Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Haida suddenly looked back, wanting to see which little bitch was so blind and so blind, appearing in front of Wuming at this moment.

Then she realized that she couldn't see. Even if the witches swarmed out like bugs from the Ionian swamps and circled the junction hand in hand, she wouldn't see any of them.

Haida had not felt like this for a long time - panicked by the darkness.

She thought she had adapted to the darkness, but unfortunately Wuming's human-shaped sun was too dazzling for her to ignore possible threats.

What witch? My king? Haida was about to catch Wuming.

But Wuming was already like a wisp of blue smoke, drifting into the distance.

In Haida's sight, Wuming was walking in a straight line with a clear goal.

What witch? Haida quickly called other villagers to ask.

I don't know. The villagers were also confused, Our eyesight is not good either.

Haida searched for a long time, and finally found a villager whose epilepsy was not that serious, and asked where Wuming had gone.

There is a church behind the Epileptic Fire Village, and there is a dead witch sitting inside.

According to the rumor captured by the blind villagers with their ears, it was the witch of Vic, the Dragonlance.

Haida was relieved when she heard that the witch was dead, but when she heard that it was Vic, even though she knew that the faded one had been sealed long ago, she still felt a sense of awe and awe in her heart.

Vic, the quasi-king.

During the long tour of the faded people, there are always some faded people who have gone far enough. They are not trapped in the borders such as Nimgofu like most of the faded people. Instead, they are marching forward all the way, overcoming obstacles and obstacles, and are infinitely close to the legendary El. ascend the throne.

One of them is Vic, the Knight of the Round Table.

But the would-be king did not become a king after all, and it was inseparable from epilepsy.

Haida asked herself that the madness was definitely not the main reason for Vic's incident, but she didn't want Wuming to know about it. That would make Wuming have unnecessary redundant thoughts.

Remember, nothing related to Vic is allowed to be publicized. Haida warned the villagers in Dianhuo Village, and then walked towards Wu Mingqian.

Haida felt much calmer after learning that the witch was a corpse.

King, where is the witch? Haida smiled, If you have a new sister who can serve the king, your caravan will definitely be more prosperous.

Yes, this is the time to show your generosity and generosity, and to show the majesty and calmness of the head of the family. The smile on Haida's lips was a bit uncontrollable.

Wuming knew that Haida couldn't see it, so he described the scene in front of her.

Next to the Malika statue in the church, a witch was leaning on a stone pillar, wearing a finger witch's flat hat and a turban, and wearing a finger witch's robe, sitting quietly on a stool, eyes closed, motionless.

Haida wiped the blindfold from her eyes, walked up to the witch, stretched out her hand to touch the witch's cheek, with a hint of sadness:

Poor witch, it seems she didn't meet her own faded one. It's a pity that she left too early, otherwise she would have met the king.

Wuming pointed forward and reminded Haida: She's awake.

In front of Haida, the witch's flat hat moved, as if she was waking up in the morning light, her eyes were bleary, and she let out a cry.

Haida's hand caressing the witch's cheek suddenly moved down, her hands slid to her neck, and she closed them together to exert force.

The originally soft-voiced witch immediately let out a rough cough.

Unfortunately, Haida's efforts were destined to be in vain. Wuming was watching from behind. As soon as Haida exerted her strength, Wuming had already pulled her back.

The witch coughed a few times and looked at Haida blankly:

you……

I thought you were dead, but when you suddenly woke up, she was frightened and had a stress reaction. Don't be offended. Wuming replied.

Wuming squatted in front of the witch's chair with a smile and kissed the back of the witch's hand:

Dear Witch of the Finger, what do you call me? My name is Wuming, and I am a fader - a fader who needs a witch.

Nameless? Finger Witch pursed her lips and smiled, Then I am also nameless.

Isn't this a coincidence? Wuming shook hands with the witch, It's fate, are you willing to be my witch? A basic salary of 50,000 runes per month, 1% share of runes, double salary at the end of the year, and one month of annual leave. If you get married, I can help you host the wedding for free. Maternity leave is no problem. What are the conditions? If not, we can discuss it again.

Are you looking for a witch? said the finger witch.

Who else but a witch can do the job of transforming runes? Wuming said, You are technical talents, and I respect talents.

What about me? Haida stood behind, pointing at herself.

Is that your witch? The fingered witch looked past Wuming and towards Haida.

That's right. Wuming said.

One witch isn't enough for you?

There are never too many witches. Wuming said, This is like runes, the more the merrier.

