Law of the Devil Chapter 300: [Snow Mountain People]

Chapter Three hundred [Da Xue Shan Ren]

There is a killing air in the room, and a bitter chill cage shines on Dewey's body. Dewey only feels like a frog stared at by a poisonous snake.

I saw the gray-clad servant behind Lan Hai, although he was just standing there quietly, but after Du Wei said the phrase "is the enemy, is the friend", his eyes stared like an eagle. Living in Dewey, the biting murderous energy also shone in Dewey's body.

It is obviously a guy who is not amazing and dressed in a servant's costume. He doesn't have any expression on his face. He just stands behind the blue ocean with such a glance, but it gives Du Wei an extreme degree. Feeling dangerous. Such a sense of oppression, Dewey could only be felt in masters such as Hussein or Rodriguez, but it is clear that such a servant can also have such momentum!

Dinging, Dewey's tea cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The gray-eyed servant's eyes are like sharp swords. Although Du Wei felt heavy with this kind of eyes, he didn't show the slightest signs on his face. He even turned his head and turned his side to the servant unreservedly, then looked at Lan Hai, smiling as if relaxed, and sighed softly: "Mr. Lan Hai, it seems you have done it in your heart Decided? "

Lan Hai shrinks into a chair, he is tightly wrapped in a blanket. In the bitter cold wind in the morning, he is like an ordinary old man. He reaches out his hand and shakes and holds a tea cup. He took a sigh and then sighed. His sigh was exhausted and whispered: "Master Duke Tulip, if I wanted to be your enemy, why should I send my eighty disciples ..."

Du Wei smiled, his eyes flashed: "Mr. Lan Hai, I said just now. Your intentions may not have been simple at first, but you may not be selfish if you help me calm the Northwest. Today you send someone Invite me to come here ... the so-called Moon Dark Wind Kills the Night ... "At this moment, Du Wei looked up at the sky outside the window, smiled indifferently, then turned his head to stare at the blue sea tightly, and he Although the tone is relaxed, but his eyes are dignified: "Although it is not night, there is no moonlight in the sky, but the place is very quiet. Also, the breeze and water are not so elegant. In such a quiet and elegant place, kill People, then buried under the feet, I ’m afraid it ’s secret. If you die in such a place, even after you die, you can hear the sound of the Taotao water day and night. ”

Lan Hai heard a laugh, then he raised his hand and motioned for the gray-clad servant behind him to leave. The gray-clad servant refused. Hesitantly looked at the blue ocean, hesitating in his eyes. Lan Hai sighed sighing: "Although you have followed me for so many years, although your current practice is good, but after a while the man comes, you will stay here. I'm afraid that person will not be able to meet him face to face. Stay. Since I dare to sit here, I'm sure. "

The gray-clad servant looked very determined to the master. Although he was reluctant, he had to take the order to exit the room. Bring the door slowly.

When there were only Du Wei and Blue Ocean left in the room, Blue Ocean looked at Du Wei with a smile and said, "Now rest assured, I'm just a weak one. The famous Duke of Tulips isn't it? Still afraid of a weak old man? "

Du Wei smiled: "A disciple under the gate of Daxue Mountain, is there any useless person?" After a pause, Du Wei said: "What do you mean by 'that man is here'? You say ' That person ', have you made appointments other than me today? "

"It's not an outsider, it's just an old friend."

Du Wei looked. "Old friend?" Lan Hai looked out the window and took a deep breath. "There are many old friends. This old friend is the one who wants my life." Then he turned to look at Du Wei, and calmly said: "Master Duke, now you can rest assured, I invite you to come here just to invite you to be an audience."

Du Wei looked disapproved: "Audience? I've always been not interested in being this kind of audience. Whether you kill someone or someone else kills you, watching this scene is a very interesting thing. Or is it that you, Mr. Blue Ocean, have such a hobby, do you like someone to watch when you kill or be killed? "

Lan Hai smiled: "I naturally don't have such a hobby, but you must take this audience today. I think the Lord Duke and you are all in the northwest. Of course, I'm curious about Daxueshan. I'm waiting for this today. People are visitors from the Daxue Mountain. "

Although Du Wei was full of doubts, he didn't know how to ask when looking at the blue sea with a deep look. For a while the atmosphere in the room could not help but freeze.

At this moment, the morning breeze was blowing. The old and young people in the room were sitting opposite each other. There was only a pot of cold water in the middle. Both of them did not speak, and each had their own thoughts.

