Tina was very tired of practicing and fell asleep leaning against the fire. The soft weeds were cushioned. Although Wang Qinian had no tent, she was not all. There were reeds and weeds nearby, which were thickly laid under him.

Wang Qinian did not sleep. He was a lich. He was working on a weed and just closed his eyes to rest. Today, things were a bit strange. He estimated that something would happen at night. It was the same whether the lich would sleep. Usually, he often closed his eyes and reviewed the things that happened that day, sorted out what happened in the day, and considered whether he was doing things carefully during the day. If he had any shortcomings, what should he do in the future. Although it was not practicing magic, he felt that it was very beneficial to him.

After thinking about the things that happened a day, today is a bit special. He did not pass it in his mind like he usually did, and he still left some attention outside. Later, in the past, he entered the magic practice. He directly inherited the method of his body's predecessor Nichlus. In this world, as far as Wang Qinian knows, magic practice is generally divided into three sects. One sect is to meditate directly and absorb magic elements with his mind. However, this method starts to progress very quickly, but once he becomes a formal mage, he slows down; the other sect is to visualize the guardian element gods of various sects.

Or visualize the guardian angels, which starts slowly, but then the speed is very stable. Generally, mages use the element absorption method to get started and then turn to this sect. There is another sect, the most peculiar, which uses the prayer method, which is generally used by monks in the sect, also known as magic. In essence, it is magic. This method requires piety. The more pious it is, the better the effect. The simple and powerful the method is, and it is the same for magic in various sects. However, except for the light system, that is, the holy light system, other magicians generally do not believe in pious enough, but the effect is not good. Of course, there are other methods, but the sect is small.

Wang Qinian accepted Nichlus Andrew's way of practicing, mainly visualizing the God of Underworld, but he still doubted that after experiments, he found that visualizing objects were other things. He gradually realized the true meaning, but he used false practice. He did not believe in the so-called God of Underworld. After comparative experiments, he found that visualizing a plant lotus is better. His practice began to focus on visualizing the black lotus, and found that the effect was actually better than before.

But today, he did not visualize the lotus, but just sat quietly, his thinking was blank, and he always paid attention to the movements outside.

The night was quiet, and the autumn insects were singing weakly. There was no moon in the sky, and the stars blinked. Facing the wind, although the wind was very small, Wang Qinian's ears moved slightly and his body was in a daze. In the darkness, although there was a bonfire, even those who were interested could not see these faint changes.

Wang Qinian was still sitting there. He chose this place with a wide view, and it was difficult for him to attack him.

It was already three or four o'clock, and this was the time when a person slept the most. Not far behind him, there seemed to be a stone on the ground, which suddenly moved, like a night-driving bat, flashed by, and the stone disappeared, a cloak floated up, landed silently on the ground, and turned into an inconspicuous stone, just approaching Wang Qinian.

Wang Qinian turned his back to the stone, as if he had not noticed it at all. The stone did not move. After waiting for a long time, it turned into a cloak again, like a night owl. This time it landed, and then it bounced up again. A sword light flowed out of the cloak, as if a dark cloud was struck by lightning, attacking Wang Qinian behind.

The sword light invaded the body, and the assassin suddenly realized that something was wrong. It seemed that there was nothing, and his mind was clamoring. The sword light had passed and the shadow was broken like soap.

He missed a blow, and knew it was not good. A sword light lit up from the void next to him, and a figure appeared from the void. The assassin felt his body stagnant, as if he had entered a quagmire. He knew it was not good. This seemed to be a wind-binding technique in magic, and it seemed difficult for him to raise his hand.

Without allowing him to struggle, Wang Qinian's sword staff had arrived. He did not stab at his throat, but instead picked his wrists and ankles. In an instant, he let out a scream and fell to the ground.

Wang Qinian had already discovered that before he came, he had used his mental power to stimulate the wrist guard on his wrist. With the change of his will, his body had long disappeared. What he left was just an illusion. He did not expect that Wang Qinian was actually best at magic, but he thought that Wang Qinian only knew swordsmanship. He had arrived long ago. When Wang Qinian taught Tina's swordsmanship, he was watching from a distance, and he was even more sure that Wang Qinian was proficient in swordsmanship. He didn't know that Wang Qinian had been making arrangements since then, causing him to fall astray.

In a word, he lost a lot. He thought he had not discovered his whereabouts, and he was attacking from behind, and the wind direction was conducive to him hiding and would not blow his scent into Wang Qinian's nose. It seemed that everything had been taken into consideration. However, Wang Qinian expected that he would come, and without knowing it, he set up a magic warning in all directions. A very simple spell, without a trace of magic fluctuation, and when the enemy encountered it, there would be no movement, but it was transmitted into Wang Qinian's heart, so that Wang Qinian knew where someone was coming.

