miss mist go with the flow

Iverson hit the door frame, his head hurt, and he slid down the wall to the ground.

The sharp wind at the door had already blown out, and Iverson felt a thin line cutting the darkness in the night, and suddenly felt pain in his eyes, and he closed them uncontrollably.

When he forcefully opened his eyelids, the sharp thin line had already hit the skinny old man outside the bed.

Chi Chi.

The blue magic shield appeared and disappeared instantly. The black robe on the skinny old man was cut in half and exploded suddenly, but the person inside the robe disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Still want to play this trick?"

The woman with blue eyes lifted her sword upwards towards the top of her head, the sword energy was urged, a hole was opened in the thick iron carriage, she jumped lightly, and jumped directly onto it.

Afna, who was lying on the ground with a cat-like body, also chased the breach and rushed out, leaving only Iverson with a confused face.

Iverson froze for a few seconds before reacting, he was saved!

Afna, the flight attendant on the train, and the lady Sirin who failed to strike up a conversation last time, joined forces to save him from that terrifying old man!

Iverson burst into tears, panting, thank the Imperial Army!Thanks Ms. Sirin!

He clenched the pendant on his chest tightly, and thanked his mother in heaven, she must have heard his call for help and helped him find a rescuer!

After such a big commotion, the noble young master in the cubicle finally woke up. He propped up the quilt, exposed his shirtless upper body, and glanced at the surrounding situation. Said: "Iverson, why are you lying by the door?"

Iverson didn't want to pay attention to this idiot. His current mood was filled with the luck and joy of the rest of his life, and he wanted to cry bitterly.

At this moment, crisp footsteps sounded, and a small figure walked in from the door.

The girl raised her head slightly, her moon-white long hair that was close to light silver was draped behind her, and she wore a Bonnet-style soft hat on her head. Her lake-like blue eyes were lively and beautiful, with a hint of scrutiny.

Iverson knew that the girl's name was Amy, and she was not a simple person.

Ami looked up at the crack on the roof of the carriage, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

She is only a little over 1.5 meters tall, but from the perspective of Iverson, who is lying down, she looks quite tall.

The young girl's face is extremely beautiful, especially when viewed from a close distance. Looking at her face, all the fear and excitement in Iverson's heart seemed to disappear quietly and no longer rush.

But soon, his calm heartbeat quickened inexplicably, and he couldn't restrain it. His eyes seemed to be glued to the girl's body, and he couldn't bear to move away.

"Hey - can you stop staring at me? My saliva is about to flow out, it's so disgusting!"

The girl gave Iverson a disgusted look, raised her left foot, as if she wanted to kick him away who was lying on the ground, but put it back after some consideration.

Probably because she felt that if her shoes kicked on Iverson, it would become a reward for Iverson.

The noble young master still didn't understand the situation, he was also attracted by Amy's beauty, stared at it with a smile, and said, "Little girl, come to the young master's room so late, do you want to play some grown-up games together—— "

Before he finished speaking, there was a whistling sound, and there was a thin hole beside the noble young master's bed.

The face of the noble young master froze immediately, and Iverson also looked angry. How dare this bastard say such disgusting words to a pure and beautiful girl?Before I get out of the car, I will break up with him tonight!

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After Ami gave the warning, she didn't bother to entangle with these people in the cubicle any more. She estimated the distance, and used the [Wind Control Technique] she had just obtained in the afternoon to draw the breeze around her feet, and jumped up lightly.

Without using the stepping technique, she jumped onto the roof of the three-meter-high carriage and went outside.

The rail train was still running. After reaching the roof, Ami’s first feeling was that the wind was very strong, but the wind did not make her uncomfortable, but had a magical sense of tolerance. She seemed to be able to control the direction of the wind. to do more.

The battle situation outside was clear at a glance. Sirin was indeed a professional hunter who knew black magicians best. She predicted the location of the random teleportation of the skinny old man, and broke through the car to arrest people directly.

The skinny old man didn't expect that there was such a stubble on the train. He was distracted for a moment, and a big hole was pierced in his chest by Sirin's sword. Afna who followed behind scratched his ankle again. His hamstring has been broken, and he has basically lost his ability to move.

There were two serious injuries on his body, but the old man didn't shed much blood. He still stubbornly confronted Sirin, his thin body trembling in the night wind.

When Sirin saw Amy approaching, she raised her eyes slightly, her expression remained unchanged, and her eyes were still focused on the skinny old man.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would end up in the hands of a few little girls. It's ridiculous." The old mage had a self-deprecating smile on his face. He held a snake-head staff in his right hand, and his shriveled face changed with the smile. , appear distorted and ugly.

