The Rise of the Lord of Marvel

'Why, they suddenly fought infighting? 'Pleasia maintains the magic circle in the sky, her head is full of question marks.

She has lived for more than 50 years, and she has never seen the development of this matter!

"Bold!" Ma Zhaotou quickly pulled out his waist knife and slashed the flames with one knife, "I don't think you are a master at all! How dare you pretend to deceive me in front of me, it's just courting death!"

At this moment, Ma Zhaotou's acting skills are so real. When people see it, the first impression is that he is the one who was deceived.

In fact, Ma Zhaotou himself is at a loss now. He doesn't understand why the guy who has worked with him a few times suddenly turned against the water, but he knows that he must continue to act. If everything is revealed, then he must be here. If he can't go on, those big households who have been deceived will definitely join forces to bury him.

At the same time, Ma Zhaotou couldn't catch the liar back. He cooperated a few times, and he also knew a little about the other party. It's really over.

"One Yuan Patriarch" is too lazy to take care of horses, people who can't read the wink, can't be saved!

But just as he was about to run out of the square, a force suddenly acted on his clothes and lifted him directly.

Prescia used the magician's hand, carried the liar, and threw it directly into the square.

Seeing that he was forced to come back, Ma Zhaotou also felt that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to say harsh words again. The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while.

Pfft! "One Yuan Patriarch" knelt down directly, with snot and tears, "I don't know which senior is here, the mastermind of this matter is bad horse, I was forced!"

Ma Zhaotou was shocked and slashed at the "Yuan Patriarch" who was kneeling on the ground.

Arcane Blast!

The impact hit the knife, and under the influence of the giant force, the waist knife flew out of Ma Chautou's hand and inserted into the soil next to it.

Pfft!After losing the waist knife, Ma Zhaotou's reaction was also very fast, he knelt down without saying a word, and shouted into the air in front, "Senior, don't listen to this liar to confuse the public! I was blackmailed by him! All The money is all here, and I didn't move at all!"

Ma Zhaotou took out all the money cheated from the merchants and the public and put it on the ground, and then followed the "Yuan Patriarch" and snorted on the ground.

Clap clap clap, like a symphony.

Both wolves exposed themselves, and the villagers below knew what happened no matter how stupid they were, but the seniors who were afraid and didn't know where they were, just surrounded the two of them.

Activate the rope!

Prescia lightly tapped, and two thick ropes placed on the side of the road, like snakes, wound around the two people and tied them up.

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and the shopkeeper Bu Zhuang looked around, he couldn't just stand still, he took a breath, strengthened his courage, and walked out.

"Fathers and folks, the seniors tied these two people, and naturally let us send them to office." The shopkeeper exuded a leader's temperament, "As for money..."

The shopkeeper's eyes swept across the faces of the people below, and everyone knew what the magistrate of this place was. If you handed over the money and waited for it to be returned, half of it would be good.

"Let me return it now, one or two of the amulets, and the merchants will wait for the amulets to be paid off before they consider it, how about it?"

As the first person who dares to stand up and take responsibility, the shopkeeper is still a bit prestige, and there is no problem with the distribution method, so naturally no one refutes it.

After solving the two liars, Presia turned around and wanted to say something, but found that the widow behind her was carrying her child and hid early, perhaps because she was afraid that Presia would be implicated when they were discovered.

Looking around, behind the box next to him, the child stretched out his hand and waved hard at Prescia, who turned his head, and then was pulled back.

Prescia smiled, put on the prepared hat, picked up the package, and walked towards the town gate.

"Lao Luo, follow her." In the restaurant, Zhuge Wolong said as he looked at Presia who was leaving.

"Sir, are you sure it's really her? She doesn't look like..." Luo Xiang handed over and wanted Zhuge Wolong to take his life back.

"It's her, Heavenly Dao shows that there is nothing wrong." Zhuge Wolong interrupted his subordinates' speech.

Luo Xiang was entangled and left by himself, Zhuge Wolong would have no guards, and it would be very troublesome if the chasing troops arrived!

Zhuge turned his head around and looked at Luo Xiang quietly.

One jumped out of the window, moving quickly between the roofs.

Xiahou, who had been watching a play in the tavern, suddenly raised his head and said, 'He is a master! '

After confirming this, Xiahou grabbed the matching sword beside the table and followed after him.

Zhuge Wolong frowned, counted one or two with his fingers, shook his head, supported the table and chair with his palm, and moved back.

With this movement, his legs leaked out, the leg bones were completely broken, and the wounds were still engraved with indistinguishable black patterns, which were all suffering in prison.

Luo Xiang, who was the first to leave, soon found Xiahou behind him, because the other party had no intention of concealing it at all. After estimating the distance between the two sides, he turned around and stopped.

"Stylus Luo Xiang?" Xiahou drew out his sword and walked forward step by step.

Glancing at the sword, Luo Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, "I'm not a swordsman."

"I know." Xia Hou held a sword flower, "There is still one Yan Chixia who is hiding her head and showing her tail among the swordsmen, so it's time to find other masters."

'Unfortunately, if you encounter this brown sugar, if you don't solve him, the adults will definitely be found! '

Luo Xiang thought about rushing directly towards Xiahou to get the first move!

"Wow hahaha! Good work!" Xiahou felt the blood in his body boil.

At a distance of five meters, two stylus pens were drawn from Luo Xiang's cuffs, eight or sixty-four judges killed the pen!

The pursuit is a word, risk!

Xiahou wielded his sword and moved lightly, maintaining a certain distance. The sword strokes were wide open but not lacking in delicacy.

All the phantoms drawn by the pen tip in the air were blocked by the blade.

Failing to attack, Luo Xiang took his breath away, one stylus defended and the other continued to attack.