The Magic Healer in the Another world

"Commander Tebat, it's a coincidence to meet you here." A voice came, and Molde slowly walked downstairs with a smile on his face.

"Baron Molde, what wind is blowing you here?" Tebat narrowed his eyes. As Molde, the head of Oliver Auction House in Blue Tile City, Tebat naturally knew.

"Why is this Molde here? It seems that I got the news faster than I did." Tebat frowned. As a baron, Molde could not be compared with Ives, the owner of the blue tile city, but This Molde's backstage is the Oliver family, one of the three major families in the kingdom, but Tebat is not afraid to neglect.

"If this Mold also came to fight for the raging spirit fruit ..." Tebat felt a little tricky.

Molde haha ​​smiled, put his mouth close to Tebat's ear, and said a few words gently.

"Huh?" Tebat looked up at the rooms on the right side upstairs, with a flash of fine flash in his eyes.

"Kirton, the eight rooms on the right side of the second floor of this hotel needn't be cleaned up." Tebat said lightly.

"Yes, sir." Corton, who went upstairs, responded, and he was about to start the inspection. He immediately bypassed those rooms and started to clean up from other rooms.

"Commander Tebate, I'll go back first and come to sit when I have time." Molde turned and walked up the stairs.

Suddenly--

"Go away!"

There was a sudden outcry from a room on the second floor, and then a bang, a figure flew out of the open room door, smashed the carved wooden railing on the corridor of the second floor, and fell heavily from the upper floor Down.

When the figure was about to land, his figure flipped in vain in the air, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and the pedals stepped back a few steps. Wherever he went, the bluestones on the ground were smashed apart. Come.

"Adult!" The man turned around and looked at Tebat, who was Curton who had gone upstairs, but at this moment his face was no longer the previous arrogance, a trace of blood hung on the corner of his mouth, and in front of him On the armor of the chest, there is a deep dent caused by a heavy blow.

Tebat didn't speak, but set his eyes on the room on the second floor. The three knights who didn't enter drew their swords from the waist and stared nervously at the door of the room.

"Commander Tebat, our brother wants a room, wouldn't you always agree?"

Three burly big men came out of the room, all carrying giant swords on their backs, and the leading big man had a scar from his forehead to his right eyebrow, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Tebat frowned, "What are the three of you?"

Kirton is a senior spiritualist. His strength, Tebat, is very clear, and he can shoot down Keton so easily. The three adventurers are at least the strongest of the spiritualist level. In the momentum of the three, it can also be seen that the strength of the three is extraordinary.

"Under Ocalor, it's just an ordinary adventurer." The leading man looked at Tebat, and the three knights with their weapons drawn aside, Ocalor didn't even look.

The other two big men standing behind Ocalor were also looking at Tebat and the others with fierce faces, without any fear in their expressions.

"In this case, this room belongs to you." Tebat looked at Corton, who was holding his chest in front of his eyes, and said indifferently.

Before he went out to look for the violent Lingguo, he ruined one of his men, which made Tebat very uncomfortable, but he couldn't see the depth of the other party. He would not easily do it without knowing the true strength of the other party.

What's more, in Tebat's mind, this time the biggest opponent to seize the violent Lingguo is not the three adventurers in front of him.

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At the moment, in the Uto Mountains behind the town of Juta, a team of three adventurers are marching in the forest.

The three fanned out in a fan shape, the weapon in their hands was constantly swaying forward, searching in the mountains and forests.

"Brother, where are you talking about this violent fruit? How did you find it for two days, but you didn't hear that someone found it?" A small, middle-aged man in brown leather armor with a sword in his hand Chopping the branches and vines in front of him, gazing around in the forest.

"The location of this violent spirit is really hidden. That night that Eid was so easy to find. Brother, do you say that it was made by that Eid?" Another lean man was also full of doubts.

"I do n’t see a big picture. You can find me carefully. Even if someone finds the violent fruit, they will definitely not say it. They will just secretly stay there and pick it when they are mature. Who would say so idiot? Come out. "Leading is a strong middle-aged man, one of the two lower-level spiritualists that night.

"Hey, brother, look, there seems to be a valley in front." Suddenly, the middle-aged man in brown leather armor stopped suddenly and pointed the war knife outside the jungle not far away.

"Valley?" The middle-aged man in the lead was delighted and looked up. Sure enough, there was a valley outside this dense forest.

"Let's go and see." The middle-aged man's eyes gleamed sharply, and he immediately stepped forward, while the other two adventurers quickly followed up with joy.

The three adventurers marched carefully in the mountains. The leading middle-aged man sucked his nose and frowned, "What's the smell?"

The other two adventurers couldn't help but sniff their noses. The small middle-aged man's face changed, with uncertainty: "It seems to be bloody."

