The situation was a bit awkward, but Li Huailin was not panicked at all. He quickly scanned the scene and determined the current situation. New.m

First of all, the location is in a building. Although there is no building, the layout of the room should be the building of the beast race, because it is too different from the building of the human race. Then, the few people here sit in a circle, and they look like they are just having a meeting.

Li Huailin instantly glanced at the few people here. The first one he saw was his mentor Dashe Sword Saint, then the Komafa Saint of the Elf Clan he knew, and Megrion Sword Saint of the Elf Clan, who was also the Elf Clan. And the remaining few people had never seen them. Of course, Li Huailin could also see the other party's name.

First of all, the one sitting opposite the Dashe Sword Saint, the name on his head said Miris. Bantula is obviously his primary target. The appearance of this Bantula Sword Saint is a little surprised. He is very strong, square face and full of momentum. The most important thing is the beard on the other party's face. I don't know whether it is because of the excessive hair or the species. The whole outline of the whole face of Bantula Sword Saint has a circle of beards, and it is also a white beard. Although his face still looks very young, this beard... makes people unable to judge his age. Because he is a beast clan, he originally wanted to see his race, but the most obvious feature of the beast clan's ears were also covered by him. He was wrapped in a white headscarf, which looked a bit like the Indian San's shape, so even the race could not be judged. Simply put, there was almost no information.

There was another person standing behind him. He did not sit down. He looked like a disciple. Standing behind Bantula, he should be a disciple of Bantula. The name of this person is Tyr, because the ears on his head can tell that the other party is a canine beast tribe, and he doesn't know whether it is a wolf tribe or a dog tribe. From the appearance, this Tyr's figure is much thinner than Bantula. His normal physique should be a speed-type swordsman.

On the left hand side of Bantula Sword Saint is a demon clan, which can be judged from the other party's eyes. Because he has already sat down, he should be the holy level of another demon clan. Li Huailin looked at the other party's name and showed Kom Lümlet. The other party's figure is also relatively ordinary, and judged from his clothes. There are many possibilities for tending toward the magic profession, and he should be the magic saint of the demon clan.

On the other side of his left, there was an orc who Li Huailin had met. His name was Karailon. Yes, the leader of the sheep tribe. He came to see Li Huailin when he was on the human empire before. Didn’t he even give Li Huailin a kitten? Because Li Huailin had seen fewer orcs, he remembered him at this glance.

Of course, the previous lot of formal judgments were completed in an instant. Although Li Huailin quickly understood the current situation, everyone still focused on him for this sudden appearance, and the situation was still not resolved. Although everyone had not spoken yet, you can't just say "Sorry, I walked through the wrong door" and just leave.

"Huh? Are you here?" At this moment, the Dashe Sword Saint suddenly spoke. Yes, the Dashe Sword Saint was still very fast. At this time, Li Huailin was wearing a shadow whispering robe. Although he was not invisible, everyone still couldn't see his face clearly. However, the Dashe Sword Saint recognized Li Huailin alone, because it was not the first time that Li Huailin appeared in front of him like this. Although he was a little surprised, he still said immediately.

"What's going on?" Lymlet Farthon here spoke, "Dashey, who is this person?"

"This is my disciple Huailin." Dashe Sword Saint said immediately, "Aren't I injured? So I contacted him to send me some secret medicine, but I didn't expect it to appear so suddenly. Huailin, where is the secret medicine?"

"Secret Medicine?" Although Li Huailin knew that Dashe Sword Saint was helping him to rescue him, there was no secret medicine. He quickly looked through his package. Although he had healing medicine and instant magic recovery medicine, that one was too fake. People asked you to ask for a secret medicine. If you take a blood bottle out, if someone saw through it...

After pursing his package hard, Li Huailin discovered such a thing.

Kejialan Disease Virus Reagent: After use, it is infected with Kejialan Disease, and its attack speed and movement speed are reduced by 20%, and it loses 1% of its health every 5 seconds for 15 minutes. This disease has a certain chance of being transmitted to creatures within 5 yards, making it also sick.

"What the hell is this!" Li Huailin was stunned. When did this potion be placed in his package, or where did he get this thing? He had no impression of it at all (actually, it was found when he was searching for strange potions during the preparation of the National Cup last time. See Chapter 1069 for details). However, this potion is definitely a rare thing, and the color... Anyway, there should be no alchemist here, so I guess I can get through it.

