I Killed the Dragon

　　 On the sidewalk under a building.

　　 A man wearing a red leather armor suddenly appeared, shocking the people walking on the road, and then the people on the street couldn't help rubbing their eyes and taking a closer look.

　　 There was no one just now, where did this strangely dressed guy come out? Could it be that I am dazzled, or is it dark? In fact, he was here just now, but he didn't pay attention?

　　 The middle-aged man looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly fell into self-doubt.

　　What the hell, I am sure, swear to God, there was absolutely no one here just now, this guy suddenly appeared in front of him, it was definitely not an illusion.

　　 The man in front of him shook his head, his face seemed a little pale, and he looked uncomfortable.

　　 "Are you okay?" The man took a step forward, caring.

　　 Gray shook his head vigorously, his head still dizzy, but compared to the previous two times, this time is undoubtedly better, at least he did not lose consciousness, it seems that he has gradually adapted to it, which is great.

　　 Hearing someone caring about himself, the voice seemed illusory and illusory, but he still heard it. Gray waved his hand subconsciously, "I'm fine, thank you."

"You're really okay, wouldn't it be because you smoked something?" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his complexion and thought of another possibility. This guy's appearance is really similar to those addicts, so he wouldn't really meet him. Is this kind of person?

　　 Thinking of this, the man took a few steps back. He was middle-aged. Compared with the average young man, he was much more cautious. He definitely didn't want to get involved in such trouble.

If an ordinary person needs help, he is willing to lend a helping hand. After all, he is kind to others, but in his heart this kind of person is a kind of self-willing, depraved, hopeless person. He is completely hopeless and will only cause trouble for himself. .

　　 Gray didn't know what the man was thinking, so he held his head and rubbed it slowly to relieve the dizziness in his brain.

　　 Suddenly, he felt his whole body hang upright, and a layer of goose bumps formed on his body, as if someone was stabbing his head with a sharp knife.

"what?"

　　 Before I could think about it, Gray grabbed the palm of his hand and the sword in the lake appeared in his hand, and then swiped it **** the top of his head. The action was lightning fast, and the person who came up to care about him was startled.

"Snapped!"

Gray felt like a sword was slashed on something heavy. The huge impact force slammed the palm of his hand holding the long sword. The mouth of the tiger holding the long sword cracked directly, and then there was a crisp cracking sound, it was the broken pottery. the sound of.

As soon as the sound reached Gray’s ears, he felt a pile of fragments hitting him. These fragments carried a powerful impact. The fragments hitting him were blocked by the dragon's leather armor, but the impact was still transmitted to him, like It's like being stoned on the body.

　　 The remaining fragments directly slashed his palms, cheeks, and the back of his neck, bringing out the hideous wounds. The blood flowing out of his face stained his face, making it more terrifying and impactful, making people afraid to approach.

　　 freed from captivity, grabbing the window with one hand to avoid the fate of being thrown to death from a high altitude, Bassaze looked down at the huge pottery that fell, and just saw the pottery being cut open with a sword.

　　Magic?

　　 Bassaze looked at him, ordinary people definitely can't do this. Just came out and met a mage, is it a coincidence?

"Damn, who is the one who is doing it, stand up for Lao Tzu!" When I just came over, I encountered an inexplicable crisis. He was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed from the negative state after crossing that Gray couldn't help but curse. .

　　 It is false to say that it is not angry. If you just reacted later, a heavy object of that kind of power smashed on your head, even if you have intermediate self-healing, if your head is smashed, you will not escape death.

　　 looked up, Gray saw a man grabbing a window at a glance.

　　 "It's you!" The injuries on his face and hands healed slowly, but the anger in his heart couldn't be eliminated. Gray's anger gushing in his eyes, he bent his knees and threw his sword at the man.

　　 Bassaze pulled his hands hard, and people rushed into the room through the window.

　　 Gray then climbed in from the window, looked at the guy in front of him, and walked over with a cold face, "The guy who offended me, tell me, how do you want to die?"

　　 Then, without waiting for him to speak, he threw a small fireball with his left hand.

　　 Bassaze faced such an attack, instinctively wrapped his hands round his chest, a group of transparent magic enveloping the small fireball, and consumed all the magic in it.

　　 "Wait, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding." Bassaze's mind turned quickly, and he immediately realized that this guy thought he had left things behind, so he wanted to get revenge on him.

"The Tao urn was dropped by Maxim. I am a victim just like you." Seeing that the grumpy guy in front of him had to do his hand, he wanted to fight melee by force, Bassaze quickly explained what happened in the shortest possible words, although he didn't. I can see it, but I can understand it when I think about it. Maxim must have come out before him, except for him, no one else will deliberately destroy this pottery urn.

If he didn’t escape in time, the result would be miserable. Even if he had a teacher’s spell on him, he wouldn’t die until he found Merlin’s heir. He would have to lose half his life and recover after a long period of cultivation. This time was long enough for Maxim to throw him away, find the Horcrux and release Morgana, then everything was over.

"Really, do you think I would believe you? I didn't see any Maxim. Now you are the only one lying sneaking outside the window. Who are you?" Gray didn't believe it, sharply pointed at Bassaze, "You I have to give me an explanation, otherwise I don’t want to leave today."

"It's really not me, Maxim Hoffas is the real murderer, he did it, and I was thrown down." Bassaze looked at his stubborn look, and wanted not to directly beat him down. , His eyes rolled, "How about I take you to find him and find him and ask him to explain to you?"

　　 "Grey." The elf flew in and sat on his shoulders.

　　 Gray felt a burst of clarity in his mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The anger in his heart diminished a lot, "That Maxim has hatred with you?"

　　 He also thought about it clearly, the height here is not enough, the pottery urn can't reach that state even if it falls, it must fall from a higher place.

　　 And this guy in front of him is also familiar, he seems to be a ghost rider, with two brushes, it may not be possible to fight it, so let's write down this matter for now.

　　 Of course, it wasn't him who persuaded him, but he felt that he wanted to clarify the truth and that he could not wrong the good people.

　　 Bassaze nodded, "Yes, Hoffas and I were sealed in the pottery urn. He escaped first, thinking about destroying the pottery urn and killing me or making me unable to stop his actions for the time being."

　　What is this Maxim Hoffas, the devil? It seems that he has never appeared in the ghost rider. This guy is not a ghost rider. What it is, seems to have extraordinary power, "Then I can't trust you for the time being, unless you give me something as collateral."

Bassaze glanced over the window outside, touched his clothes, took out a white gem the size of a soybean and threw it to Gray, "You are also a magician, and it seems that there is no magic weapon. This can help you cast spells. It’s okay, it’s better to find magic materials to make a staff or ring."

　　 He has already seen it, the guy on the opposite side already believed in himself, but he came up and back aggressively, and even wanted to blackmail himself.

But he didn’t care anymore. It was just a small gemstone that assisted in spellcasting. It was not as big as one-fifth of his hand, and the effect was very different. He didn’t use it at all, he could help him. To deal with Hoffas, there are multiple helpers.