The finger witch covered her mouth and smiled:

You don't look like a fader, you look like a businessman.

No one stipulates that faded people can only be warriors. Wuming said, What about you? Do you have your own faded person?

The finger witch's eyes were a little confused, and she was in a trance for a moment:

Had.

Oh. Wuming understood immediately, My condolences.

Wuming mourned for three seconds, then raised his head and continued:

Does that mean you're free?

I'm waiting for a faded one who has the potential of a king. said the Finger Witch. You seem to only have the potential of a businessman.

Then I think your place is not suitable. Wuming said, Will faded people with the potential to become kings be blocked in front of the Dickdas elevator? If you go to the Yatan Plateau, you will be more likely to encounter powerful faded people. By.

But such faded people already have witches, or are so powerful that they don't need witches. Finger Witch said, This place is very good. It's not far or close to Yatan. Faded people who are motivated will come.

The Finger Witch clasped her fingers together in a praying posture:

I had a feeling that faders like that were coming.

Haida secretly clenched her fists: Great, she doesn't like the king.

Don’t like the king?

Haida was a little unhappy. The finger witch's words made her feel like her taste was being despised.

Haida, who already had murderous intentions towards the Finger Witch, became even more hostile, thinking about how to solve this trouble.

Haida became irritated when she heard the gentle voice of the Finger Witch.

At first glance, it sounds like she is pretending to be a stinky woman who is delicate, cute and lovable, and who seems to understand faded people very well.

In Haida's eyes, the king never looked back, and the laughter of the king and the strange witch could be heard in her ears. She bit her nails, her expression twisted.

How to do how to do……

Haida felt that she had to quickly find a faded person for this witch, and then send her to Yatan to end the king's thoughts as soon as possible.

Haida was like a witch, waiting eagerly for a fader.

Wuming is still persuading the finger witch:

This place is very remote and no faded people will come. Why not go to my new camp? Many faded people will come here in the future.

The Finger Witch just lowered her head and said:

It will come, it will come soon.

She looked convinced and like she was praying firmly.

As if in response to the finger witch's whisper, a crackling sound sounded in the air, like the sound of dry grass being ignited by fire.

A certain dangerous aura approached with the sound of whimpering, bringing a solemn atmosphere that was breathtaking.

Everyone looked back, and even Haida vaguely saw a vague humanoid figure——

A faded man wearing only a cloak ran over naked, crying for his father and mother, his voice sounded very miserable.

The two Holy Grail bottles on the back of the butt can be vaguely seen through the cloak.

Hey, Faded Man? Wuming smiled and greeted the Faded Man running towards the church, Why are you here? Where is Melina?

Tuefu was not like Wuming who could talk calmly. Hearing Wuming's greeting, he quickly ran to him.

Senior! Help! Tuifu almost cried.

Behind Tui Fu, a blood-red figure chased after Tui Fu, carrying a large melted spear, with the heroic aura of freely rushing back and forth among thousands of troops to kill.

Wuming stared at the red figure and found that the knight's armor had many melted marks, which were shaped like finger marks, as if it had been grabbed and crushed by some flaming giant.

The left half of the helmet of the man who was chasing Tuihu had collapsed and melted, while the eyes of the other half of the intact helmet cast a dim yellow light.

The knight's armor also radiates this dim yellow light, which is very similar to the effect when Wuming's body is on fire.

That means there is fire coming out of the body from the inside out.

Strong man! Wuming praised the knight and asked Tuifu to run towards the church while he stood between the two of them.

Wuming looked at the crimson figure, taking off his sword and shield, with excitement in his eyes:

Dude, do you like being the sun too?

The knight with dim yellow flames all over his body ignored Wuming, roared unconsciously, and stabbed Wuming with his spear.

Wuming raised his shield and deflected it, then he got closer and the sword was handed to the knight.

The sharp blade reflected a flash of flame.

Wuming immediately drew his sword and stepped back.

A violent flame erupted from the helmet that had not yet melted. The shape of the flame was strange, sticky and twisted, just like the fireball at the entrance of the village.

Yellow flames spurted from the knight's eyes and scattered in all areas in front of his sight.

Large areas of grass were burned, and the yellow fire turned ashes and turned black.

The pus-like flames chased the retreating Wuming and soon enveloped him in a sea of ​​fire.

Senior! Tuifu had already retreated to the church, blocked by Wuming. Finally he had time to look back and saw Wuming trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and he shouted worriedly.

The two witches were very calm, just watching the battle quietly.

