Chapter 452 The Legend of the Forbidden Art

Ai Lin and others, who were wrapped in the black cloth master's robe and even covered with black cloth, stood at the entrance of a small town.

This town is not big, with only a cross-shaped street. There are only about a hundred and dozens of households, and the tallest building is a windmill.

On a mountain range not far from the town, there stands a big city. There are three huge columns of water in the big city, three strange fountains that keep erupting. From a distance, it looks like three white pillars, and the sound of water spreads to the town.

"That's Sanquan City. This should be Gunquan Town, right?"

Si Dinghan took out the map and looked at it a few times, and couldn't help saying.

"Idiot!"

Lin Luolan's face suddenly turned black again.

A stone tablet was erected on the roadside a few steps away in front of them, with the words "Gunquan Town" carved on it.

"Are your eyes used to vent your breath!" Meralei was also extremely speechless. For such an obvious thing, she had to look at the map seriously, and she was not sure.

"Oh? There is also a stone tablet here. Si Dinghan suddenly realized, and then he immediately turned his head and looked at Ai Lin. "What should we do next? Shall we secretly surround the two people's residence and then go in and catch them?"

"..." Lin Luolan and Merally were speechless.

"What do you think, Boss Fei Qiluo?" Si Dinghan also asked Fei Qiluo, who had been very low-key and had no sense of existence.

"Si Dinghan, of course you can't do this. We are not a team of thieves. We came to ask for advice on the way." Ai Lin interrupted very seriously.

"Yes, we are not the thief magician team... There's nothing we can do. We dress too much like the thief magician team, and the characters are chaotic." Si Dinghan smiled with embarrassment.

"Let's go!"

Melalei really didn't want to waste time with such a guy, so she walked ahead angrily.

"Golin Jam Shop... It should be here."

The town is not big. According to the information provided by the White Crane Warlock Team, Ailin and others quickly found the residence of the elderly and disabled teenagers mentioned by the White Crane Warlock Team.

This is a small yard with the signboard of a jam shop, but it is not a formal shop with a hall. It's just that, like many govian shops, part of its residence is separated, stacked with some shelves with several different jams on it.

Although it was already night, the door was still open. At a glance, Ai Lin saw a very thin, short-haired teenager who looked three or four years younger than him sitting on a chair inside.

The teenager's skin is a little too pale, but because of his thinness, a pair of eyes are particularly large. In addition, there is always a meek smile on his face that welcomes customers, so at first glance, it gives people a particularly well-behaved and pleasing feeling.

Seeing a large number of people suddenly appearing at the door, all dressed in masks, the teenager was obviously stunned, but immediately squeezed out a smile, owed his body on the chair, and asked softly, "What are you going to buy?"

"No, we are here to ask for something." Ai Lin walked into the door, looked at the teenager enthusiastically, and said seriously.

"What can I ask you?" Hearing Ailin's out-of-town accent, the teenager was stunned again.

"What's the matter?"

At this moment, an old voice sounded from the inside, a curtain was lifted, and an old man in an apron and stained with a lot of juice came out of it.

The old man's face is a little fierce. His forehead looks longer than ordinary people, his eyes are a little sunken, and his hair is also short, but his gray hair is erected one by one, and his eyes are particularly sharp, like the eyes of an eagle.

"It seems that there is no error in the message!"

Ai Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly, "Grandpa, we heard that you are the descendants of the forbidden art, so we rushed over specially. Grandpa, can you teach us how to recite the forbidden art?"

"What!"

The faces of the old man and the teenager changed greatly at the same time.

The thin and weak teenager's face was more frightened, and the breath on his body had not changed significantly, but the smell of the old man's body was obviously soaring, and a momentum that made people unable to breathe instantly filled the whole jam shop.

"Old man, we are not hostile."

Fei Qiluo's faint voice sounded.

He obviously felt the old man's murderous intention. If the atmosphere is not reconciled, the old man is likely to take the lead.

Lin Luolan and others also obviously felt this, but at this time, Si Dinghan muttered, "The White Crane Magician Team seems to be very unreliable! The news they gave us was fake. It was clear that the old man had been seriously injured and was about to die!"

"Are you afraid that you can't fight!" Meraley almost fainted with anger.

"Who the hell are you!" The old man's chest fluctuated violently, and obviously he was controlling his emotions. Because of Si Dinghan's words, the magic power outside his body fluctuated more violently, and he had reached the edge of taking action.

