Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 1449 The duties of the Sheriff

When Mandella was overwhelmed, there was a whistling sound from the top of his head.

Mandhela raised his head in confusion, but saw a black shadow in the sky. The shadows flew past the top floor of one building to the top of the other building, and it looked very chic... If the shadow noticed that he was in front of a wall, it would be more chic.

Unfortunately, the shadow seems to be looking back, looking in a certain direction, and did not notice the wall in front of him.

It’s too late to wait until the shadows don’t feel right.

A violent collision sound, the black shadow with the countless falling bricks slag, falling from the sky, heavy squatting on the ground.

The place where the fall fell is exactly the bend of the alley, not far from Mande Hella.

Mandhela hesitated, went to the corner and wanted to see how the man who landed from the sky was going.

But when she looked up and looked at it, she saw that the shadow was standing like a nobody, standing still, but there was a big pit on the ground.

The black shadow is now facing Mandella, and his mouth is screaming: "It’s actually hitting the wall again. This is not in line with my people’s aesthetics. If I know it by Froude, I must be embarrassed again. Well, no one should notice it? Should it?"

When he was awkward, he seemed to feel something, and turned his head sharply, his eyes instantly touching Mande Hella’s eyes.

"There is really someone in this alley!"

Mandhela looked at the person in front of him, tall and strong, with a horned helmet covering most of his face, wearing an open leather coat, revealing a strong abdominal muscles. There is a looming totem in the body, and there is a wild and primitive ethnic style.

The man’s most eye-catching is not the tortuous horned helmet, but his left foot, which is empty and replaced by a sharp sickle.

Mandhela only judges from the appearance, can feel a sense of aggression.

Mandhela unconsciously mentioned the vigilance to the highest.

"Who are you, I don't seem to have seen you?" After Tulas finished, he was secretly guilty in the heart. He had not seen many people he had seen, even if he had seen the estimate and forgot. This sentence is just that he said casually.

Mandella took a few steps back and looked cold: "What are you going to do?"

Her voice is low and dumb, not ugly, but her tone is very cold. Anyone who listens will probably have a sense of infiltration.

Tulas scratched his head and listened to the tone of the man... "You don't know me?"

Mande Hella’s heart is a glimpse. Is this person a celebrity in this city?

Tulas looked at Mandhela's eyes and changed his mind. There was an implicit answer in his heart: "Would you not be a newcomer?"

Tulas is very confident that he is absolutely unknown in his heart city and has a good reputation. Those who don't know themselves are either blind or new. There is no scorpion in the heart of the heart, and only a new person is possible.

"What is the relationship with you?" Mande Hella snorted and stepped back a few feet to a safe distance. When she first arrived, she had not figured out the situation here. It was not very wise to rush to conflict with the "head snake". Moreover, she is not the undead queen in the Black Forest, but an ordinary person. It is really a fight.

Tulas didn't think so much. After judging that this was a newcomer, he was more tolerant of the signs of Mandhela's resistance: "It seems that you are a newcomer, I am the Sheriff of the Heart City." Tulas, since I met you, I naturally can't care for you."

Newcomers, Chuxincheng, and Sheriff Dallas... Mande Hella captures the keywords inside, all strange.

Where did she appear?

Mandella frowned, stepping back a few more steps, cautiously saying: "Where is the heart city, why am I here?"

"Hey, you don't seem to know anything? Isn't the person who led you come to tell you anything?" Tulas had some doubts. When other newcomers entered the city, Frode was more or less Will say some information. But this woman seems to know nothing about it?

What is going on here, is Froude lazy?

The eyes of Tulas are bright. If Frode is really lazy, does that mean that he caught Froude’s nephew? Does that mean that... this time he will destroy the walls and the ground, will not be investigated?

The joy of Tulas’s face: “You don’t know, it’s okay, let me go first, I will take you to register.”

When Tulas stepped forward, he wanted to pull Mandella.

Mandella’s reaction was a step faster than him. She was always alert and saw that Tulas seemed to be moving, and immediately turned and ran.

Mandhela's reaction speed is very fast, but she is just an ordinary person at this time, but the speed of movement is a lot worse than that of Tulas. Just a few steps away, the wrist was caught by Tulas.

"Hands let me go!" Mandehala looked at Turas in a cold, heart-hitting, why is this body so weak?

Tulas did not care about her. When she grabbed her, she went outside the lane: "You don't run around, if you meet the Sabel **** who is self-defense, you will be finished."

Tulas dragged Mandella while he was swearing at Sabel's bad words.