The enemy screamed and woke Tina up. She couldn't help but sit up and saw a man in black, wearing a cloak, lying on the ground. With the bonfire, she recognized her. Wasn't she the one she saw in the hotel during the day?

"Sir, who are you and who are instructed?" Wang Qinian stared in his eyes.

A slight smile appeared on his face: "Get closer, I'll tell you." A hint of cruelty appeared in his eyes inadvertently.

When Wang Qinian saw this gaze, he slowly walked towards him. When Wang Qinian walked into him three feet, he opened his mouth and a sharp blade suddenly spit out at Wang Qinian with a mouthful of saliva.

Wang Qinian raised his hand and a wind shield technique appeared in front of him. The blade suddenly paused in front of Wang Qinian, but then Wang Qinian's face changed. It was already too late. The enemy's mouth was bleeding, his body bleeded, his head tilted, and he died.

Wang Qinian hurriedly opened his mouth, and indeed there was poison hidden in his teeth. He smelled a bitter almond smell and shook his head unconsciously. He was dead and he didn't ask any information.

Tina did not scream, and someone died again. Judging from the scene, it seemed that they were killing them. In the past few days, Tina had seen many murders, and her mentality had long been numb.

When Wang Qinian saw that someone was dead, he searched his body. There was no clue on him, and there was not even anything that showed his identity. Wang Qinian only found a painting on him, but there were images of two people on it, which were Wang Qinian and Tina.

When Wang Qinian saw this portrait, he knew that someone had bribed the killer and came to kill him. Who was it? It was probably Eden. Wang Qinian's guess was based on evidence. He had a grudge against Eden, and there were two people in the painting.

Although Wang Qinian is probably Baron Eden, without conclusive evidence, Wang Qinian will not take action. Besides, he and Tina have left Baron Eden's fiefdom, and even left Earl Edward's fiefdom and will not go back to fall back to trap himself, not to mention that he still has a burden around him.

Tina probably guessed who was behind the scenes and begged: "Dear Master, let's leave here quickly, the farther the better."

Wang Qinian comforted, "I have never seen any situation, nothing, soldiers come to stop me, and when things come, you can't hide even if you want to."

After saying that, he squatted down and checked his body carefully again. This guy was obviously not a pure knight, but only an assassin, is he a member of the Silver Hand, a member of the Harpist Alliance, or a desperate?

Wang Qinian looked at the corpse carefully and looked very carefully, as if it was a treasure. Tina was puzzled, but she was a smart person and asked, "Dear Master, what's the good looking of the corpse?"

"Tina, people in the world always leave traces, even corpses, the same goes for this. Judging from the poison he used, he is a member of the killer organization. Unlike a person, I will look for it to see if there are any clues." Wang Qinian said.

Wang Qinian searched for the killer organization in the world and suddenly saw a strange pattern on his left arm. This pattern was very familiar. In my memory, it seemed to be the symbol of the Silver Hand. Could it be that the Silver Hand took action?

Wang Qinian has no good impression of the killer organization, but he also knows that the existence of such an organization must have its value, but it is still a headache to cause himself.

Wang Qinian's eyes were filled with cold light. Since he was here, he would accept the challenge. If the silver hand broke a killer, he would definitely not give up. However, no matter who it was, he would continue, but who was behind it, how should he solve it?

Wang Qinian was thinking about a question: Silver Hand is a killer organization for profit, but it also talks about credibility. If one dies, then there will be a second time. If all fails, the task will be increased by a higher level, and the price will be increased. If you refuse, the task will be cancelled.

But it's not the hand of silver, it's still between the two. Well, since you like to play, I'll play with you.

The body is easily discovered here. Wang Qinian thought about it and buried him. In this way, the killer organization may not be able to figure out whether the other party is dead and can gain some time. Thinking of this, he pointed to the earth under his feet, and a crack was opened to swallow the body, while Tina stared at all this in a daze.

Wang Qinian didn't want to explain. Although Tina had questions in her heart, she still knew the rules and did not ask whether this was magic. If Wang Qinian let her know, she would naturally know.

After the treated corpse, Tina no longer had the heart to sleep. Wang Qinian also knew this and said to Tina: "It's almost dawn, and you don't want to sleep anymore. Just practice swordsmanship, keep your fists and keep your mouth."
Chapter completed!