The towering giant trees around are constantly retreating, and the flaming meows are rapidly shuttling through the Woods, leaving broken branches and leaves where they have stepped. Although it is already in the forest, there is still a long way to go from the village called the magic forest.

Miao Yan has just been given a spell that can trap the moon, which seems to be a skill that only advanced thieves can use. She managed to squeeze out a few words and told Miao Yan that she didn't care.

"So, I'm much better. let me go there on my own. 」

I feel that when I just picked up Jingyue, she was much weaker than now, hugging Yan Miao's hand tightly.

"No, what if the enemy catches up again?" Miao Yan realized that this sentence also hurt Jingyue, so she showed a puzzled expression after she finished.

"I won't hold you back. Anyway, their goal is me. "

"You can't say such a thing! 」

Inoue looked weakly at the screaming meow, and his expression suddenly became very serious.

"We are partners, aren't we?" Inflammation meow's line of sight is still not moved to the arms of the well month, "then I can't ignore! 」

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"No matter who wants to deprive others of the qualification to pursue their dreams, I will never allow it! 」

JingYue silently listening to Miao Yan, these heartfelt words.

"I see, I'm sorry. 」

Jingyue reluctantly smiled, leaving only the last bit of strength, and Miao Yan's face gradually blurred in the line of sight.

"Oh, well month! Wake up! " Miao Yan noticed that her hands were open around her neck, and then she found the moon by the well with her eyes closed.

"Don't faint-"

Yan Miao shouted in the forest and tried her best to run to the house at the end.

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Beside the small forest not far from the whale, Ziyun confronted the two men at the top of the tree.

The two sides are unmoved and seem to be speculating about each other's flaws. In this battle, because the end of the battle is on the shoulder, the moving speed will also drop sharply.

The advantage of the situation is in the hands of two men in black, one of whom attacks personally, and the other can knock down Ziyun Guang _ only by doing long-distance cover, as simple as searching for something.

However, there is a legend among the members of the "Lei Long" family, and that is another matter in the past.

"I want to see what force has been blocking our subordinate army. The black darts caught between the phantom's fingers are flashing.

"What makes you worth it?" Ziyun's right hand turned the ignition gun nimbly, and the crack of the gun head became louder and louder, and even the golden light could be seen in a circle.

"whew!" Whispering softly on the grass, he jumped in front of Ziyun, waving a sharp knife light.

Ziyun jumped back to escape, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw ten darts coming towards him from the forest below.

"ha! 」

Ziyun's gun didn't stop spinning. Hesheng pointed a gun at the forest below. Suddenly, Lei Guang flashed, and then there was a loud noise. Centered on Ziyun's gun, the center of the forest turned into a pile of charred dead wood.

"I'm stupid enough to stand there and let you play?" The phantom of the opera's voice came to the ears from behind Ziyun, and the sinister cold laughter made people shudder.

Ziyun will point to the bottom of your gun with the power of body rotation and swing behind you, and the phantom's body will split in two in an instant.

A short knife flew through a gap in the body and cut it in half. Ziyun used a long gun to adjust its direction in the air to avoid hitting the finish line with a short knife, and replaced the block with its own flank.

"well! The blade of the short knife crossed Ziyun's flank and flew to the owner's hand.

Three people fell into the charred pile of dead wood, and the phantom of the opera, which was cut in half, turned into two pieces of wood and lay quietly on the ground.

"Oh, don't forget that we are two people." The phantom of the opera slipped out of the grass behind Ziyun, and five darts slipped out of each sleeve.

"Well, it's tricky?" Whisperd wiped the blood from the knife with his hand, and his red eyes were cold.

"Hum, it's interesting that you use cracks to let the knife shuttle in the dimensional space." Ziyun touched the fire-pointed gun to the ground, and a wind pressure began to spread under his feet.

"oh? Will you try your best? Interesting. Interesting. " The phantom of the opera said somewhat sarcastically in the back.

"Whispering" is an expression of resentment.