Mande Hella's face was a bit irritated, and he slammed a few times, even attacking Tulas, and still did not earn a break.

Perhaps Mandhela struggled too much, and Tulas explained: "Don't worry, I am a sheriff, not what you are."

Before deciding where this is and whether there is danger, Mande Hella will not believe anyone, even if the other person claims to be a sheriff.

Mande Hella’s eyes ridiculed: “At the beginning, there was a self-proclaimed princess who sold me to a trafficker, not to mention that you were just a sheriff. Who knows what is wrong?”

After Mandhela finished speaking, he regretted it. He didn’t know why he suddenly made an impulse to say this.

Sure enough, is it because her heart is too weak? Damn Anger, why should she change her back to the soul!

After hearing the sarcasm of Mandhela, Tulaston took a moment and looked at Mande Hella.

After a long time, when Mandella felt a little uncomfortable, Tulas had a pity: "Sure enough, all the royal powers are dross. Don't worry, you won't meet again in the heart city." That kind of danger."

"Are you not a privilege yourself?" Mandhela said ironically.

Tulas nodded with a serious look: "Of course not, I just came to the heart of the city to play."

After Tulas finished, he said in his mouth: "I don't want to be shut down by Angel in the Church of the Dead every day."

Mandella pulled a bit, she seemed to hear the name of Angel from this man's mouth? What did he say?

Mandella is a little depressed, she just focused on how to escape, did not carefully listen to the words of Tulas. What did he say about Angel?

Mandhela hesitated, would you like to ask directly?

But before she even waited for Mandella to open her mouth, she was dragged out of the alley by Tulas. Outsiders came and went. Mandella only felt that she was staring at countless people, and the curiosity in her heart was instantly unwell. Feeling instead.

Mande Hella began to struggle again, with a low voice of the throat: "Let me go!"

Tulas couldn't care about the eyes of other people. He walked on the road and still squeezed Mande Hella's wrist.

Still not taking a few steps, what Tulas seemed to see, suddenly ran.

Mande Hella was also caught by him. In order not to fall to the ground, Mande Hella had to follow Turas. While running, Mande Hella couldn't help but scream.

But Tulas is completely deaf, only looking for the target in front.

When Mandella felt that he was in the middle of the body, Turas stopped.

Mande Hella gasped and hated and looked up, but in front of Russ, there was a tall man. The man looks very handsome and masculine, wearing a soft shackle and a long sword at his waist.

This newly-emerged man does not seem to have any expression, but there is a sense of urgency in his eyes. It seems that there is something urgent to do.

"Tulas, are you having something?"

"I heard that you are going to play the second game. I am not here to help you train." Tulas looked at his opponent's shoulder with his face and looked like a grievance: "How do you go?" Looking for Sabel, you will come to me before."

"Whenever I come, you don't know where to go, only to find the Sabel Knight... training, I will say later, I have something to find Frode now." He finished, he circumvented Tulas, looking at the tower not far away.

Tulas rushed to catch up, and Mande Hella finally breathed a sigh of relief and was towed away.

"I have something to do with Froude." Turas said, following him: "You seem to be in a hurry, what do you want to do with Froude?"

Asked the reason, Lyon's expression was a little weird, and he sighed: "Nothing, just want to ask Angel."

"What happened to him?" Tulas wondered.

Lyon shook his head and said: "I just heard a rumor, I want to go to Froude to verify it."

Turas still wants to continue to ask, but Lyon is no longer talking, but instead looks at Mandhela, who was dragged by Turas: "Who is she?"

Turas looked back at Mandhela and wondered when Mandella did not struggle again, but followed quietly. However, if you look carefully, you will find that Mandella's ears are moving slightly.

"A newcomer, I don't know the situation here, I am going to take her to register, and go to the Froudexing teacher to ask for a crime!" When Tulas said the last few words, he looked like a hero.

Lyon is full of unbelief: "I have heard that you destroyed the statue of Memorial Square yesterday, and it is good that Froude does not ask you to ask for sin."

"That's me... I'm not careful." Turas' tone suddenly weakened: "Right, who do you listen to, it won't be the Sabel **** who likes to chew the tongue?"

Lyon shook his head: "The Saber Knight has never been a man."

Tulas’s expression: “What do you mean by saying that I am a long person?”

Lyon shook his head and didn't want to entangle on this issue. Instead, he said, "I have heard a rumor just now. It seems that there is a loud noise on the side of the Ocean Theater. The wall seems to be broken. It won't be..."

Tulas coughed: "It has nothing to do with me."

Lyon looked at the expression of Turas and seemed to understand something.

(End of this chapter)