I don't know how long after that, the darkness of the dawn gradually receded, a little fish belly appeared in the sky beyond the window, and a faint red mark appeared in the faint morning light. Lan Hai whispered as he looked as if he was about to rise in the distance: "It's almost time, and that person should come. I have met with him so many times and he has never been late, and today should be no exception. . "

At this moment Du Wei suddenly moved in his heart. He was a magician, and his sense of sensitivity was far better than that of ordinary people. Although he had never heard any sound, he naturally sat here and took the whole picture. floor. At this moment, suddenly there was a strange feeling, just felt that there was a strange power invading the scope of his mental power. Dewey took it with his heart, but it felt too strange, and the trace was invaded by his own mental power. The feeling just passed by. Obviously, the cultivation of people's mental strength may be better than their own.

Due to this kind of induction in Du Wei's heart, he was about to speak, and already heard Lan Hai sighed, "He is here."

With this sigh of blue ocean, Du Wei suddenly felt a kind of alertness in his heart. He could not help looking up as if there was an induction in his heart, and saw the screen near the door in this room, which was originally empty behind him. On the ground, Du Wei looked up at the ground for such a short moment, and suddenly a silhouette appeared after the screen. This man has no idea when he will come to the land. Suddenly it appeared like a ghost. "All these years, your ears are still very good."

The sound is soft and ear-pleasing, and when you hear it, you can't help but feel close. It's just that such a soothing voice fell into Du Wei's ears, but it seemed to have a strange appeal. Originally, Du Wei's cage illuminated the entire field of spiritual force and was calmly thrown into a stone. There can be no more peace. What's more, the man's voice was so strange as if with a charm power, people were attracted involuntarily. Even at that moment of speaking, even a powerful magician such as Dewey lost his heart instantly.

Blue Ocean seems to be free from such disturbances. I didn't look at the figure after that screen, just smiled and whispered, "You did not disappoint me, and you were not late."

"It's a pity that you have let me down." The voice didn't end, and the man turned from behind the screen.

Du Wei finally saw the man's appearance, and saw that his white robe was the costume of a shaman in white clothes on the Daxue Mountain, and his long silver-gray hair was a little messy, with a few strands of hair on his forehead. Covered his eyes, his eyes flickered after the mess. As bright as a cold star on a winter night sky. Of course, Du Wei, a shaman in white clothing on this snowy mountain, is no stranger. When he fought a battle with the prairie people under the northwest Guiliat city, Du Wei also personally killed a white shaman wizard, During the peace talks, he also personally pretended to be a shaman in white to deceive the grassland peace talks messenger. So of course Du Wei's costume of the white shaman could recognize it at a glance, but the costume of the man was a little different. I saw a golden belt on his white robe waist. The belt is equipped with a machete that is common in grassland. The machete is very small and less than one-half the size. A thumb-sized pearl is inlaid on the end of the knife handle.

Du Wei is not good at martial arts though. But with a strong instinct, he also saw at first glance that the man's machete was by no means a pretense. What makes Du Wei strange is that he also knows a lot about Daxueshan, but he has never heard of any white shaman shaman who has both magic and martial arts skills, and he is a blatant shaman. With the weapon of a martial artist, then the martial arts skill of this person is bound to be high.

What makes Du Wei even more strange is that what Lan Hai said just now is "an old friend for many years." Du Wei also suspected that the young people may not be young, and most of them are the same age as Lan Hai. But look at this person. His skin was white and pale, but his face had no wrinkles. If he looked at the appearance, he would be at least forty or fifty years younger than Blue Ocean.

After this man came out of the screen, he stared at the blue sea quietly for a while, his voice calmed down, "You have been a lot older these years, I remember when I saw you last time. Your face There haven't been so many wrinkles. Has n’t your wound been bad since the last time we met? ”Then he looked at Dewey again, his sharp eyes glanced at Dewey. For an instant, Du Wei had a feeling as if completely seen through. The strangeness and admiration in this man's eyes: "It seems that you have not been idle these years, but you have received such an excellent disciple. I have heard people come along all the way, and there is a good use on the mainland. ' The warrior of Frost Fighting, as if the name is Rodriguez, has actually reached the level of the Paladin, probably he, but I was so young. I think our disciples on the Daxue Mountain have passed by, but they can be like this. There are not a few outstanding people. "

"Don't get me wrong, he's not my disciple." Lan Hai glanced at Du Wei: "This is the famous Duke of Tulips on the mainland, the disciple of Gandalf the magician, and our Daxueshan. There is a little source. Today I asked him to come here only as an audience. If I die unfortunately, I will also bother him to collect my body. "

When this person heard the name "Gandov," there was a faint flash of light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Oh? Gandoff, is that the guy who is known as the first magician on the mainland? It turned out to be His disciples, no wonder, no wonder. "After that, he just nodded and stopped looking at Dewey.