So Li Huailin took out the thing from the bar and handed it to Dashe Sword Saint: "Come on, Master, this is the secret medicine you want."

"Yes." The Dashe Sword Saint here also took it, then pulled out the lid. As soon as he smelled it, he felt something was wrong, because good medicine should smell it very fragrant, and this thing was an indescribable smell.

"Uh... Huailin, did you get the wrong medicine?" Dashe Sword Saint thought for a while and asked.

"No, how could it be possible? I took this bottle of medicine. You can't make a mistake. There is no other medicine in my package." Li Huailin quickly revealed the current situation with Dashe Sword Saint. Of course, other people didn't sound so strange.

"I..." Dashe Sword Saint instantly knew that this thing must be poison, but Li Huailin couldn't take out other medicines, so he took out this to charge it. This time he really dug a hole and buried himself. Although he knew it was poison, Dashe Sword Saint here thought about it. After all, he had no problem protecting his body with fighting spirit.

After thinking about it, the Dashe Sword Saint here could only tilt his neck and drank the strange potion. After that, he nodded: "Well... I'm sure I'm right..."

Li Huailin entered the field with a bit of a sudden surprise, and no one seemed to recognize Li Huailin. Karailon might be able to recognize Li Huailin, but now Li Huailin is covering his face, and Dashe Sword Saint is also named Huailin, not the game name Hunhuairin, so Karailon didn't think about this. After all, he was a disciple of the Sword Saint, so he didn't dare to ask more about these things. The Saint level can only be discussed by the Saint level. He explained the situation here, and after that, he left.

The Sage of Komafa and Megrion Swordsman probably knew Li Huailin's identity from the name of Dashe Swordsman, because they knew Li Huailin's name. Of course, because they were both their own people, they didn't say anything, and continued to pretend that nothing had happened without expression.

"Dashe, when did you accept this disciple?" The Bantula Sword Saint in front suddenly spoke, "I remember that your previous disciple was not called...what's called...whose or something?"

"Widen?" This Widen was naturally Li Huailin's first mentor. Dashe Sword Saint also looked very unhappy. "After learning a little bit of fur, I thought I had become a master, and I also studied some self-created swordsmanship for me. The moves used by children were funny. That guy has been expelled from the master by me. This is my closed disciple Huailin, and my last disciple."

After saying that, Dashe Sword Saint also looked at Li Huailin and said to Li Huailin: "It's rare that you come here. Let me introduce you to the Sword Saint Bantula. Behind him is his disciple Tyr, this is the Lymlet Fate Saint of the Demon Clan, and then this is the Komafa Saint and Megrion Fate Saint of the Elf Clan."

"So they are all the holy-level masters." Li Huailin also said as he said, "I feel respectful."

"Why is this guy still wearing a hood?" Lymlet Fasheng said suddenly. To be honest, he was really a little dissatisfied, because in their opinion, Li Huailin is of course a generation shorter than them. How can you talk with your elders with a hat? It's too rude.

Li Huailin's eyes flashed. Kalairon was still present. If he took off his shadow whispering robe, he might be recognized immediately. Although it doesn't matter if he dies, it is related to the implementation of the plan.

What should I do when I was upset? Megrion Sword Saint spoke: "Okay, okay, who cares about who your disciple looks like? I'm busy, so I'm quick to tell you what the situation is now and get things done soon."

"Yes, I'm busy too." The Comafas next to me immediately said, "Didn't you hear that the situation on the Dragon Clan is very serious? What's the situation?"

Of course, Saint Komafa and Saint Megrion of Swordsman deliberately helped, but no one else noticed that because they were at the holy level, they really didn't care much about a disciple. What do you care about? Saint Bantula's attention was indeed attracted, and he smiled and said, "Talksman, I didn't expect you to fall into the hands of the dragon clan this time. Only those stupid dragons, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"I'm not afraid of one or two, but can I meet five?" Dashe Sword Saint also said angrily. Although it was a false defeat, it was really ridiculed by Bantula Sword Saint...

"So you ran away? How serious are you injured?" Bantula Sword Saint said with a smile.

"Injury? I'll tell you that even five giant dragons...uh..." Before he finished speaking, Dashe Sword Saint spat out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!