Chapter 50 People you want to see and people you don't want to meet

After saying goodbye to Wang Ziheng, Leng Yan did not return to the city master's mansion, but walked out of the city.

I don't know why Leng Yan felt restless at this time. At this time, people are cleaning up the battlefield on the edge of the wall. On the one hand, people are collecting the bodies of Warcraft, and on the other hand, they are repairing the wall.

The cold flame stepped on the back of the golden retriever and left the city of fog unimpeded all the way. She didn't know why she just went out and walked west.

The edge of the dark fog forest can be seen not far from the west. The cold flame stopped there, frowned, and the sound of summoning felt was clearer.

I don't know when there was a cold sweat on the back of the cold flame. It was the last day of Warcraft's siege, and there was a dangerous atmosphere everywhere in the fog forest.

In fact, Leng Yan doesn't understand why these monsters still have a planned attack on the city of fog, and even there will be a pause for a period of time at night!

Does Warcraft still need to rest?

The cold flame only felt a throbbing in Dantian. The beads that had been burning flames actually moved. With the rolling of the beads, the meridians of the whole body trembled.

What is

?

In the form of a fierce beast with a big mouth in the form of the fog forest, waiting for the cold flame, the cold flame forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and walked towards the fog forest.

The more forward you go, the clearer you feel. From the first time you noticed the bead ignited by the flame, the cold flame has a strong desire to explore. Unfortunately, there has been no clue.

This was the first time that the beads wanted to move, and Leng Yan decided to explore it clearly.

A little deeper, but I found that it was quiet and terrible in the fog forest. At this time, there was no warcraft!

"Master, the siege of Warcraft is actually controlled by mythical beasts, and it is a high-star mythical beast." Bai Ling is already a mythical beast. Although he is young, he has also been in the pile of monsters. Naturally, he knows that he is much better than the golden retriever, a holy beast that has followed him since childhood.

"The Warcraft siege is mainly to gather the monsters in the fog forest. Originally, it was a tide of siege beasts in one go, but because of the command of the mythical beast, it became very hierarchical.

"High-star mythical beasts can control the beast tide through pressure, and even divide it into several waves. High-star mythical beasts already have human wisdom. The reason why they rest at night is not only because the warcraft needs time to breathe, but also because the excitement of the mythical beast to control the warcraft is also time-limited."

"Obviously, this time the beast tide is commanded by a powerful high-star mythical beast, because it has been commanding the siege of Warcraft for a very long time. If it is a low-star mythical beast like me, it can only support the siege of Warcraft for two hours."

Bai Ling lay on the head of the golden retriever, grabbed the golden retriever's ear with one claw, and licked his paws from time to time, which was very leisurely.

"So, where will this mythical beast that directs the beast tide be?"

Bai Ling's eyes lit up, and then dimmed a little. He said, "There is a mountain peak far away from here. There is a powerful mythical beast, and there is more than one. Every few years, a mythical beast comes out and commands the Warcraft to attack the city."

"If it is the most powerful mythical beast, it will face a big war. This time, it is obviously the strongest mythical beast in command."

Bai Ling's words suddenly reminded Leng Yan of the mountain he had met. When he passed by, Golden Retrier said that there was the pressure of the mythical beast, and it was also a powerful king-level mythical beast!

But what's going on with the nearby summons? The beads in the cold flame Dantian rotated again, and the cold flame felt that it was near here.

Opening the grass, the cold flame saw an open space, sitting alone by the bonfire.

From the back, lonely and desolated.

Who is he? The cold flame can be felt around here! Or, it's on him.

Leng Yan did not move, but the person opposite turned his head and carried the light on his back. He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but Leng Yan intuitively thought that he knew him.

"Cold flame?" A more peaceful voice sounded, and Leng Yan was only shocked.

The man stood up, and Leng Yan's heart stagnated. It turned out to be... Yi Rong.

The cold flame jumped off the back of the golden retriever and rushed over. Under the flame, he saw Yi Rong's handsome face full of haggardness.

Involun't help, tears were about to fall, but Yi Rong held her in his arms, and the beads in Dantian were quiet, as if they were much calmer because of this.

"Yi Rong, where have you been these days?" The cold flame asked softly.

Yi Rong smiled and said, "It's just to hide that the matter in Peiyun Town is a little big. The two elders made the alliance leader very unhappy, so I messed around, and now it's all right."

"I think you have broken through the Great Phantom Master. It's really good." Yi Rong patted Leng Yan's shoulder and bent the corners of his mouth and smiled when he looked at the golden hair's amber and alert eyes.

Yi Rong and Golden Retriever can't talk about friendship. They used to fight in the cave. Now although Golden Retriever is already a cold mythical beast, the hostility in his eyes is not hidden at all.

especially...

