Quanmin: Spirit summoner? Summon the Crimson King at the start

Spiral Camp.

Qiao Hao, who used time to delete the copy and left the copy, was looking at the communication crystal in his hand as he walked, and dozens of messages sent by Han Feiyu were piled up.

"Wind Sand Guild and Blackwater Guild?"

The Black Sabbath did not have a record of triggering, so the Wind Sand Guild should not have been attracted by Han Feiyu, that is, there was some additional reason that caused the Wind Sand Guild to find a clue.

The murderer must have the consciousness of being killed, and Qiao Hao is not afraid of their arrival, but...

"A rough-looking shop owner with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a little boy, were all taken to Kuroshio Lake by them?"

In Qiao Hao's mind, the appearance of the shop owner who recommended a copy to him and the boy holding an umbrella appeared.

These two people are ordinary people.

His gaze froze, and letting two ordinary people be involved in this matter was definitely not what he wanted to see, let alone a child whose life had not yet begun.

An arrow exuding greasy and colorful streamers appeared in Qiao Hao's hand, and the black Sabbath flashed away in the shadows, along with the arrow in his hand.

The shop owner and the boy, Qiao Hao, have both been in contact and meet the set conditions of the Black Sabbath.

"When someone makes an action that hurts the two of them, the Black Sabbath appears to protect them, grabbing the soul of the target, and polluting the other with the Filthy Soul Arrow."

Qiao Hao, who sent the Black Sabbath, quickly walked into the teleportation array of Blackwater Town, because there was no teleportation between camps, he had to return to Blackwater Town first.

Then he used the communication crystal's call function and called Han Feiyu.

......

Kuroshio Lake.

"I'll go, you finally have movement."

Han Feiyu, whose hair was blown by the fierce wind, said excitedly to the communication crystal.

"How is it now?" Qiao Hao's voice sounded in Han Feiyu's ears.

"They are now at the entrance to the copy of [Drowning Man's Dreamland], some people have entered, and some are guarding the boss and the child."

"Wait for me, I'm in Blackwater Town now, it will pass soon, I cast a protective measure on them, but it may not always be effective, if the situation is not right, you help me save them first or delay time."

Han Feiyu gritted his teeth: "Okay, but you hurry up, I don't have any combat ability, at most delay time, and the leader of that wind and sand guild has come out, his mood seems to be a little abnormal!"

Shi Hongmao came out of the entrance of the [Dream of the Drowned] copy, pointed at the shop owner's head with red eyes, and roared:

"What about people! No one has ever seen that guy appear in this copy! You still dare to lie to us! Your son doesn't want it anymore, does he!

"It's not... I just recommended Kuroshio Lake to him, but he didn't say he would definitely come, and after three or four days, he may have left long ago! The

shop owner held his son's hand and said in a trembling voice.

After that, he saw that Jiang Ming also came out of the copy, and immediately said to the latter: "Master Jiang, these things really have nothing to do with us, you can let me and my son go back now, it's about to rain." He is still young and can't stand the rain of this Kuroshio Lake.

Jiang Ming pulled Shi Hongmao away, "You dare to kill the child, you really take the rules set by those adults as a wind, and everyone around is watching."

Shi Maohong broke away from Jiang Ming's hand, stared at his red eyes, and finally did not say anything.

Jiang Ming smiled and pressed the shop owner's shoulder, led the latter's body to another place where there were few people, and said: "Don't worry, let's look for it again and go back, we will definitely not let your son get rained."

"Lord Jiang..."

"Shh, don't talk, you can remember the memories yourself."

The shop owner looked down at his son's trembling body, thinking that there was really no way, he could only say Spiral Canyon, otherwise these people could really hurt his son.

When they came to a stone forest full of strange shapes.

The shop owner turned around and said, "I remember..."

It's Red Sword!

Suddenly, a Wind Sand Guild professional pointed to the replica entrance they had just been in and shouted.

Shi Hongmao and Jiang Ming instantly looked there, and under the dim light blocked by dark clouds, they saw a somewhat robust figure with a red sword on his back, heading towards the entrance of the [Drowning Dream] copy.

"Fucking finally found you! Die! Shi

Hongmao, who had been a little crazy for a long time, suddenly summoned a red horse covered in armor, sat up and ran towards the red sword figure!

Saita and Ge Wei also followed with people.

The shop owner took the boy's hand, looked at the blurry figure in the distance, and sighed in his heart, but he was a little glad that his son's life should be fine.

"Master Jiang, then we can go back now." He looked at Jiang Ming's back and said.

"When the people come out, then kill these two people, and the ones who have been shouting have been annoyed to death."

Jiang Ming rubbed his ears and said to the few professionals of the Wind Sand Guild who remained, without turning his head to keep up with Shi Hongmao's footsteps.

"What! You beasts! The

shop owner stared in disbelief, and a professional pulled out his weapon at his waist, and the sharp blade swung towards the two of them.

The shopkeeper only had time to crouch down and hug the boy, his eyes were tightly closed, but there was no expected pain, and he opened his eyes suspiciously.

I saw the professional with the knife, the hand wielding the knife stopped stiffly in midair, and his face was frightened and sluggish!

"Hey! What are you doing! What kind of madness?

His companion asked suspiciously.

Then the neck of the knife professional suddenly erupted into a wound, and he immediately let out a cry of pain, and his eyes were covered with a layer of greasy colorful streamers.

This terrifying shout startled Jiang Ming and some professionals who were still running to look back at the situation.

The knife-wielding professional withdrew his right hand that was holding the knife in mid-air and looked at his companion who was inquiring next to him.

"What the was your name just now? And what's going on with your eyes? Eh, what are you doing with your knife! I..." The

knife suddenly slashed at the neck of his companion, and the other party only had time to fall back, and the tip of the knife grazed the metal breastplate, flying out a few sparks.

The professional who fell to the ground roared, "You're sick!" A

painful expression appeared on the face of the professional with the knife, and in his eyes, the "creature" on the ground was not his companion, but a monster composed of a lump of greasy colored mud.

He raised his right hand again, used his skill, and the blade attached to the blue light instantly slashed down, "Die, monster!" The

shop owner and the boy on the side watched in amazement as the professional was frantically hacking his partner.

"Let's go!"

The shop owner reacted quickly, discerned the direction, picked up his child and ran in the direction of the camp.

"Hmph, want to escape?"

Jiang Ming's gaze froze, and a silver big sword appeared in his hand, flashing a white electric light, stabbing at the sky.

The white sword calls thunder!

On the head of the running shop owner, a white thunder fell out of thin air!

"How is it possible!"

Jiang Ming, who was originally confident in collecting his sword, suddenly exclaimed.

In his line of sight, that white thunder was actually blocked by something in midair!

The blocked white thunder dispersed, and Jiang Ming vaguely saw the outline of the edge of a hat.

"There are stealth units! The enemy is here!

Jiang Ming, who was experienced in combat, immediately roared at those Wind and Sand Guild professionals, "Magician, quickly use the Manifestation Skill for me!"

As he spoke, he inspired a necklace around his neck, and his eyes were covered with a shimmering light.

"What!"

When he looked back, he was instantly shocked.

In Jiang Ming's line of sight, a pale humanoid creature with a body shrouded in a black cloak and a double-horned face was already standing in front of him.

Those yellow vertical eyes looked directly at him without any emotion.

"You just attacked them, didn't you?"

The black cloak exploded instantly, and the pale arm with knotted muscles carried the wind of death towards Jiang Ming!