"Bloody smell?" The three people's faces changed, and after glancing at each other, they clenched their weapons and walked forward cautiously.

A subtle sound of water flowed into the ears of the three people, and the bloody smell seemed to be getting heavier.

"Brother, look, it's a raging spirit!"

The three turned around a corner, and a water hole suddenly appeared in front of them. There was a piece of land in the middle of the water hole, and on the small water hole in the middle of the land, there was a plant with light blue fruits.

"This ..." The trio's eyes first fell on the violent spirit, but at the next moment, the trio who had originally rejoiced changed their faces, and immediately turned pale.

In the grass on the edge of the pool where the ferocious spirits were bred, there were several corpses of adventurers lying all over the place. These corpses were all bloody and unrecognizable, with a faint bloody smell.

A black shadow emerged from the gap between the mountain walls and appeared in front of the three adventurers. It was the ghost snow leopard hidden in the mountain walls.

"Yes ... It's a fifth-order spirit beast ghost snow leopard ... Hurry ... Hurry!"

The leading middle-aged man looked with a hint of confusion, turned and ran out of the valley.

The dark-eyed snow leopard watched the three adventurers who broke into his territory coldly with dark golden eyes, and then slammed his limbs.

"call out!"

A black lightning flashed through the air, leaped nearly ten feet away, dropped a foot on the land in the middle of the pool, and then leapt again, shooting straight towards the three adventurers.

The lead man had the fastest speed, and when he turned around, he looked suddenly, his face suddenly changed.

"Come on, run, the snowweed leopard catches up." The leading man shouted anxiously.

Youwen Snow Leopard is a fifth-order spirit beast. It is extremely fast. You are a low-level spirit master, and your two brothers are only senior spiritualists. Snow Leopard couldn't stop it.

"Big brother, you and your second brother are running fast, I'll stop the ghost snow leopard." The lean man running at the end stopped suddenly and shouted.

"Third brother, run quickly." The leading man and the small middle-aged man also stopped, shouting anxiously at the lean man.

"No, big brother, second brother, you run fast, otherwise none of our three brothers can run away, run fast!" The lean man roared.

"Go, second brother, let's go." The man in the lead, holding back tears, turned and continued to rush towards the valley.

The little middle-aged man glanced at his third brother, and suddenly there was a trace of resoluteness in his eyes, and he turned and followed the leading man to run away.

Looking at the figure of his eldest brother and second brother, the lean man turned a smile, suddenly turned around, looking at the sprinting snow leopard, with a trace of perseverance on his face, and rushed up with the sword.

"Kill!" The lean man roared, and the sword in his hand was desperately slashing towards the snowy leopard.

There was a trace of contempt in the eyes of the Youwen Snow Leopard, and his body leaping in mid-air jumped violently.

"Peng!" The sword in the lean man's hands was directly smashed, and his body was also smashed under the paw of the Youwen Snow Leopard. The leather armor on the body was scattered like broken pieces of paper.

You Wen Snow Leopard's body only paused a little in the air, fell to the ground, and then struck again towards the remaining two adventurers.

"Brother, remember to avenge me and my younger brother." The little middle-aged man also stopped in vain and turned to meet the ghostly snow leopard.

"Second brother!" The leading man grieved loudly, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, and came out, but the pace under his feet accelerated more and more.

"Ah, to die!" The little middle-aged man snarled and waved his sword at the striated snow leopard.

"Peng!" The flesh flew across, and a head with angry eyes flew straight away, rolling on the grass in the valley.

And the leading man, at this moment, has already rushed out of the valley and flashed into the jungle.

Youwen Snow Leopard stopped, dark golden eyes turned to look inside the valley, then outside the valley, and finally stomped back towards the water pool.

"Second brother, third brother!" In the jungle, the man leading the race ran for a long time. He stopped walking until he saw the tower town at the foot of the mountain far away, and his face was full of tears.

"Second brother, third brother, you can rest assured, brother I will definitely avenge you." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed a little madness.

"Yes, the middle-aged man in the team." The middle-aged man thought of Barton that night. "That middle-aged man can kill the hurricane-toothed tiger with a sword, maybe it can kill the ghost snow leopard, I want Tell all the adventurers in Juta Town where this violent spirit is, even if the middle-aged man ca n’t kill the ghost snow leopard, so many adventurers will fill it. "

"If so many people still ca n’t kill this ghost-lined snow leopard, and wait for the violent spirit fruit to mature, even if I fight this life, I will destroy it after it matures. Successfully eaten! "The middle-aged man's eyes showed a fierce color.

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Thank you very much for the brothers Yangui and LY2!

As for yesterday's recommendation ticket ... Tears Ben, the teacher really cups ...