"who?"

The depressed mood and numbness do not mean the slackness of vigilance. The knock on the door in the middle of the night made Pandillia subconsciously question.

Click—

There was no response outside the door, but the door was quietly opened.

Holding the treasured dagger tightly in the wrapped coat, Pandilia retreated and tried to keep herself safely from the mysterious visitor who opened the door.

Perhaps she had guessed who was the visitor, and there was only one person who could open her door so unrestrainedly in Elin Castle, and this person was undoubtedly the current owner of the castle. However, when a strange man in a servant's costume was imprinted in her sight, her guard was even more alert.

She was disgusted with Overled, and although his words were really annoying, Overled at least still maintained the noble character of his noble character without any physical humiliation to her.

Not everyone is like Overled. Pandelia, the person who covets her beauty and body, has seen too much. Many times, she will deliberately disguise her appearance and try to make that delicate face no longer attract attention.

There was no impression in the mind of the strange servant Pandilia in front of her. Who was he? What did he want to do? All kinds of complicated questions filled her head. Just as she was about to scold her, but the sound of the servant speaking first immediately shocked her.

"It's me."

Pandillia will not forget this familiar voice. She had fantasized about the scene where someone came to save her countless times, but she never expected that the other party would appear in front of her on such an occasion.

"Xia Lan?"

Pandilia's hand holding the dagger tightly loosened, and her expression was filled with incredible expressions pointing at the strange face of the "servant".

The "Servant" had just a gesture of lowering his head and raising his head, and his face had returned to its original appearance.

"Come with me!"

The unchanging coldness is simple and direct.

Xia Lan waved her hand and gestured to follow her, and then she turned around and turned to the door.

Pandilia took a deep breath, and before she could feel the joy in her heart, she hurriedly followed the room behind Xia Lan.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Pandillia's attention was stunned by the scene of blood corpses scattered in the direction of the corridor.

Attendant, maid, guard...

How did he kill them silently?

"Walk!"

Without giving Pandilia time to be stunned, Xia Lan observed and sensed the movements around her, and then walked quickly towards one end of the corridor with a look of indifferent expression, and ignored the horror scene of the bloody corpse under her feet.

The candlelight on the swaying wall reflected two silent shadows. When turning left and right, they avoided the guards who were patrolling and alert as if they were foresighted. The thrilling process made people frightened. In fact, Xia Lan remained calm from beginning to end, and only Pandilia was holding Xia Lan's neck tightly and worried.

Through the intricate corridor entrance and across the withered and silent garden, under the dark night, Xialan and Pandillia were only separated from the outside of the castle by an open outer castle area.

The castle arrow tower and the firelight on the walls indicate the guards, and the area overlooking the castle from a high place is almost completely visible. If Xia Lan was alone, he could easily lurk in and out without being discovered. However, with a burden now, how to escape quietly from the castle has become a problem.

Kill out?! This is obviously a stupid act.

"hold me."

Relying in the shadow of the corner, Xia Lan probed her head and investigated the guards' situation and turned her head toward Pandillia.

"Ah?!" Pandilia immediately looked at Xia Lan in panic and said in panic: "You...you...what do you want to do?"

"You can't keep up with my speed and avoid the guard's sight. Now the only way is to hold me and escape together." Xia Lan said calmly.

"Oh, oh...so that's it... then. Please."

Pandilia's ears were slightly red. After getting Xia Lan's explanation, she opened her slender white hands and hugged her wide back. At this time, she had no extra time to think about it.

"Hold my neck tightly, don't let go!"

Feeling a slight sank behind his body, Xia Lan gently moved her body, twisted her neck and said low.

"I know."

As she said that, Pandillia's hands that hugged the other person's neck tightly wrapped around her even harder. Suddenly, her body lightened. Before she could react, she felt a biting cold wind rushing towards her cheeks.

With her silver teeth tightly closed her eyes, Pandilia let Xia Lan carry her back as if she was running like a storm. Her delicate body even couldn't bear it and began to feel dizzy.

This feeling did not last long. Because Xia Lan stopped moving, she opened her trembling eyes in confusion and asked quietly, "Why did you stop?"

“We are surrounded.”

Xia Lan squatted down slightly and put Pandillia behind her to the ground and said calmly.

"What?!"

Pandelia was shocked at once, and her eyes looked around vigilantly.

Countless fires were lingering, countless solemn and cold air, and at some point, layer upon layer of fully armed soldiers appeared around them!

"Smack--"

A crisp clapping sounded and the soldiers gathered in the distance made a way out, and Overleigh slowly walked out.

"It's worthy of being Mr. Drank Shalan. If I hadn't been prepared for it, I'm afraid you could have really avoided the guards of the castle and escaped with Princess Pandillia."

"Overliet, I can only blame me for underestimating you." Xia Lan stared at the other party and shook her head gently. "The perception of so many soldiers guarding ambushing me is impossible to detect. Your subordinates are not simple."

“It is my honor to be able to receive your praise.”

A man in a black robe walked out hoarsely, beside Overled, and said.

"Master? No, Magister of the High Gate?!"

Xia Lan's expression frightened, and in his perception, he keenly grabbed a mysterious aura emitted by the other party and said solemnly.

"You have a good perception and insight. You can actually recognize my identity. I believe you must have had a fight with the High Ring Mage?" The man in black robe said with a hoarse smile.

Xia Lan did not answer because at this moment his attention was attracted by another mysterious figure behind him.

"Upper middle level—"

A blue light flashed, and a long sword radiating with the inscription was tightly held in his hand. Xia Lan's breathing became heavier and alert to the two people on both sides.

Pandilia hid behind Xia Lan, and after listening to the conversation between the two sides, her inner fear had already spread.

The High Ring Mage, the legendary advanced caster who manipulates magic.

A powerful warrior with a middle-level upper level and a transcendent position.
Chapter completed!