Chapter 111 Brother Wushuang, I’ve been waiting for you all night and I didn’t sleep at all.
What kind of bullshit Son of Light physique is this?
I can’t even make a contract with a damn monster!
He had gained nothing in the past three days, plus he had been in a different world for so long and still couldn't find a suitable Warcraft partner, which made him somewhat unacceptable.
Outside the magic circle, the body of the Holy Mountain Old Man was trembling slightly, and his face became pale.
"Senior, are you okay?"
Han Qian on the side saw this and asked with concern.
"If he doesn't come out in three minutes, there's nothing I can do."
There were beads of sweat gathering on the forehead of the Holy Mountain Old Man, but as his hands were struggling to support the magic circle, he couldn't free his hands to wipe it off.
In less than a few seconds, beads of sweat were flowing down the old face of the Holy Mountain Old Man, and dripped onto the floor of the hall with a "plop" sound, causing tiny splashes of water.
And just when Ying Wushuang was about to give up, a figure was flying towards him at high speed.
What caught Yingwu's eyes was a soul with long blond hair, wearing a half-mask, and holding a scepter.
However, this soul body is different from other monsters. Ying Wushuang feels that she looks like a human being.
In addition to the long hair shawl, there is also an exaggerated front, which makes Ying Wushuang firm up his idea.
…
Soon, three minutes passed in an instant, and the old man from the Holy Mountain used up his last bit of spiritual power to support the teleportation circle.
Han Qian on the side was anxious.
If Ying Wushuang cannot come back, then his sin will be too great.
As a rare genius in the alliance, Ying Wushuang grew up in the Assassin Temple.
And he is also Ying Suifeng's biological grandson.
If there was anything wrong with him, no matter how good his relationship with Yang Haohan was, Ying Suifeng would never let him go.
He still remembered that during the Demon Hunting Group selection, Ying Suifeng almost assassinated Long Haochen because of the matter between Ying Wushuang and Sheng Cai'er.
If he hadn't intervened, Long Haochen would be a corpse now, and what would happen later would not happen.
It can be seen from this that Ying Suifeng is definitely a decisive leader. If he offends his reverse scale, the consequences can be imagined.
If you observe carefully, you will find that Han Qian is breaking out in cold sweat at this time, and the sweat on his forehead is actually more than that of the Holy Mountain Old Man.
Just when the teleportation circle was about to disappear, a figure suddenly appeared and fell into the hall.
"Fuck!"
"If you come back again, my little heart won't be able to bear it!"
Han Qian wiped the sweat from his cheeks, took a long breath, and took a mouthful of Chinese quintessence.
"Master Paladin, what's wrong with you?"
"Why are you so sweaty?"
Ying Wushuang was a little puzzled and looked at Han Qian's look a little funny.
He remembered that if the teleportation circle was not opened by the Holy Mountain Old Man, why would he, a melon-eating crowd standing next to him, look like he was having a harder time than the Holy Mountain Old Man?
The old man from the Holy Mountain couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Ying Wushuang appearing.
"Isn't it because of you, kid?"
Han Qian rolled his eyes at him, and finally let go of his worries.
"I'm curious, what magical beast did you contract with?"
At this moment, the old man from the Holy Mountain suddenly asked.
"Yes, what is your mount companion? Summon it and let us see."
Han Qian also curiously said to Ying Wushuang.
Ying Wushuang did not answer their words. A purple mark appeared on his forehead.
The next moment, a tall, beautiful woman with long blond hair and a half-mask appeared in front of them.
The woman wore a tight-fitting leather jacket, revealing a section of her snow-white neck, and held a golden scepter in her hand.
"What is this?!"
"How is this possible? His mount partner is actually a human?!"
"Is this okay?"
After seeing Ying Wushuang's mount companion, Han Qian was stunned for a moment, and then a horrified expression appeared on his face.
Because judging from the appearance, this blonde beauty is actually a human!
“Senior, what is going on?”
Even the well-informed Han Qian couldn't help but feel confused at this time.
The old man from the Holy Mountain did not answer him immediately, but carefully stared at the blonde beauty in front of him.
Especially the scepter in her hand made the old man from the Holy Mountain change his expression.
"This...is this the legendary angel beast?"
"What?"
"Angelmon?"
"What kind of monster is that? Why have I never heard of it?"
Han Qian became even more confused. He originally thought that the blonde beauty in front of him was a human being, but after hearing the words of the Holy Mountain Old Man, he realized that maybe he had made a mistake.
Although he didn't know what Angelmon was, from the literal meaning, it was definitely a Warcraft.
The old man from the Holy Mountain looked at the blonde beauty carefully and explained patiently: "Angel Beast does not belong to our world, but comes from another space. I have seen the legend about her in an ancient book before. "
"Angel beasts do not belong to humans, but are a combination between angels and war beasts. They are also considered special war beasts."
"Angelmon is aloof by nature. It is an evolveable monster and has powerful healing and judgment abilities. Therefore, she has absolute say on the battlefield."
"I never thought that I would be able to see the angel beast in my lifetime!"
The old man from the Holy Mountain was stroking his beard excitedly, as if the existence of the angel beast had made him a few years younger.
Ying Wushuang also didn't expect that he would contract such a magical beast!
Judging from the current feedback from World of Warcraft, the strength of this angel beast has reached level seven.
And indeed, as the old man of the Holy Mountain said, it has the ability to heal and judge.
It's just that the ability to judge is not very strong yet, but it is enough to deal with enemies below level six.
Ying Wushuang was worried about the lack of therapists in their team. Now that Angelmon exists, the only shortcoming of their team has been filled.
It seems that this knight's trip to the Holy Mountain was indeed not in vain!
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After Ying Wushuang returned to the villa, the sky had turned white, and the morning light passed through the horizon and shone on the land of the Holy Demon Continent.
"Brother Wushuang, you are finally back!"
As soon as Ying Wushuang entered the door of the villa, he heard a voice.
"Yuyue, it's so early in the morning, why did you get up so early?"
According to Ying Wushuang's estimation, it was only four or five o'clock now. He didn't expect Sheng Yuyue to be here.
"Brother Wushuang, I've been waiting for you all night and I didn't sleep at all."
Sheng Yuyue glanced at Ying Wushuang with a resentful look on her face, and opened her lips lightly.
"ah?"
"Sister Xin said that you were left behind by the Holy Knight, and she didn't say what happened. You didn't come back for three days in a row, and I was really worried."
(End of chapter)