Magical Strategist

"It's useless. This bracelet has been secretly cursed. Yilu will not leave the key to us so easily." The girl said.

"A secret curse? No wonder this chain emits light from time to time. I thought it was strange at first. This vixen left so many troubles for us even after he died. But having said that, Miss Yue was still wise. Fortunately, I didn't kill him. Him, otherwise we will never get the key." The middle-aged man smiled at the girl and continued, "If I guess correctly, this secret curse is combined with this kid's life, right? In other words, the The chain is connected to his body and becomes a part of his body? This curse is really amazing."

The girl nodded slightly.

"That's not easy, just cut off his hand!" As he said that, the middle-aged man raised his dagger and cut off the real dragon's hand.

"No," the girl quickly stopped, "Hands are connected to things, what's the difference between doing this and killing him?" Her tone was slightly reproachful.

The middle-aged man quickly took back his weapon and said, "What should we do?"

"There is only one way, and that is to find the code to break the spell."

The real dragon obviously couldn't understand the strange conversation between the two. His only idea was to survive and escape.

The middle-aged man suddenly grabbed the hem of Zhenlong's clothes, dragged him up forcefully, and said harshly: "Tell me, what is Yilu's code word?"

The real dragon's feet were off the ground, and the feeling was very uncomfortable. Coupled with the internal injuries just now, blood spurted out from his throat. This blood was sprayed in the right place, and it sprayed all over the middle-aged man's face and clothes.

Thinking that what he was wearing was a silk windbreaker that cost him a month's salary. Such an expensive piece of clothing had failed like this. Even ten losers like you couldn't compare to this piece of clothing. The middle-aged man was so angry that he waved his sandbags. The big fist hit the real dragon's head. "You're looking for fucking death!"

Whoosh!

Soon enough, the middle-aged man was about to punch his fist, but he was held down by a white hand.

The middle-aged man frowned, looked up, and saw a pair of murderous eyes staring at him.

Zhenlong forced a smile on his lips. He was sure that he would be saved now... "Brother..."

The expressionless red-haired girl couldn't help but turn a little ugly when she saw the man who suddenly appeared, because that was the Soul Eater, Piro.

Piro shouted angrily and burst out with a rare golden fighting spirit. Compared with the black fighting spirit, this golden fighting spirit seemed sharper. The surrounding trees were uprooted by the air current, and the huge rocks were shaken into powder.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately took a few steps back, holding a dagger in a defensive posture.

Little did he know that on the surface he was unscathed, but his legs could not help but tremble. If it were anyone else who was hit by this kind of fighting spirit, they would be turned into pulp. When masters fight each other, you can tell who is stronger and who is weaker just by looking at their fighting spirit.

Finally, the middle-aged man couldn't resist the golden fighting spirit, his legs weakened and he collapsed to the ground. Piro spat on the middle-aged man, and there was a lump of white sticky stuff on the gorgeous silk clothes. Piro said harshly, "Huh, what? Is this what the blood elf killer is capable of? You're not even worthy of carrying my fucking shoes!" After saying that, he kicked the middle-aged man away.

Piro, who seems to be gentle, is not polite when he beats people up.

Piro raised his head and locked eyes on another target, who turned out to be an acquaintance. "Hey, who did I think it was? It turned out to be the great beauty of the Mora tribe of blood elves and one of the three great envoys. Girl Erin, I almost forgot. The "Moon Organization" you founded has changed its name to a pseudonym, right? ? They all call you the Moon God, right? I said, Xiaoyue, you have to take care of your little brother. I don’t care if you bully others, but you bullied my brother. As the saying goes, even if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. Your little brother is so serious. Isn’t that too disrespectful to your hands?”

Hearing this, Zhenlong's face turned gray and he said with difficulty, "Pillo, who do you think is a dog? You are the dog, and your whole family is a dog!"

Of course Luna knows who Piro is. The Soul Eater is recognized as a strong person in the world. She once told her subordinates that if they encounter someone of the same level as Piro, Lawrence, and Gallisis during a mission, they can directly retreat.

