Chapter 351 Wayman

Huh? What? Morlock, have you passed away by this time? Lance said doubtfully.

The three magicians of the empire are very powerful and great in the hearts of ordinary practitioners. Although Lan Jun is already a division-level strongman and a division-level strongman of both magic and martial arts, he has no chance of winning to challenge any of the three magicians, so for the three demons Lan Jun was still very shocked by the sudden death of the most mysterious and low-key one among the mages.

Few people know about this matter, not only because Morlock, an old mage, is very low-key, but also because he is a soloist who does not belong to any force, but he left an identity record after taking the test in the Sorcerer's Guild in his early years.

The Mage Guild is a relatively loose organization. For potential people, they will tying over, but they will not force it. Therefore, the person in charge of Morlock, who insisted on leaving after the end of the test, did not retain much, but let him engrave his identity record as a souvenir. The identity record here needs to instill my own magic power, so that although it has no special significance, it can know whether the mage who left the record is safe or not. Last night, the personnel in charge of the magician's guild suddenly found that the identity inscription of one of the three major magicians, the Morlock Great Magician, suddenly became dull until the color completely disappeared.

Because of the identity of the great magician, there are still very few people who know about his death, and only the core figures of the three holy places can know. After knowing the news, Lan Jun also chose to come and tell Lance at the first time to see his reaction. It's just that he was a little disappointed that the death of Morlock, who became one of the three magicians with his father, did not seem to cause him any surprise, which made the fat man very unhappy.

Then it occurred to him that it seemed that it was normal for the boy not to be surprised enough, because he already knew many things that had happened and what had not happened in the future. Lan Jun suddenly scratched his head bored and said, "Hey, Lance, I suddenly feel that you will be very boring for many years. After all, many things have been expected, and you have lost your freshness. I'm afraid you can only become a complete cultivation maniac like Prince of the Temple, hahaha! "

Lan Jun laughed, but found that Lance did not sneer and mock as usual, but still frowned doubtfully and didn't know what he was thinking. The fat man stopped laughing, because he felt a little silly and a little boring, and he was curious about what Lance was thinking. Coming to his opposite side, Lan Jun asked curiously, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Lance shook his head, and then said uncertainly, "The great magician is very old. As the oldest and most mysterious of the three magicians of the empire, in fact, he has cultivated to reach the extreme state of the great magician many years ago, but unfortunately he has never taken the last step and died. It is also normal to go to bed. It's just that I don't understand why his death seems to be a little different from what happened in my memory?

"Hi! I thought it was a big deal. So it's just a matter of time. This is not a big deal. I thought you had found something new..." Lan Jun waved his hand boredly and then said, "Even if they are the supreme strong men who have cultivated and reached the Holy Land, their memory ability is not really completely unforgettable. Many early things should not be remembered. I'm afraid your cultivation at that time has not reached a high level. It's normal that you don't remember clearly enough. And you should know that there are many other factors that may affect you. For example, you were not a core member in the temple at that time. By the time you knew the news, it had been a long time. You should know that this is the first-hand news now.

"Well, okay, okay..." Lance couldn't stand the chatter of the fat man, so he had to wave his hand and stop thinking about it.

"Haha, so your practice today is over?" Lan Jun asked.

"It's over. What, do you have any suggestions?" Lance asked.

"There are still five days, and the three holy land geniuses are about to begin. Even if you are desperate during this period, there will be no breakthroughs. Moreover, with your current strength, you don't need to kill much---"

"What on earth do you want to say?" Lance interrupted.

"Well, I mean, how boring it is to practice here all the time. You go out to play with this day."

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When spring comes, everything revives. On the path on the outskirts of the imperial capital sky city, the gray color has returned to emerald green, giving people a wonderful sense of vitality. Although there are as few pedestrians on the road as ever, they are much more comfortable and lighter than in winter.

A carriage is driving slowly on this rural path. The two horses pulling the carriage are brightly colored, and it can be seen at a glance that they are the best BMW. Their limbs are strong and powerful, and their height is much higher than that of ordinary horses. On this uneven road, they can keep their bodies flat. Steady driving and training are not bad. Of course, half of this is also attributed to the driver who is driving at this moment.

Compared with the two good horses, the lazy driver driving at this moment and the unpretentious gray carriage are really not enough to match. It happened to be a sentence, called a flower inserted on cow dung...

Of course, this feeling is only in the previous journey. Several passing farmers will think so. If a truly capable nobleman sees this carriage, he will certainly not feel how ordinary it is, but extremely luxurious and low-key luxury...

Apart from the lazy coachman who breathes deeply and powerfully, the frame of this seemingly inconspicuous gray carriage is made of the best fine steel. If it is a really high-ranking magnate in the empire, you may also find that the gray lines on the appearance of the gray carriage are not easy to find, which is magic. Fa Mingwen. It can enhance the defense of the body and reduce the weight of the whole carriage. This is a first-class car in the whole country, and few people can own it, but one appeared on this rural path.

In such a noble carriage, he is naturally a noble person, but he drives here in obscurity. There is no luxurious waiter lineup, no escort fleet, only two good horses, and a lazy driver...

Being able to have a powerful martial arts strongman as a coachman and riding in a first-class carriage of the empire, he is naturally a real superior. His travel is absolutely impossible to be so low-key and extremely unsafe. You should know that although the security of the imperial capital is good, it is not real to go to the surrounding suburbs, and there is no danger at all. So at this time, looking at the driver's leisurely posture all the way and the way the two horses are very used to relaxing, you can know that this carriage always seems to be like this. This is unreasonable, but it is actually reasonable, because some superiors always have some strange preferences. For example, the current one must have been used to traveling alone many years ago without escort. Nothing has happened for so many years, which represents not only how good the road they choose to drive, or how confident they are, but also the real strength not to be afraid of danger...

But it is also because of this that people who have figured out their habits will have the opportunity to take advantage of...

The carriage stopped slowly, not because of any bumps in the road ahead, but because a tall man in a cloak appeared in front of the vehicle.

In such a wilderness, even if there are blind people walking on the road and hear the sound of carriages coming, they will naturally take the initiative to avoid it. This man suddenly appeared when the carriage came, stood straight in front of the road, and in broad daylight, wearing a big black cloak that did not show his appearance, so his intention was naturally unknown.

Naturally, the lazy driver did not continue to take a nap, but slowly sat up straight, and his eyes suddenly appeared...

He did not ask who was in front of him, but gently shook the whip in his hand. As he moved, the ordinary whip suddenly became sharp and sharp, emitting a metallic cold light in the sunlight. Then he slowly stood up and prepared to remove the obstacle in front of him as he had been used to for many years.

However, unlike the usual time, this energetic driver is now frowned and his fingers are holding the whip. Because he is too hard, he looks slightly white...

His breath was still very stable and there was nothing wrong. However, the nobleman sitting in the carriage sighed gently, and his old voice floated out faintly: "Puno, you step back first."

Huh? My lord?" The driver with the whip turned back in surprise.

"How tall is the guy in front of you?" The old man's voice said slowly.

The driver stared at the tall figure standing in front of him, his eyes trembled slightly, and whispered, "I'm afraid it's not less than 1.5 meters..."

"It's three meters, right?" The old man's voice continued to float out: "Do you still think you can stop the martial arts atmosphere that you can't perceive, coupled with such a tall and human body?"