Haida couldn't see clearly Wuming's situation. She could only see Wuming fighting another vaguely humanoid figure. However, she believed that Wuming would not lose, and the flame contained in the human form did not waver at all.

Golden thunder pierced the sky, penetrated the fire curtain, dug into the knight's body, and knocked him to the ground.

The flames on the grass whipped up a whirlwind, and the wind became more violent, forming a tornado, and the wind and fire were swept into the sky. An unknown figure looms in the center.

As the strong wind swept by, the flames no longer expanded outwards, but gathered inward. Then the storm dispersed, and the wind and fire disappeared together.

When the wind and sand dispersed, an unknown figure was revealed. The armor on his body had melted to some extent, and the shield in his hand protected his upper body and long sword.

The fire was strong enough. Wuming said, I'm glad it didn't burn my sword to pieces.

Wuming weighed his sword: But my hands are longer than yours, and length is king. Do you feel the advantage of my thunder spear?

The knight who was knocked down by the thunder stood up again, put his short spear in front of the melted half of the helmet, and performed a knight's salute.

You can still stand up. Wuming was surprised, It's very strong - then try a few more moves from me.

The nameless sword stabbed into the sky, golden thunder rolled among the clouds, and it was about to strike down.

The tip of the knight's spear flashed red at this moment, and it also had a thunder-like shape.

But the red thunder disappeared in a flash, and the tip of the spear was engulfed in surging flames. Wuming thought it was an illusion.

Wuming was not sure whether it was due to his own distraction or the influence of the red thunder. The golden thunder in the sky slowed down for a moment. When it struck down, the knight had already rushed out, leaving the lightning behind. He jumped up with the gun in hand, and with the flames all over his body, he hit Wuming like a falling meteor.

The spear pierced the ground, and flames spurted out from the tip of the spear, once again covering the surrounding area with flames.

The movements were wide open and closed, giving Wuming enough time to retreat.

This time Wuming was not caught in the fire, but withdrew from the flames. The sword in his hand was wrapped with thunder and lightning, and more dazzling thunder and lightning was ready to strike.

The figure in the flames raised his head, and the dim light in his eyes pierced the surrounding fire curtain, as if he wanted to confront the thunder with his eyes.

Thick and dazzling thunder shot out from the sword body, pierced the fire curtain, pierced the figure in the fire, and tore the figure into pieces.

Wuming put the long sword back into its scabbard.

King, have you won? Haida was very happy to see Wuming put down her posture.

No. Wuming looked at the gradually dissipating curtain of fire.

The figure disappeared along with the flames, as if it had never existed.

What a strange form of existence. Wuming touched his chin, Doesn't it exist in this world like the Round Table Hall...

But compared to the mysterious disappearance of the knight, Wuming was more curious about the reason for his disappearance.

As a veteran soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles, Wuming is very sensitive to the enemy's movements.

The knight's last glance was not directed at his sword, but slightly misplaced.

Wuming looked back at the church. Behind him, the Finger Witch stood at the door of the church, looking quietly this way.

Know? Wuming walked towards the finger witch.

The Finger Witch shook her head.

Want to get to know each other. Wuming understood.

It's just because he is very strong. The fingered witch turned around with her back to Wuming, He has the potential to become a king.

The potential to become a king does not depend on whether you are strong or not. Wuming said, Having potential is the most important thing.

What does it mean to have potential? asked the finger witch.

Wuming thought for a while and pulled Tuifu over:

I think he has the potential to become a king. It has nothing to do with strength.

Senior! Tuefu was still scared a few minutes ago, but when he was suddenly praised, he forgot his fear and his eyes lit up.

Wuming looked around: Where is your witch Melina? She still likes to hide so much? Are you here to go to the plateau?

Tuifu, whose eyes were still shining suddenly, suddenly withered and said with tears in his eyes:

I'm here to see seniors and Miss Haida.

Haida was stunned: Why do you suddenly have something to do with me? I'm not familiar with you?

Because of the finger witch, Haida was in a bad mood and spoke a lot of hurtful words.

Haida's words seemed to suddenly strike something sad for Tuifu. Tuifu hugged Wuming and cried bitterly, and the Holy Grail bottle on his butt could not help but tremble:

Senior, Meimei doesn't want me anymore!

I will never bother to upgrade the system again. It took me until after six o'clock in the morning to reinstall the system, and it didn't end until six o'clock when I woke up. It took almost eighteen hours to complete. Why can’t I control this hand.jpg