The Wizard World: 359 Turn and chance 2

For a long time, his metal talents and ancient blood abilities such as hallucinations could not be perfectly combined, and this time he found inspiration from Tiansuo.

Illusion, illusion, metal talent, high temperature, plus the **** seal effect of Tiansuo. If you pair it with a poisonous potion .....

Angele has now gradually merged all the research techniques and has gradually formed his own unique style of fighting.

His hair has been transformed and fused with metal wire, attached with high temperature resistant poison, and can be turned into red metal wire before the attack, adding petrochemical ability and illusion magic effect.

The more important point is that his hair can be stretched and lengthened.

Angel gently curled up some of her hair. The dark red **** hair quickly became long and dragged slowly under the table. It is spreading in all directions like life.

This is the result of bloodline transformation. Anglix has an activated bloodline in the nightmare world. Hair is like his arm and can be commanded at will.

"It's almost done." Angele stroked her long hair gently, rested for a while, and then closed her eyes again to start lava core lake practice.

Time is passing by every minute.

I don't know how long, there was a rushing horseshoe sound from the window.

Angele and Rhein are awake from meditation at the same time.

It's dark outside the window, it's late at night.

The two horses galloped past the carriage one after the other, and a sweet fragrance permeated the carriage.

Angel's face changed slightly. I was about to speak, and suddenly felt a stuffy chest. The body flashed white and green, lasting more than ten seconds. The feeling of sullen dissipated slowly.

Slap!

The opposite Rheinhead has a crooked head, leaning still in the carriage, and seems to be asleep.

Yoo! !! Woo! !! !!

The four horses outside also stopped slowly.

"This poison ..." The blue light in Angle's eyes kept blinking. "It should be a hypnotic effect, not harmful. But if it smells for a long time, it will definitely make any enemy lose resistance. It should be the two They are used by horses and are not effective for horses. "

The Rheinhead is sure to be awake.

Even Angele himself. The two filtering and enchanting items carried on his body failed to remove this poisonous gas. If he was not in ancient blood, he was very resistant to toxin hallucinations. It is estimated that the same will be directly put down.

The carriage stopped slowly, and there was silence outside.

Angele blinked, opened the door and jumped straight down. The driver crouched on the parking space and slept unconsciously.

In the middle of the night lane, no light can be seen before and after. Except for the lights in the carriage, everything was dark.

Angle sniffed his nose, pressed his backhand on the carriage, leaving a dark red fingerprint on top of his energy particle breath. Then he moved forward quickly in the direction of the smell.

Although his injuries are not all right yet. But it is no longer an obstacle.

Chasing a few kilometers forward, soon two horses lying down appeared on the road ahead, both of them were out of gas, blood and water flowed, and there was a slight heat.

Slap! Snapped! Snapped!

The sound of whipping came from a grove of plains in the distance.

Angel's physical quality has been so powerful in all aspects that a wizard can't hear the sound in his ear as if he was talking close to his ear.

Stand in the dark. He glanced left and right, and immediately followed the direction of the sound towards the grove, while converging his breath and mental strength.

In the woods, a man was hanging from a bonfire by a yellow bonfire, his hands were tied, his upper body was **, and his lower body was wearing only a pair of white silk trousers.

A little girl curled up around her, shawl with long hair, petite figure, looks almost eleven or twelve years old. The white clothes he was wearing were soaked with blood.

A woman with an ordinary face was holding a long black whip by the bonfire, beating the man vigorously. Every whip goes down, can bring out the blood full of whip.

The woman's face was somber and she slammed the man who was suspended. It took a while before stopping.

"My poisonous dragon smells good, right? Speak, where is that little bitch? How dare to steal the treasures of the family, I knew I shouldn't let that woman come in. Ryans, this **** one The humble stray **** can even be seen by him! Perhaps it would be a good idea to let him die in a woman's bed. "

"I don't really know any treasures." The man was hung from a tree branch, but strangely, there was no painful expression on his face. His speech was also very calm, as if it was not his body that was hit.

"Dare to lie to me !!!" The woman slammed her whip and whipped it again.

Slap! !!

A half of the man's cheek was ripped off a small piece of flesh, and blood ran down his chin to his neck and chest.

Angele was standing in the shadows, watching the woman constantly questioning the man, and didn't ask anything in the middle of a ring. She was a little impatient.

He took a step forward, stepping on the branches and leaves under his feet to make a chirping sound.

The men and women turned their heads.

"Who !!!!?"

"Take out the antidote." Angle glanced at the man, and his eyes fell on the woman.

