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C3 Mystery

As the dust settled, Peng Lei appeared before the crowd. He was still heavily injured, but he was still alive. Evidently, the attack earlier by Black Flame had not hit him.

"What's going on?" Not only was Han Bing suspicious, even Black Flame was confused. He wondered if he was seeing things, how could he have missed.

"Who is it? Who the hell are you? Stop playing tricks on me. Come out quickly, or else I'll kill those two." Black Flame guessed that someone was secretly helping them. He slowly raised his hands, and suddenly, two black flaming lotuses materialized, throwing them towards Peng Lei and Han Bing respectively.

"Sizzle sizzle." Just as the two black lotuses approached Han Bing and Peng Lei, they actually turned into two balls of steam and disappeared.

Just as everyone was puzzled, a figure appeared in the sky above them like a ghost. This person wore a silvery-white dragon armor with a few black veined patterns on it. The domineering black cloak flapped in the wind behind him. A pair of gigantic silver wings glowed with a sinister, cold, and pitch-black light. The dark, bloodthirsty black light and the holy, white light of the armor were faintly discernible. It was as if a mighty god had descended to the mortal world, or a cold, bloodthirsty devil king had descended to the mortal world. The aura it exuded was like the ruler of the world, suffocating everyone present.

"May I know your esteemed name? Once again, I was ordered to do a mission. Please forgive me if I have offended you in any way." Seeing the other party's strength far surpassing his, the arrogant Blackflame from a moment ago seemed to have transformed into a completely different person. His words were respectful.

"There is no need to know the name of the person who is about to die." As he finished speaking, waves of energy fluctuations radiated from his body.

Just as Black Flame and the surrounding black-clothed men were about to move, they immediately discovered that their movements had become incomparably slow, as if they had fallen into a swamp bound by time. However, this was not the end. The black clad Demonic Sect disciples cried out in pain, "Ehh, please spare our lives, Ehh." Blackflame actually pleaded for mercy. However, that mysterious expert clearly didn't intend on letting them go.

"The sins of the heavens can be forgiven; the sins one has committed, cannot live." The voice of this mysterious expert seemed to come from the primordial times. It was primitive and vast, enough to shake the souls of those who heard it.

"Ugh!" The black-clothed people suddenly fell one by one onto the ground. Their bodies aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, all that was left were piles of pale white bones.

"This is the power of time right? How terrifying." Han Bing looked at the surrounding bones, and was actually moved. In this world where strength reigns supreme, having strength could determine the fate of others. Without strength, one would only be controlled by others. The reality is so cruel, no one will sympathize with you. At this moment, a kind of desire appeared in Han Bing's heart, a desire to become stronger. Only by becoming stronger could he be able to protect the people around him.

Just as Han Bing was thinking, the mysterious powerhouse arrived beside Han Bing in a flash with a "shua" sound. At this moment, he had already retracted the wings on his back. Han Bing looked at him and felt that this person was so familiar, yet also so unfamiliar. At this moment, he was staring into Han Bing's eyes, and it was unknown where Han Bing got the courage to meet his gaze. Through the mysterious man's helmet, Han Bing saw his eyes, calm and profound like a bottomless pit. But at this moment, Han Bing suddenly felt sleepy and gradually lost consciousness.

"Oh, Uncle Peng, you go first. "Ah, Black Flame." At this moment, Han Bing was lying on a big bed, constantly talking in her sleep. He suddenly woke up from his dream, sweating profusely. His eyes were full of fear.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Peng Lei asked as he sat beside Han Bing.

"Ah, Uncle Peng, how are you? How did your injury heal so quickly? And where is this place? Aren't we in the woods? What about Black Flame? Don't let him catch us. " Seeing Peng Lei, Han Bing asked one question after another. However, when Peng Lei heard these questions, his face was full of doubt.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Have you forgotten? Black Flame has already been killed by me, and I am not injured." Peng Lei said.

"Ah?" But I clearly remember when we were in the small forest and you got hit by the black flames, then, then. " Han Bing realized that the latter part of his memory was actually a bit blurry.

"What happened then?" Peng Lei asked.

"Then I don't remember." Han Bing said.

"Your Highness, you must have been too tired to hallucinate. In fact, after I killed Black Flame and killed all of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his command, because you received a shock during the battle and fainted, I was unable to bring you to this inn to rest." Peng Lei said.

"Is that so? I'm way too inferior. "It's good that you're fine. Uncle Peng, you're so powerful that even the commander of the Sky Demon Martial School is not your match. I don't think they can match up to you in terms of overall strength." Han Bing said happily.

