"That's not enough, little girl."
In an instant, the three people arrived in front of Jiang Heng.
So close.
Jiang Heng was suddenly startled and quickly retreated.
Shengqing next to him pretended not to see it.
Don't look at her affectionately calling Master Jiang Heng and acting coquettishly with her every day.
In fact, like Hattie, she didn't take Jiang Heng seriously at all.
If Jiang Heng hadn't intervened, she would be a lord-level fog monster now.
It is definitely Jiang Heng's serious concern.
Let her help Jiang Heng and save the money.
It would be nice not to take the initiative to betray Jiang Heng.
To be honest, if it weren't for the evil god to rely on, Jiang Heng's men would have had to defect without knowing how many people they had.
Her strength is too low.
"Beautiful lady, as long as you are willing to hand over that drawing, we will not do anything to you."
one of the attackers said politely.
Jiang Heng saw his appearance clearly. He was blond, blue-eyed, with deep and charming eyes, and he was handsome.
He also held a golden harp in his hand.
He looks very much like a flower picker.
As for the other two, one is big and round, and the other is as lean as a monkey.
Bard, warrior, thief.
A very distinctive trio, Jiang Heng made a quick judgment.
"What nonsense are you talking to her about? She's a little bitch, and I want all the money and sex!"
The thief licked the scimitar in his hand and his disgusting eyes wandered over Jiang Heng.
"We need to be gentlemen when treating such a beautiful lady."
The bard looked at Jiang Heng tenderly, affectionately, but did not mean to refute the thief.
Birds of a feather flock together.
What good could it be with a lecherous thief.
While speaking, the soldier had already rushed towards Jiang Heng, and the thief also rushed over by stepping on the wall.
The bard plucked the strings and beautiful music poured out from his fingertips.
"I would like to gaze upon her graceful figure forever—"
The magnetic voice sounded so harsh to Jiang Heng at this moment.
The songs sung by the bard and the music played all turned into magic attacks towards Jiang Heng.
"Beautiful girl, dear lover - please leave slowly -"
Jiang Heng's movements began to become sluggish.
【weak】
【Blessing of the Dead】
【Evil Curse】
Three consecutive spells of magic hit the warriors and thieves, and their speeds were visibly slowed down.
But thieves are known for their speed, and even if they slow down, they won't be much slower.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Jiang Heng.
The sharp scimitar swung towards Jiang Heng, and was about to stab Jiang Heng's neck.
At this critical moment, the evil spirit summoned by the Evil Spirit Curse roared and pounced on the poet who was singing, interrupting his spellcasting.
The deceleration magic cast on Jiang Heng was released, and she immediately hid to the side.
At the same time, he stabbed the thief's ankle with the staff in his hand.
The thief's scimitar slashed across Jiang Heng's neck, and blood flowed out instantly, filling his robe.
But he dodged Jiang Heng's attack on him.
The warrior's sword also arrived in front of Jiang Heng.
She immediately raised her hand to block it with her staff, which made her hand numb from the shock.
The staff was almost out of hand.
"This staff is good, don't steal it from me!"
The bard's eyes lit up, and in order to avoid and destroy the evil spirit, his posture was a little awkward.
Jiang Heng's strength is not much different from theirs, but compared with them, there is still a small gap, and he lacks actual combat experience.
One against three.
very dangerous.
While Jiang Heng was fighting with the soldiers, the thief quietly came to Jiang Heng's back again.
【Hand of Flame】
Black flames sprouted from Jiang Heng's back and strangled the thief's scimitar.
Sizzling sound.
His knife is not a good thing.
"The most annoying thing is you mages, a bunch of dogs who look down on others."
"Bitch."
The thief glared at Jiang Heng bitterly. It could be seen that he must have been humiliated by the mage.
But he couldn't defeat the mage who humiliated him, so he could only vent his anger on Jiang Heng, a weakling who was weaker than him.
【Ice hammer】
Jiang Heng didn't care at all what this guy said. She didn't know how many unpleasant things she had heard in her life.
All her attention was focused on how to kill the three thieves.
A huge ice hammer fell from the sky and hit the warrior on the head.
Jiang Heng was multitasking. While using his flaming hands to deal with the thieves, he also had to resist the powerful attacks of the warriors one after another.
The bard also looked at her covetously.
The whole person was in a panic.
However, she still had no intention of letting Shengqing participate in this battle.
【Magic arc lightning! 】
Jiang Heng increased the magic output of this D-level magic, and lightning crackled in the alley.
The electricity makes people confused.
"Morning Psalm."
The bard plucked the strings again, his expression a bit ugly.
He could see that Jiang Heng was not as strong as them, but Jiang Heng persisted until now.
The multiple spells cast in succession showed no signs of fatigue.
This shows that this mage is very talented.
Either she has a good teacher or she has a good background.
Either way is not a good thing for them.
We must not let her escape!
"Kill her!"
the bard snapped.
The soldier rolled his eyes. If he could kill him, he would have killed him long ago, as he put it.
The problem is, this little mage is difficult to kill!
He also had troubles that he couldn’t tell!
Although Jiang Heng's five-dimensional attributes are outstanding in intelligence, it does not mean that other attributes are low.
It's just a little bit behind them.
All of this can be barely compensated for with mana.
【Hand of Death Flame】
Jiang Heng directly combined the Death Flame and the Flame Hand on the spot to form a new magical Death Flame Hand.
The attack power is even higher than that of Raging Flame, and it is full of violent dark elements.
The black flame almost merged with the darkness, rising in vain between Jiang Heng and the warrior.
Controlling two hands of death flame at the same time, Jiang Heng still seemed very relaxed.
But the wound on her neck kept bleeding, and the thief's dagger was coated with poison.
The quality of the dagger was not that good, but the poison cost a lot of money.
Jiang Heng's neck smelled faintly of decay.
These three people must be dealt with as soon as possible.
Jiang Heng's thoughts were tacitly consistent with the bard's. Only one person could walk out of this alley today.
【Hand of Death Flame】
Another huge flame palm appeared.
This time Jiang Heng's target was the bard.
The poet's auxiliary spells annoyed Jiang Heng.
The magic arc was lifted by his morning poem.
Kill him and the remaining two will have no way to avoid her magic.
"!!"
The bard felt the violent magic fluctuations and looked shocked. He could not avoid these magics.
The fingers that plucked the strings immediately changed into new poetry.
The notes almost turned into substance, standing in front of him.
"help me!!"
The exploding dark elements made him realize that he was no match for Jiang Heng in a magic competition.
(End of chapter)