This woman is slender, with a thin waist and rounded legs, which is obviously very well maintained. But the **** whip on her hand completely ruined her enchanting temperament.

"Antidote?" The woman froze slightly, seeming to think of something, "You are the man on the carriage just now?"

"I don't want my companion to sleep for a few months before waking up. Take it out, the antidote." Angle slowly walked towards the woman calmly.

The woman seemed to be unwilling to make extra branches. She stared at Angele for a moment, then pulled out a round ball from her waist pouch and threw it directly.

Angel catches it accurately, glancing at it, it is a small black ball with a slit in the middle. can be opened.

"The medicine powder in it is enough for one person to eat the size of the fingernails. I advise you to leave here without any hassle." The woman was faintly awkward.

Angel smiled slightly.

"In addition, the poisonous dragon incense also gave me some. It has such a powerful medicine effect. I was thinking about studying it."

The woman's complexion changed.

"A big appetite, the poisonous dragon incense is the secret medicine of my family. It should not be passed on. I dare give it, do you dare to take it?!"

Angel smiled softly: "If it weren't for this secret drug, would you think I would chase so far?"

Under the light of fire, Angele's shawl became more and more bloody. With his white and silver complexion. Even more weird and scarlet.

"This medicine is my family's secret medicine ..." The woman became increasingly frightened.

唔 ...

The little **** one side groaned and turned over, her loose hair suddenly moved away, revealing a pale and beautiful face.

Angel glanced at the little girl's face, and she frowned slightly.

He seems to have seen this face somewhere.

Decades of memory are quickly flipping.

By the Loch Ness. The young girl who whispered in the caravan of the caravan, he remembered the scene when she bought the queen's cube. The beautiful and pure young girl like milk has been deeply imprinted in her heart for many years.

This is a pure, pure beauty. He remembered the girl named Ansel. The face of the **** the ground is almost exactly the same as the original girl.

"Do you ... know a girl named Ansel?" Angelle asked calmly, looking at the little **** the ground.

The face of the woman on one side changed, and she drew a short knife to Angle.

Angele leaned slightly to his side, slamming on the woman's waist.

A click, a layer of blue light was instantly penetrated, and the woman's waist was cut off directly from the middle. The whole man folded into a weird posture and flew out, rolled a few times on the ground, and stopped moving.

Angele walked over. After groping on the woman, she took out a cylindrical crystal vial, sniffed it, and drank it directly into her arms.

Singing with one hand, a red light flew, and the man's rope hanging from the tree was cut off.

The man fell from the tree, and after untying the rope, he ran to the side of the little girl and crouched down. Carefully hold the little girl up in her arms.

"Thank you for saving us, my lord." There was still no expression on his face, but his tone seemed very excited. Somewhat uncomfortable. "Sorry, sir. My face can't make any expressions for some reason." The man hugged the little girl and walked down to Anglieu, bowing his head and saluting. "Sir, do you know Sister Ansel?"

"I saw you more than ten years ago. What is your relationship with her?" Angelle looked at the little girl, and her face was almost exactly the same as that of Ansel.

"She's Marianna, the child of Sister Ansel," the man whispered.

"Child?" Anglia was slightly lost, but woke up instantly. "I didn't expect ..." He didn't finish, just a little silence.

"Okay, guys, get out of here quickly. Someone is coming this way." Angle sighed, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the little girl in his arms.

The girl Marianna winced a little, but she didn't avoid it.

Angel's hand touched her face, and a faint green light slowly spread over her. The girl's injuries were much better.

"Thank you, Lord." The man bowed again. "If we can survive ..."

"Come on." Angele interrupted him.

The man focused on his head, hugged the girl, and turned towards the woods. His physical quality is very good, and his body has a faint white light, which is a halo representing the formal knight.

The little girl in his arms raised her head and looked at Angele from the shoulder of the man. The eyes were black and white, and her eyes were as clear as gems.

Until the two were completely submerged in the darkness, Angele quickly turned away from the campfire.

When returning to the carriage, Rinpoche was unexpectedly not caught, and he was sober. However, it is understandable that if it is so easy to be stunned as a second-level wizard, the resistance of the second-level wizard can only be displayed.

"Sir? Are you chasing the drug addict?" Rheiner seemed slightly dizzy, rubbing his temples gently.

"Here comes the antidote, give the driver a bite, the size is the size of the fingernails. Sober and continue to hurry." Angele handed the antidote to Rhein, gently tossing the crystal bottle in his toss. , "I didn't expect there was an unexpected harvest on the way back, this medicine can be studied carefully." (To be continued ...)

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