The Magic Healer in the Another world

"Roos, what are you doing?" Klein, who was not far away, also hurried over, with a trace of anger on his face, and then raised Feng Ye who fell to the ground with concern: "How are you doing, Feng Ye? "

"I'm fine." Feng Ye waved her hand and coughed up a bite of blood again, secretly said: "Fortunately, I just floated a layer of spiritual protection on the surface of the body in time, otherwise, if ..."

"Feng Ye, don't move." Klein's eyes suddenly lighted up, and a huge wave of spiritual power rose from her body. In the eyes of all guests, three green apertures from Klein Came out of his head and finally levitated behind Klein's head.

"It's a spiritual ring, three spiritual rings. Isn't this Klein teacher an aphrodisiac? How can he be so good at the spiritual master."

"The Three Spirit Rings ... this is not something ordinary people can have."

"It seems that the identity of this Klein teacher is not simple. I'm afraid it's not just that of a teacher at the Sith Academy."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

Ignoring the surrounding discussions, after Klein emerged from the ring, she kept whispering something in her mouth. Suddenly, Klein's eyes suddenly burst into a fine mans, and then three green apertures suspended behind her head. On the outermost side of it, suddenly lit up, a huge aquamarine phantom appeared behind Klein, which was the third-order water spirit beast Qingming Water Demon absorbed by Klein when he advanced to the third-order spirit master.

"Gan Lin spills!"

A chant chanted out of Teacher Klein's mouth, hovering behind Teacher Klein's phantom, the ghost image of the Qingming Water Demon was instantly green, and a dazzling green light came from Teacher Klein's hands at the next moment. Spilled on Feng Ye's body.

Feng Ye's pale face suddenly turned red, and her brows frowned because of pain.

"What's the matter?" A majestic voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, and then the crowd suddenly separated, and the Lord of Sonas entered with a serious face, looking at Roo who stood there indifferently. Sri Lanka.

"Teach a little spiritualist, Uncle Sonas, people like you at the banquet can mix in, it's really ..." Roos sighed and shook his head, shook his sleeves, his expression was just like It just swept away an ant.

"Where did this boy come from? The tone is so arrogant?"

"Yeah, haven't you seen it in Tallinn before?"

"I just heard from the host of the city of Sonas, it seems to come from the capital of Colton."

"Nobleman from the king capital? This ..."

Listening to the noisy voices in the crowd, Jason checked Feng Ye's body, then stood up with a sullen face, and walked to Roos not far away. As a spiritualist, he naturally knew that Feng Ye had received How heavy is the injury, this guy really did.

Looking at Jason staring at him slowly, approaching slowly, Roos said with a sneering face: "What are you doing, little guy? Wouldn't it be thinking ..."

"Peng!"

Roos said only half of it. In frightened eyes, he saw a fist grow sharply in front of his eyes, hitting his face heavily, and in a muffled sound, Roos was full of people. Zhefei flew out, a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little dazed.

He could n’t think of it. The young man who did n’t look big would punch his head without saying a word, and he could not tolerate any reaction at all, and what Roos could not think of was himself as a low-level spiritualist. Will be injured by the teenager's seemingly flirty punch.

"Dare to hurt my teacher, there must be the consciousness of being beaten." Jason's words fell and kicked again.

In amazement, Roos hurriedly blocked with his right hand. With a bang, Roos only felt a numbness in his right hand, and a subtle bone moan sounded, and then a sudden pain came into his mind, letting Roos's face instantly twisted.

"Master Jason."

"Jason."

The master of Sonas and teacher Klein called at the same time, stopping Jason who had to move on.

"Why? Lord Sonas? Does this lawless lunatic have to keep him rampant?"

The Lord Sonas frowned, "Master Jason, I see this ..."

"Othello, where did you die?" Roos, who stood up, made a roar, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face became extremely distorted, like a angry mad dog, he really did not I thought that in a small place like Tallinn, some people dared to hurt themselves.

"Master!" A figure quickly rushed in from outside the banquet hall and stood in front of Roos. This is a middle-aged man with a long sword hanging from his waist, wearing a delicate silver armor, full of pride There is a long scar on his face, which adds a bit of coldness and toughness.