Amy frowned. The black magician's body was too emaciated and shriveled, and his condition was worse than that of an eighty-ninety-year-old old man. It was as if part of the bones and flesh under the skin had been taken away, and it felt uncomfortable to look at it twice.

Sirin said calmly: "I'm not interested in your identity or purpose, I just want to ask a question, are there any of you in the car?"

The skinny old mage was still smiling, with a piercing expression: "Guess?"

Sirin chose not to guess, she stretched out her hand and raised the long sword, her voice became gentle, "Amy, you have to be careful with the next sword—"

Amy's heart trembled slightly, she understood what Sirin meant, that Sirin was going to use a new sword skill mystery!

After Amy's system stole Qianfeng Sword Power, she used it in front of Sirin. Although Sirin was surprised, she didn't say anything.

She doesn't care that the sword skills she created were stolen, but she wants to teach Amy more.

As a swordsman, Sirin was very happy that Amy was interested in her skills.

After experiencing the bloody battle and betrayal in the abyss, her desire to win is no longer what it used to be.Now, she has a new understanding of the profound art of swordsmanship—the understanding brought to her by the moon elves!

After Sirin's voice fell, the headwind on the top of the train seemed to become more obvious, and the tip of the raised long sword trembled slightly.

Unwilling to sit still, the old mage raised his staff and pointed forward, and a green poisonous light shot out like sprayed fangs.

Cursed Venomous Serpent's Tooth, the customary single-target spell of the black mage.

After raising the staff, the other hand of the old mage pulled off the amulet on his chest, and smashed it hard on the roof of the car. The gray mist spread, and the roar of the ghoul came from it.

Ghoul Summoning, a summoning spell favored by black mages, is generally used to entangle enemies and buy them time to cast spells.

These two spells are the effects of magic equipment, and the consumption is not large. Seeing that Sirin has not yet made a move, the old mage smiled and unleashed the third attack.

In his life, he has seen too many opponents who were defeated by underestimating the enemy. Since the young woman in front of him wants to pretend to be x, he will help her!

He polished the ring on his thumb, concentrated his magic power, and recited the spell in a low voice. After the short and vague syllables, he suddenly opened his mouth to spit out, and a black ghost head flew out of his mouth, heading straight for Sirin's face.

This spell is exactly the voodoo curse spell he used to kill Iqi earlier. It is an advanced curse spell, and its power cannot be underestimated.

Amy bit her lips lightly, feeling a little worried in her heart.

Is Sirin infected by Lolda?Stand still and let your opponent complete the spell?

The two spells approached one after another, and the ghoul also rushed over. Sirin bent down slightly, and said with a light smile: "This kind of offensive is barely qualified."

Before she finished speaking, she had already spun out her sword, and the fighting spirit above the long sword summoned a flowing wind barrier, stretching across her body, easily resisting the attacking spell.

wind wall?Are you also a free and happy wandering swordsman?

Amy complained inexplicably in her heart, is this the secret of the new sword skill that Sirin wants to show?

But in the next moment, Sirin's cold voice reached her ears.

"Back to the Wind Barrier—Fighting against the Wind!"

Under the agitation of the long sword, the barrier of wind spread suddenly, and the two blocked black magic spells rebounded along the original path, and the ghoul with its teeth and claws was smashed into pieces by the rushing sword energy!

Seeing this situation, Amy couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, with a surprised expression on her face.

A wind wall that can bounce back?This is too handsome!

The skinny black mage didn't expect this kind of situation either, his spell was actually bounced back by a swordsman parry?

Is this really something a swordsman can do?

Surprised, before he could cancel the spell at hand, he was hit by the poisonous snake fang and voodoo curse killing spells, and his body froze, unable to move.

After these two incantations, there was also a gale-like sword aura blowing over the hills, twisting his body into pieces.

The torrent of sword energy flew several feet before dissipating. The corpses of the ghoul and the mage overlapped together, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

Only the snake-head staff remained intact, and it landed on the roof of the carriage with a bang and rolled a few times before stopping.

Sirin withdrew her long sword, a blush flashed across her face, and her panting sound was slightly thick. She turned her head to look at Amy, with a proud smile on her lips, and said, "How about this sword skill?"

Amy gave her thumbs up without hesitation, and praised: "You are so handsome! You deserve it!"

Afna, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also opened her red lips slightly, her face full of surprise, she had never seen such a miraculous sword skill.

The status of a swordsman who can use such profound meaning is definitely not simple. No wonder Panier respects these two ladies so much, and even handed over the status medal bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor.

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ps: This chapter is close to [-] words, I am humble and begging for votes~~

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 120 Nine Unforgettable Hometowns

As soon as Amy finished complimenting Sirin, the system sent timely feedback.