"Hehe, stop flattering me, I was just lucky. But when it came to the Demonic Sect, they were not to be underestimated. Other than the five commanders of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, there were also three elders and two protectors. So, it will still take Your Highness' efforts to eradicate them. " Peng Lei would never forget to encourage Han Bing. However, the Heavenly Demon Sect was really strong.

"Alright, Your Highness, you should rest for a while. We'll continue our journey tomorrow morning." Peng Lei said.

"Ah?" It's night now? I've slept for six or four hours? " He felt as if he had just slept for a short while.

Peng Lei shook his head, revealing a mocking smile and said, "It should be one day and fourteen hours."

"Uh, it's been so long. No wonder I'm so hungry. Help me get something to eat, Uncle Peng." Han Bing said.

"Mhm mhm, sleep after eating, rest well." Peng Lei smiled and walked out of the room.

After Peng Lei finished instructing the waiter, he walked out of the inn without a second word. Then, with a leap, he transformed into a pair of wings behind his back and flew towards the top of a tall tower. Furthermore, there was actually another person on top of the pagoda. Peng Lei flew to the top of the pagoda and retracted his wings. He knelt down towards the person and said, "Senior." This person was clearly the mysterious expert that had saved Han Bing and Peng Lei during the day. At this moment, he was still clad in the same armor, exuding a domineering aura. Under Haoyue's illumination, he seemed even more mysterious and domineering.

"He doesn't remember me?" The mysterious expert asked.

"Yes!" Peng Lei said, "But Senior, why don't you let Her Highness remember Senior? This way, he will have a goal."

"Right now, I am still too far away from him. Knowing that I exist is of no benefit to him at all. It will only make him feel impatient and overly ambitious. After that, there will no longer be the Dragon Clan guards Peng Lei and Han Bing. Both of you were killed by the Demonic Sect in the battle yesterday. You understand what I mean. " The mysterious man said.

"This humble one understands. I will bring Her Highness Han Bing and my family to live in seclusion, never to bother with worldly affairs ever again." Peng Lei said. He thought that this way, he would be able to better protect this famed and powerless prince of the dragon race.

"No, you don't understand what I mean, seclusion is your problem, Han Bing can't." He has his own way to go. " The mysterious man said.

"But, he was simply unable to protect himself. Furthermore, the mission that the Dragon Emperor gave me was to protect Her Highness, Han Bing. How could I leave him?" Peng Lei said firmly.

"If you stay by his side, you will only cause him to become dependent on you. In the end, you will only harm him. If he wants to become strong, he has to walk the road by himself. If there was someone protecting him, I would have gone by myself long ago. The mysterious man said.

Peng Lei could not help but be speechless. Han Bing was not someone that could be protected by an existence like the mysterious man.

"Then will we meet again?" "If fate wills it, we shall meet again." "Sigh …" Peng Lei sighed helplessly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait," the mysterious man said.

"Senior, is there anything else?" Peng Lei asked, hoping that things would turn for the better.

whoosh * The mysterious person flipped his hand and a demonic blade appeared in it. Peng Lei took a closer look. Wasn't this the Black Flame's Nine Circles of Black Flame Blade? It had actually been subdued by the mysterious person. But what was he doing? Kill me? If that was the case, they wouldn't need weapons.

Under Peng Lei's puzzled gaze, the mysterious man's hand instantly burned with a holy white flame. Under the burning of the white flame, the black demonic flame on the Black Flame Blade retreated bit by bit. Even the blade was shaking non-stop as it let out painful wails. Not long after, the pitch black magic blade turned into a pure white sword, with a holy and holy white flame burning on its surface.

"The quality of this blade is not bad. It would be a pity to destroy it, so I'll give it to you. I have dispelled all of the darkness element on it. Now that it is called the "Nine Transformation Holy Flames Blade", are you satisfied with it? " As he spoke, he tossed the 'Nine Sacred Flame Blades' to Peng Lei. "If you really can't bear to part with it, then go back and take another look at him." After the mysterious man finished speaking, he vanished without waiting for Peng Lei's reaction. It was as though he had never appeared before, not even a trace of spatial ripples caused by him.

"An expert!" Peng Lei sighed as he put away his saber. His pair of wings materialized as he flew towards the inn.

Under Yue Ye's watch, the mysterious figure appeared once again, speaking both to others and to himself, "The Wheel of Fate has already begun to revolve quietly. Your legend is about to begin."

With that, he disappeared without a trace once again.

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