Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 "Oh, **** it, Butcher, can you take it lightly?" Zhao Mai was licked by the tongue of the food reserve. He was having a wet dream. There was a corpse on the ground around, but there was not much **** smell coming out. It seemed that the sand and mountains here were constantly absorbing something from the corpse. This is also good, other monsters will not be attracted for the time being, and their state can no longer withstand another attack.

　　 In addition to Zhao Mai and Butcher, two others are still alive. One was a halfling who was still in a coma, lying upright beside Zhao Mai, possibly waking up at any time, and the other was "Grandpa", the leader of Sand Pirates.

　　 "What should I do now?" Butcher frowned, still not very clear. The psychic power is like this, like the maggot of the tarsal bone, it will never stop until the goal is reached. In many cases, psychic powers will use the power of the "host" to complete their work, so once they are recruited, it is difficult to remove them by themselves.

"Butcher, please collect the supplies from them and see what they can use." Zhao Mai probably saw the embarrassment of his friend. Although he is not sure which spell caused it, it does not affect it. He makes a decision. Just after Butcher turned and walked away a few steps, Zhao Mai inserted the dagger into the halfling's eye socket and lost his mind.

　　 This is much simpler and safer than finding the heart in the rib gap.

　　 The service target of psionic power is gone, and time will help Butcher slowly free himself from the spell.

　　 "Oh, it seems that I am also dead." Grandpa laughed bitterly, and looked down at the wound on his chest and abdomen. The blood flowing out now has become very viscous, and the color has become like ink, like the color of a crow feather, the color of a death messenger.

　　 Zhao Mai looked at him, first raised his hand to cast healing spells for himself and the reserve food, and then healed. The magical light on his hand and the rapidly healed wound made "Grandpa" very excited. Just as a long-driving traveler saw the clear stream, her eyes were full of longing.

　　 Zhao Mai took the giant tooth beast in his arms, and then sat in front of him. "Want to live?"

　　 "Of course!" The leader of the thief straightened his body hard, struggling to suppress his heavy breathing. "Who doesn't want to live?"

"Even if this is a sad, hopeless, cruel world, do you want to continue to live?" Zhao Mai tilted his head and looked at his wounds, pretending to be very understanding and said: "Okay, but now the treatment and treatment will take a while. There is no difference in treatment, and I cannot guarantee that I can heal you. Moreover, the biggest problem is that I feel uncomfortable every time I use a spell, so you need to give me a reason to heal you."

　　 "You are going to Tyre, and I can take you there. I can tell you where there is water and where there is a safe hotel along the way." Grandpa said quickly.

"The two of us can come out of the endless sea of ​​sand, or continue to walk, it's the same without you. So..." Zhao Mai's eyes were calm, not moved at all, and said in a stubborn voice like a stubborn stone:" anything else?"

"I... I still have money, steel coins, I found them from desert ruins, they are quite valuable, more than two hundred coins, all for you! You can immediately become a rich man, a slave owner, or a city of Tyre The official, Templar! I also know the high-ranking Templar in Tyre. He is my nephew, and I can introduce you to it, which will save you a lot of trouble!"

　　 If there is a cold **** in this world, then Zhao Mai’s voice is like this: "Anything else?"

　　 "I..." Grandpa roared from his throat, like an angry mastiff. His eyes were red, anger, unwillingness and humiliation came to his heart, accompanied by a stream of black blood pouring from his stomach.

　　 "I know you have doubts about me. This is very common in the desert. I have a map to help find the road. Do you think I will always carry a map to deceive people?"

　　 "What you said makes sense, no one will do that unless there is a plan." Zhao Mai stood up, the light of magic gleaming on his left hand. Walking to "Grandpa", Zhao Mai put his hand on his shoulder. "Why did you deliberately let the praying mantis attack me?"

　　 "Ah, because..." As soon as the leader Sha Pirate uttered a few words, he felt a sudden light in front of his eyes, and then a chill in his chest. Zhao Mai covered his eyes with the palm of his hand that used the light technique, and then pierced the spear blade of the giant beast into his heart.

