Chapter 83: communication

Chapter 83 Communication
Hook Dick was kicked by Nausicaa, and she was stepped on by her, and the two hits made him faint. It doesn't matter if I faint, but the blood vessels on his neck are smashed by Toby and he has been bleeding. If you stop the blood, you will be in danger.
Unfortunately, after a long time, no one came forward to help, it can be seen that Hook Dick’s interpersonal relationship is as bad as his character.
Just then, a group of people came out of the dense woods, a group of black magic servants with a totem mask and a black robe. The black magic servant headed by is the ancient butler who is familiar with Angel.
Goode walked in front of everyone, and all the talents gathered naturally. Hook Dick lying on the ground was carried by two black magic servants.
"You are good afternoon. Welcome to the quaint mainland. The mainland is one of the cradle of the wizards. I hope that you can reproduce the glory of the wizard here." After a little cold, Goode went straight to the topic: "The position we are now." It is the southern side of the Kingdom of Guman, and is tens of thousands of miles away from our destination, the Pamiji Plateau."
"The organization has sent people to meet you, but it is estimated that it will arrive tomorrow, so you need to rest in Dagang Town for one night." Goode squatted and let the side open: "Please ask here."
The black magic servant preached, and everyone followed them one by one.
When Angel passed by Goode, he heard Goode whispering in his ear: "Master Pat, here."
The other nine-cylinder blood victors present did not seem to hear the voice of Goode. Angel looked sideways and saw that Goode was nodding to him, and he didn't know what was going on.
Angel thought about it and walked toward Goode.
His departure did not alarm other people. Only Nausicaa gave him a deep look when he turned and left.
"Master Pat, the master asked you to follow these people. I hope that you can communicate with your peers before returning to the barbarian cave. This is good for you." Goode whispered.
Anger nodded. When he left at noon, Flora was supposed to take him away, but Sanders ordered him to go with the winners of the nine-fighting bloody, when Fuluola took a moment to attack Ange. I made a look that "I am optimistic about you." There is this speculation in the heart of Anger. Now, when Goode points out, Angel is not surprised.
Goode saw that Angel's expression was not vivid, and he nodded with satisfaction. In fact, when Sanders and Flora left in the past few days, he gave the angel whale’s dominance to Angel, and even handed over the magical energy of the nine-cabin winner’s tent to Angel’s control. I talked with my peers, but Angel didn't seem to be keen on communication, from the beginning to the end in the library.
Goode was not surprised by Angel's choice. Although he was not a wizard, he always followed Sanders and knew the circle of wizards.
Most of the wizards are solitary, especially the wizards who set foot on the path of true knowledge. But it does not mean that the wizard has no friends, and the wizard has its own circle. In the practice of the wizard, self-thinking is often easy to fall into a dead end. If there is communication, it can avoid detours. Having friends and traveling alone can be parallel.
Angel also knows this truth himself. When he was bored on the Bauhinia, he saw several online novels on Earth. One of the novels about cultivation summarizes the four elements of the practice: law, companion, wealth, and land. Although the wizard system and the monastic system are different, these four elements are also worth learning. Among them, "law, finance, and land" are not discussed first, and the "common people" are referred to separately.
Some people "talk about" together, better than Mosuo alone. Just like the Chinese ancient saying "three smugglers top Zhuge Liang", there is always a new idea in brainstorming.
The Wizarding Path is a road that requires innovation, needs to accumulate, and needs to be considered. With the "common" as a guide, the road ahead will be flatter.
Seeing that Angel can understand, Goode did not have much to say, but let him return to the crowd to leave.
Goode stood quietly on the coast, watching Anger, who was farther and farther away, with a slight emotion in his heart.
In fact, the previous words that Goode said to Angel were not instructed, but he was completely arrogant. He treated Angel with such respectfulness, because he could see that Sanders really had a heart for Anger. Not only worried about the road ahead of Anger, but even his social circle, he began to worry about it. In order to fear that Angler misunderstood Sanders’ good intentions, Goode specifically asked him.
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When Angel left, he was silent. When he came back, he did not start to waver. Those who are hostile to him will not show evil to him in front of Goode; those who are not hostile to him will only continue to ignore him.
Along the way, Angel is still thinking about the dispute with Hook Dick. He doesn't want to be called "weak" anymore, and he doesn't want to fall into helpless situations. However, all of this is based on its own strength, lack of strength, and there is nowhere to say.
Walking out of the beach, I saw the traces of people in a short time.
On the avenue of the forest, there is a large river estuary. Several fishing boats stop at the edge of the river and look at the past. It seems that some people are working on the ship.
With the black magic servant, Anger walked up the river along the river. Every other way, he could see the masts and flag sails inserted on the shore, which seemed to be designed to test the height of the water level.
Going forward, I have seen a room shadow on the side of the mountain, and passers-by began to enter their sight. The taste in the air, also from the salty smell of the sea, is a bit more human.
But what is strange is that the black magic servant's dress is weird, and the hot days are still covered in black robes, followed by a group of people dressed in different costumes. If Angel is a bystander, he will feel that this group of people looks strange. But he found that the passers-by around didn't seem to care about the costumes of the black sorcerers. Occasionally, the focus did not seem to be on everyone.
After walking for a while, I was able to see the situation in the town of Da Nang.
This is a small town built by the mountains. All the houses are white brick houses, backed by the sea, under the sun, you can clearly see the flowers in the courtyards of every household; the streets on the road are also very detailed, except for the broad roads. Others are small paved roads, white sand, white tiles, white fences, the whole town looks warm white, very exotic.
"White dazzling, I really want to kill someone, reddish white. I want to come, it should look good." Someone laughed slyly.
Angel heard the familiar voice and looked up. The person who spoke was really Hook Dick. His neck wound has been bandaged, and it seems that the black magic servant took him away just to treat him.
Hook Dick’s words attracted everyone’s attention. It’s just that no one is going to echo him, and there are people who are cold: "Barbarians."
Huddick didn't care if he was shackled as a "barbarian." The brown-skinned teenager was a man who screamed and screamed.
"Nervous disease, you have to go to the right seat." The speaker whispered, but to the brown-haired teenager, his face was clearly fearful.
At this time, Hook Dick turned his head and saw Anger. His eyes instantly angered red, but there was a black servant, and he did not dare to do anything. Just smirking, reaching out to Anger than to wipe the neck. Then he laughed and turned and turned.
Anger sighed and knew that he was tied to Hook Dick’s beam. However, Angel is not afraid of things. He knows that he is not the winner of the nine-box battle. He will definitely be arrogant, but he did not expect to come so fast.
(End of this chapter)