Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Those bastards, whoever knows you, quickly guard against me, or wait for me, all of you **** will be bad! The young man came hurriedly under the push of several robbers. On the way, he kept struggling and yelling loudly, but in this struggle and yelling, a pair of eyes always blinked, giving A feeling of lack of confidence.

"Just ... Gaso, how could it be Gaso, this little king, I told him not to let him come back, why did he run back ..." The moment the young man walked into the church square, Laosa The expression on Rutter's face froze, and the old face turned pale instantly. A pair of eyes stared at the young man. The words from his mouth were intermittent and difficult to form a complete sentence.

"What's wrong, Uncle Salat?" Lin Li glanced at the old Salat next to him, and then looked at the young people in the church square. At this moment, everything was suddenly ~; Bai came over: "Did he, Is it your son? "

"Yes, it's this little bunny ..." Seeing his own son caught by the robber, the old man was so anxious that he was in a hurry: "What to do, Ferre, what can you do about this, this little bunny, When is it not good to return? I have to choose to come back at this time. I told him long ago that before the 15th of each month, don't return to Wuyun Town ... "

"Uncle Salat, don't worry, your son will be fine ..." Lin Li's words were not pure consolation. The reason was simple. The strength of this group of robbers was too weak. So many people were present. , The strongest also passed the tenth level, for a sixteenth level wizard, they are almost no different from the ants, as long as Lin Li is willing to kill them all at any time, the old Salat's son was rescued Then.

So Lin Li didn't worry from beginning to end. After comforting the old Salat, his eyes fell on the young man named Gaso. There were more than 1,000 people in the church square, and there were robbers in the residents, but it really made Lin Li feel Interested, but the unsatisfied son in the mouth of the old Salat, this young man named Gaso is indeed a bit interesting, wearing a tight-fitting leather armor often worn on his body, walking up the road, but the steps are vain, nothing like He used to practice martial arts, and when this guy walked to the church square, Lin Li once clearly saw that a small iron hook was partially exposed from his pocket. Lin Li remembered that this thing was the most stolen by the Garros thief. Common tools ...

It seems that this old Salat may be more upset than he thought ...

Several robbers Gasol brought to the church square. One of them took a few steps, trotting all the way to the long table, and whispering to the little leader who was counting money.

"What?" If this robber said, he immediately let the small head =: Leaping Thunder, seeing that his money was no longer counted and no one scolded him, and he suddenly stood up from behind the long table with a face It was the fierce look of cannibalism that came to Gasol step by step.

After that, there was a crisp sound.

"Mum. Bold!" Little head =: Slap hard. Gasso swollen half of his face on the spot.

Follow. Kicked out again. At the same time, Gasol won a maggot. Had it not been for the two robbers behind him to support him stably. I'm afraid it is this foot. Can knock him to the ground on the spot. After one kick. The little boss is still here. It ’s just a beating. “Mom. You have a boss, too. Okay. I ’ll check it out today. Is your backstage hard. Or I ’m a hard fist. You guys. What are you still doing?” Fuck hit me. Hit me dead! "

The little boss screamed. Other robbers swarmed. For a while. Just listen to the sound of **** on the flesh.

When slaps fell on Gasol. Old Salat had already clenched his fist tightly. A dozen robbers swarmed up at this time. He was beaten hard against his son. Old Salat couldn't help it anymore.

"Marcor. Your bandits. Let go of my son!" Old Salat didn't know where the power came from. As soon as he raised his hand, he turned away from the crowd in front of him. Follow. Just rushed in the eyes of everyone.

Don't wait for everyone to react. The old Salat was like a hen who protected her cubs. Keep Gaso firmly behind him. Let the fist just rain. Successively falling on himself.

However, the old Salat is an old man in his fifties, after all, even if he is strong enough to beat the iron body all the year round, he is far from being young. At this time, more than a dozen robbers add their fists and feet. Can it withstand it? Only a moment later, the old Salat had been spit with blood, and he couldn't help falling to the ground with his eyes.

"Damn, I'm immortal, do you want to die? Okay, I'll give this machine!"

This time, Lin Li couldn't stop.

Lin Liyao

, Took the staff of the sky from the ring of the endless storm, followed, and put: |

Suddenly, I saw a bright red, spreading on the church square. The sight of thousands of **** vines growing like tens of red venomous snakes entangled tightly, and bright red blood flowers bloomed in At this moment, more than a thousand people on the ground in the church square were indifferent. Everyone looked at the center of the church square, staring at the suffocating red.

"Hell, what is this ..." A group of robbers hadn't even had time to scream, and in a split second ~ a piece of red was swallowed up.

When it comes to that, it is the little chief called the Markit Bandit. Hundreds of blood vines are tightly wrapped around him, and they are wrapped around in circles. It seems that they are densely wrapped around him. Live, this is the real fifteenth level of magic, not even the great wizard can fight, let alone Marco, a low-level fighter, he can not struggle, can not resist, can only watch these hundreds of eyes open The blood rattle becomes tighter and tighter ...

After doing all this, Lin Li patted the dust on the robe and slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Honestly, Marco, I don't think you have a chance to have dinner ..."

"You you you ... who are you?" Poor Marco was entangled with blood vines tightly, and he could even feel that these **** vines had countless spikes and were slowly moving into his body at this time. Squeezing, the pain is not intense, but it makes people feel involuntarily desperate, as if a blunt knife is slowly cutting their body ...

"I?" Lin Li said a mantra and slightly controlled the growth of blood vines so that they would not hurt innocent people. Then he answered with a smile: "A person who doesn't want to pay taxes ..."

Just as the two asked and answered each other, a whispering voice came from the crowd of the church. At the beginning, it was only two or three people, but soon, the voice of the two or three people was good. Like the plague, it soon spread across the church square.

Someone is asking each other, do you know where this young man came from, and then naturally, there are people who know Lin Lin, proud to tell them that this young man just moved to Wuyun Town a month ago. What did you buy in your own shop a few days ...

However, no matter whether you know it or not, no one in this field of more than a thousand people has thought that this young man with a gentle look turned out to be a magician with great power!

For the residents of Wuyun Town, this news is simply a shocking shock. In their eyes, the magician is simply the most mysterious profession in the world. They manipulate lightning and storm flames and frost. They use powers that are not ordinary , Created one after another in the world.

A month ago, when this young man just moved to Wuyun Town, the residents just thought that this was a very cute guy, gentle and humble, and he laughed at everyone. At that time, they But never thought that this likable young man had hidden such a powerful force behind the mildness and humility.

"Ferret is really a magician?"

"Of course!" It was exactly the landlord, a fat over 40-year-old, who was driving a bakery. At this moment, Fat Aunt was proudly showing off to his neighbors, showing off himself. At that time, it was obvious at first glance that this young man was not ordinary, and how to give him meticulous care in his usual life ...

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For a while, the church square became extremely lively, and everyone's hanging heart fell down. At this time, no one cared about the robbers. In their opinion, since a magician appeared in Wuyun Town I am afraid that these little robbers can only die.

"I, I, I ... I warn you boy, we are the members of the Xia Rogue Group, if you dare to mess up, our boss will never let you go ..." Marco is under the entanglement of blood rattan He has completely lost his previous authority, and now he is almost like a drowning man, desperately trying to catch the last life-saving straw.

Unfortunately, this straw has no meaning to Lin Li, because he doesn't know what the Asian Thieves Group is, and he doesn't even know what the "boss" in Marc's mouth is.

"Honestly, Mr. Marco, you're talking too much ..."

Then, the gem on the top of the dome lighted up ...