The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

"Since the magic contract has no effect..." Zhang Haoyang raised his right hand and smiled: "Does that mean that you don't need to follow me."

"No!" An angry light came from Metdale's sapphire eyes, and she rushed up and said viciously: "I don't care, since you put the ring on, you can't leave me."

well! Zhang Hao sighed. For this stubborn Hairen clan beauty, he has a headache. The other party is obviously a typical daughter, and she must have never traveled far. Although she is a nominal slave, but if it is true After walking around with myself, I still don't know who is taking care of whom.

It would be great if Lisi'er was here at this time. Although she is more foolish, she is knowledgeable and clever and can definitely give herself some advice. Zhang Hao thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and shook his head. If Lisi'er was really by her side, he would definitely not be able to stand it. Even her hot yin* made herself choking.

Seeing the faint bitter smile at the corner of Zhang Hao's mouth, his anger became more and more angry, and his crystal grape-like jade lips curled up and said angrily: "Why is this expression again, letting me follow makes you so embarrassed?"

"No, remember some things from the past?" Zhang Hao smiled, Lisi'er's beautiful shadow flashed in his mind, and he thought to himself: Lisi'er, this little Nizi is really pretty.

Seeing Zhang Hao in a trance again, Metdale groaned dissatisfiedly and said: "Don't be in a daze, let's go now."

"Okay, my companion must be waiting too impatiently." Zhang Hao nodded.

"Wait!" The general suddenly stopped the two who were about to leave. He stared at Zhang Hao with sharp eyes, and said in a heavy tone: "We are not your opponents. I admit that. My daughter is your slave. I also admit that, but..." The general changed his tone and said with a bit of murderous aura: "I hope you don't really treat my daughter as a slave. You can't let her suffer, you can't make her unhappy. You can't let her be wronged, otherwise... ...."

This is actually a sad thing that a father would say when he married his daughter. With such a beautiful daughter, being a slave is equivalent to marrying each other in disguise. However, Zhang Hao, a stupid boy, doesn’t understand the feelings of the other party. He doesn’t. The experience of marrying a wife. And he has no feeling for Metdale, so it is impossible to deliberately accommodate the other's elders.

"How about otherwise?" Zhang Hao also got angry and sneered: "If you have the ability, just let your own daughter go back with you, it won't work, you can also defeat me, so let me let you. All of you Let’s go together. If you hurt a little bit of my skin, I will let you slaughter and let it go.”

Zhang Hao was also bad-hearted, seeing that the other party was all magicians, and he happened to be their nemesis. I dared to say this.

"You kid..." The general was itching with hatred, but he also recognized the facts. After all, it was his daughter who wanted to be a slave to the other party, but the other party did not look at his daughter at all. Seeing her looks in her heart, she only agreed to it after a moment of softness.

The general Jun Jun's face flashed with a hint of confusion, and he said, "You are just a commoner, and my daughter is also a nobleman, with a noble status..."

The words below the general could not be said, because a huge magic teleportation array suddenly appeared above their heads. From inside came shocking waves of magical power. The momentum even overwhelmed the general himself.

"Who is going to come out of it?" The general murmured palely, except for Zhang Hao. The other people present are experts in magic, and they can feel that this powerful magic wave greatly exceeds the average level of a magician. The sum of about two magicians is already at the level of a demigod. Up.

Metdale quietly approached Zhang Hao, her body trembling slightly.

In the panic of the crowd, a white figure shot out from the magic circle, flew into Zhang Hao's arms, and cried happily.

"Lisi'er, why are you here? How did you find me?" Zhang Hao was dumbfounded with Lisi'er's wet body. Not long ago, he received a letter from the princess saying that Lisi's arrived in the cloth. Lu Zhen, he should be with Alicia right now.

"Just now, Ali, were you missing me?" Lisi asked with a blushing face with two tears left.

Zhang Hao nodded embarrassedly: "It seems that there is such a thing! I don't know too much."