"Grandpa, we are really not bad people! We are from the Saint Dawn College team. I'm Erin. Ai Lin said enthusiastically and excitedly, and he directly tore off the black scarf with his face covered.

"St. Dawn College Team? Ai Lin?" The old man was obviously stunned, but the thin teenager couldn't help but sound in surprise, "Are you Ai Lin of the Holy Dawn College team who won the championship of the Star Warriors Cup College Championship of Aiqi Kingdom?"

"Ah? If you know him, then you must know me. I'm the most handsome Si Dinghan!" Si Dinghan was also excited, pulled off his mask, and then shook his hair hard.

"Sure enough, it's the same as the legend..." The thin teenager's face has not completely recovered, but a smile can't help but appear at the corners of his mouth.

"The Holy Dawn College team that was rewarded with a dragon egg by Bai Lasien? Is there any proof?" The old man's face was still very ugly. He took a deep breath, and his magic fluctuated slightly.

"The secret art of the Holy Life Gate can be proved." Ai Lin looked at the old man. There was a sudden shock around his body, and the strong breath of Shuyuan even roared.

The old man's eyes flashed violently. This kind of body seemed to suddenly open seven doors, and the surging breath of horrible number of magic particles could only be the secret art of the Holy Dawn College.

"Where did you hear that we are the descendants of the forbidden art?" The old man paused for a few seconds and still asked in an ugly voice.

"It was the White Crane Warlock team that told us that you had killed the members of the Sirius team with the Nianliu Forbidden Art, and then they happened to meet the escaped Sirius Warlock team members..." Ailin quickly told the process of how to get information from the mouth of the White Crane Warlock Team.

"Rieber, did the Sirius sorcer team actually escape? Aren't they all killed!" The thin teenager couldn't help exclaiming.

"The two dead appearances are a little strange. They turned into flying ash and scattered into white light. I was a little suspicious at that time. I didn't expect that they were really two leaking fish. Maybe they had some special magician weapons on their bodies." The old man's face became more ugly.

"The two Sirius team members who fell into the hands of the White Crane Warlock Team were actually killed by you think? You are too careless." Si Dinghan listened to the conversation between the thin and weak teenager and the old man and couldn't help saying.

"Shut up!" The old man's face was green and he shouted harshly.

"Wh!"

Si Dinghan suddenly felt as if he had been frozen by a piece of black ice. There was a feeling that he was suddenly thrown into a scary black well. He suddenly shivered all over and was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe.

"It's not safe here, young master. We must get out of here immediately."

The old man carried the thin teenager sitting in the chair directly on his back without stopping.

Lin Luolan's pupils shrank slightly.

The term "Young Master" only appears in some ancient families with ancient traditions.

In such an ancient family, the rank is clear, and the servant magician is absolutely loyal to the master.

And what made his pupils shrink slightly was that when the old man carried the thin teenager on his back, he saw that the teenager's two trousers were empty. Although it was not broken legs, his feet seemed to be atrophy. There was no muscle, and his skin was blue and white.

"Are we leaving here soon..." The thin teenager was surprised and a little reluctant, and his eyes were a little red.

"Since there is a fish that has missed the net, even the white crane magician team and them know... I don't know if there is any news before the Sirius magician team landed in the white crane magician team..." The old man gritted his teeth and said quickly. It seemed that he didn't even want to pack a piece of luggage, so he wanted to leave immediately.

Is it dangerous? What enemies are you avoiding... Are you afraid of who will come to you? Ai Lin looked at the old man and the thin teenager in surprise and couldn't help asking.

"I don't want to say anything more to you. Even if the forbidden art is passed on to you, you may not be able to learn it." The old man didn't want to answer Ai Lin at all. He directly and rudely pushed Ai Lin away and walked out from Ai Lin and others.

"Rieber..." The thin teenager looked at Ailin and others feebly. He seemed to want to stay. He also seemed to have heard a lot of the deeds of Ailin and others, and also wanted to be friends with Ailin and others, but he also knew that what Leibo was telling the truth and could not say that he wanted to stay.

"What's the danger? Whether you pass on the forbidden technique to us or not, we will try our best to help!" Without stopping, Ai Lin turned around and followed the old man and the thin teenager.

"Don't pester us, the enemy is not something you can deal with!" The old man shouted and cursed.

"We are real warriors, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, we will not be afraid." Erin continued.

"Dren't you hear me clearly? I don't want to see you again!"

"But... if you are in danger immediately, how can we not be saved?"

"Get out of here!"

"..."

Ai Lin followed the old man and the thin teenager all the way out of Gunquan Town.