Accidentally reincarnated into a magic book

Chapter 223

"Adventurers... old man, do you mean the Adventurers Association?"

O'Noor instantly understood what the old man meant. He never expected that the old man was also nearby when he was in the Adventurer's Association yesterday.

Of course, Honor did not find the old man at that time, nor did the old man find Honor.

It would be great if I missed it as beautifully as it was then.

Honor sighed softly, but unfortunately now that the other party has come to the door, he has no choice but to avoid it.

"That's right, the old man is an adventurer, but that was a long time ago. Also, don't call the old man so kind, just call the old man 'Shi Lao'."

"No, I think Shi Lao's name is affectionate."

O'Nor couldn't help complaining, sure enough, the old people nowadays have some strange paranoia.

When Aonor was a human being, he had nothing to do with the elders in the family. Because he was an elder, he had to be obedient when he was a junior. In addition, the old people had a strong self-esteem, so Aonor felt that it was better not to provoke them at this time. The other party is better.

"Then, Shi Lao..."

O'Noor called out the name with a little embarrassment. He raised his hands sincerely and said to the old man: "Actually, I am a good person, and I have never hurt Wengla. If you let me go, I will leave Wengla immediately." Gera, never come back."

"Hmph, glib."

Shi Lao snorted coldly, and he looked Honor up and down: "The old man is not so easy to deceive, you still have the smell of blood on your body."

"Blood...the smell of blood..."

Onor was speechless.

What the old man said was not wrong. Today he seems to be surrounded by the smell of blood. First, Tamara was injured, then Sophie was injured, and blood spilled from the corner of his own mouth, but those were inevitable factors, and it was not Honor’s injury. others.

The old man looked at Honore meaningfully, as if he wanted to make Honore confess completely, so he asked him, "Your name is Honore, right?"

"Uh, you know my name?"

"It's easy to admit it." The old man seemed to nod admiringly, and then he raised his head suddenly, his sharp gaze was like a knife about to pierce Honor's chest.

"Old man, let me ask you, not long ago, did you fight against the A-level adventurer Fan of Poisonous Darkness?"

"The Fan of Poisonous Darkness..." Onor heard a familiar name and began to recall.

"Indeed, after shopping today, I was pestered by a cheongsam woman with a fan. It seems that she calls herself the Fan of Poisonous Darkness."

"Did you really kill her?"

"She's dead?!" Upon hearing the news, Honor's jaw almost dropped.

He waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I didn't kill her. I got rid of her entanglement at that time, and then left."

Honor carefully recalled the scene at that time, he seemed worried, and then turned to ask the little dragon on his shoulder: "Alifia, you didn't secretly go and eat her afterward."

Alifia shook her head as soon as Honor was questioned.

"Because my mother didn't let me... so I didn't..."

"What about Lord God? Could it be you sneaking up to take revenge?"

[There is no motive for committing the crime. 】

"I can rest assured that."

Onor patted his chest, it seems that the death of the guy named Fan of Poisonous Darkness had nothing to do with him.

"Well, Shi Lao, as you can see, I don't know about her death..."

Only halfway through his words, Onor choked up. He froze in place, feeling the tremendous pressure from the old man in front of him.

Shi Lao did not listen to Honor's excuse, but looked at Honor coldly.

At this time, the old man's gaze became more and more cold. Before, it was just a simple scrutiny, but now it is cold with murderous intent.

"The demon that destroyed Border City has now come to Vengra to do evil again. Before you harm more innocent lives, let me deal with you."

"I am the innocent life!" Onoruo shouted helplessly.

But before he finished speaking, the old man appeared in front of Honor like a phantom.

The old man stretched out his right hand, closed his fingers tightly, and used his hand as a knife to cut in front of Honor.

Horn was horrified, he tiptoed, and stepped back.

The old man wiped the cloth on his chest with the knife in his hand, and pulled the clothes in front of him open a long hole.

"my clothes!"

O'Noor was about to cry, but luckily the clothes were not completely torn off, only the outermost layer was torn open, otherwise O'Noor would have to fight with his upper body naked.

But the old man's movements were smooth and flowing, he didn't look like a dying old man at all, but was faster than any martial artist Honor had ever seen.

Seeing that the blow was in vain, the old man continued to thrust his left hand at Honor.

O'Nor's unserious face suddenly sank, and the murderous howl, like the roar of death, resounded in his ears.

Honor hurriedly reached out and grabbed the old man's wrist.

- caught empty!

Onor clearly saw that he had grabbed the old man's skinny wrist, but the next moment, the real feeling in his hand disappeared, and the knife in his hand wiped the gap between Onor's hands and went straight to his heart.

"hiss!"

Alifia hissed. Seeing that Honor was in danger, she jumped off Honor's shoulder.

The golden little dragon opened its mouth, and a strange vortex appeared in its mouth, wanting to swallow the old man in front of him from his arms and body in one gulp.

But the moment Alifia opened her mouth, the old man seemed to know something. He suddenly retracted his left hand and slapped his right hand from outside to in, slashing towards Alifia's body like a sharp sword.

"Alifia! Come back!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, O'Noor hugged the little dragon flying in front of him desperately, and he rolled on the ground. The old man's hand knife barely scratched O'Noor's arm, pulling a huge wound on his arm.

The blood kept flowing out, and Onor stood up panting.

If facing ordinary adventurers, facing the blow just now, Onor would definitely let Alifia continue to open her mouth with confidence.

After all, there is only one result, even if the opponent launches a fierce attack, it will be eaten by Alifia in one bite.

But it was different just now.

Onor noticed a subtle violation. Although he didn't know the reason, his sixth sense was warning him that if he continued to let it go, Alifia would be hurt.

Not far away, the old man missed the shot, but he didn't continue to pursue it. He seemed to be afraid of Alifia, and instead stepped back a few steps to distance himself from Honor.

"Why, don't you fight back?"

The slightly curved old man laughed at Honor.

Honor ignored him, held the little dragon in his hand, and said to her: "Alifia, go back to the space."

"Mom, Alifia is going to be with Mom."

The little dragon shook his head, looking very reluctant.

But Honor's eyes widened, and he said seriously: "God knows, lock her in."

After finishing speaking, a hole in space appeared in his hand, swallowing Alifia inside.

Then Onor looked up at the old man.

This time, he finally got serious.

(End of this chapter)