Chapter 111 Brother Wushuang, I waited for you all night and didn’t sleep at all What kind of bullshit is this Son of Light physique? I can’t even make a contract with a monster! He had gained nothing in the past three days, and he had been in the other world for so long but still hadn't found a Warcraft partner that suited him. This was more or less unacceptable to him. Outside the magic circle, the body of the old man from the Holy Mountain was trembling slightly and his face turned pale. "Senior, are you okay?" Seeing this, Han Qian, who was standing by, asked with concern. "If he doesn't come out in three minutes, there's nothing I can do." Beads of sweat had already gathered on the forehead of the old man from the Holy Mountain, but his hands were struggling to support the magic circle and he had no hands free to wipe them off. In less than a few seconds, beads of sweat flowed down the old man's cheeks of the Holy Mountain, and dripped onto the floor of the hall with a "plop" sound, splashing tiny water droplets. Just when Ying Wushuang was about to give up, a figure was flying towards him at a high speed.
What appeared before Ying Wushuang's eyes was a soul with long golden hair, wearing a half mask and holding a scepter. However, this soul body is different from other magical beasts. No matter how Ying Wushuang looks at it, he feels that she is more like a human. In addition to the long hair draped over her shoulders, there was also the exaggerated front, which made Ying Wushuang more determined in his decision. …… Soon, three minutes passed in a flash, and the old man from the Holy Mountain used up his last bit of spiritual power to support the teleportation array. Han Qian on the side was extremely anxious. If Ying Wushuang doesn't come back, then his sin will be too great. Ying Wushuang is a rare genius in the Alliance and grew up in the Assassin's Temple. And he is Ying Suifeng's grandson. If anything happened to him, Ying Suifeng would never let him go, no matter how good his relationship with Yang Haohan was. He still remembered that during the Demon Hunting Team selection, Ying Suifeng almost assassinated Long Haochen because of the matter between Ying Wushuang and Sheng Caier. If he had not intervened, Long Haochen would have been a corpse by now, and what happened later would not have happened. From this, it can be seen that Ying Suifeng is definitely a decisive person. If one offends his reverse scale, the result can be imagined. If you look closely, you will find that Han Qian is sweating profusely at this moment, and the sweat on his forehead is even more than that of the old man from the Holy Mountain. Just when the teleportation array was about to disappear, a figure suddenly appeared and fell into the hall. "Fuck!" "If you never come back, my little heart won't be able to bear it!" Han Qian wiped the sweat from his cheeks, took a long breath, and then took a sip of the traditional Chinese medicine. "Master Paladin, what's wrong with you?"
"Why are you sweating so much?" Ying Wushuang was a little confused and found Han Qian's expression somewhat funny. He remembered that if the teleportation array was not opened by the Old Man of the Holy Mountain, how come he, a spectator standing nearby, looked more troubled than the Old Man of the Holy Mountain? When the old man from the Holy Mountain saw Ying Wushuang appear, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Isn't it because of you, kid?" Han Qian rolled his eyes at him, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air for a moment, finally settled down. "I'm curious, what kind of monster did you contract?" At this moment, the old man from the Holy Mountain suddenly asked. "Yes, what is your mount companion? Summon it and let us see it." Han Qian also said to Ying Wushuang curiously. Ying Wushuang did not answer them. Only a purple mark appeared on his forehead. The next moment, a tall, beautiful woman with long golden hair and wearing a half-mask appeared in front of them. The woman was wearing a tight leather jacket, revealing a part of her snow-white neck, and holding a golden scepter in her hand. “What is this?!” "How is this possible? His riding partner is actually a human?!" “Is this possible?” After seeing Ying Wushuang's mount companion, Han Qian was stunned, and then an expression of horror appeared on his face. Because judging from the appearance, this blonde beauty is actually a human! "Senior, what is going on?" Even Han Qian, who was knowledgeable and experienced, couldn't help but feel confused at this moment. The old man from the Holy Mountain did not answer him immediately, but stared closely at the blonde beauty in front of him. Especially the scepter in her hand made the old man of the Holy Mountain change his expression drastically. "This... Is this the legendary Angewomon?" "what?" "Angemon?" "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, but after hearing what the old man from the Holy Mountain said, he realized that perhaps he had made a mistake. Although he didn't know what Angewomon was, judging from the literal meaning, it was definitely a demon beast. The old man from the Holy Mountain looked at the blonde carefully and explained patiently: "Angemon does not belong to our world, but comes from another dimension. I have seen the legend about her in an ancient book before."
"Angemon is not a human, but a combination of angels and monsters. It can be considered a special monster." "Angemon is aloof by nature, an evolvable magical beast, and possesses powerful healing and judgment abilities, so she has absolute say on the battlefield." "I never thought that I would be able to see Angewomon in my lifetime!" The old man of the Holy Mountain stroked his beard excitedly, as if the existence of Angewomon made him a few years younger. Ying Wushuang also didn't expect that he would actually contract such a magical beast! Judging from the current feedback from Warcraft, the strength of this Angewomon has reached level seven. And it is indeed as the old man from the Holy Mountain said, it possesses the power of healing and judgment. It’s just that the ability of Judgment is not very strong yet, but it is enough to deal with enemies below level six. Ying Wushuang was worried about the lack of a healer in their team. Now with the presence of Angewomon, the only shortcoming of their team was made up. It seems that this trip to the Holy Mountain of Knights was not in vain! …… When Ying Wushuang returned to the villa, the sky had already turned white, and the morning light passed through the horizon and spread across the land of the Holy Demon Continent. "Brother Wushuang, you are finally back!" As soon as Ying Wushuang entered the gate of the villa, he heard a voice. "Yu Yue, why are you up so early in the morning?" According to Ying Wushuang's estimation, it was only around four or five o'clock now. He didn't expect that Sheng Yuyue was here. "Brother Wushuang, I waited for you all night and didn't sleep at all." Sheng Yuyue glanced at Ying Wushuang with a resentful look on her face and slightly opened her red lips. "what?" "Sister Xin said that you were detained by the Paladin Leader, but he didn't say what happened. You haven't come back for three days, and I was really worried." (End of this chapter)