"I'm afraid you two will try your best to suffocate, and I'll be scolded then." Ziyun fire pointed gun turned into shiny gold, "give me five seconds. 」

"Drink! Ziyun threw the doomsday into the sky with his left hand, but Sa and Phantom of the Opera didn't expect him to do so.

"Hum, so don't let us have a chance?" The phantom of the opera laughed wildly and threw all the darts in his hand at the end of the flight in the sky. Judging from the dense black objects, there are at least 20 darts.

"The phantom of the opera! Run! " Seeing that something was wrong, Sa called Phantom of the Opera. However, the darts can't be recovered.

"Drink! Ziyun's feet burst into golden light, covering the body of doomsday into a ball.

After hitting the sphere, the darts are not only bounced off, but also stained with golden light and fly towards the Phantom of the Opera at a faster speed.

"wow! The phantom of the opera, which had no time to react, became a human target and was stabbed in the face by five or six golden darts. However, he was surprised and made a gesture of sticking out his tongue at Ziyun. " Hey, I lied to you. 」

"boom! Boom, boom, darts all detonated in the next second, and dust filled the whole forest, making people unable to see the situation clearly.

"Well," sa half closed his eyes, pay attention to the surrounding movement. For an instant, he noticed something approaching quickly and the knife in his hand was swinging forward.

"General. 」

There is such a calm voice in the dust. After seeing it a little, the tip of the fire-pointed gun stops less than ten centimeters in front of whisperd.

The end of tableland flying in the air also returned to Ziyun's left shoulder. In these short five seconds, we can really do nothing to protect our own people and attack the enemy on the one hand.

"damn it"

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and the whispering face slipped through the sweat.

"If I can reach this level, neither can Piaohua."

"So, I get it, wake up." Ziyun said quietly, and took back the musket, then turned and walked in the direction of the magic forest.

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Sa put the knife away and frowned unwillingly.

"Is it over?" The phantom of the opera muttered from behind like a shadow, "I'm sorry, I just moved into your shadow. I didn't expect _ Gang's strength to be so strong, gee. 」

"No matter whether the painting has to continue to be implemented, we can't just forget it." whisperd's tone is still so cold. "Go back. 」

"all right." The ghost thief smiled.

The figure of two people turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air with the wind.

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"Well, little brother, you want me to call a doctor."

A strong man carrying wood scratched his head in front of the house, anxious as an ant on hot bricks.

This _ is a city commonly known as the magic forest. Miao Yan met a strong man at the foot of the mountain, and he was getting on the bus with the wood shipped regularly on his back.

"Goodbye _, uncle, help her. 」

"I can't spell that kind of thing, but I only know that only the elders of the magic forest can treat other people's magic and so on! 」

Strong man words haven't say that finish, phlogistic meow ran to the wooden _ big box that can move on the magic forest.

This big wooden box, about the size of a room, can move freely up and down the trunk in this city full of houses.

Into the automatic control box, Miao Yan is even more worried, because this thing is rising at the same speed as sightseeing.

"Hurry up!" Miao Yan spat on the box. It seems that he is getting more and more confused.

At this moment, as if receiving a response, Miao Yan's body began to float, and then flew out of the box.

"oh! What's going on here? 」

The body can't help but float upwards, and you can see the box moving slowly when you turn around. It didn't take long for this flight to arrive at the mansion on the top floor immediately.

The floating body regained its weight on the pedal in front of the door. Miao Yan forgot etiquette and slammed the door directly.

"touch!" Inflammation meow this bump, wooden door properly grasp the _ time, when inflammation meow's body is about to contact open.

This sound is the sound of Miao Yan falling. The thrown well moon floats in the air ahead, and Hans floats beside the trunk as the pillar of this mansion, pointing to the well moon.

"How many times have I told you, meow, as a swordsman, you must not forget your manners. 」

Nostalgia once again reached Miao Yan's ears, and suddenly the anxiety disappeared.

