On the Seven Towers

"You go ahead." Andrew held a short staff in his hand and asked Zhang Hong to clear the way.

"Don't worry. We have all walked out of the camp. There is nothing to worry about." This was a less traveled path, and Zhang Hong had to push aside the bushes and thorns with great effort and walk down slowly. If it hadn't been for the early morning and the sky was getting brighter, Zhang Hong would not have dared to take this road.

The two of them took advantage of the chaos in the camp and got out of a gap in the camp. In order to avoid the battlefield, they deliberately chose this road to the south.

"The fighting up there was really lively." As Zhang Hong walked on the road, he could clearly hear the clash of swords from above, as well as the screams of death.

"These horse thieves are really useless. I have seen a long time ago that they are no match for the magicians." Andrew said with some gloating. God knows which side he is on. "The treasures of magicians can only be inherited by magicians. These Greedy idiots don’t even know they’re on a dead end.”

You are also one of the greedy fools, Zhang Hong thought to himself, but he agreed: "You are right, wisdom is superior to brute force. As a magician, you should know this best."

"That's a good statement. It seems that your masters have trained you very well." Andrew said with satisfaction. This middle-aged man who was a little fat was already having a hard time walking. He waved his wand and muttered for a while. Then he pointed to his feet, and then his steps became obviously brisk.

"My wind-walking technique was obtained from a stingy old man with a piece of fine magic crystal. It took him five breaths to use it all his life, but I only needed two breaths. I dare say, not much A magician can be faster than me. Is there such a magician in your castle?"

Zhang Hong shook his head and said, "I don't think I've ever seen them use this magic."

"Oh? Really?" Andrew became excited: "If your master didn't include this magic, then I might be able to use this magic to exchange him for another magic. Oh, no, two. Windwalking is very practical. magic."

"I don't know about that. You can tell them yourself." Zhang Hong said.

"I know, I know. In fact, I have some other magic that can be exchanged." Andrew squinted his eyes slightly and calculated. Zhang Hong saw it and sneered in his heart.

The two of them had not walked for long when a shrill scream came from above, and then a black figure fell from above and fell straight in front of Zhang Hong.

The two were shocked. Zhang Hong was so frightened that he jumped behind Andrew and exclaimed: "What the hell is that? What is that?"

Andrew was also frightened, but he was not as flexible as Zhang Hong. He couldn't find cover for a while, so he could only take out his staff and aim at it from a distance.

The two of them stood frozen like this for a long time before they realized that the fallen object was motionless. Andrew was dissatisfied with Zhang Hong hiding behind him. He turned around, poked Zhang Hong's shoulder with his staff, and scolded: "Coward, go and see what it is, don't let it block our way."

Zhang Hong was dissatisfied but did not dare to argue. He picked up a branch and slowly moved towards it. He pushed aside the bushes and saw that it was a horse thief. The unlucky guy was probably kicked off the cliff during the fight. But now, my head is flat and I can't die any more.

Zhang Hongben was about to leave, but another dagger on the body's waist caught his attention. With a change of thought, he stepped forward, took off the dagger, inserted it into his belt, and covered it with his clothes.

At this time, Anderton had lost his patience: "What on earth is it? Please say something!"

"It's a dead man, he was probably beaten down." Zhang Hong put away the dagger and replied loudly.

"What's so beautiful about dead people? Come on, walk on."

Even with the wind walking skills that made his footsteps brisk, the mountain road was still very difficult to walk. As soon as Andrew walked out of the hillside where the horse thieves camped, he called from behind: "Stop, stop, let's take a rest."

"Shall we go further? What if someone catches up..."

"I can't walk anymore. Along the way here, except for a dead man falling from the sky, there was no one else. Find a place to rest."

Zhang Hong looked around and found an open space behind the trees on the roadside that was relatively secluded, so he said to Andrew, "Then you can rest there."

Andrew sat down against a tree. He felt his legs were tired and kept tapping his legs with his hands. Zhang Hong saw the opportunity and said: "Mr. Andrew, I have a skill that can help you relax your legs and feet. Why don't you let me squeeze it for you so that you can get on your way faster."

Andrew saw that Zhang Hong looked as humble as a servant, so he agreed: "Then you have to be more careful with me."

Zhang Hong took off Andrew's short boots and pretended to massage his feet. When your feet are tired, no matter how you press them, they feel comfortable. At first, Andrew watched Zhang Hong warily, but soon he started to feel sleepy. He used up too much mental energy to release the scroll before, and he fell asleep slowly as soon as his eyes caught it.

Zhang Hong called him twice but there was no response, so he stopped and quietly took out the staff from his hand. Not only did Andrew remain silent, but he tilted his head and fell asleep even more.

Zhang Hong pulled out the dagger he picked up from his waist and put it against Andrew's chest. However, when he cut the knife, he hesitated.

