Magic Tower Starry Sky

Maybe someone is unconscious, but even if they leave, he is still the target of attention in the White Rose Chamber of Commerce. Not to mention that this goal also brought huge benefits, a sub-dragon, and a king-level sub-dragon, various essences purified by a lich, and some leftovers.

The seventeenth child of Marquis Shaobo, Thomas Shaobo sat firmly in the chamber of commerce, in his own room, listening to various reports from his subordinates. Especially after the material from the ground dragon appeared on the stage, he almost widened his eyes, and asked about a protector who had wandered in the dark world beside him.

"Could it be some other land dragon, not the one we know?"

"Are there any other ground dragons around here?" The old man squatting next to the bookcase and playing with a knife asked back. Then, as if explaining himself, "Well, there are others. But at least they killed a ground dragon, and you can't deny that. It's not that easy to kill."

"Then are you sure to take him down, by any means?"

"If you don't think that the method I know can be done, that guy wouldn't be alive now, and he would have been taken care of by my peers long ago. I humbly say that I am very good, and I can even be said to be the best in this industry. But To deal with a lich, and a magician who doesn't know how to do it, I can only advise you to stay as far away from them as possible if you can't become their friend. In fact, I will do the same."

"What a disappointing suggestion."

"If you see the end of that annoying McDonnell with your own eyes, I believe you agree with my suggestion. Although the guy who grows up to such a size and will cry and go back to his mother deserves such an end. But it doesn't mean I I just want to have the same ending as him.”

"What happened? Missing? Who knows where they went, maybe everything is fine."

"The ending is not important, what matters is that we are irresistible. There are no signs, no magic fluctuations, no spells, and I don't even know how it happened. And what is the most interesting news, do you know?"

Halfway through the speech, the little old man who was playing with the knife stopped, and looked at the noble queen who had not yet received the title with sparkling eyes. Familiar with the old man's bad personality, Thomas asked helplessly: "Okay, okay, what's that interesting news?"

"Hey hey, do you know how many people sneaked up on that person in the middle of the night while he was sleeping, and then what happened?"

"What is it?" Thomas asked perfunctorily.

"Pfft, gone, just like what happened to that bearded bastard."

"Even if you are asleep, is there no opening?"

"Yes, that's what I want to emphasize. What happened to that man was so weird that you couldn't even understand whether it was the man's problem or whether it was because he had a lich protecting him. Not sure if it was Whoever is playing tricks is the one who needs attention, don't provoke a magician...well, a group of magicians."

"uh-huh."

"So, why do you want to trouble that magician, you kid who has enough to eat and has nothing to do? Do you want to share some benefits in that feast of rewards?"

"No, I'm just upset that the woman he brought is prettier than me."

"A lich? Are you out of your mind?" The little old man looked at the noble son who was pretending to be dissolute with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Have you ever slept with a lich?"

"Not really."

"Don't you want to try?" Thomas's words made the ugly old face even more strange, and he changed his words: "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it. Since there is no chance, stay away from him .I don't want the bounty, but the woman."

"Boy, choose wisely. I know you can always make smart decisions." Withdrawing the knife, the hale and hearty old man, ready to run at any time, breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was that this master would provoke the other party and implicate himself. Fortunately, this person is not so stubborn, he can still tell the difference between strong and weak.

But the other group of people are not so easy to be kind.

Under the protection of a group of followers, the old woman, who was barely able to walk with a cane, broke into a small fortress-like courtyard aggressively. Although there were warrior guards and apprentices from the owner of the courtyard, a group of people either did not dare to stand up to stop them, or after they stood up, they were knocked away with a wave of the old woman's palms and vomited blood, fell to the ground and couldn't stand up for a long time.

The old woman yelled all the way in her loud voice, which was completely different from Long Zhong's old-fashioned voice: "Herta, where is Horta."

"Grandma Youjia, I'm here. You mustn't tear down my house, there are a lot of things I've worked so hard to collect."

A somewhat aged but gentle and handsome male magician came out from the corner of the corridor and met the intruders. He stepped out while wearing a rather peculiar nightgown of stars, and his bronzed body could be seen under the nightgown.

Normally, the old woman would not mind using a man much younger than her to seduce her eyes. But today is different.

