped from his chin.
"Vulnerable." Garen shook his head, walked up to this man, and picked up his collar. "It's just a little guy who has just entered Type 1. Maybe there will be more rewards for catching alive?"
"Why don't you see how to solve this problem?" Angel pouted in the direction of the carriage.
Garen looked at the caravan.
The merchants of these caravans were all silent, the children were muffled to make a sound, the men were all holding various weapons, all the women and children hid in the carriages, and the curtains were tightly drawn. A dozen or so guard mercenaries stared at him with sweat on their faces while holding iron swords.
The way these people looked at Garen and Angel was like looking at a monster.
Garen ignored these people, he raised his head.
call.
Suddenly, from the southern sky, a large number of blue birds flew suddenly.
The large flock of bluebirds is like a pockmark, reflecting the ground as a large black spot. There was a constant chirping sound.
"It's here. Finally" Garen sighed slightly in his heart.
His heart moved.
A gray-feathered eagle suddenly rushed into the sky, grabbed the blue bird and flew back, landing on Garen's shoulder.
He took the blue bird from the gray feather eagle's mouth, took out the paper roll tied to its leg, and gently unfolded it.
'The south is in a hurry! ! Agas City calls for support! '
There was still a little blood on the edge of the scroll.
"It's time to go." Garen whispered, stretched out his hand, and all three gray feather eagles flew up immediately, circling above his head.
One of them was holding the black coin in its mouth at some point.
"What about these two people?" Angel glanced at the two totem masters who were limp on the ground. The totems of these two people, a black wolf and a white eagle, were both accelerated and killed by the black panther in the fierce fight just now.
Garen didn't say much, and lightly kicked the legs of the two of them.
A shock force was transmitted to the chests of the two of them immediately, their heads tilted, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and they died without a sound.
"Let's go."
In the attribute column under Garen's vision and vision, the potential column finally returned to 15 points. It was originally used on the Roaring Wolf Rabbit, which resulted in only 13 points of potential, but now that Angel's help is found, it is almost unnecessary for him to do it. It is Angel who solves the opponent's totem, and then he comes to kill the totem master.
With ease, three hunting targets were killed in one night. Adding the three now, there are six.
It directly replenished the consumption of the Roaring Wolf Rabbit.
Going back this time, it's a good time to try to evolve those monitor lizards. Garen is looking forward to what the monitor lizards will look like after they evolve.
"What's going on with these bluebirds?" Angel instinctively felt something was wrong.
"It's all news of a war for help. The south is estimated to have fallen." Gallon took back the war dungeon without looking back.
"Impossible!! Ennett's General Wei Lan has thousands of Type II totem masters! All of them are elite!!" Angel showed an expression of disbelief.
Garen had already walked in front of everyone in the caravan.
"I, we can pay the ransom!!" A leading fat man was pushed out, pleading with a trembling voice. "Don't kill us! Please." He knelt on the ground.
"You are hunters, and the war guild does not allow the use of dungeons among mortals." Among the caravan crowd, a white-haired old man stood up and said in a deep voice. This man obviously knew the inside story.
"Rules are made by people. But it's useless now." Garen shrugged, "A word of advice to you, turn your head back to Titan City immediately, and don't go to Baixi City. Otherwise, there may be very bad things, etc. looking at you."
He just kindly mentioned that the army of silverized totems from the Black Sky Society will arrive soon. These countless silverized totems are like a tide. Encountering them in the wild is simply a nightmare. Not to mention these people, it is Garen himself Don't even think about living. Only a solid city can have certain defensive capabilities.
Among these silverized totems, there are all kinds of strange and weird biological forms. It is simply a strange animal fair, and all kinds of horrible creatures emerge in endlessly. Most of these creatures are failed products cultivated by the Heitian Society, and they have extremely strong pollution capabilities. In addition, they were all silverized by ghost silver lanterns, and their strength was more than doubled.
"Let's go." He left a sentence. Over there, Angel had already cut off the heads of the three criminals, wrapped them in cloth and carried them.
The two, one in front and one behind, quickened their pace and walked in the direction of Tietan City.
The people in the caravan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Most of them were inexplicable, and most of them didn't take the advice that Garen left him seriously. A small group of people seemed to see that Garen was not lying. But really willing to leave according to what he said.
"Let's go! Willis, let's turn around!" Lala sat in the carriage with an inexplicable excitement and enthusiasm on her face. A new bright color finally appeared in the boring life. She trusts her own judgment, always has.
The bald man showed no signs of lying, and she believed him.
"Miss." The old coachman hesitated.
"Turn around!" Lala emphasized her tone.
"Okay." Willis was helpless, slowly drove away from the driveway, and turned around on the grass beside him.
"Lala, are you crazy? Do you really believe what that weird man said?" Vizier dared not speak out until then. She shrunk her head and bowed her body to hide under the carriage, for fear of being discovered by outsiders. At this time, he raised his face and sounded like a gnat.
"I believe him, and the large bluebirds used for communication." Lala nodded seriously.
Suddenly there was a crisp sound of horseshoes outside the carriage.
She opened the curtain and looked out, only to see the young girl in white clothes and horse galloping after the bald couple in front of her.
The young girl's face had the same unwillingness to be lonely as hers.
"Speed up, let's keep up with the two people in front!" Lala shouted loudly.
(end of this chapter)