Du Wei noticed that when this man mentioned Gandorf, he was talking about "the first magician on the continent". Instead of showing a little respect, he even carried a slight disdain.

"Okay, you and I have waited too long for this day. In this case, let's start." The man frowned slightly as he looked at Lan Hai: "Are you still standing up now? "

Lan Hai Wenyan sighed softly: "What's the difference if you don't stand up. Since you have been waiting for too long on this day. Then you might as well do it."

Sigh gently, this sigh contains many complex meanings such as regret, emotion, intolerance, hatred, and so on. The sigh did not fall, the man suddenly disappeared in place, the next moment had flashed in front of the blue ocean. Even a strong man like Dewey could not see the action clearly. I saw the palm of this man's palm gently waving, suddenly a burst of hot light burst out in the palm of his hand, his palm pressed against the forehead of the blue ocean.

The blue sea is wrapped in a blanket, and it looks like a frail old man, apparently fragile. Without hearing a gurgling sound, his body wrapped in a blanket suddenly shattered, turning into countless fragments flying, and the blue sea cage shone in a silvery white light. A frail old man now showed a kind of inviolability in his eyebrows. Look. His hands, which were hidden under the blanket, were gently tapped out of his fingers, and a little coldness was condensed between his fingers, although the coldness seemed small. But the chest pointing at this person instantly turned into a whistling ice edge.

The man smiled slightly and stepped back. He turned his empty hand against his chest, and then wiped it again. The roaring ice edge of the blue ocean was instantly cleaned by him. The man pushed it out with the palm of his hand. The glowing glow of the palm of his palm whistled out, and the blue sea looked astonished, raising his thin arms to meet him. The mass of crimson fiery heat hit the silvery white cold, and the red and white immediately separated from each other, but weirdly, there was no trace of interest under the impact.

I saw that Blue Ocean was about to fly, and his sleeves were swollen. Obviously, he had done his best. The man only retreated with a single blow. After pushing, his body floated away slightly, retracting his arms and standing with his hands. Nodded and smiled: "It seems you are not old enough to move."

The blue ocean was a bit laborious. Du Wei was close. He had seen the blue ocean's chest gently undulating. The two cold air between the palms of the blue ocean was still wrapped in a blazing fire, and the blue ocean did its best. Nor could he dissipate the fire. In the end, he had to withdraw one hand and hook his fingers, and immediately a stream of water was sucked out of the pot on the table.

What a powerful fire spell this shaman in white wears. Where can this little pot of water go out? It was just a stream of water, and the flame seemed to find the place to vent immediately. Suddenly out of the blue ocean's control, the water continued to burn along the way. I heard a few clicks. The water flow was instantly evaporated by the fire and turned into a pale white gas, but the flame was not stopped at all, and it quickly drew on the water bottle on the table. The silver water bottle was angered instantly. Turned into a scum, leaving no residue.

Du Wei sat aside and watched the two men fighting, both of them were quick and short, dizzying. It was as if seeing the flame from the shaman in white, it made Du Wei's heart beat. The flames in this strange place are so powerful that he actually burned a silver pot without any trace. Du Wei himself is a connoisseur of magic in the fire department. It is even more like he is a housekeeper with a dense fireball technique. It's just that the ordinary flame temperature can burn this silver pot in such an instant! The magic on this snowy mountain is really amazing.

At this moment, a figure suddenly broke in from the outside, that is, the gray-clad servant. His whole body was silvery and aggressive, and his face was murderous, and he shouted, "Don't hurt Mr.!"

After that, he stretched out his palm, and the fighting spirit in the palm of his hand instantly condensed an ice sword. When he saw him flying, the man slashed with a sword in the air. At the extreme, the entire room instantly became cold, and the tip of the ice sword brought out a vortex of ice and snow mixed with fine broken ice edges, whistling towards the shaman in white.

Du Wei glanced at this eyebrow, this unbelievable servant, the power of this sword, the accomplishment of Frost Fighting has been faintly comparable to that of the Northwest Army Major General Sebasta, Du Wei guessed, afraid The gray-clad servant's martial arts level is eight.

With a chuckle, the white shaman whispered: "This is not the way Frost Fight is used."

His words were very slow. The gray-served servant's sword came very fast, but at this time, time and space seemed to produce a disorderly distortion. It was clear that the servant in gray clothing had stabbed him, but when he slowly finished the sentence, the sword had not stabbed him.

Due to this distorted sense of time and space, it is not the first time that Du Wei has seen it. Today, when he saw this scene of time and space distortion, Du Wei suddenly jumped out of two words:

Holy Order! !! !!