A woman following behind the male magician also came out from around the corner. Wearing a similar robe, she walked up to the magician and said affectionately, "My lord, who is this mother-in-law? How dare you be so angry and offend your majesty."

Things were urgent, and the old woman who was in a bad mood didn't say anything, when she raised her hand, there was a magical shock wave that caught people off guard. The poor woman was directly beaten to the wall, and the blood seemed to explode, staining the wall red. Only then did the old woman grit her teeth and say, "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"

Looking at his female partner who was not finished yet, **** and **** on the wall, Huerta softened his whole body. Weakly said: "Well, I personally hope that you will shut up the person first, and then do it if the other party doesn't listen. I think this order will be much better."

"Shut up, too!"

Being reprimanded like this, Huerta immediately closed her mouth and tidied her clothes obediently, not daring to show dissatisfaction at all.

The star robe actually represented the classification he was good at, and most of the furnishings in the room were related to astrology. But he is not an astrologer who is despised by the magician community. Horta O'Brien is a rarer and highly respected prophet among the mage community, a person who knows the past and the future.

However, considering the many unpredictability of predicting the future, it can be said that there are no people who can make accurate predictions. For as soon as the future is spoken, that future no longer exists. Midi people's cognition of 'prophecy' is more advanced than that of Earth people.

But if you want to know the past that has happened, the magicians who can be called prophets are like all-weather video cameras with no blind spots in the whole area. As long as there is a related item as an introduction, they can get everything related to this introduction. Of course, the price that must be paid is not expensive, otherwise it will become a routine method of criminal investigation.

And this Horta. O'Brien is in the city of Pilsen, and he is the top figure among the prophets. It's not a very important matter, and it's not his turn to do it at all; it's not a small person or a small family who can invite him; and it's usually not a good thing to invite him.

The mother-in-law Yujia who broke into the door was Horta. One of O'Brien's old clients, and one that he dared not disobey.

Generally speaking, for a prophet like him, it is almost instinctive to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. Sometimes all it takes is an inspiration, a slow step, and things can turn the corner. But what Granny Youjia is good at is the curse that is hard to avoid even for a prophet like him, and it is hard to guard against.

Of course, this mother-in-law often came to the door in order to combine his abilities. Use some introductions to find unspecific objects related to the event and then curse the other party. This combination of abilities really allowed the great magician called Granny Youjia to eliminate enemies who were hiding in the dark and did not know their identities more than once.

Sometimes knowing the identity of the other party, but unable to show up in person; or knowing who it is, but not knowing where it is hiding, Granny Yujia will also come to Huerta, and use his ability to curse and kill her. kill the enemy.

In the beginning, Huerta would reject such things and use his ability to curse and kill others. But as time goes on, once you get used to it, you won't reject it.

I especially remember that when I met Granny Youjia for the first time, the other party proposed a reward that was hard to give up. At that time, I really wanted to refuse, and proceeded according to the original plan. At that time, the conditions ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ proposed by the other party became two items. One is for generous rewards, and the other is for his own life safety.

Not only for the sake of his own life, but also for the reward, it is not an exaggeration for Huerta to say that he is responsive to this person. So when he saw Granny Youjia's figure appear, he still welcomed her very much.

As if to resolve the previous embarrassment, Horta O'Brien spoke first: "Grandma Yujia, who is blocking your eyes this time?"

"My child, my most beloved child is gone! Gone! Although I was told that he was just missing and would come back to me sooner or later. But I have a feeling, a very unpleasant feeling, that my beloved The child is dead. I hate, I hate! I will curse those who dare to kill my child, and let them live in pain and suffering for life after life."

The old woman's emotional remarks also shocked Horta O'Brien. He was very impressed with the big boy with the beard. Even though he is old, he still behaves like a child, acting willfully and recklessly. Especially when he caused trouble outside, there was a time when he didn't ask his mother to come forward to deal with the aftermath. In this life, it seems that I have never heard of that guy doing a good thing.

It can be said that it is surprising that people are gone now, but it is not surprising. In all fairness, Huerta thinks it is a good thing that there is one less evil in this world. Of course, these words are impossible to say. Because of the death of her only son, Granny Youjia, who had already fallen into a semi-crazy state, said through gritted teeth:

"I will curse the person who killed my child, I will curse the person who killed my child! All related parties will go to **** and accept the endless torture!"