Chapter 300

In the room, there was an air of extermination and a chilling cage shining on Duwei. Duwei only felt like a frog being watched by a poisonous snake.

The servant in grey behind blue ocean just stood there quietly, but after Du Wei said "enemy, friend" just now, his eyes fixed on Du Wei like an eagle, and his murderous spirit was also reflected on Du Wei.

Mingming is a guy who is not amazing in appearance and dressed as a servant. He doesn't have any expression on his face. He just stands behind the blue ocean with such a look, which gives Du Wei a sense of extreme danger. Such a sense of oppression, Dewey used to only feel in Hussein or Rodriguez such a master, but clearly such a servant can also have such momentum!

Ding, the teacup in duvet's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The gray servant's eyes were like a sword. Although Duwei felt a heavy burden, there was no trace on his face. He even turned his head and turned his profile to the servant without reservation. Then he looked at the blue ocean. With a smile on his face, he sighed and said, "Mr. blue ocean, it seems that you have made a decision in your heart?"

Blue ocean is huddled in a chair. He is tightly wrapped in a blanket. In the chilling wind of the early morning, he is like an ordinary old man. He stretches out his hand, shakes his teacup, takes a sip slowly, and then sighs. His sigh is full of fatigue, and whispers: "Duke tulip, if I want to fight against you, Why did you send my 80 disciples to me at the beginning... "

Du Wei gave a faint smile and his eyes flashed: "Mr. blue ocean, I just said that. At the beginning, your intention may not be simple. I'm afraid that if you help me pacify the northwest, it may not be selfish. Today you sent someone to invite me to come here... The so-called killing night with black moon and high wind... "At this time, Du Wei couldn't help looking up at the sky outside the window, with a cool smile, then turned his head and looked at the blue ocean tightly. Although his voice was relaxed, his eyes were dignified:" it's not night now, there is no moon in the sky, but the place is very quiet. In addition, the breeze and still water are also elegant. In such a quiet and elegant place, you can kill people and then bury them under your feet. I'm afraid it's very secret. If you die in such a place, even after you die, it's good to hear the sound of the waves day and night. "

LAN Hai laughs, then raises his hand and signals the servant in grey to leave. The servant in grey won't do it yet. Hesitant looked at the blue ocean, some hesitation in the eyes. Blue ocean sighed and said, "although you have been with me for so many years, your current cultivation is good, but when the man comes, you will stay here. I'm afraid that person can't catch one of his faces. Since I dare to sit here, I am sure. "

The servant in grey was determined to see his master's face. Although he was reluctant, he had to withdraw from the room. Slowly close the door.

When only Duwei and blue ocean were left in the room, blue ocean looked at Duwei and said with a smile, "now you can rest assured, I'm just a weak one. Is the famous tulip Duke afraid of a weak old man

Du Wei laughed: "there are no useless people under the gate of Daxueshan." After a pause, Dewey said, "what do you mean by 'the man is here'? When you say "that man", do you have an appointment with someone else besides me today? "

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

Dewey looked "old friend?" Blue ocean looked out of the window and took a deep breath: "there are many kinds of old friends. But this old friend is the one who wants my life After that, he turned his head and looked at Dewey with a calm look and said, "don't worry now, your highness. I invite you here just to be an audience."

Du Wei disapproved: "audience? I've always had little interest in being such an audience. Whether you kill people or others kill you, is it a very interesting thing to watch such a scene? Or does Mr. Blue Ocean have such a hobby that you like to be watched when you are killed or killed? "

Blue ocean laughed: "of course, I don't have this hobby. It's just that you have to be an audience today. I think your highness is in the northwest. Of course, I'm curious about Daxueshan. I'm waiting for this man today. He's a visitor from the snow mountain. "

Although Du Wei is full of doubts, he doesn't know how to ask again when he looks at blue ocean's enigmatic face. For a time, the atmosphere in the room was solidified.

At the moment, the morning wind was very cold. The old and the young in the room just sat opposite each other. There was only a pot of cold water between them. They didn't speak and kept their minds.