"Master!" Feeling the breath of the man, Jason's face could not help revealing a dignity, and Feng Ye's face was slightly changed. As spiritualists, they could feel from the middle-aged man To an unspeakable pressure.

"Othello, solve both of them for me." With a slight smile on his face, Roos pointed to Jason and Feng Ye in front of him.

"Yes, young master." The middle-aged man responded softly, turned to look at Jason and Feng Ye, and walked forward slowly.

An invisible pressure was created out of thin air throughout the banquet hall.

"Enough, Roos." Klein's face was a little angry.

The Lord Sonas frowned, and his face looked a little gloomy: "Roos, stop fooling around, this is the case."

"Enough? Haha!" Roos couldn't help laughing, and then said to Sonas: "Uncle Sonas, I respectfully call you uncle, from small to big, I haven't been beaten by others like this, You just let me do that, huh, ridiculous, Othello, let me do it. "

Roos was full of anger at this moment. Although his father told him to listen to Uncle Sonas when he was in Tallinn before his departure, Roos was blinded by anger at the moment, and he could not hear anything at all. .

"Dare to hit me Roos, I want you to regret coming to this world." Roos red eyes, roared in his heart.

"call!"

Othello's body instantly turned into a residual image, hitting Jason with a punch. The entire banquet hall was violently blown under Othello's punch, and a fierce whine was heard in the air.

An indescribable pressure enveloped Jason's body in an instant. Under the pressure of Othello, Jason only felt that his body's skin jumped in an instant, and his hair was standing upright, countless goose bumps on Jason's A sharp emergence on the skin.

There was no time for a reaction at all, a strange light flashed in Jason's eyes, and the power of the powerful soul instantly turned into a cone, which radiated away towards Othello in front of him.

A violent, painful pain in the bone marrow suddenly occurred in Jason's mind, and Othello's lightning figure in front of him was only a slight pause in the air, and then he attacked Jason fiercely without hindrance.

At this moment, Jason felt the breath of death.

"Boom!" A huge noise rang in the banquet hall. A figure stopped in front of Jason at the moment when Othello's fist was about to hit Jason, blocking Jason's attack. Strong energy was in the banquet hall. Under the influence of this vitality, the body of the nearby guests shook involuntarily.

"Jones, Lord Jones." After seeing the man who blocked Othello's powerful blow, there was a burst of exclamation in the crowd. It was the first strong man of Tallinn who had been standing behind the master of Sonas , Jones of the fifth-order lower-level spiritual master.

In Tallinn City, people have great confidence in this middle-aged man who is called the Tallinn's strongest man.

"No, Othello doesn't look weaker than Jones." Jason is not like ordinary ordinary people. From the moments before the two met, and Jones's dignified face, he saw something.

"Jones, don't we both want to have a game? Your strength is not bad, but at most you have a tie, and I want to protect others in front of me, I'm afraid I don't have that ability yet." Othello looked at Jones in front of him, face There was a sneer on his face.

Othello is right. At the same time, the Jones of the lower level spiritual master is as strong as him. It is fair to fight. It is not necessarily who wins or loses. If you still have to concentrate on protecting others, do n’t say you ca n’t protect them. I am afraid that Jones is the only one. Be careful to be killed by Othello.

"Huh, isn't this Roos, how did you get beaten like this pig? Haha, it's really majestic, but this is Tallinn, it's not the king capital, it's not where you play majesty, Master Jason, you Rest assured, with me here, no one wants to move you. "A soft voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and then a mature and charming woman came to Jason's side, which was the Yan Ji that Jason had previously known. .

"Fuck, this Jason peach luck is too good, who is this woman? The best!" There was a sound of swallowing from the crowd.

Jason glanced at Yan Ji somewhat depressed, he seemed to be unfamiliar with her, right?

"Damn, who is this stinky woman? Othello, what are you doing? You haven't done it yet," Roos growled.

"Hoo!" Othello's figure suddenly soared, and the afterimage of Dao Dao flashed in the hall. The speed was so fast that he suddenly passed Jones's block, and with a strong wind right hand, it was like a mountain that fell from the sky In general, the two of Jason and Yanji shrouded in front of them.