"Teaching, counseling! When Miao Yan got up, the feeling of joy suddenly appeared.

"Hans just sensed your breath moving in the forest. I can understand your urgent need for a doctor, but you forgot your proper behavior because of impatience. 」

"Sorry, coach!" Miao Yan kowtowed to the coach and said, "But it's the first time my disciples have felt this way, so"

"I know. The coach interrupted Miao Yan's explanation that partners are really important, and you have done a good job in this respect. 」

"However, don't forget, you once got a punch on your arm. 」

"well! It suddenly dawned on Miao Yan that what the martial arts coach wanted him to do was to make a calm decision.

This practice is not enough, not enough for him at all.

"So you see, but psychologically, you have finished your homework to overcome fear. The language of a martial arts coach means "Miao Yan".

"Meow, is this girl Inoue? Hans moved Jingyue to another hospital bed and covered his whole body with blue light fluctuations in his hand.

"Yes, just now we met two men in black who wanted to take her away in the forest. 」

Yan Miao began to talk about what had just happened. The martial arts coach had a special reaction to the black man mentioned by Yan Miao, including meditation and frowning, while Hans kept nodding.

As soon as Ziyun appeared, the martial arts coach spoke.

"Ziyun came back? 」

"Well, coach, I dare ask the coach, is the man with the gun Ziyun?" Inflammation meow asked incredulously.

"Yes, he is Lei Long's younger brother, that is, your father's robe. 」

"Well, the disciple is a little confused. 」

The martial arts coach continued with a smile: "It can be said that he is the younger brother of an elder as big as your father. 」

Then there was a knock at the door outside, and Hans directly told the name of the person standing outside the wooden door.

"Ziyun? Come on in. 」

"I'm sorry." Ziyun's left hand _ doomsday, his right hand put the fire-pointed gun by the door. At this time, Yan Miao discovered that Ziyun was wearing a half-length armor under her shawl, and the side of her clothes was scratched, revealing a red wound.

"Master, I'm back. I'm sorry I didn't come to you first. I haven't heard that Master has recovered from illness. 」

"I am also a person who has just started activities recently. Once I am old, I am easily injured. " Coach Wu said wryly that Ziyun knew it was a hint.

Ziyun _ walked up to Hans with doomsday and gently put it on a long table. The martial arts coach stood up and motioned for the doomsday killer to lie in the hospital bed where he had just sat.

"Thank you, master." Ziyun moved the doomsday, and then she noticed that Miao Yan had been watching him.

"Well, I just forgot to introduce myself, but I don't have time in this situation." Ziyun smiled. "My name is Ziyun, and you are Miao Yan, right? 」

"Hey, how do you know?" Inflammation meow said in surprise.

"The rumor of the son of inflammation is so obvious that it was confirmed when I first met you. Seeing your crimson short head will also make people think of flames. 」

"Well" mentioned the flame, and Miao Yan thought of the knight.

When the time is up, the coach also said that he has matured psychologically, and the rest is just practice.

But if you need to practice a higher level of combat skills, you must have a certificate. Miao Yan couldn't help feeling the badge hanging on his chest at the thought of this.

So, he spoke.

"Coach, please let my disciple try again. I want to continue to practice a higher level of combat skills. 」

After hearing this, the martial arts coach's eyes showed trust, as if waiting for Miao Yan to say this sentence himself.

"Ha ha, really qualified to accept the test, but I am for illness. The martial arts coach looked at Miao Yan with a blind eye. His confidence was beyond words, and the martial arts coach could not stop him.

"So," the martial arts coach looked at Ziyun standing by, "you just had a fight with Ziyun, let me see your growth. 」

"Huh?" Ziyun and Yan Miao looked at each other at the same time.

"So you can pass the second try? 」

"Oh-"like this "? Miao Yan, what I want to see is not your winning or losing, but your heart. What the martial arts coach said next was even more surprising.

"You'll beat one of them to death. Hans is here anyway. 」