Finally, I don't know how long after that, the darkness of the dawn gradually receded, and a little bit of fish belly white appeared in the distant sky outside the window, and a little bit of light red print showed up in the faint morning light of the horizon. The blue ocean looked at the distance, as if it was going to rise, and then whispered: "time is almost up, and it's time for that man to come. I've made appointments with him so many times that he's never late, and today should be no exception. "

At this moment, Dewey's heart suddenly moved. He was a magician, and his sensitivity was far better than ordinary people. Although he had never heard a sound, his mental strength naturally reflected the whole building. At this moment, there was a strange feeling. It just seemed that a strange force had invaded his mental cage. Dewey tried to capture it with his heart, but it was too strange. The feeling of being invaded into his mental cage was just a flash. Obviously, I'm afraid that the spiritual cultivation of the comer is better than that of himself.

Du Wei had this feeling in his heart. He was about to speak when he heard the blue ocean sigh: "he has come."

With the sigh of blue ocean, Dewey suddenly felt a sense of alertness in his heart. He could not help looking up. He saw the screen near the door of the room, which was empty at the back. But for such a short moment, a figure appeared behind the screen. The man didn't know when to come. All of a sudden, just like a ghost“ After all these years, your ears are still very smart. "

The sound is soft and pleasant, which makes people feel close to each other. It's just that the sound falling into Dewey's ears seems to have a strange attraction. Originally, Dewey's cage reflected the whole mental field as if it were a stone thrown into peace. Suddenly, it can't keep the original peace. What's more, that person's voice is so strange, as if with a charm, people can't help being attracted. Even at that moment of speaking, even a magician with strong mental power like Dewey lost his heart.

But the blue ocean seems not to be disturbed by this. I didn't look at the shadow behind the screen. I just laughed and said in a low voice, "you didn't disappoint me, and you weren't late."

"It's a pity you let me down." The man had turned out from behind the screen.

Du Wei finally saw the man's appearance. He said that his white robe was just the white Shaman's costume on the snow mountain. His long silver gray hair was a little messy, and his eyes were covered by a few wisps of random hair on his forehead. After that, his eyes twinkled. As bright as the cold stars in the sky at night in winter. Duwei, a shaman in white on the snowy mountain, is no stranger. At the beginning, Duwei personally killed a shaman in white when he was fighting with the prairie people in the Northwest giliat city. During the peace talks with the prairie people, he also disguised himself as a shaman in white to deceive the messengers of the prairie peace talks. Therefore, Duwei could recognize the white Shaman's costume at a glance, but the man's costume was different. He wore a gold belt around his white robe. The belt is also equipped with a common style of grassland cutlass, which is very small, less than half the size of the ordinary cutlass, and the end of the handle is inlaid with a pearl the size of a thumb.

Dewey is not good at martial arts. But with the intuition of a strong man, we can see that the machete is not a decoration. What surprised Du Wei was that he knew a lot about Daxueshan, but he had never heard of a shaman in white who practiced both magic and martial arts. Moreover, as a shaman, he was openly equipped with weapons of a warrior, so his martial arts skills must not be inferior.

What makes Du Wei even more strange is that what blue ocean said just now is "old friends of many years". Du Wei also guessed that the visitors are probably not young, and most of them are of the same age as blue ocean. But look at this man. His skin is white, his face is pale, but there are no wrinkles on his face. If you look at his appearance, I'm afraid he is at least 40 or 50 years younger than blue ocean.

After walking out from behind the screen, the man looked at the blue ocean quietly for a while, and said in a calm voice, "you've been getting older over the years. I remember seeing you last time. You don't have so many wrinkles on your face. Have you ever been hurt since we last met? " Then he looked at Dewey again, his sharp eyes sweeping over him. For a moment, Du Wei felt as if he had been completely seen through. There was a faint strangeness and admiration in the man's eyes: "it seems that you haven't been idle these years, and you have received such an excellent disciple. I've heard that there is a warrior who is good at using" frost fighting spirit "in the mainland. It seems that his name is Rodriguez, and he has reached the level of paladin. Maybe it's him, I just didn't want to be so young. Although there are many disciples in Daxueshan, few of them have such outstanding qualities. "

"Don't get me wrong. He's not my disciple." Blue ocean took a look at Du Wei: "this is the famous tulip Duke on the mainland. He is a disciple of Gandalf, the demon master. He has a little connection with our big snow mountain. Today, I invite him to come here just as an audience. If I die, I'll trouble him to collect my body. "

When the man heard the name Gandalf, his eyes flashed a trace of fine awn, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly: "Oh? Gandalf, is that the guy who is known as the first magician on the mainland? It turned out to be his disciple. No wonder, no wonder. " With that, he just nodded and stopped looking at Dewey.

