Fang Cheng said sincerely: "Thank you."

Then.

Fang Cheng pointed out with one finger, which fits the original original trajectory, instantly slashes through the space and penetrates the forehead of the junior magician.

Pang!

A wisp of blood was scattered.

A small blood hole appeared on the forehead of the junior magician. He had just revealed his identity and was about to test the situation with words, but he could not imagine it at all.

Fang Cheng didn't give him a chance to speak, so he just gave him a point of advice.

"Okay, come down." Fang Cheng grabbed the junior magician's arm, pulled him out of the wooden house, and then climbed onto the wooden house.

Dan Taicui and Wang Yan were stunned for a moment and also climbed up.

"So scary."

Wang Yan glanced at the body that was still motionless on the roadside, and couldn't help but shrink his neck and forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.

Dan Taicui is knowledgeable, but she is very calm.

"Go to the Zhenqiu Emperor Capital, when you arrive, these sturdy horses are all yours." Fang Cheng said to the middle-aged man who was riding the sturdy horse throne.

"Yes, sir." The man shivered all over and hurriedly drove his horse toward the direction of the Zhenqiu Imperial Capital.

On both sides of the road.

A group of people stopped in the distance, waiting for the mysterious magician to take action himself, showing their magic moves, and suddenly they were silent.

Birds flapped their wings in the sky.

A fierce horse trampled on the ground on the road.

They were all shocked and stood in a daze, waiting for the stalker horse to disappear from the horizon before the heated discussion was hot.

"Who is that young man in white?"

"A magician is killed with one point? Is it the white-clothed sword saint?"

"No, the White-clothed Sword Saint is carrying a slender silver sword. He is definitely not a White-clothed Sword Saint! And it seems that he is younger than the White-clothed Sword Saint!"

Passers-by were talking in a hurry, and it took a long time before the road returned to normal.

——

The Emperor's Capital of the True Autumn.

The city wall, which is more than fifty meters high, is covered with honeysuckle patterns. From a distance, it looks like an exquisite and dazzling craft.

"Um."
Chapter completed!