Chapter 65 Weird Middle-aged Uncle!

"That beam of light just now was made by it..."

A lazy middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded beside Fengxuan without warning!

Feng Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank and almost condensed into a little! On his right is Sylvia, and the voice comes from the left!

But when he looked at the last ring on his left hand, he didn't see that there was another person on the left!

This person, like the last spiritual ring, appeared and was not noticed at all!

Feng Xuan turned his head away and looked to the left.

He didn't make any big moves, let alone defense, because he knew that since this man could come to his side silently, now he was pitiful with less magic and suffered internal injuries, and had no power to resist.

Moreover, if this person wants to kill Fengxuan, even if Fengxuan's defense is probably useless! You should know that although Feng Xuan was injured and had little magic, Feng Xuan's vigilance increased a lot than usual, but even so, he still did not realize that there was one more person beside him!

In addition, Feng Xuan's intuition told himself that the person beside him was not dangerous at all! This proves that at least at this moment, the person next to him doesn't want to kill Fengxuan!

On the left side of Fengxuan stands a straight or oblique middle-aged man. At first glance, you will feel that the middle-aged man stands straight, just like an electric pole, but at the second glance, you feel that his body is slightly tilted, like an unruly tramp, but at the third look, you will feel that he has become an electric pole again!

And looking at it again, you can no longer be sure whether his body is standing straight or slanted!

But whether he stands upright or obliquely, there is only one feeling that gives you, then this person is very sloppy and casual, just like a beggar who has just woken up, such idioms as diligence, dancing, cleanliness, etc., absolutely have nothing to do with such a person!

If you want to say that he is "bad clothes and bad food" and "bad food", he also describes it as a little decent! After all, look at him, a 1.8 meter, a messy head that seems to have not been washed for hundreds of years, his face is full of scum, and his eyes seem to be very hazy. He is wearing an ordinary cloth coat with several big holes, and a long cloth trousers with only one leg of his lower body, but his shoes are straw shoes woven with straw! And there is nothing else in the whole body except these costumes!

This is simply a middle-aged beggar from the slums!

If you want to say that this middle-aged uncle's whole body can be seen, it is the more popular face! However, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see that this face is more popular, because at a glance, it's full of scum and messy hair!

However, Fengxuan never judge people by their appearance, whether it is to the sexy Melissa or this middle-aged uncle who seems to be taken out of the garbage!

Feng Xuan heard the middle-aged uncle's question, but did not answer, because he knew that the middle-aged uncle seemed to be asking questions, but in fact he already had an answer.

Feng Xuan didn't say anything, but Sylvia wanted to open her mouth, but before she opened her mouth, the middle-aged uncle's voice sounded again.

"The cold bird... has mutated to such a big one! Alas... I haven't come to the taboo forest for several years, and the change has changed so much! Look at this piece... Tut! It's still two heads!"

The middle-aged uncle looked at the two-headed cold bird lying on the ground and analyzed it freely, but those hazy eyes made people doubt whether he could really see the things ahead.

"It should have just reached the top... The height has reached ten feet, haha, it's really interesting! If my savage daughter knows that there is such a creature here, she won't fly over immediately and dismember you! ......Hahaha......”

The middle-aged uncle laughed as he spoke. Obviously, the "barbarian daughter" in his mouth made him very happy.

The middle-aged uncle smiled for a while before he gradually stopped, turned to the eight-character steps, walked towards the two-headed cold bird lying on the ground, and said to himself as he walked:

"However, you should first mutate into a double-headed one, and then become a top-level warcraft! ...But what on earth has made you successful? ...Uh, it? Or is it? Is it it?"

The middle-aged uncle broke his fingers and walked to the two-headed cold bird, but his hazy eyes were really doubtful. Under that vision, he would step on the head of the double-headed cold bird and thought he was stepping on a small hillside!

And here, when the middle-aged uncle walked in front of the double-headed cold bird, the pupils that had gradually recovered in Feng Xuan's eyes condensed again!

It was not until this time that Feng Xuan realized that the two-headed cold bird lying on the ground had suddenly appeared until now and had not been up! According to common sense, the vigilance of a top-level warcraft cannot be lower than Fengxuan! But when Fengxuan found that there was one more person beside him, his two heads had been staring at Fengxuan's two-headed cold birds. How could he not find it!?

But when you look carefully at the two-headed cold bird, you will understand all the cause and effect! Because the body of the two-headed cold bird is trembling slightly! And those four eyes, when looking at the middle-aged uncle, are also full of fear and begging for mercy!

The truth, it turned out that the two-headed cold bird was not alert. On the contrary, it was after it was alerted that found that this middle-aged uncle made it extremely afraid!

What makes a top-level Warcraft extremely frightened? There is only one thing, two words, which countless people are pursuing--

Strength!

The middle-aged uncle's strength is so strong that he hasn't taken action or make a move, so that a mutant top-level monster directly succumbed!

Feng Xuan looked at the middle-aged uncle again, who was comforting the head of the two-headed cold bird with his thick palms. Feng Xuan secretly compared the middle-aged uncle with "he" in his heart, guessing that although the middle-aged uncle may be worse than "he", he may also be a strong man at the level of "he"!

It is very likely that this middle-aged uncle and "he" are either sworn in or good friends!

"So... Little double-headed cold bird, tell me, what made you successfully advance?" The middle-aged uncle stroked the head of the two-headed cold bird, gradually calmed it down, and then asked.

Of course, the middle-aged uncle uses human language, but this language seems to be a little different from what he usually speaks, and he can't tell the specific difference, but it feels a little strange.

What's more strange is that the two-headed cold bird actually understood what the middle-aged uncle said, as if the middle-aged uncle used the language of Warcraft!

After listening to this, the two first four eyes were aimed at Fengxuan. Its meaning is obvious. It is "Fengxuan" that helps it successfully advance.

It's just that when the middle-aged uncle looked at Feng Xuan, he misunderstood the meaning of the double-headed cold bird. I'm afraid it's hard for him to imagine that a magician who is not even a top-level can help a high-level warcraft successfully advance!

So naturally, the middle-aged uncle's eyes glanced at Feng Xuan's whole body - he was looking for Fengxuan's equipment. According to his guess, it might be a strange object on Feng Xuan, which made the double-headed cold bird successfully advance.

Just as the middle-aged uncle glanced at Fengxuan's whole body, suddenly, his hazy eyes suddenly opened, flashing two bright lights, and his eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky! At a glance, it seems that it can completely absorb the soul of the watcher!

As the middle-aged uncle opened his eyes, his body seemed to pass through time and space and came to Feng Xuan, and held Feng Xuan's left hand and observed carefully!

And all this happened silently! It's as fast as a middle-aged uncle who used teleportation or put time to rest!

The middle-aged uncle held Feng Xuan's left hand and stared at the ring that once appeared silently on his middle finger - the "Meng Ring". For a long time, only the star-like eyes were shining.

And here, Feng Xuan finally realized that he didn't know when the middle-aged uncle had held his left hand!

Such a speed...

Feng Xuan knew that the speed of this middle-aged uncle must have been exerting all his strength without magic! However, the middle-aged uncle has not used magic, and the speed is so fast that Feng Xuan has no reaction!

What would it be like if he was given a magic wand or a magic wand!?

"Sure enough... this middle-aged uncle and 'he' are at the same level..."

This idea slowly came out of Fengxuan's heart...