"Othello, you are dead!"

A roar suddenly sounded in the ears of everyone. All the people on the scene only saw a flash of light. Othello's body, which was originally pressed like Taishan, flew backwards like a broken kite. A puff of blood spewed out in the air.

A strong man like an iron tower came to Yan Ji's side, and the eyes of copper bells stared deadly at Othello who fell to the ground and stood up quickly.

"Uncle Barton, thank you." Yan Ji smiled with a smile on her face, stunning the audience.

"Well, miss, you can rest assured. If the boy Othello dares to come up again, I will slapp him with a slap."

With blood on the corner of his mouth, Othello looked at the tower-like man staring at him in horror, with a trace of fear on his face.

"What level is the strong man who can slap himself as a low-level sect spirit master? Intermediate sect spirit master? No, I am afraid that the big man is at least a senior sect spirit master."

"Slap ..." A sturdy slap fell on Roos's face. Sonas, in a rage, had long lost his previous grace.

"Suo ... Uncle Sonas ..." This slap slaps Loos back again and again. He covers his left face with his hand, a trace of blood again spills from the corners of his mouth, and his crazy red eyes become a little clearer.

"Roos, you will leave Tallinn and go home tomorrow. I will talk to your father about what happened today."

Roos was a little dazed, and only then did he remember that his father let himself listen to Uncle Sonas in Tallinn.

"Master Jason, Yan Ji, are you okay?" Sonas came to Jason and Yan Ji. At this time, he still had some fear.

People who were so calm with Sonace ’s blow that just made Othello ’s shock shocked him in a cold sweat. If Jason had something wrong here, Sonus had no doubt and Bisfamm in anger He Saha demolished his main palace.

And if Yanji has something wrong here ...

Sonus couldn't imagine what the consequences would be. Even if the background behind Roos was too great to protect Roos, he would be a sinner.

Sonas ’eyes glanced at Yan Ji, Jason and Klein ’s faces. Knowing that the background of the three-person Sonas master twitched secretly, how could he spread such a thing, these three can It's not easy to mess with.

"If it wasn't for the boy of Roos, how could a good dinner be like this." Thinking of this, the Lord of Sonas looked at him again and stood there, with his face swollen due to injuries. The once subdued anger came out again.

"I'm fine, Master Sonas, Mr. Feng Ye is injured, I will take him back to rest first, thank you Lord Sonas for the hospitality today." Jason lifted Feng Ye aside, together with Klein Out of the banquet hall.

"Uncle Sonas, I'll go back first." Yan Ji smiled faintly and walked out of the banquet hall with Barton.

"Master Jason, do you want me to send someone to send you." Just after Jason and others walked out of the city's main palace, Yan Ji chased them out.

"You don't have to be polite, Miss Yanji." Jason took a deep look at Yanji in front of her. This little Nizi looked harmless, but her identity made people have to think deeply.

"Mr. Patton, thank you in advance."

"Master Jason doesn't have to be polite, hehe, the master's strength is really extraordinary, I think you are the first-order spiritualist, just that mental attack just now can make the low-level spiritual master of Othello almost lose money. It's not easy. . "

The previous soul attack by Jason, which was Jones who stopped Othello's attack for Jason, did not feel it, but Barton, who was standing outside the crowd, could clearly see it. Othello was abrupt in the middle of the attack. pause.

"Spiritual attack?" Jason froze for a moment. Jason, who got the nine-headed fear fantasy spirit heart, had a soul attack, which was essentially different from a spiritual attack based on spiritual knowledge, but Jason just smiled. It is the default and there is no explanation.

He Yanji and Patton greeted a few words, and once again rejected the goodwill of the two, Jason sent Klein and Feng Ye teachers back to the Sis Spirituality College, and returned to Saha ’s laboratory. go with.

An angry Jason decided to go back and have a good lesson about Bisfamm and Saha. What kind of dinner did you let yourself attend?

"Mental loss, um, mental loss, you have to ask both of them for mental loss."

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