Her side forehead was slightly dizzy, and there was another golden entry in the ability list. The degree of glare was not worse than that of Qianfeng Sword, and it looked very dazzling.

Amy doesn't want to complain anymore, it seems that the system really wants her to become the second Lingfeng Sword Master.

Obviously, Avna had also performed some kind of secret technique related to shadows before, so why didn't the system steal it?

Just staring at Xilin, is there a limit to intimacy for stealing skills?

There was no explanation for this broken system, and Amy had no choice but to hold back the excitement of "two gold a day" in her heart, and began to check her third golden skill.

【Backwind Barrier · Headwind Blowing the Clouds】

The flowing gale can become the most solid shield, and it can also be the most violent spear. If you skillfully drive them, it is easy to break through the fog and drive away the mist.

The golden item was completely formed, and the relevant perception picture of this sword skill was also transmitted to Amy's mind.

When Sirin comprehended the power of the Thousand Wind Sword, she spent many days on the peak and witnessed countless changes in the direction of the wind.

Against the wind and blowing the haze is a new profound meaning created by her after seeing the wind blowing away the mist in the mountains and forests, combined with the existing sword skills of the Extreme Sword Sect to return to the wind barrier.

Sirin is indeed a genius in the way of swordsmanship. The system synchronized the process of two sword skills perceptions for Amy. Amy just figured out how to use sword skills. As for the perception, her progress is basically zero.

These two esoteric techniques are also really powerful. Amitu's unique moves can be judged as golden skills, and their power is not bad.

Amy rubbed her forehead to relieve the pain, while digesting the images in her mind.

Seeing the appearance of the Moon Elf, Sirin knew that she had something to gain, so she controlled her disordered breathing, chuckled twice, and sheathed her sword.

Walking near the pile of broken corpses, Sirin first picked up the snake head staff and put it into the storage space.

This staff can remain intact under her sword skill profound meaning, so it should not be an ordinary thing, and I will take it out for research when I have free time.

She glanced at the fragments of the corpse on the ground again, and sighed helplessly.

She seemed to use too much force, and the old mage was not as strong as she expected, and was chopped into pieces by Nifeng Fulan, not even leaving the whole body.

As a high-level black magician, this guy doesn't have any powerful self-defense weapons?

Sirin's original plan was to throw the body among the undead, and use the magical effect of that land to resurrect the old mage into an obedient undead, and then interrogate the news from him.

But looking at the fragments, her plan seemed to be in vain.

"Lord Sirin, Lord Amy, the culprits have been executed, let's go back to the carriage first." Afna said, "I will ask someone to deal with the corpse here."

Shoveling up these pieces of meat from the roof of the carriage to dispose of them was quite exhausting physical work, how dare Avna bother these two big men?

She didn't want to do it herself, but she had plenty of men doing the odd jobs.

Sirin looked back at Amy, thought for a while, and said, "After collecting these body parts, put them in a container and send them to me."

She still decided to gamble on the special effect among the undead, no matter whether it succeeds or not, she has nothing to lose.

Afna complied.

Sirin took Amy's arm and jumped back to the compartment through the gap she cut.

At this time, the compartment of the carriage had been controlled by the flight attendants. Iverson, the noble young master, the guards and the female companion were all dressed neatly, sitting on their own beds, waiting for inquiries and investigations.

Although the noble young master is messed up, he doesn't dare to make a mistake in this situation.

When Iverson saw Amy, fire flashed in his eyes. The girl returned safely, which made him completely relieved and heaved a sigh of relief.

The old monster who threatened him was very powerful at first glance, and Iverson was afraid that these beautiful girls would not be his opponents, and something unexpected would happen.

He had just found the object of his love in this life, and he didn't want to lose hope immediately.

Afna looked at the four passengers in the compartment, her attitude was still gentle, and her voice was clear and clear, she said: "The incident happened suddenly, which shocked a few of you, but please don't worry, the villains have been punished by us." In addition, we will do our best to ensure the safety of all passengers in the upcoming journey."

"Of course, if there is another incident similar to tonight, please cooperate with the flight attendants, warn the police in time, and actively cooperate with the investigation."

"These are some small gifts prepared to calm your frightened mood. Please don't refuse."

Afna took out four beautifully packaged small gift boxes and placed them on the table in the compartment.

The polite side had already been revealed, and without waiting for the reaction of the four passengers in the compartment, Afna switched expressions on her own, her expression became serious, and she asked:

"Mr. Iverson Vandock, the black mage followed you into this compartment, didn't he?"

Iverson nodded grimly.