Chapter 563： contradiction

Chapter 563 contradiction

The identity of the coming is the sectarian witch of the extreme sect.

Moreover, in the middle of this group of people, Anger also saw a familiar figure.

- Saladin.

After the sorcerer entered the store, the arrogant magic made most of the apprentices in the room shut up. Some people even secretly opened their legs and hid behind.

The name of the sorcerer is notorious for the entire southern region.

Unscrupulous, unappealing, cold and cold, coupled with strong power, these are synonymous with the sorcerer.

They entered the store, even if other apprentices did not know the specific names of the group, but they knew that they were raging witches, and they were already scared.

There is a fat man with a fat body, sneaking to touch the back door, and then leave the shop.

But when he pushed the door open, a knight's fine sword flew away, steadily slid across his pocket, and the inside of it fell into the ground.

The short fat man was shocked and leaned against the wall, watching the black robes who had thrown out the fine swords and walked over.

"What are you doing! I am... my tutor is..." The short fat man was timid and hesitated, not knowing what to say.

The soft-skinned man in black robe approached and looked at the scared, short-skinned, short-skinned man with a disgusting look on his face: "It’s not decent, you can actually become a talented person."

The short fat man didn't dare to answer, but the man did not do the radical action. From the items dropped from the short fat man's pocket on the ground, he took out a white plant like a spider web.

"Arachnid, the abyss of the abyss, has a chance to produce wisdom." Another raging wizard came over, a flame rose from his hand, and the next second was a low-order magic plant. For the gray.

The short fat man saw it, but he couldn’t say it in one sentence.

Finally, the man in the black robe softly kicked his ass: "Go, waste!"

Being insulted, the short fat man was not angry and rejoicing, and he climbed up and ran out of the door.

In the process of running, he turned over an iron cage on the other side. Inside, a girl with gray curly hair fell with the iron cage and fell to the ground, just in front of the black robe soft man.

His brows were vertical and his eyes narrowed to the girl.

The girl is just a mortal. Originally, when this group of raging wizards came in, it was already frightened by the strong magic power. At this time, the cold-faced man lost an eye-catching arrow, and his face was pale and pale. Like a human being.

The black robe soft man squatted down and leaned closer to the shivering girl.

Everyone knows that the wizard's attitude toward the mortal, even if it is a wizard apprentice, has a superior sense of superiority in the face of mortals.

Seeing that a **** case is about to happen, even the cat-faced girl next to Angel can't help but open her eyes.

However, the facts are somewhat unexpected.

The soft-skinned man in black robe gently stroked the iron cage and asked the girl a little more than a octave lower than the previous short fat man: "Are you okay?"

The girl did not know how to answer, shaking her head in horror.

"It's okay." The black robe soft man manipulated a magical power, swayed the girl's scattered hair, and then walked around her to other cages.

This sudden gentleness made Anger somewhat suspicious. He suddenly did not understand the thoughts of this group of people.

"Check out the illegal immigrants, you don't have to care." The black robe soft man faint.

Behind the raging wizards, they all dispersed and began to test the aliens here.

"Are they all like this?" Angel whispered to the cat-faced **** the side, who looked back and understood it.

"You are asking me?" The cat girl pointed at herself.

Anger nodded. "They usually come here to check the so-called aliens?"

The cat-ear girl secretly glanced at the group of black robes who were unscrupulously inspecting the "goods". There was a hint of anger on the face, and whispered to Anger: "Yes, every time, they come over, really. I’m bored.”

Anger frowned. "Why can they check?" Although Kirk Street is considered "black street", it is also under the jurisdiction of the Machinery City. From the magical eyes and the guarded wizards in the Machinery City, it can be seen that Rosen is an extremely obsessive person. Does he care about this law enforcement of the Passover right?

The cat ear girl looked at Angel in some surprises and was waiting to be answered. Black leather boots, accompanied by the sound of the knight's sword, appeared in front of them.

"Why do you check? I will answer you."

He spoke of a soft man in a black robe. I don’t know when he stood in front of Anger. Indifferent face with a hint of ridicule: "Regulations? We rely on it, its approval."

The man reached out and pointed to the sky.

Anger’s eyes narrowed and seemed to understand something. A faint smile: "It turns out that it is no wonder that Master Rosen will close your eyes with your actions."

The black robe soft man had some accidents, and the hooded man in front of him was the only one in the whole shop who could not feel the fear. He looked up and down with Angel, and he perceives that the other is like a third-level apprentice.

