Witch Brigade

　　 Once the world of flies, it is now called the holy tree world.

　　 At the junction of a small tavern on the border of the human continent and the gluttony continent, Qianmen leisurely drank a glass of cheap ale, listening to the news in the tavern from adventurers from other places.

As a Qianmen who has advanced to level 7, it takes countless years of accumulation and deduction of his own secrets to advance to level 8. Tier, Tier 9 road feels far away.

Time flies, and the passage of time is merciless. He knows very well that if he can’t find the key to advanced 8th, his life will come to an end. After all, the secret medicine and precious materials that can prolong life in this world are basically already there. He used it all over.

　　 So, a person's name appeared in his heart. It can be said that without this person, although he believes that he will inevitably come to this point, he will not reach it so early.

　　 However, this person has already become a figure in the legend. Relying on the understanding of this person, Qianmian has found a few things about him, but it is not very helpful to him.

　　 Thousands of faces were stunned to think back then, who would have thought that the hairy boy was now a character in the story.

　　 At this moment, the door of the tavern was roughly pushed open. At night, the cold wind blew away the noise in the tavern.

Everyone looked at the person who walked into the tavern from the outside, a sturdy man who was half the height of an ordinary person, and the aura of the legendary rank 7 on his body unscrupulously pressed the people in the tavern, like a copper bell. His eyes scanned back and forth in the tavern.

　　 When he saw Qianmen, the big man laughed, "I found you."

　　 immediately strode towards the thousand faces.

　　 Thousands of faces calmly looked at the coming man, and said lightly: "Metal fortress Litton Duncan, I didn't expect you to find me."

　　 The wicked Litton Duncan sat face to face with a grin, and suddenly smiled: "Master Thousand Faces, it is my honor to find you, I don’t know..."

Thousand-faced fingers lightly tapped on the table, and a message came into Litton Duncan's mind along with the sound: "Go, this is a relic left by the adult in this world. What you can find depends on you. Good luck. Tell others that the game is over."

　　 Receiving the thousand-faced reward, Litton Duncan nodded repeatedly and quickly left the tavern.

　　 But when Litton Duncan had just left the pub, there was a sudden silence outside the pub, which was much quieter than the silence in the pub just now.

Qianmian's heart moved, and a strange and mysterious feeling filled his heart. He immediately got up and walked quickly to the entrance of the tavern. He saw a strange scene. The blue moonlight that had been hazy on the floor was now covered with it. Layers of faint, dreamlike, not far away, Litton Duncan, who had just walked out of the tavern, stood in a daze, his complexion suddenly ecstatic, and suddenly annoyed, as if it were all sorts of strange things, making Qian Mian confused.

　　 was the dim moonlight, and a thought suddenly popped out of his mind.

　　 Moonlight? !

Thousands of faces raised their heads impressively, but seeing the diagonal direction of the ever-changing blue moon, a dimly yellow moon that was two-thirds smaller, the moon shone in the sky, with a hint of solitude and loneliness in the cold, compared to the original blue moon. The moon is not in vain.

　　 Another moon **** appeared.

　　 This is Qianmen's second thought.

　　 And just when he was thinking about it, his body stepped into the moonlight involuntarily.

Thousands of faces were shocked, and there was still time to think about it. In the dim and dim moonlight, there were countless innumerable runes illuminating his mind suddenly, and the dim information of the clear spring shining directly into his soul, from above his soul Pentium flows by.

　　This, this is all mysterious knowledge.

　　 Thousand Faces thought in amazement, and immediately did not dare to neglect. Although these occult knowledge flowed through his mind, it did not leave any traces. He immediately turned his mind into a web, following the information river web.

　　 At this time, above the river of information, a wave hits, and it happens to be caught by the web of faith with a thousand faces, dragged to the bottom of the soul, temporarily suppressed by him, and dare not look more, the web of thoughts re-webs.

　　 So, after twelve nets, the faint and clear springs gradually dried up, and the rivers flowing above the soul could no longer be seen.

Thousand faces are full of sighs. This kind of opportunity is really rare in a thousand years, but only twelve chances. Thousand faces also tasted a little bit of information from the river, knowing this mysterious river flowing through the dim moon Everyone only has twelve chances to grab it. There are more or less, good or bad, all depends on their own luck, and has nothing to do with external factors such as their own strength.

　　 opened his eyes, a ray of morning light pierced the darkness, and the dim sun hanging in the night sky had long since disappeared.

　　 The flow of time is not right. It was just a moment of effort in the spiritual world, and it was actually a night.

　　 Thousand Faces secretly thought, ignoring the yelling of the people around them. Some people even hurriedly left the tavern, obviously keeping secret of the mysterious knowledge they had acquired.

　　 The moon is treated the same, everyone who is bathed in the moonlight got this time, and some people who saw such a weird sight, who were secretly timid, were frustrated, and some even cried.

　　 returned to his secret stronghold, after Qianmen carefully condensed his breath, he began to see the occult knowledge he found online.

　　 just entered the depths of the soul, but the twelve groups of information suddenly aggregated into one, and a human form was transformed into one during the circulation.

　　 The man glanced around and suddenly smiled: "Thousand faces, it's been a long time since I saw you."

　　 "You, you, you, Quinns..."

　　 Thousand Faces stammered, he never expected that Quinns would appear here.

　　 "Are you surprised?" Quinns smiled slightly: "Just be a moon god, don't make such a fuss."

　　 "The Moon God?! You actually want to be an enemy of Ms. Moon."

　　 Thousands of Faces are deeply shocked~www.ltnovel.com~ Even the fact that Quince appeared in the depths of his heart was ignored by him for a while.

　　 "It's already an enemy," Quinns said indifferently: "Don't talk about it, I am here today, mainly to see the old man, maybe this is our last side."

　　 "The last side?" Qian interview chewed on the meaning of Quinnes's words, seeming to understand, but feeling paradoxical.

　　 "Don't think too much, haven't you been looking for me? Since you are an old friend, I can help you make up for the next level 8 and level 9 roads."

　　Quines smiled and looked at each other.

　　 "You, have you reached this point?"

　　 Thousand Faces did not show any joy at all, but rather a bitter face.

Quinnes did not speak, and the whole person suddenly collapsed, and immediately countless information streams were spinning frantically. Soon two inclusive and inclusive runes slowly appeared in Qianmen's heart and burned into his mind. It was Qianmen. Since the creation of the secret, I have thought about the extension of the 8th and 9th steps day and night. Looking at the two runes in front of him, Qianmen only realized that his future path was unprecedentedly clear. The previous doubts were imagined in the runes. Can find the corresponding answer.

　　 "Thank you!" Qianmian said softly in his heart.

　　 The former enemy, after all, lowered its proud head.

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