Chapter 351

Master Maga sighed and his eyes showed a dark color.

The Mengxin apprentice around him naturally understood that master, this was a matter of resentment against the nobles of the principality who secretly murdered him.

If it hadn't been for the accident, he would still be a master of armor making who was sought after by dignitaries in the principality, sitting in more than a dozen villas and thousands of apprentices under the door.

Such talents are abandoned by the principality. It is conceivable that once they are involved in the vortex of the upper aristocracy, even talents are trampled like weeds on the roadside.

Moreover, in order to prevent the master from making a comeback, the powerful aristocrat secretly abolished the master's rank, dissolved his apprentices, exiled to the wasteland, and was monitored by count Sharpe, forcing the other party to create more valuable equipment.

Scar inspires the God of war's secret skill. The flame armor is made by master Maga. It can be seen that the master's handwriting is extraordinary.

"Master, if we go to this group of thieves, once we find your armor making ability, even if there is such a shallow relationship, it's useless."

The apprentice asked. He raised his head, lay on the pile of wool, glanced over a group of vicious wolf cavalry, and cautiously glanced at the chariot leading the way ahead.

Twelve chariots form a "mountain" shape, carrying rich materials. They are bound by hemp rope and occupy space like squares. On the nearest car, there are many weapons and armor. In order to show respect for the enemy, they are sorted into two bulging mountain bags. The long knives and magic sticks of the strong of the military headquarters are randomly inserted on them, like two graves

The young apprentice didn't feel sharp and sharp. He threw pity eyes at the two "graves". Then a touch of flame bloomed, and a luxurious chariot rushed out.

As soon as his pupils contracted, he was the culprit of the wasteland tragedy, the thief leader known as the "Fox king".

Why do a group of wolves obey the command of a fox?

"Hehe, how low do you think he can be when he has such a wolf riding elite?"

Master Maga said lightly, and the fog at the bottom of his eyes dispersed again. He was energetic and had no previous lethargy.

Facing the apprentice's dull eyes, he glanced at the king and lowered his voice: "the strong man of the golden road is worth everything, including the glory of a armor maker."

"Master?"

The young man was gradually stunned. With a stiff face and trembling fingers, he pointed to the fox king who set fire in the distance: "he... Is an extraordinary person of the golden order?"

"Yes, if not, it's not far."

Master Maga narrowed his eyes slightly, like a shrewd old fox. His Gou way was a little higher than khruv's cultivation.

He contacted several extraordinary people in the Principality of Prynne, and the oppression brought to him by the fox king was no less than how much.

As long as he is appreciated by the other party, there will be an extraordinary person as the backing to quickly let him climb to the peak in a short time and break through the shackles of that layer!

Make a lot of money!

"Bang!"

Just when he was thoughtful, there was an explosion in the rear. A piece of bloody broken bone wiped his scalp and sputtered out.

Suddenly, the master and apprentice stiffened, curled up, squeezed in the pile of wool, looked back, and were stunned for a time.

"Poof poof!"

A mass of rolled turf and clods, vaguely recognizable as a vague figure, ran with people on both legs and rolled all the way.

In the back, a group of dancing people stared and emitted a faint green light, like a walking corpse with a violent buff.

Master Maga:“ Σ (っ° Д °;)っ”

Young apprentice: "∑ (° △° |)"

……

"If you choose anyone, you'll really find out the count?"

Facing the cold wind, the Long Satin hair raised a touch of flame, and the handsome face looked stunned.

Xiao Han stretched out one hand, and his open palm rushed out of the colorful waterfall. It was the divine skill [stealing].

After observing the weather changes, he set his eyes on a group of enthusiastic civilians at the gate of the city, because he was curious about what he had done to liberate civilians and how people liked him, so he opened the column of favor.

As a result, the liking degree was mostly between - 20 (trembling + fear) ~ + 5 (strangers). A group of people were labeled "white eyed wolf" by the fox king without hesitation.

But at the edge, a red number stained with blood, emitting an endless resentment, which is quite eye-catching.

Well, it was the old man on crutches. His initial liking was - 70. The next moment he jumped to - 80, which was outrageous.

Misunderstandings between people are caused by lack of trust. Therefore, the kind Xiao Han wanted to invite the other party in good faith and explain it face to face. However, due to the outbreak of winter at any time, it should not be too much to invite the other party with [stealing] magic.

I don't know what I hit. The old man ran all the way and hurried with all kinds of strange postures. Carp rolled, dragons flying in the sky, hungry tigers feeding, kneeling and sliding, savage collision, and pigs advancing

Then, forced by the old man's body and bones, Xiao Han planned to interrupt his divine skill and release an inflamed explosion to send the dying old man on the road. When count Sapu's name jumped out.

Xiao Han was slightly stunned and immediately looked pleased. No wonder he could make a coquettish operation that had nothing to do with people. It turned out to be a dog count.

But

Why did the people behind follow the count? When did [stealing] evolve into a group skill?

The Belt and Road Initiative

A word came out of his heart. When he reacted, his cheek twitched violently.

Recognizing the Earl of Sharpe, Xiao Han maintained the operation of divinity, stopped the wolf cavalry from attacking the unarmed civilians, and made more than 50 chain carriages speed up.

Want to go?

Hehe, a group of ravaged weak people attempt to change their lives without some setbacks?

There's nothing so good.

Look at the sincerity of Liao Hua when Guan Yu rode alone for thousands of miles (Xiao Han suspected it was a bicycle).

So, run a thousand mile marathon first

Just as Xiao Han led a large number of supplies on the way back to the city, in the surprised and frightening eyes of the wolf cavalry, an old man relentlessly chased the tail of the big army. Even if his legs were passively blasted by the inadvertently triggered bone explosion, his head was hit by a stone, his head was bleeding, and his clothes were stained with turf and soil, he was full of sincerity to go, Made him roll like a ball.

This scene made people cry bitterly, but the strange running posture and the twitching dance of the dead turned the inspirational story into a horror story immediately.

"Whew!"

A wolf cavalry couldn't hide his horror. He took out his crossbow and shot an arrow. He only heard count Sharpe scream. The crossbow and arrow grazed the inner side of his thigh and almost shot through the chicken.