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Nasin didn’t react at all, but when he suddenly went back to a chill in the temperature that dropped a dozen degrees between the sudden, he only opened his eyes and saw these pieces of ice like a handle. The sword, where it passes, plows the earth and sweeps directly through dozens of strange things.

The intrepid monsters on the underworld are fragile under the cold path of a path of cold, like delicate and fragile glassware, which instantly breaks into numerous crystal fragments.

At this time, the relationship between the slaughter and the slaughter has fallen, and there are not many IQ strangers screaming to launch a deadly impact on Brando. Only one third lucky can pass this interwoven Ray of Death. , screaming at Brando in the middle of the camp.

But Brando didn’t look at them.

I didn’t even lift my head.

Just turn Frost Chanter Xinna in your hand to the word tip and insert it into the land below.

‘hua la’ bangs, numerous sharp and sharp icicles burst out of the ground, like a blooming rose like Brando’s inserted sword as the center of all directions.

Almost every sharp ice tooth corresponds to one of the strangers, and their end can be imagined, even though they can dodge in midair, but the speed of icicles breaking ground is enough to make them react.

It is like a path of white light piercing from the ground.

Then everyone can only see the innumerable and incomplete crystal remnants being thrown up high or inserted on the icicles, without exception. It was not until a moment later that a path of crack appeared on the icicles, which collapsed and turned into pieces of ice crystals that melted into a pool of snow in a few minutes.

After the hurricane, there were only a few dozen wide gaps in the grounds, criss-crossed.

Brando silently put away the sword.

He was wearing a worn trench coat, a dirty shirt and vest inside, a wrinkled breeches, a short riding boots, bare feet, stepping on the ground, looking ragged, almost like a Beggar.

But at the moment, in the quiet camp, everyone’s eyes were somewhat strangely on him. For a moment, no one even said a half sentence.

There is only the sound of wu wu in the wilderness.

He raises head, looked at these people, and when his eyes fell on Mr. Liu, he only slightly stunned:

“Nine Phoenixes people?”

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(ps: I wrote Nine Phoenixes mainly to borrow Madara. Because I mentioned it before, let’s write it, so this story may not be too long. Also, gentlemen, please let go of Feng Huo, she is just a child. In addition, I recently worked with my friends to do mobile games and help with game planning. I am a bit busy, so I update them later every day.)

“So the place is called Rosalin, Madara is in the northwest direction? How far is it from Nine Phoenixes?”

Brando sat on a carriage dumped on the ground, took a water bag from the respectful guard, and took a sip of it. The water was mixed with the sweet taste of the spirits, with some kind of aroma of grass and infiltrated into him. Drying as if it were going to burn, let him immediately feel refreshed.

He didn’t drink in the past, but he got used to a lot after coming to this World. According to Saers, it was a change from boy to man. He sneered at this statement because he knew that an elf Oneesan was actually love wine as one’s life, which was just an excuse for her to express her position on alcohol that’s all.

Brando’s eyes looked at the distance, the night was cool like water, and the breeze blew through the smashing caravan camp on the banks of the Chusangze River, with a hint of sorrow.

The goods on the carriage were scattered all over the place. The guards had to find a way to pick up the black crystal from the ground and gather the cars that had not been damaged, but even if they temporarily repaired a part, the rest still exceeded the original one third. A large number of black crystals can only be piled on the ground, like a hill.

The dark surface shimmers with faint rays of light under the fire.

He already knows that these people are businessmen on this road. In many places in Vaunde, there is no difference between merchants and thieves. In civilized areas, they behave in a proper manner, but once they reach the wilderness, the murder is more black and black. There is something happening, and no one can manage it.

The temperament of these people is obviously not the person who has never done this kind of thing.

According to them, they traded back and forth between Rosalin and Tomro, mainly in dealing with Undeads, and undead is Madara’s undead, and these people can also name the Brumand black rose. But according to their description, this is the south side of the Sea of ​​Dead Moon, but I don’t know where the items are.

It should be close to Nine Phoenixes, but he knows nothing about Rosalin’s place name, and he lacks understanding of the Swift Plain across the n_strait, for Nine Phoenixes. What Brando knows is actually only one name and many legends.