The strongest deliveryman in the world

Chapter 252 Magic Gloves
When Han Jie and Fei Longqi found Xiao Yao, she was already pushed to the edge of the cliff.

The little demon was covered in blood, and looked in a terrible state of distress. Beside her, there was also Martha, who was also scarred.

The leading man of the Yanyang Kingdom assassin forced them to the edge of the cliff, and said with a sneer, "Even if you can't get the Moon Stone, if you kill the son of the inheritance, you can still seal the Moon Stone's ability for a period of time."

"stop!"

At this moment, Han Jie, who was chasing up from the grass behind, said loudly.

The Yanyang man turned his head, frowned, looked at Han Jie, and said with a sneer, "Just because of you, it just so happens that if you hand over the Moon Stone, you will be spared!"

"Han Jie, why are you back? Didn't I ask you to send the Moon Stone?" Seeing Han Jie, the little demon couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

She desperately held this man back, just to give Han Jie time to take away the Moon Stone.

"The moon stone is on me, you can try it." Han Jie said with a sneer.

Although the man had some doubts, he still walked forward step by step for the Moon Stone.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the forest behind Han Jie.

A hundred guards in iron armor and silver helmets came out neatly.

Before he had time to surprise the man, two hundred flying dragonriders flew over from the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, giving a very oppressive feeling.

Seeing the help coming, the seriously injured Xiao Yao finally felt relieved and passed out directly.

Martha, who was less injured, also breathed a sigh of relief, supported the unconscious little demon, and began to treat him.

Seeing so many soldiers, the Yanyang man's expression became extremely ugly. He was about to escape when he found that they were blocked in every direction.

"Catch him alive!" The chief guard issued an order in a cold tone.

The other soldiers immediately rushed forward, and several large nets formed by magic directly covered the man from all directions, making him unable to move an inch.

When the man was caught, Han Jie ignored him and rushed directly to the little demon.

Han Jie took out a heavenly elixir from his bosom, and put it directly into the little demon's mouth.

Martha couldn't help being slightly surprised when she looked at the elixir that contained astonishing spiritual power.

She was sure that this elixir was equivalent to the world's top god-level pill. She never expected that Han Jie would have such a precious thing.

He even gave it to others directly.

Although Xiao Yao was seriously injured, after taking the elixir, her bleeding stopped immediately, her flesh and blood healed slowly, and her cheeks were also a little bloody.

As soon as the pill was taken, the injury was instantly reversed.

Martha was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Han Jie, who was weaker than her, would possess such a magical medicine.

There were not many exceptions to Han Jie. His elixir was given by a real god, and it could life and death human flesh and bones.

"Send the son of inheritance to the city for treatment." The chief guard came up and said, saluted, and said, "We will push the assassin back to the palace and let the king deal with it."

Han Jie nodded and did not speak. Carrying the little demon on his back, he and Martha took him to the city and found the magic doctor.

After a whole day and night, the little demon's injury recovered. She just woke up and turned around. When she opened her eyes, she saw Han Jie. She couldn't help but asked anxiously, "Han Jie, the Moon Stone?"

"Don't worry, I've already been sent to the palace." Han Jie said comfortingly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yao, who had lost a lot of blood and was still pale, felt relieved.

"I'm sorry, I may have to rest for a few days before I have the energy to send you back." Xiao Yao said apologetically.

"It's okay." Han Jie shook his head.

"Can you take me back?" Martha, who was on the side, came over and asked.

"Are you from the same world as Han Jie?" Hearing this, Xiao Yao asked in confusion.

Martha nodded desperately.

"I'm sorry, I can't. Your situation is quite special. I didn't pick you up, so there is no way to send it back." Xiao Yao said.

Hearing this, Martha showed a disappointed expression.

Han Jie looked at her, and didn't know how to comfort her. He traveled to countless worlds and met many transmigrators through the Wanjie delivery system.

Every time I saw their disappointed expressions because they couldn't come back, I felt a little stuffy in my heart.

"It's okay, Han Jie, can you have a word with my family?" Martha said.

Han Jie nodded helplessly. He had often been scolded as crazy when he sent messages to the family members of the traversers.

However, he didn't want to explain. In order to avoid confusion, he didn't say they crossed over, only that they were abroad and didn't want to come back.

Although it was a lie, there was nothing he could do about it.

After that, Han Jie waited for the little demon to recuperate.

During this period, he took out the magic glove given to him by the little demon and began to practice.

Firstly, the spiritual power in this world is relatively abundant, and secondly, with the little demon by his side, he can teach him to contact.

Han Jie's talent is very high, and he has mastered many basic magics within a week.

In particular, Han Jie has mastered the method of cracking the Fengling Formation.

Moreover, he possessed the seventh-level magic gloves presented by the king, and the flame ball he summoned was as powerful as a human head.

Han Jie estimated in his heart that this might be equivalent to the power of an eighth-order ancient warrior on Earth.

If he learns the advanced magic in the manual, it should not be difficult to deal with ninth-level ancient warriors.

After two weeks, Xiao Yao was finally able to walk on the ground again, so she brought Han Jie back to the formation.

"Is it okay for you to be alone?" Han Jie asked worriedly.

"It doesn't matter, this place has been exposed. The king has sent two thousand elite soldiers to guard it, so there will be no more sneak attacks." The little demon said.

In order to protect the destiny of the country, they cannot leave their ancestral land. Since they have been exposed, they can only send heavy troops to guard them.

"Ok."

Han Jie nodded and felt relieved.

"Goodbye." The little demon waved his hand reluctantly, and then activated the formation.

hum!
Countless rays of light gathered and wrapped Han Jie in it, and then, with a soft sound, Han Jie's body disappeared in place.

After a while, Han Jie fell straight down and fell to the ground.

He stood up reluctantly, looked around, and found that he was back in the original temple.

"Almsgiver, you are finally back." There was a monk next to him, and he came over to salute and said.

Han Jie rubbed his temples that felt a little sore, turned around and asked, "How long have I been in?"

"About fifteen days." The monk replied.

Han Jie nodded. It seems that the flow of time in the two worlds is the same.

Afterwards, Han Jie rested for a while, put on the seventh-level magic glove, returned to the city with a vicious expression, and came down to the teahouse of the Ancient Martial Arts Association.

(End of this chapter)