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- After becoming an eighth-level warrior, Liang Fei spent another half a month mastering two new abilities. They were to fuse the flame and sword energy converted from the true energy into the flaming sword energy, and to convert the thunder and lightning and sword energy from the true energy. The sword energy merges into the thunder sword energy, the abilities of these two attributes of the sword energy.
As for the fusion of fake Gang Lei and sword energy, although Liang Fei really wanted to try it, he unfortunately failed in the end without any clue.
Level 8 warriors who can successfully master the attribute sword energy are actually extremely rare. Just like Kang Xianming, he has been an eighth level warrior for more than ten years, but he still has not mastered the attribute sword energy.
Generally speaking, attribute sword energy only becomes common among ninth-level warriors, but for Liang Fei, who has just been promoted to eighth-level warrior, it only took him half a month to master two attribute sword energies. Coming out will probably shock a lot of people's jaws.
" Later, Liang Fei, who had not done any substantive work for nearly half a year, finally couldn't bear to look down on himself, so after his training came to an end, he took the initiative to do something in the branch of the Special Investigation Division.
Yecheng under the afterglow of the setting sun has a special sense of decadence and beauty, and being located in a slum with messy houses, this sense of beauty is even stronger.
Jiang Wensheng got up from the dilapidated rental house and started preparing dinner.
¡°In fact, Jiang Wensheng is not short of money, and is even very rich, but he can only hide in these slums with mixed people, and dare not walk freely in the sun.
Because he is a spy, or a former spy.
Although he did not receive any professional espionage training and was even forced to become a spy, this does not change the fact that he is a spy.
¡°Moreover, because he had mastered some extremely secret information, not only did the forces that coerced him into becoming a spy want to kill him and silence him, he was even arrested by other forces.
??Almost all of these forces are affiliated with major countries, so out of desperation, Jiang Wensheng had no choice but to flee to the borders of multiple countries, where the forces of each country are the weakest, and hide.
But even in this chaotic multinational border, Jiang Wensheng still has to be careful of all-pervasive arrests by various countries, so he can only hide around in dark corners like a mouse.
The life of an escape was extremely depressing. No matter how strong he was, Jiang Wensheng was about to reach his limit. Sometimes he really wanted to die, at least he would no longer have to suffer this maddening torture.
There is only about ten square meters of space in the rental house. Next to the bed is a dirty stove. It is covered with dishes and chopsticks that have been thrown away without cleaning after eating. It is full of flies.
Just as Jiang Wensheng was scratching his unkempt hair, waving his hands to drive away flies, and preparing a simple dinner, there was a knock on the door outside his rental house that few people visited.
"Who?" Jiang Wensheng asked extremely vigilantly.
Today is not a day to collect rent at all. Who will be looking for you? Could it be those prostitutes who come to sell themselves door-to-door?
With such doubts, Jiang Wensheng quietly approached the door and looked outside through the crack in the door.
"Excuse me, does Mr. Jiang Wensheng live here?" A pleasant female voice asked from outside the door.
Through the crack in the door, Jiang Wensheng could see a woman wearing a strange maid uniform. Looking up, an extremely beautiful face came into Jiang Wensheng's eyes. Coupled with the cold expression and silver hair, Jiang Wensheng's Breathing is involuntary and light.
??Beautiful, so beautiful, and more importantly, that kind of cold temperament is so rare. Although women of this level of beauty are rare, Jiang Wensheng, who has traveled all over the world and has seen a lot, has not seen her before, but the cold and glamorous feeling still made Jiang Wensheng involuntarily stunned.
But then Jiang Wensheng frowned. He didn't believe that such a beautiful woman could be one of those cheap prostitutes in the slums who didn't even have enough to eat.
At this time, the silver-haired woman outside the door also noticed Jiang Wensheng who was observing her through the crack in the door.
"Are you Mr. Jiang Wensheng?" the silver-haired woman asked again.
"That's right, I am. What do you want from me?" Jiang Wensheng hesitated for a moment and then said.
It has to be said that beauties are often given preferential treatment. At least at this time, although Jiang Wensheng was still wary, he did not subconsciously regard the silver-haired woman as an enemy.
Although Jiang Wensheng is still being hunted by various forces, he is not a trained professional spy after all, and the few months he has been hiding here have almost worn away his vigilance.
¡°That¡¯s great, please come back with meBar! "After the silver-haired woman finished speaking, without waiting for Jiang Wensheng's reply, she stretched out her jade hand and snapped the iron door lock with an extremely strong visual contrast.
Jiang Wensheng was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically. Just when the silver-haired woman opened the door with a bang and reached out to grab him, he had already turned around and jumped towards the only window of the small rental house.
That was the escape route that Jiang Wensheng had prepared a few months ago. The window facing the door was next to his makeshift wooden bed. Because the room was small, Jiang Wensheng jumped onto the bed with just one step, and then again With one step, the window that had no glass but was made of paper broke through with a snap, and the figure disappeared behind the window.
Although Jiang Wensheng is not a powerful master, he still has the strength of a third-level warrior, so he can use Qinggong to escape very quickly.
But he was fast, and the silver-haired woman chasing behind him was even faster. If it weren't for his familiarity with the chaotic terrain of the slums, Jiang Wensheng would have been caught long ago.
I moved between houses, from the roof of this two-story wooden building to the second floor of another dilapidated five-story brick house, and then passed through the dirty toilet of that building. From time to time, he would sneak into an alley and temporarily escape from the sight of the silver-haired woman.
However, even so, the silver-haired woman was flying closely behind him at a low altitude, chasing him to the sky and nowhere.
And just when Jiang Wensheng had no choice but to run towards the headquarters of the largest gang in the slum, intending to cause chaos so he could escape, a melodious flute sound came from not far ahead.
Jiang Wensheng has not heard of this piece of music, but it is undeniable that this piece of music is very nice. As Jiang Wensheng continues to fly forward, the piece of music is getting closer and closer to him.
At the same time, the person playing the music also came into Jiang Wensheng's sight. He was a man in casual clothes, leaning against the wall not far away, playing the flute in his hand.
But now is not the time to lament whether the music is good or not. Just when Jiang Wensheng was about to move past the man playing the flute, he was stopped.
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