"What does it mean that there is such a thing?" Zhang Hao's remarks made Lisi'er think he was very cute, and she couldn't help crying and laughing. The charming style of crying and laughing made the men around Feel suffocated.

Zhang Hao has gained Lisi’er’s ability to inspire her. As long as he misses Lisi’er, the latter will sense his location. Even if they are thousands of miles away, they will not be affected. The distance of tens of thousands of miles will help restore the person’s body and also reply. For Lisi'er of magic power, it was only the distance of three space magic transmissions.

After Lisie went to Bulu Town, she got along well with Alicia. She knew that her strength was still some distance from Zhang Hao. In order not to be a burden to the person she wanted, she practiced magic in these ten days. After all, she was originally a magician, with ten thousand years of mental power and ten thousand years of magic knowledge, so she broke through to the demigod stage in just twelve days.

If it were someone else, if she had tens of thousands of years, she would have become a god, and she was a demigod, and the progress would be very slow.

Metdale is very beautiful, rare in the world, but compared with the high elves, it is a little bit worse. Lisi'er needs to look and look, she needs to be tall and tall, and her body is better than that of Hairen's beautiful* women, and more Having learned knowledge gave her an intellectual temperament, and in a comprehensive comparison, Metdale was eclipsed.

"Human kid, who is she?" Metdale looked at the beautiful high elf like a flower **** with jealousy. The extremely negative emotions actually made her withstand the powerful magical pressure of Lisi'er, and she twisted angrily. Xiu Mei looked extremely upset.

"Who are you?" With her super feminine instinct, Lis'er sensed the hostility of Metdale to her. She was about to use the style of high elf to reprimand the other party, but suddenly he said: "You are actually Sea people? You didn't die in the battle of the gods?"

"How do you know our identity? Who are you?" A fear deep in the racial stigma began to spread in my heart, and Metdale began to feel that something unfortunate was about to happen to him.

The general who had been squinting at Lisi'er suddenly widened his eyes in amazement. He exclaimed, "It turns out to be a purebred high elf, everyone, go!"

After the general yelled, he immediately jumped into the water, even his daughter didn't even care about it.

When a dozen men of the Searen race heard the term ‘high elves’, they immediately woke up and jumped into the water one by one, desperately wandering to the depths of the seabed.

"Want to go, it's not so easy?" Lisi'er excitedly left Zhang Hao's arms, she opened her hands, and the purple magic light emanated from her body, expanding wildly as if to cover the sky. Zhang Hao has the ability to devour magic, and the magic light can't get close to him, so a half-meter-diameter vacuum belt is formed around him.

Met with this purple light, Metdale, who is not even afraid of death, yelled loudly, with a hoarse voice, like a ghost possessed, and she twitched her hands and feet like a mad woman, directly slamming Zhang Hao. I was shocked, thinking she was suffering from seizures.

Metedale struggled and rushed into Zhang Hao's half-meter vacuum belt before it gradually calmed down and turned into a low sob.

The purple magic light expanded to one kilometer away, and about thirty seconds later, more than a dozen objects with white light rushed out of the sea and floated in front of Lisi'er.

Putting away the magic and grabbing the dozen or so luminous objects in her hand, Lisi'er walked up to Zhang Hao with joy.

With Lisi'er approaching ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Metedale, who is not afraid of the sky, hides behind Zhang Hao like a child, and hugs her body tightly. There was also a rattling of teeth.

"Lisi'er, what did you do?" Zhang Hao said curiously: "They seem to be afraid of you."

Lis'er raised her chin and smiled proudly: "Of course, the sea people are the eternal slaves of our high elves. In order to prevent me from getting their life ring, of course I have to run away."

"The Ring of Life?"

"Yes! That's it." Lisi'er spread out her palms, revealing a dozen small colorful rings inside, and smiled as if she was credited: "Every time you wear this kind of ring, you can have a seaman slave, Ali. , You choose the best ones to wear? However, it is a pity that I let the most powerful one run away."

"I already have one." Zhang Hao raised his right hand and raised it to Lisi'er.

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