The rainstorm was flushed on the black trench coat of Scana. He squatted, and the rain poured out a large arc. His back seemed to be beaten ruthlessly, between the screen gas condensed, his blue and yellow eyes

The eyes look down, watching the movement of the people in the distance.

"Hurry up! You can't send this batch of goods, our heads are going to the ground! Give me a little bit!" A thick big man quickly waved his hand and was eager to move the goods to the dragon car.

"Today's batch of goods! You must give me on time! Otherwise, I will unscrew your head on the spot!" Dahan stared fiercely at the driver, his eyes stared like a copper bell, the driver nodded in fright, and he didn't dare to speak.

The cargo is a small wooden box. One of the people moved by one person, and two people carried them. It looks like a different thing.

He looked at the managing, counting the number of people.

He frowned and found that the number of people was inaccurate. The heavy rain rolled down like a bead in front of his eyes. He yelled angrily and pointed at all the porters and scolded: "Where is Jerian! Where's his kid!"

"Come here ... Lao Si head! I just went to the toilet, I'm sorry!" A thin brown -haired man sorry for a pull -up and his own trouser belt, wiped a face, and the rainstorm came from

The mole at the tip of his nose flowed down, and a touch of it was extremely abrupt. Jerian immediately moved his face and immediately moved to a small box.

"Don't you do it? Stink boy! If you want to work, you can pee more!" If you don't do it, get out of the ground! "Lao Si kicked Jerian's thighs hard, and Jerian almost fell.

The box shouted sorry, slowly put down the wooden box on the carriage, and the wooden box shake very unnaturally.

Stakana stared at that wooden box, which is the abnormal abnormal of other wooden boxes.

What is it?

Staka jumped from the shadow of a tree to the shadow of another tree, closer to that group of people.

When the wind was unsatisfactory, all the trees were washed all over again. Those beans's big tree condensed beads fell, smashed into the puddle under the tree, and smashed a huge wave water.

"You get in the car!" Lao Sitou took the four weeks, and this gust of gusts made him a gloomy mouth and drank between those trees: "Get on the car!"

The wooden box has been moved. Jerian is holding a box and is about to come up, but who knows that the carrier has heard the old Si Tou's drink, and he quickly whipped the dragon car. As soon as the dragon car ran, Jerian almost fell out.

Holding the box to catch up with the dragon car.

Lao Sito took the last wooden box and threw the last wooden box. The box flew into the dragon car from Jerian's head. The other operators jumped into the dragon car.

On the thigh of Jerian, a box, the box flew into the car, he took a relaxed and flew into the dragon car.

Jerian was kicked, and he fell to the ground immediately, fell out of a large pit. He immediately got up in horror and chased the dragon car.

"I didn't get on the car!" Jerian shouted with fear and frightened hands: "I'm not getting on the car yet!"

"Go to Uncle's head! Get off you!" Lao Si took a dirty head, took a pack of clean smoke from his arms, teared it out and trembled, and took one with a match.

In the rainstorm, Xu Xu Sheng was quickly dispersed. He disdainfully looked at Jerian, who was still chasing: "Happy, lazy ghost! You should die!"

"Salary! Sage! Laosi! Wages!" Jerry shouted while chasing, wiped the rain on his face in the rainstorm, and shouted eagerly: "Sage!

"Gong you! Eat you!" Lao Si head throwing the cigarette butau with the cigarette butt, and the burning cigarette head suddenly hit Jerian's head in the rainstorm.

On the muddy road passed by the dragon car, the loess and mud water wet the whole clothes like a mud man on his body.

The heavy rain washed in his back, as if beating his bone marrow.

"Oh-" Jerian coughing, spit out you in his mouth, dug the soil in his mouth, sat in the mud puddle difficult, and he wiped his mud face with a hand full of mud.

Under the entanglement of mud water and their eyelashes, watching the dragon car fly away.

"Damn!" In the heavy rain, Jerian smashed the puddle with his fist, splashed his face on his face, and rushed his face again.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!" Jerian smashed the puddle vigorously, like the soil that turned over in the soil, setting up the waves, and that's it.

Sikana stepped on, flying from the tree, and the continuous jump brought continuous rolling. The blue light and the golden light bloomed from his eyes, kicked one step, rolling between the woods.

[Those are, living creatures.]

Tian Mujian was also a little surprised. He reminded Scana [This is a major event, it is best to discuss long.]

"What is the big deal?" Scana's eyes always stared at the dragon car to reach the dragon car will not litter in the heavy rain. His black trench coat is like a rolling ribbon in the rain.

Block the advancement of Scana.

[I don't know.] Tian Mujian flashed with red light around Scana's waist [But I feel that there will be bad things that happen, this rain, it's so strange.]

"What do you mean?" Sika asked coldly, Tian Mujian's red light became brighter.

[I feel the breath of some old friends, for example, other magic swords like me are exuding terrible compression, it is angry.]

"Magic Blade, like you?" Scana looked at the carriage in surprise, step by step, leaving Skana's footprints on the tree, and then was flames.

Also disappear.