Not to mention Qing, even the Moon God himself was not sure of defeating Piro.

Facing Piro, as a divine messenger, she certainly wouldn't be as shocked as Qing and her legs would become weak.

"Bitch!" Yue cursed.

Piro didn't take it seriously, but instead teased, "Scold me, I like the way you curse. By the way, your injury healed very quickly, and you didn't leave any ugly scars, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to bear this responsibility."

"Thanks to you, I have recovered." Yue gently touched his left shoulder.

"Where are Blue and Purple? They probably didn't die. Hey, it's my fault that I was a bit harsh at the time. Could it be that you couldn't beat me and took it out on my brother?" Piro said lightly.

Yue lowered her head and spat softly: Bai's information is becoming more and more inaccurate. Didn't it mean that Lier Zhenlong only had a sister? Why did a brother suddenly appear? And he's a pervertedly powerful person like Soul Eater. "So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Yue said coldly with some provocation.

"Brother, kill them to avenge me!" the real dragon said angrily.

Piro raised his eyebrows and said, "For the sake of Ai Luo and Ivan, I won't do anything to you for the time being. Miss Yue, why can't you learn from your brother Ai Luo, and your chief patriarch Yi Fan, stay peacefully in the blood elf continent, taste the water from the Sunwell, and watch the ebb and flow of the sea, what a life you would like to have."

Yue rolled her eyes at Piro, meaning, if you like me enough to let you enjoy this kind of life, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it.

"Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. Let's get it right. I haven't been in a good mood recently, and I happened to meet Qing who wanted to kill my brother. Since I can't even discipline you, then I will discipline him for you!" After that, The corners of Piro's mouth turned up into an evil smile.

"you dare!"

As soon as Yue finished speaking, the wind blew up, and Piro teleported to appear next to Qing.

"What a coincidence, there is really no one in the world that I, Piro, dare not kill!"

Before he finished speaking, Piro threw up hundreds of kilograms of Qing into the air, and then drew an arc in the air with the Xiaoyao treasure fan in his hand. He heard a loud "boom" and a powerful bolt of lightning penetrated Qing's chest. .

Brush it!

Qing felt no pain at all, and was killed by Piro's blow. His body, burnt black by lightning, fell vertically from the air.

The blood elves who dare to bully my brother are simply lawless. Today I will kill one of you in front of you. If you want revenge or whatever, I am always waiting for you.

Yue is not stupid enough to fight the Soul Eater alone. She didn't say anything. She seemed to have expected Pirlo's behavior. She looked at the middle-aged man who had passed away with a complicated expression. This subordinate who had been serving for several months could have called him "uncle" affectionately. A loyal subordinate who is willing to go to pieces for Yue. But this girl was incredibly strong, and there was no sadness on her face.

Maybe she doesn't know what sadness is; maybe she just feels sorry for losing a right-hand man; maybe she feels angry when she sees Piro being so arrogant.

She still didn't say a word in the end. She looked up at Piro, clenched her slender fingers into fists and squeezed them tightly, then turned around and disappeared into the jungle...

"Brother, why did you let her go and kill her?" Zhenlong said quickly.

Pilo shook his head and said: "Let her go. Some people can be killed, just like squeezing an ant to death, but some people cannot be touched." As he said that, Pilo looked towards the place where the moon disappeared. If I could kill, this kind of thing wouldn't happen today.

Piro's meaningful words made the real dragon curious, "Untouchable? You mean that woman? Why?"

What Piro was most worried about finally came and it came so quickly. Naturally, the blood elf killer couldn't threaten him and could be knocked down in a few strokes. However, he came for the real dragon. After thinking hard for a while, he still held it back. He swallowed the long speech in his throat.

Piro smiled and said, "Well, we usually call this "politics". You are still young, so you don't understand. It's getting late, let's go home." Piro stretched out his hand, helped the real dragon up, and looked at the real dragon. The chain on Long's hand was still loose and he breathed a sigh of relief.