Now of course he can kill Andrew and then escape, but then he will be just an unlucky guy who disappeared and returned to the team. When he goes back, he may still face the shabby shop in Floro Town. However, if he can use a magic If you tie him back, you will become a hero. The only thing worth worrying about is whether Caddis and the others told him about killing Hong Lifeng?

Zhang Hong struggled for a while and put down the knife. Now that we've reached this point, I really can't bear to do anything else.

He took off his linen coat, cut it into long strips with a dagger, and twisted it into ropes.

Then, he very carefully turned Andrew over, put his hands behind his back, and tied him up with a rope. Andrew fell into a deep sleep. No matter how Zhang Hong tried, he didn't react. So Zhang Hong cut off Andrew's clothes and tied his upper body tightly.

When Andrew woke up, he found that he could not move his upper body and immediately screamed. However, he was slapped immediately. He blinked hard and realized that his upper body was tied and he was lying on the ground. But Zhang Hong, who was originally groveling, squatted on the ground, holding a dagger in one hand, and looked at him maliciously.

"You..." Before Andrew could finish his words, Zhang Hong slapped him again. This slap was so hard that it made Andrew's head buzz.

He gasped and looked at Zhang Hong hatefully. Zhang Hong grinned. He stood up and kicked him in the stomach. Andrew was so painful that he arched like a shrimp. Zhang Hong didn't let him go and kicked him one after another.

He didn't stop until Andrew vomited out all the food he had eaten with blood in it.

"Don't be dishonest, you have to recognize your current identity. A prisoner, a slave!" Zhang Hong gasped, "Otherwise, the beating just now was still light."

As a mage, Andrew has no heritage, but when has he ever received such a beating? After a beating and kicking, he almost lost consciousness. With tears in his eyes, he nodded loudly and said, "I listen to you, I listen to you, please don't hit me."

"Who am I, Zhang Hong?" Zhang Hong squatted down again, patted Andrew's face with a dagger and said, "You asked me to saddle you up and press your feet. Who do you think you are? Do you deserve the beating I just gave you? It’s not unfair.”

Andrew felt aggrieved in his heart, it was obviously you who took the initiative to hold me down.

"Why, do you feel you were wronged?"

"No injustice, really not injustice." Andrew's fat face shook like a rattle.

"Let me warn you, I am a person who has killed people. Did Caddis and others tell you how I killed people?"

Andrew shook his head, and suddenly felt that he was shaking his head as if he was looking down on Zhang Hong, and immediately changed his words: "I, I know you are very powerful."

Zhang Hong took Andrew's performance into consideration and understood that the other party did not know about himself and Hong Lifeng. So I put aside my last worries.

"It's good to know. Just walk in front, you magicians always have some weird tricks, so don't do anything that makes me feel weird, otherwise I will stab you with a knife if I get nervous."

Zhang Hong tied the dagger to a thick and straight branch to make a short spear. Walking towards the school against Andrew's will.

When we were halfway there, a group of cavalry came from a distance. Zhang Hong panicked and quickly pulled Andrew back. But those cavalrymen were very sharp-eyed and immediately rode over to surround Zhang Hong and the other two.

Zhang Hong looked at these unknown cavalry with trembling fear, and said tremblingly: "Masters, please don't misunderstand me, I... am just a nearby villager." When he thought that he, a "villager", still had weapons in his hands, he was tied to After seeing someone, Zhang Hong was so frightened that he threw his short spear on the ground. "If you have any requests, just ask, and I will cooperate well."

The leading cavalryman looked at them indifferently and said something to the people around him. The cavalryman turned his horse and ran towards the road, while the others picked up their weapons and faced Zhang Hong unceremoniously. Zhang Hong neither sat nor stood, but was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, the cavalry did not keep Zhang Hong waiting for too long. The cavalry who left soon came back and brought back another man. When the man saw Zhang Hong, he shouted in surprise: "Zhang Hong! Are you still alive?"

"Ji Yijun!" Zhang Hong had never liked Ji Yijun so much. He found that the cavalry were very respectful to Ji Yijun, so he asked carefully, "What's going on?"

"Haha, these are our own people who are fighting the horse thieves with us. We have been fighting the horse thieves one by one from the outside. Now we have almost killed all the horse thieves around the school."

Zhang Hong was finally relieved when he heard that he was one of his own, and he quickly picked up the short spear on the ground. He poked Andrew who was bundled up with a short spear and said: "It's great to have you to support me. I was trapped in the hands of horse thieves a few days ago, and I finally broke out today. Not only that, I also captured their magic." The teacher is the one who blasted the school with fireballs."

Ji Yijun stared at Andrew with his eyes wide open. Although he was confused, he still praised: "Old Zhang, you are a real person and don't show your face! There are two moments! Let's go, we are ready to go back to school, and we just want to take you with us. This The battle lasted for a long time, and I don’t know what happened to my father and the others.”

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