　　 "Although I think your approach is right, it is always a disaster to keep him, but you are still so young, let me do the killing."

　　 Zhao Mai drew out the spear blade and looked at Butcher somewhat unexpectedly: "Do you think it is bad for me to do this?"

　　 "Right" and "good" are often not the same thing, Zhao Mai can hear the difference between the two.

"Because you are still young, I think you always travel alone, except for a dog, you don't have too many fetters. At this time, you can easily lose yourself and fall into the joy of killing. I have seen many young boys , Of course, most of them are younger than you. Many of them turned into guys who only kill and grass."

"Oh, I wouldn't be like that. Actually, I have a home in a faraway place. If it wasn't for the guy who ran the aircraft and hit us, I might be playing with my parents and younger siblings now." Zhao Mai wiped the gun. Blade, said to Butcher: "I always remind myself to be kind to others, but there are always people who bully me. I can only force myself to resist this kind of person. I can't realize the joy of killing, I'm just afraid that if I don't do it, I will No chance to go back."

　　 "If you have a home, then you have a home." Butcher said: "However, if you encounter murder, leave it to me. I'm already standing in the mud of blood, so I don't have to clean myself."

　　 "I think you have left the mud, really." Zhao Mai began to check the spoils.

　　 Butcher took out everyone's pockets and put the things together. "Hey, Mike, I found two books on the halfling, he is still a mage!"

　　 "I'll take a look." Zhao Mai took the books, one of which was a diary, which was also used as a ledger, which was of little help to them for the time being. The other one is very interesting, it is actually a training guide for psychic powers.

　　 "Can you understand?" Butcher flipped through it himself just now, and the text on it looked like a heavenly book to him. There are too many secrets hidden in his companions. He gradually determined that he had taken a space trip, and it would definitely not be Glarion.

　　 "Yes, I can understand. This is the Psionic Handbook, the tricks of halflings." Zhao Mai put down the book and decided to confess everything to Butcher. "I am a space traveler. Neither the planet Atas nor your hometown, Glarion, is my hometown. I am not strong, and all space travel relies on the deformable car. So If you want to go back, you still have to find a way to dig out the car."

"Go back, what are you kidding?" Butcher suddenly laughed: "I had to hide in the north because of my notoriety, and then I hid in the valley because of Kelmanga. I am finally free now~www. NovelMTL.com~This is a new world, right, Artas, Artas, what a good name!"

　　 "What happened to Kelmanga?" Zhao Mai asked curiously.

　　 "When I get better someday, maybe I will tell you." Butcher patted the dust off his hands, took a rag and wiped his sword. "Don't worry, I will help you dig out your car. I will help you wherever you go. But there is an exchange condition. You have to teach me the local language and the ability of halflings."

"You mean psychic powers?" Zhao Mai looked at the book in his hand and scratched his head: "First of all I am not sure if I can fully understand it, and I don't know if outsiders like you and me can learn the local strangeness. Yes. But I can at least fully translate it to you, and there is no problem in teaching you the local language."

"Then it's settled." Butcher retracted the long sword in its scabbard and pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Come on, I will teach you how to pick up things from the corpse. Our clothes, shoes and all our outfits are all You have to be like a local."

"I think so too." Zhao Mai nodded: "We are going to Tyre, which is also one of the largest cities here. It is important to go to the countryside and do what you like. From now on, I will gradually teach you the local language. Speaking in simple words."

　　 Just like that, one teaches one, and two cleans the battlefield. They found the map on the white robe sand thief, and they found the spirit spar in the praying mantis, which will be very helpful for them to develop psychic powers. Then the two gathered all the supplies for more than a dozen people, put on suitable clothes and equipment, and while talking in the local language, they embarked on the road to continue to the city of Tyre~www.NovelMTL.com~ welcome book friends Come and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ For mobile users, please go to read.