[Yes, it is anger. Little Cana, I can feel that the magic sword is sending an unprecedented anger. This rain is what she brings.]

"Does it have a name?" Scana speeded up, and in the golden pupil eyes, the dragon car became bigger and bigger, because Sika was getting faster and faster from the dragon car.

[Magic Sword, Artis.]

"Magic Sword, Artis?"

[It is the respect of the magic sword. The degree of sharpness is above me. If it is me, I dare not confront it easily.

The power of.] Tian Mujian paused and continued: [It has the ability to cut the student from the dead, because he has a crystal nucleus of a strong death.

That is, it is thorough.

"..." Scana listened, sinking seriously, and ran quickly in the mud. He adjusted his breath, so that he would not let himself find out for a long time.

[This is terrible ... The people who do not know it are only to be killed by it. In fact, they are equivalent to being chopped by the sickle of the god of death.

[However, it cannot talk to the owner of the sword like me, although it has its own consciousness.]

[It dedicated itself to power. The consciousness of the sword itself perfectly combines with its soul, it is the magic sword Artis itself.]

"He is angry." Staka stared at Laoshi's head and slowed down slightly. He obviously could feel that Lao Sito watched the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally. There was no shortage of shadow hunters under the rainstorm, or some letting some let

The fierce beast Warcraft that people are afraid.

[Yes, anger. To be honest, I never thought it would be angry, and it caused such a huge storm.]

"Where is it now?" Scana asked and slowed down. He stayed on the branches for a while, stepped out again, causing the interval again, and avoiding it too tightly.

[Hope it is not the destination of this group of people.]

"Frannos." Sikana's blue pupils suddenly appeared a map, which was a map on the edge of the entire Frank. Frannos was south of Fulan, where it was originally a small town.

, But relying on the geographical environment of Frank, it has become a larger city.

Frannos is equivalent to the back garden of the nobles of the Prince of Frank. It is moderate and moderate. It has a rich temperature and a beautiful scenery.

"Antonio. It's time to make a knot." Scana closed his eyes, the blue pupils recovered, and the weak blue light flashed.

[Twenty -one years ago, Fulan]

Peros grasped his cowboy hat to avoid being blown away by the wind. His long long hair was drifting by the wind, as always handsome.

He walked on the way to the college, and Tang Zilong, who was wearing a white coat, walked next to him. At that time, Tang Zilong was still immature, or even not wearing glasses. He was also a black hair at that time.

gray.

The other side of Peros is Ralfa. Lalfa is reading a book on the side of the road, and it looks like a nerd.

Next to Ralfa was Sika. At that time, Scana was wearing the magic robe of Fran. He looked serious and owed him to others.

And the person who owed him money was Kafte, and Kafte eaten the noodle slices leisurely, walking behind them.

Another person also walked behind them, the name was Cuoluo. He wore a magician's sharp -angle hat, a magic robe in Herlan, wearing magic boots, and holding a broom.

Fulan's magician generally does not ride a broom, and the broom is too useless in the prosperous Frank City. There is such a joke. Only the villagers ride the broom.

At that time, Bolan was a purely magic college, not a study college with miscellaneous subjects. The future Forbidden Magic Association forcibly asked the college's reform. Although this is a post -word, Tang Zilong and Peros who are not magical are the magic.

The beneficiaries of that reform, they became the mentor of Fulan as expected.

Parlos Tang Zilong walked in the middle, Scana and Ralfa walked in the inside, Kafte and Kolo walked outside, they were all handsome and elegant, so they were called the [Frank Mei Men's Troupe] nickname.

[Frankmei man] As soon as they went out, they were basically screaming. At that time, the handsome guys and beautiful women of Fran had to exclaim and cry when they met. No one didn't know their names.

Peros is the pet of their group. Everyone basically turns around him. Parlos is humorous and funny, and the philosophy is a head.

Known as Fenix ​​I.

Peros was too bold, because he had followed the archeological excavation of the master Phoenix instructor from the master Phoenix since he was a child. Seeing that there were more skeletons and strange cemetery strange scenes, he would not blink when he collapsed.

If you are not afraid of it, you are afraid of snakes.

The reason was that Peros accidentally fell into a dragon car full of edible snakes when he tracked archeological relics. Because of the negligence of the driver, he did not discover it as soon as possible.

Los has no way to open the door in the snake water. When it comes out, the snake becomes the shadow of his life.

Every time I mention this, Peros is soft.

Coincidentally. There is such a person, Antonio, his father Anthony is a mentor to study snakes, and Antonio also inherited the "father's business" of the instructor Anthony in Fulan.

At first, the two people didn't know anyone, and no one knew who, but at a college party, Antonio accidentally heard that Peros and the beautiful men's group complained that they saw those long cakes.

He couldn't get his mouth, he couldn't wait for the world without snakes. Antonio silently remembered in his heart. He thought that this was the biggest negation of his father and his research, and even insults.

At that time, Peros's complaints were surprisingly surprising. Just like a little grievance, the groups tried everything to restrain him with the fear of the snake, but it was not.

To overcome the snake, you have to meet the real guy. That is the real snake, where is the most snake?

Antonio.
To be continued...