"You..." The black robe soft man's voice has not yet fallen. Saradin, who has been standing in the ranks of the wizarding team, suddenly moved his ears and looked back at Angel: "It's you! You have already advanced?!"

Anger looked at the past. "Saladin, it’s really a good thing, I can see you here."

Saladin looked at Angel, with a clear expression of fear.

His frightened expression not only made the black robe soft man stunned, but even Angel was confused, wondering what Saladin was afraid of?

"Sadin, what's the matter with you?" the man asked, frowning, and then pointed to Angel: "Who is he?"

All the people present, the focus was transferred to Anger.

The cat-ear girl also looked at Angel with a suspicion, and seemed to be licking his identity.

Saladin was silent for a long while, her lips moved, and she said to the soft-sex man in black robe.

After listening to the man, it seems that he knows the identity of Angel, thinks for a moment, and finally does not say anything, slowly receding.

The man’s attitude makes the people present more curious about who Angel is. Even the sorcerer must give him face.

Anger is also quite surprised, but he is very clear. He didn't think it was to give him face. The big probability was to think of Sanders standing behind him, and last time because of Anger, Sanders took the initiative to counter the "magic teacher" Bogula, but also let Ange In the heart of Sanders, he painted a big question mark.

What's more, Sanders is in the Sky Machinery City, there is no need, why bother to touch the head.

After a long while, the sorcerer seemed to have checked the red powder hall, and found no aliens, and they retreated like a tide.

Before they left, Angel noticed that the color of fear in Saladin’s eyes had never faded. This made him suddenly remember that when he met Saladin in the sea of ​​purification, the other party was under his “fear of fear”. It seems to have seen something, and finally fled with fear in the delivery reel.

At that time, the color of fear on his face was almost the same as it is now.

Looking at Saladin gradually disappearing outside the store, Anger tempted and said to him: "Devil? Or the will of the world?"

This sentence is what Saradine had said before she disappeared. Anger did not know what to do, simply use this sentence to test him.

When Saladin heard this, the pupil slammed and looked at Angel with a timid look.

Then he took a nap and disappeared at the end of the street.

......

After the savage wizard left, the Red Powder Pavilion remained silent. Although the guests began to re-go to the cage to pick the favorite goods, but there are always people's eyes, secretly looking at Angel.

At this time, the short fat man who had escaped from the store, walked in.

The clerk waiting at the side said: "Hurry up, bring the half fox man to me, I will take her away today! Also, where did I drop the thing? Who dares to touch, I am out he!"

The pile of things that fell from his pocket was nothing more than a pile of broken copper and iron, and no one was involved.

Not long ago, when faced with the ravages of the wizard, the fart did not dare to let go. But facing the group of first-class apprentices in the store, they are like grandfathers.

Whether in the wizarding world or in ordinary mortals, there should not be too many such people.

With his heart, it is impossible to become a formal wizard. As the former black robe soft man said, such a person can become a talent, it is a waste.

The short fat man seems to have begun to pick up the group of savage sorcerers who left before: "The group of people, but they can only bully these small shops; give them ten courage, he dare to go to the sky auction to check? Every day, the sky auction has slaves from different countries. The origins are still unclear. They are not afraid."

"I also said what to do for the will of the world, not to speak with strength, in the face of an auction where a wizard is sitting, they are ashamed!"

Although the words are rough, the reason he said is not rough.

Indeed, the group of people only dared to make trouble in these small shops, really want to go to the sky auction, even if the extreme sect of the black robe came, did not dare. This is the foundation of the Sky Machinery City.

At this time, there were other guests who agreed: "Don't say that the sorcerer is sitting in the town, even the store in Pierre, they are not afraid to go."

The topic has fallen, no one continues to talk, but Angel is somewhat curious.

He glanced at the cat-haired girl who had been silent on the side, curiously: "Why didn't they dare to go to the store in Pier, could he still have a wizard sitting in the town?"

If there is a wizard sitting in the town, then why does Pieryer go to a deep exchange meeting to promote his shop?

The cat ear girl originally had some slow treatment for Angel, but after a smashing of the wizard, she seems to faintly know that Angel's identity is extraordinary, and there is more respect in the speech: "No, Pierce's punk talent There is no sorcerer sitting in the exchange market, his own strength is not high, but his 'goods' there, the strength is good... the power of gathering, the group of raging wizards do not dare to really fight."

After listening to the description of the cat ear girl, Angel is still a bit stunned.

Although I don’t know if the “goods” in her mouth are good, why would I keep Pier’s shop from suffering, but now it seems that I want to find a slave in this street, maybe I’m going to go to Pier Look at the store.

(End of this chapter)