Du Wei noticed that when the man mentioned Gandalf, he was talking about "the first magician in the mainland". His tone was not respectful, but with a touch of disdain.

"Well, you and I have been waiting for this day for too long. In this case, we might as well start." Looking at the blue ocean, the man frowned and said, "but can you still stand up now?"

Blue ocean smell speech lightly sighed tone: "stand not stand up what difference.". Since you've been waiting too long for this day. Then you may as well do it. "

With a sigh, the sigh contains many complicated meanings, such as regret, emotion, intolerance, hatred and so on. Sigh did not fall, this person's body suddenly disappeared in situ, the next moment has flashed in front of the blue ocean. Even a strong man like Dewey couldn't see the action. I saw the man's palm gently waved, the palm suddenly burst out a group of hot light, the palm of the blue sea on the forehead down.

The blue ocean is wrapped in blankets, and it looks like a weak old man. It's already weak. Without a hissing sound, his blanket all over his body suddenly disintegrated and turned into countless pieces. The blue sea cage was shining in a silver white light. At the moment, a weak old man's eyebrows showed an air of awe inspiring inviolability. His hands, which he had hidden under the blanket, were gently pointed out, and there was a little chill between his fingers, though it didn't seem very cold. But the point to the man's chest turned into a roaring edge of ice. This person slightly smile, body hiss ground to back a step, originally empty that hand in own chest a block, again wipe, palm wave. The roaring ice ridge in the blue ocean was immediately collected by him. The man took advantage of the situation to push out again. The blazing light of his palm roared out, and the blue ocean looked awe inspiring. He raised his thin arms to meet him. The red heat and the silver cold collided with each other, and the red and the white immediately separated into distinct carry, but strangely, there was no life under the impact. I saw the blue sea hair flying, the whole body sleeve drum swing, obviously have done their best. But that person just a hit namely retreat, after a push body then lightly float to open, withdraw arm negative hand but stand. Nodded and said with a smile: "it seems that you are not old enough to move." Blue ocean is a little bit hard. Dewey is so close that he can see blue ocean's chest undulating slightly. There is still a red hot fire in the two cold air between blue ocean's hands. Blue ocean can't dissipate the fire with all his efforts. Finally, he has to withdraw one hand and hook his finger. A stream of water in the pot on the table is immediately sucked out by him. How powerful the white Shaman's fire spell is. Where can this little pot of water go out. But with the flow of water, the flame immediately seemed to find a place to vent. Suddenly out of the control of the blue ocean, along the water all the way burning down. I heard a few hiss, the water was vaporized by the fire and turned into a light white gas, but the flame did not stop at all, and quickly curled up on the kettle on the table. The silver kettle was vaporized in an instant, and there was no residue left. Dewey sat by and watched the two men fight, both of which were fast and short. Just seeing the white Shaman's flame, Dewey was even more frightened. This strange fire is so fierce that it can burn a silver pot without a trace. Dewey himself is an expert in fire magic, especially his skill of using dense fireballs to subdue people. Just ordinary flame temperature, where can instantly put this silver pot burning so! The magic on the snow mountain is really weird and powerful. At this moment, suddenly a figure came in from the outside, that is, the servant in grey. His whole body was silver, and his face was fierce. He said: "don't hurt sir!" With that, he stretched out his palm, and the fighting spirit in his palm instantly condensed into an ice sword. He flew forward, and people split it in the air. The sword was cold, and the fighting spirit of the ice became extreme. The whole room suddenly became cold, and the tip of the ice sword brought out a whirlpool of ice and snow mixed with tiny ice ridges, Roaring towards the shaman in white. Du Wei looked at his eyebrows and found that his appearance was not surprising. The power of the sword and the attainments of Frost's fighting spirit were almost comparable to those of Sebastian, the major general of the northwest army. Du Wei guessed in his heart that the gray servant's martial arts skills were level 8. A smile, the white shaman light whisper: "frost fighting is not so used." He spoke very slowly, the sword of the servant in grey came very fast, but at this time, time and space seemed to have a kind of disordered distortion. The servant in grey had stabbed him with a sword, but when he said this slowly, the sword had not stabbed him. It's not the first time that Dewey has seen this kind of distorted sense of space and time. Today, seeing this distorted and disordered scene of space and time, Dewey's heart suddenly jumps out two words: Holy level!!!