Circle Warlock

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"You ... why are you on the boat?" Eller Curtis looked at the strange and familiar face in front of her eyes, squinting for half a minute before realizing that it was Shen Yan! The expression immediately looked like a ghost.

Shen Yan changed his appearance, because both the man in black and the goddess of the silver moon knew his accurate appearance, which would become his most obvious flaw before the action began.

In ancient times, people often wanted to change their appearance by scratching their faces with a knife, applying a soldering iron, blinding one eye, pointing a pockmark at a hot oil pan, etc.-that was not a facelift but a disfigurement. Shen Yan can't treat himself so much, let's say modern cosmetic surgery is much more common, and the principle is somewhat understood. It may be scary to say, as long as a very thin wire pulls the facial muscles slightly inside, it can make the face look completely different, enough to change.

To achieve this, other people need surgery, and Shen Yan has Penny, he doesn't even need to change his face.

"If I don't come, what will happen next? Watching you bring a large group of spies back to Green Point Bay?" Shen Yan said sarcastically, and Curtis's expression turned into a scorn.

Even if he was a straw bag, more than twenty days on the boat was enough for him to find many things that were wrong. Curtis also wants to use the means he is good at to attract some people-like selling well, picking up girls and the like-but what he did not expect is that this boat is almost full of spies!

There is a force behind everyone, who will be attracted by a bankrupt theater owner?

Even a woman would only go to his bed, not his boat.

Shen Yan shook his head, frivolous is not a bad thing ... when the high-rises of Green Point Bay stayed together, they were also frivolous. Everyone was like a group of swingers who were walking in the bottom of the society ... This is how they maintain close relations with each other . But people can be frivolous, but not just frivolous.

Shen Yan thought Curtis would grow up after this exercise, and now it seems that there is no reason why he can't be mixed in the king.

"Forget ..." Shen Yan shook his head. "Come in!" He said with a raised voice.

What came in was the wolf-eyed boy named Ma Xiu, who stood in front of Shen Yan when he came in, and talked about their experience of going to Storm Harbor from beginning to end. Matthew ’s memory is excellent, and no details are left out in the narrative ... including a busy bartender who hurried up and down in the middle of the night, all of them were carefully spoken out. Hearing Curtis was so ashamed to find a floor seam!

He could flick Mathieu to find a woman for work, but could he flicker?

After the boy finished speaking, Shen Yan looked at Curtis with a blank expression, and he looked straight at himself! This reminds Shen Yan of what Ni Yun accidentally told him, men can spend, but if he can't control his crotch, his lifetime achievements are limited! Of course, Ni Yun did not imply what he did, but just taught him some political wisdom, Shen Yan always remembered.

Fortunately, Shen Yan originally had two plans-although Curtis failed to complete Plan A, but he did Plan B well-he performed a "grass bag" image deep into his soul, successfully "confusing" "The big men of Stormwind."

"Curtis, after handing over the ship and supplies to Green Point Bay. You ... continue to return to Dakhla to open the theater, I will invest a sum of money to buy shares." It must be a different way of cooperation with Curtis. Regardless of Curtis' ability, someone like him must not stay in Green Point Bay, which will pollute the air there.

"I got it." Curtis walked away.

"Sage ..." The wolf-eyed boy was worried.

Shen Yan spoke highly of Matthew and even considered raising the child himself. In the letter left to Omar, he asked Omar to help him teach Ma Xiu something. Several children like Matthew and Nikita have been secretly designated as leaders of the next generation, and will gradually become private disciples of several people.

"Don't worry, your teacher prefers to live in the city. Countryside places like Green Point Bay will drive him crazy ... well, now tell me about the temple power of Stormwind City and the orphan situation I asked you to investigate ..."

*****

"It's him!"

When all the crew members were called into the cabin, they saw the deep words sitting at the table with their eyes closed and refreshed, and they inevitably felt a little nervous. Who could have imagined that the young man who jumped up and down during the day turned into a new captain who kicked Curtis away!

However, these are not ordinary people. They habitually observe the environment, so it is easy to find that the table is actually the nautical table weighing several hundred pounds placed in the captain's room, and I don't know how to move it. What is more attractive is the dark wooden box on the table, which is one meter three or four long and about thirty centimeters wide, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

The box itself is very old, with a line of text engraved on the front with negative writing, which is damaged and worn out, making it more obsolete.

Especially in that line of text, few people present actually recognized ...

"It's the ancient elven script!" Suddenly there was an excited voice, and everyone looked back, and the man who turned out to be the elven temple had just entered. After they casually assumed the identity of others and embarked on the ship, they directly occupied the captain's room of Curtis, never interacting with anyone, and consistently bullied.

"What did you write?"

"I try to see it," the elf said excitedly. She leaned over, almost lying on the box and recognizing, "Take ... hold ... this ... sword, behind ..."

"Those who hold this sword will rule the world." Suddenly, the sound of the sound frightened everyone! The elf who read the text hid and hid in the doorway, only to find that Shen Yan sitting behind the table was talking. But she thought about it for a while, and the text seemed to mean that. "Do you know the ancient elven script?"

"Of course," Shen Yan leaned forward, her elbows supported on the table, her fingers crossed. "Don't you come to this ship for the purpose of the sword of the king?" He opened the lid directly. "Now it is before you! Any ideas?"

*****

Shocked, surprised, panicked!

If someone tells you that the secret treasure that has been followed by the whole world suddenly appears in front of you with grandeur, will you believe it?

I am afraid that the first thing that comes to mind is doubt!

However, when these spies saw the sword in the box, they were all surprised to lose their words-you can think that "the sword of the king" does not exist-but the moment you see the sword in the box, everyone thinks The thing is, if there is really a sword of king, then it should be like this.

The sword placed in the box is a typical large sword with the shadow of the seven-eighths-point imperial sword. It looks a bit shabby. There is no gemstone on it. Not even the workmanship is rough. The steel is not pure enough. The handguards are cast in bronze ... If you change the place, it is probably made by a blacksmith in the country. , An ordinary big sword worth fifty bronzes.

But all of you present can think of a little culture-if this sword really has a history of seven or eight hundred years, in terms of forging technology and metallurgy at that time, this sword may be the pinnacle of the time!

The heavy and solemn temperament carried by the sword is far different from ordinary weapons. It is definitely from the master!

Shen Yan is not worried about no one knowing the goods, because this sword is adjusted according to another true king's sword-of course not Altria's-the sword will rise up and will kneel Only otaku;

Nor can it be the exaggerated shape of Frost Sorrow, imagine this picture-when the king put the sword on the shoulder of a loyal subordinate and prepared to enclose him as a noble, the fork on the sword accidentally pierced the subordinate ... …

The true sword of the king should be upright, fair, calm, and implicit. As for whether it is gorgeous or not, it is a matter of personal preference and has nothing to do with the king.