The other three were two men and one woman. The woman was wearing armor and had an epee hanging from her waist. She was a warrior with a yellow shirt on her shoulders and the light of a crystal ball reflected in her eyes. The men are monks and necromancers.
The female warrior said to the little witch: "Master Bishop, why are you so surprised by an ordinary human being? The three of us are all high-level, and you have never taken us seriously." The necromancer laughed sharply: "Nong Qier is right, she doesn't even have fighting spirit, she's just rubbish."
The little witch shook her head. Because of her short body, she turned around with her body when she shook her head, "Bi Jie, what you said is completely wrong. Not only is this person not trash, but his strength... His strength is even higher than yours." She said solemnly After saying this, the monk, female warrior and necromancer could not believe it. They all put their eyes on the crystal and carefully looked at moshang in the crystal ball.
For some reason, the female warrior Nong Qier looked at Ming Zhi, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her face suddenly turned red. No one noticed her, and the necromancer Bi Jie said to the monk Wujing: "Bald head, what do you think?" The monk Wujing thought for a while: "I also have deep doubts about the bishop's words, but I have to believe it, because It is impossible for the bishop to read it wrong."
Necromancer Bi Jie laughed and said, "What? I don't take it seriously because of the inconsistencies." The little witch said, "It's very simple. Just check the level of this person in the temple, and you can know whether my words are right or wrong?" I was thinking: "I also hope that I am wrong, otherwise this person will definitely be a difficult stumbling block."
The little witch chanted a spell, and lightly touched the crystal ball with her right hand, the light of the crystal ball began to flicker, and the picture disappeared. The female warrior Nong Qier came back to her senses, the flush on her face subsided immediately. The necromancer Bi Jie said with a little excitement: "I really hope he is a high-level guy, so it will be exciting to fight, otherwise..." Monk Wujing said in surprise: "How could this be?" There is no such person" four words.
The wrinkles on the little witch's face basically showed no change in expression, but he knew clearly that when he saw the words "I can't find this person", his heart trembled: "It's strange, whether it is Fa There is no information about this person in the Temple of God, the Temple of Valkyrie, and various other professions, and he seems to have just emerged from nowhere."
Compared to the shock of the little witch, Bi Jie, the necromancer, seemed not to take it seriously. He laughed and said, "Don't be too surprised. This person is simply a low-level guy. I'm afraid he hasn't even reached the first level. How can there be his name in the temple?" ." Others were skeptical. Nong Qier, a female warrior, said: "Anyway, Bofan is miserable enough, should we rescue him, my lord bishop!"
The little witch said: "This kid is too arrogant, he deserves to suffer a little. Remember, although you are his slaves, you are not a tool he uses to bully others. If you want to find out the real purpose, I don't think that person will To kill him, just teach him a lesson." Bi Jie said: "My lord bishop said so badly about that man, I want to meet, will you two follow me?" Looking at Nong Qier and Wu Jing Said.
Nong Qier and Wu Jing asked the little witch for advice, the little witch thought for a while, and said: "It's still the same sentence, a lesson is enough, don't let your identities be exposed." Bi Jie said happily: "Observe, bishop My lord!" With a shake of his body, he turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared on the spot. The female warrior Nong Qier and the monk Wu Jing also went out one after another.
The room was quiet again, and the little witch tried the spell on the crystal ball again, thinking: "I can just see how much strength he has." The crystal ball flashed...
"Well, what is this? It seems that there is an aura covering the surroundings. Whose aura is this?" moshang subconsciously felt that someone was spying on him, and he naturally couldn't imagine that it was a mysterious little witch. Bofan was looking forward to it longingly, and the servants finally brought Da Liba, but his three servants did not come together, which made him disappointed for a while.
Da Liba was dressed in clean clothes, obviously just changed, the bloodstains on his face could not be concealed no matter how much powder was applied, when he saw Tudao and Duo Ruo, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly Shouting: "Brother Duoruo, Uncle Tudagger, you are here, you finally figured out a way to save me, I am so happy, my crime is too great."
Tu Dian and Duo Ruo finally breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw the scars on Da Liba's face, they thought of the pain he had suffered, and said angrily, "Master, it's really embarrassing for them to dare to treat you like this." Seeing that Bofan and the others were all beaten badly, Daliba immediately thought that Tudao had avenged him, and his stomach was full of anger, and he kicked the back of the head of Bofan who was kneeling on the side.
Bo Fan reluctantly knelt down, but was kicked and naturally fell to the ground. Da Liba punched and kicked him, not treating him as a human being. Asked to come back. Bofan was beaten until he was crying, and the dozen or so subordinates all looked like turtles, and none of them dared to step forward to help.
Da Liba started to beat him, and said disdainfully: "Aren't you very arrogant? Isn't it very fun to beat me? What? Do you feel the feeling of being beaten now?" Bo Fan shrank into a ball , begging: "The villain has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, please forgive me, I will not dare next time, I really dare not."
Da Liba slapped several times in the face: "Next time, do you want to have a next time? Isn't it enough to beat you? It seems that I haven't beaten you enough. I need to let you know how powerful I am." Listening to Bo Tudeng and Duo Ruo also felt that it was time to stop, and wanted to dissuade them from moaning, but how could the slave speak to the master, with a embarrassed expression, not knowing what to do.
Da Liba was extremely excited, looked around in the private room, picked up the ashtray and threw it on top of Bofan's head. Bo Fan secretly called out: "This time I hit the muzzle of the gun and I'm dead." "Are you still alive?" Da Liba said with a big laugh. Suddenly, his arm tightened, and someone grabbed it abruptly from mid-air. The man felt as if his arm was about to be crushed. Da Liba let go of his hand, and the ashtray hit the ground with a crisp sound.
"That's enough, I've been beaten up like this by you, and I'm all angry." moshang said, he really couldn't see it anymore, he felt that although Bofan was arrogant, Daliba was not far behind, he knew it would be like this , He should be made to suffer more. An outdated prince actually got into trouble with a powerful nobleman here. If he hadn't met himself, there would be no place to sleep in the coffin.
Da Liba glared at moshang fiercely, and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you meddle in Lao Tzu's business? You didn't see so many people here, none of them are my opponents. Are you also itchy and want to find me?" Do you want to fight?" Da Liba was so complacent, he didn't know that Ming Zhi was responsible for all the credit, and always thought that Tudao and Duo Ruo had avenged him, but Tu Dian and Duo Ruo hated that they hadn't explained to him in time. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he thought to himself: "I hope Master Ming will be merciful and not be as knowledgeable as him."