I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Soon, the boss brought the food, and the two sat opposite each other at the table, eating their food in silence.

Soon, after finishing the meal, Fang Sheng said to Lewan, "Go out for a walk? Explore the terrain by the way."

Lewan nodded, gently wiped the oil stains from her mouth, stood up and came to Fang Sheng's side.

After walking out of the hotel, the two people's unfamiliar faces attracted the attention of many people, and some of these people were the onlookers in the morning. After recognizing the two, they honestly withdrew their gaze.

Feeling the looks of the people around her, Le Wan took Fang Sheng's hand. In her perception, the looks of the people around her were magnified by the blindfold. These looks were like sharp knives piercing her body, making her very uncomfortable.

Fang Sheng shook Lewan's little hand hard, indicating that he was by her side, then raised his head and began to scan the surroundings with sharp eyes.

The nameless man's battle-hardened aura was released unconsciously, causing the people around him who were looking at the two men to hold their breath and lower their heads and no longer pay attention to the two men.

Looking at the situation around him, Fang Sheng nodded with satisfaction, holding Lewan's soft little hand and walking forward.

"Thank you." Hearing Lewan's thanks, Fang Sheng responded softly: "We are teammates, aren't we?"

"Ah."

While exploring the surrounding terrain, Fang Sheng glanced around, and then asked in a low voice in Chinese: "Where should we go? To get to the next town."

Lewan raised her head, felt it for a moment, pointed to the east with her finger, and replied in Chinese as well: "Go east for more than 20 kilometers, and we will reach the next town."

Twenty kilometers? It's not that far away, as long as these two troubles are solved, then you can escape.

At this time, Lewan poked Fang Sheng and asked in a low voice: "Should the two of us buy a horse and escape from this town."

"No, the manager has sent someone to follow the two of us. If we escape at this time, the most likely possibility is that he will lead people to seal the exit of the town." Fang Sheng's face was solemn. This is not a good plan. If we continue to enforce it, It will only hurt both yourself and the manager.

Lewan lowered his head and pursed his lips: "Sorry, if I hadn't wanted to step into the town to take a rest, we wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing."

Fang Sheng comforted him: "Even if we don't enter the town, we will still be targeted by the cultists. Now that we have an additional manager, we have the opportunity to mediate. Besides..." He paused and said more carefully: "The fifth-level fantasy world will never be easy. Even if we escape by luck, there will definitely be more difficult levels waiting for us later.

Instead of escaping, why not face them head-on? Maybe after passing this mission, our first phase of the mission will be completed? "

After hearing Fang Sheng's explanation, Lewan raised her head and looked east, smiling: "Let's go over there and have a look, Lord Wuming."

Fang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, holding the other person's hand and walking towards the east.

Afterwards, the two of them visited the entire town as if they were tireless. It was not until evening that the two of them walked towards the hotel. One of the people following them silently took note of their route and prepared to go back and report to the manager.

After drawing the route of the two of them all afternoon on the paper, the man raised his head and found that the two had turned into an alley. He handed the paper in his hand to the teammate beside him, and then told him: "I will go in and investigate. If you hear When you hear my shouting or I don't speak, you run immediately and report the news to the manager."

The teammate nodded slightly, then tapped his head, clasping his hands together: "May the Mother Earth bless you." The man returned the salute, then hurriedly followed, slowing down and preparing to walk into the alley.

But just as he was about to enter the alley, a pair of big hands stretched out from the dark alley and dragged him into the alley. The owner of the hands seemed to be an expert at this. He covered the man's mouth, held down the man who was struggling wildly, and whispered in his ear: "Don't talk, or you may risk your life."

The man nodded wildly, and then felt that the strength of his hands restraining him had become much smaller. The man was overjoyed and quickly prepared to shout to let his teammates outside the alley escape quickly.

But at this moment, the man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. He subconsciously looked up and found that the thing that just hit him seemed to be a heavy book spine?

"Huh? You didn't faint?" A pleasant voice came to the man's ears. Just as the man was about to beg for mercy, the thick spine of the book hit the man's head hard.

"It's time to faint this time." After the words fell, the man fell to the ground and fell asleep peacefully.

Fang Sheng looked at the man who fell to the ground with a bloody head, and then at Le Wan who was holding a Mithril Scripture weighing forty kilograms in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"The one at the entrance of the alley has also been dealt with. I only used a restraint. Do you want to knock him unconscious?" While saying this, Lewan weighed the scripture in his hand, looking eager to try.

Fang Sheng pulled the people at the entrance of the alley into the alley. Hearing Le Wan's words, he subconsciously complained: "If the goddess of brilliance knew that you were hitting people with the church's mithril scripture, she would definitely impose divine punishment."

Lewan replied indifferently: "Don't worry, in my memory, the bishop of the Glory Church used the Holy Silver Scripture to hit the devil after using up the power of faith." After that, she turned to Fang Sheng and said: "So how do we deal with these two people?"

"Kill him and reduce the manager's power." Fang Sheng's words were very cold.

"But what if the manager turns against us tomorrow morning?"

Fang Sheng smiled lightly and explained for Lewan: "He doesn't have the capital to fall out. If he had, he would have attacked us long ago instead of waiting all the time."

After seeing Lewan nodding in understanding, Fang Sheng advised: "Why don't you go back, I'm going to deal with these two."

Hearing this, Lewan shook his head, took out the dagger from the space bag, and said firmly: "I'm with you!" Then he walked towards the imprisoned man.

Seeing this, Fang Sheng chuckled lightly, unsheathed the sharp sword behind his back, and sent someone to the underworld neatly. After that, he stood aside and watched Le Wan's movements.

She walked up to the man, holding the dagger high, ready to stab him.

The man knew what was going to happen next, and opened his mouth to say something with a horrified look on his face, but the restriction also took effect on the voice, so the man could not speak.

But emotions can be conveyed, especially fear magnified by the blindfold.

Le Wan's hands were trembling, and he was even a little unable to hold the dagger. When the imprisoned man saw the other party's appearance, life burst out in his eyes, and he struggled fiercely.

But how can a mere mortal break free from the shackles of a transcendent being? All he has done is just in vain.

As if he realized that he couldn't break free from the imprisonment, the man became crazy, his face was distorted, his lips moved, and he seemed to be cursing Lewan crazily.

Lewan was startled when a large amount of malice came from him. In panic, he put the dagger into the man's chest.

Since he was not killed in one blow, the man's face became even more distorted and he cursed even more crazily.

Perhaps after the first stab, Lewan's mentality had changed. She pulled out the dagger and stabbed the man again with spite.

With this blow, the man's life was completely lost, and Lewan collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Fang Sheng stepped forward, gently picked up Lewan, and looked at her pale face with great pity.

Sensing Fang Sheng's pity, Lewan said: "You have to adapt eventually."

"Well, you have to get used to it eventually!"