Magical Strategist

Chapter 189 The Wrath of the White God

"You are deaf, right?" Bai Fei asked.

"No, no, no..."

"Did you see a man and a woman riding a lion passing by?" Bai Fei asked again.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The bald man nodded desperately.

"Where are you going?" Bai Fei asked again.

"I, I don't know."

Bai Fei felt that he was being teased, and the black mamba in his hand pierced the bald man's back again. Then there was another burst of screams like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The little minions on the side quickly knelt down at Bai Fei's knees and begged for mercy: "Grandpa, please spare Brother Jie. He really doesn't know where those two people have gone. However, Brother Hui over there should know." The little minions pointed Talking about the huge pit.

"Where?" Bai Fei asked,

"look!"

Bai Fei felt angry again. He knew he couldn't see but still let him see. What did he mean? He raised his foot and kicked the little guy away, and said angrily: "Bring him here."

After a while, the man with the eyepatch who asked the real dragon to be beaten into black charcoal was carried over by three or two minions. He honestly told Bai Fei what happened.

Bai Fei immediately ordered the bald man: "Seal the entire mountain immediately, and we must not let those two people escape!"

The bald man didn't dare to disobey orders, so he had no choice but to agree. The order was given: "Set off the cannons and seal the mountain!"

The man with the eye patch also patted his horse and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, there is only one exit in Luodian Mountain. As long as the exit is sealed, they will be unable to fly."

The little guy hurriedly lit three firecrackers.

boom! bump! bump!

Listening to what the man with the eyepatch said: Both True Dragon and Irene were seriously injured, and the winding mountain road hindered their escape speed. Furthermore, there is only one road out of Rhodes Mountain, and it is now closed. In this way, chasing Irene is nothing more than catching a turtle in a jar. Bai Fei and his party mounted the leopard and ran towards the direction where the real dragon had left.

.........

At this time, Zhenlong and Irene arrived at the foot of the mountain. Not far ahead is the exit of Rhodes Mountain. But the exit had already been blocked by a hundred bandits.

Erin had to stop. She knew very well that both she and the real dragon were injured, and they would definitely suffer a big loss if they tried to break through. And Bai Fei could come out from behind at any time. If you can't escape, you might as well find a safe place to nurse your injuries before making any plans.

"How do you feel now?" Erin asked.

Exhausted and falling apart, Zhenlong weakly replied: "It feels as good as ever."

Erin said helplessly: "Just be normal, okay?"

The real dragon said again: "Dear Lord Moon God, how could you tell that I am abnormal? By the way, we are really popular, there are so many people waiting in front."

"Well, we can't get out for the time being." Erin looked around and found that there was only one road in the entire mountain from the entrance to the exit, and the rest was lush and dense jungle.

The jungle area is suitable for the running of the northern lion. So I decided to walk.

"Can you walk?" Erin asked again.

The real dragon seemed to be drunk, swaying from side to side and staggering. The fierce battle with the man with the eyepatch had already exhausted all his strength, and it was a miracle that he was still standing now. In order not to worry Irene, he deliberately pretended to be nonchalant, nodded and said, "Of course!" But as soon as he finished speaking, his head sank, his thighs felt weak, and he fell down.

I thought I would kiss the ground hard, but unexpectedly I fell into Irene's soft and fragrant arms. The real dragon said with a smile: "Wow, it smells so good."

Erin said angrily: "Shut up!"

With the support of Irene, the real dragon walked through the dense jungle, looking for a safe place to avoid the pursuers.

The overall shape of Rhodes Mountain is trapezoidal, with flat terrain on the east and west sides and steep north and south sides. The two of them walked from the west side of the mountain to the north. The road here can be said to be difficult to walk.

Steepness is one thing. Most of the plants growing here are thorny. In addition, it is slippery in rainy days, making walking difficult.

How could the real dragon still have the strength to walk? If Irene hadn't been supporting him along the way, he would have rolled down into the ravine.

In the haze, I discovered a dark cave not far away. He proposed to go to the cave to rest for a while.

The pain in Irene's abdomen finally subsided, but due to the long journey, the pain started to feel dull again, and it could relapse at any time. She agreed with the real dragon's proposal, and the two walked towards the cave.

At the entrance of the cave, there is a huge spider web, and several hungry spiders are enjoying the freshly caught food. A few dead vines hang from the top of the cave to the ground, like a curtain for the cave. Pulling back the dead vines, I found that the cave was not big and could accommodate at most a dozen people. With bandits in front of them and pursuers behind them, they were lucky to have such a cave for them to take a break.

Soon, the sky outside the cave gradually darkened. The sparse rain continues to fall, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaving into a soft net, covering the entire autumn world.

The sky is getting darker and darker, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs. The autumn wind of summer blew away the blooming flowers and chirping birds, and poured water into the cave.

Outside the cave, Luodian Mountain shivered in the sound of rain, as if it was crying out about the depression of being occupied by bandits for a long time.

Night falls.

The dark night in the wild is terrifying, especially in this deep mountain forest. At this time of year, there is no longer the melodious chirping of autumn insects, but instead the terrifying screams of birds and beasts.

Inside the cave, it was pitch black. The real dragon did not dare to use fire magic. He was afraid that the bright light would attract the pursuers. He could only use the faint red light emitted by the "metal piece" on his wrist to see clearly what was around him.

Ouch...ouch...ah...ah...

The howls of wolves and the eerie cries of crows were heard. It added a bit of terror to the cave with gusty winds.

Irene was wearing a thin long skirt, and the cold wind made her shiver. She curled up into a ball, maybe that would keep her warm.

The real dragon, who had always been affectionate and affectionate, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Without saying a word, he took off his magic robe and gave the body-warming robe to Irene for warmth.

Neither of them spoke, or rather, they didn't know what to say, and there was no suitable topic.

In the silent night, the atmosphere between the two seemed a little awkward and deserted.

He didn't expect this cold woman to chat with him to relieve his boredom. So the real dragon sat up cross-legged and began to nurse his injuries. As a mage, learning to regulate the physical condition is the most basic thing. A warm current filled my body, very comfortable and warm. My strength began to recover little by little, and the pain in my back and wrists slowly subsided...

"Your mother's name is Yilu, right?" Irene's voice broke the silence.

The real dragon opened his eyes fiercely, and the warmth that had finally gathered disappeared. What Eileen said was undoubtedly what interested him the most.

"Do you know me?" Zhenlong asked quickly.

"I don't know her, I just heard about her deeds. After all, Yilu is the former divine envoy of the Mora tribe. To be honest, if I could be half as smart as her, I wouldn't have to worry about not being able to defeat Ivan." explain.

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