"Golden Retriever, handsome man! I didn't expect that human beings could be so handsome! I thought that only the transformed Warcraft could reach this level. Bai Ling's drooling admiration made the golden retriever even more unhappy.

"You can't come to the Warcraft siege this time. The City of Fog is in trouble." Leng Yan said about the current situation. The two sat by the bonfire. Yi Rong leaned against the big tree, and Leng Yan snuggled up to the golden retriever.

"I can only apologize for this matter. I can't appear in the City of Misty. This time I'm here to see you. I have to leave before dawn!" Yi Rong said, with a little melancholy in his expression.

"When will we see each other again?" Leng Yan's eyes sparkled and asked.

Yi Rong seemed to be thinking about something. When he looked up again, he was already firmly and said, "This is not sure yet, but as long as there is a chance, I will come to you."

"Can you find me?" Leng Yan stared at Yi Rong's eyes and wanted to see something from the dark star-like eyes, but he didn't see anything. He just felt that his heart was sinking.

"No, it's like you can find me." Yi Rong said softly, warm and peaceful, which calmed Leng Yan's heart a little.

When Yi Rong is around, he can always feel a kind of peace and warmth, and even have the illusion that Yi Rong already knows his identity.

Finally, Yi Rong stood up and said, "Yan, I'm leaving. Although I'm determined that we will meet again, I really don't know when."

The cold flame was silent and didn't say anything.

"Yu Hantao sent by the vast alliance this time is not a good stubble. Be careful." Yi Rong told the cold flame, and his expression was full of reluctance, but in the end, he turned around and left.

I just want to see it, and then leave. Leng Yan stood by the bonfire and watched Yi Rong's back disappear in the fog forest.

"Hey, it's a deep parting!"

A sharp voice sounded, and the cold flame's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. He looked around, but there was no one. Even Bai Ling could not find the place where the man was hiding.

The heart suddenly picked up, and the cold flame shouted, "What kind of person! Come out!"

"Oh, it's really elegant. No wonder you can cultivate like this at a young age. It's just a pity that there are a lot of geniuses. It's a pity that geniuses fall too easily!" The sharp voice has a touch of yin and yang strangeness, which makes people feel irritable.

As soon as Leng Yan wanted to shout again, he saw a white shadow flashing by, and a man in white clothes stood in front of Leng Yan.

It's so fast! I can only see a white line at all. If I can reach this speed, it must be at the level of the King of War.

This man is obviously not a friend. While the cold flame is on guard, his forehead has been sweating.

The man turned around, and his handsome face was not inferior to Yi Rong, but his eyes were a little more strange.

The person who came is not good!

"From the city of fog, I followed you. Unexpectedly, there were still some of them. They could not only calculate the elders of the mercenary regiment with Wang Ziheng, but also ran to the fog forest to meet Yi Rong!" The man stared at Leng Yan and played with a folding fan in his hand.

Although it seems careless, it has shown a murderous spirit.

He saw the three words Yu Hantao on the other party's folding fan and decided that this was the sub-saint of the vast alliance!

Didn't it arrive in the afternoon? Why is it here at this time?

As if he had seen through Leng Yan's thoughts, Yu Hantao smiled and said, "This time, the city of fog is in danger. I ran here day and night. Originally, I wanted to appear at the most critical moment. Unexpectedly, it made me encounter some interesting things."

"Cold flame? What do you have to do with the Leng family!" Yu Hantao's eyes burst, and there seemed to be a momentum to see through.

"Or, what do you have to do with Leng Yi!" A fierce light was exposed in Yu Hantao's eyes.

The cold flame did not move, and she was alert at any time. Looking at the fierce light burst out of Yu Hantao's eyes, she knew that it was a little dangerous this time.

Yu Hantao and Yi Rong are obviously incompatible with water and fire. This kind of villain definitely has no good relationship with Leng Yi. Such a fierce appearance may still be an enemy.

The cold flame did not move, as if it had solidified.

"Here, kill you, no one will notice!" Yu Hantao touched his chin and looked up and down at the cold flame. "It's a pity, such a genius."

"However, genius or something, I hate it the most, especially those who are more talented than me! Killing a genius is the happiest thing!"

Yu Hantao's folding fan opened, and a white light stabbed towards the cold flame.

There is a hidden weapon hidden in the folding fan. I have to say that Yu Hantao is indeed very careful. He has to use the hidden weapon to deal with a big illusionist whose strength is far from him.

I can't avoid it! The body has been locked by Yu Hantao, and he can't move. It's terrible to see the silver needles coming towards his face.

The cold flame secretly tried to get rid of it, but his strength was too weak. The blue light kept flashing on his body, but it was shattered by wisps of purple light like silk thread.

The gap in strength, this is the gap between phantom power and combat power.

The silver needle came, just in the blink of an eye, and the cold flame had smelled the smell of death...