"Things seem to be finished, I should go back." Su Ge, who was lying in bed, suddenly said.
Sheryl said with all the help: "Go to the female warlocks again?"
Suge A glimpse of the eyes: "Can the missionary between believers be called Fudge??"
Sheryl disdainfully said: "Shameless."
啵!
Suge clasped Sherry’s face and kissed him hard: “I am very quick.”
When finished, lying next to her and sleeping asleep.
Shelly licked her lips, her arms supported her body, and she looked sideways at the sleeping Su Ge, with a smile on her lips: "If you continue this way, this The will of human beings will continue to condense and strengthen. When the time is ripe, it is time to unravel the secret that I don't even know."
At the same time, the night of the land.
The night of the night in the shadow of the abyss, the four seasons of the year are in the dim evening.
Because of the dark environment, nourishing countless evils has become the focus of development for all cults.
For many years, there have been countless battles here, and I don’t know how many people are dead.
The position of the lord is constantly changing, and even the shops on the streets are constantly being refurbished, but two areas are eternal pure land.
One is a Hearst family fortress located in the bloody peaks.
The other place is the hometown of the old king on the north side of the night scene.
This is always so quiet, even dead.
The ruined land, the ruined palace, like the statues of the knights who stood in armor, symbolize the long years and wonders here.
This is a gray, dilapidated world. It seems that all outsiders will lose their color when they stand here, and they will be quickly assimilated by the gray that has settled in countless years.
Or become the white bones on the ground, or become dust in the broken wall.
However, there is no absolute existence in the world, some are doomed to be extraordinary, and they are destined to be assimilated by any existence.
Today, the eternal gray old king wasteland ushered in an outsider.
It is a beautiful, kind, just like a saint.
She wore a white robes, barely let the beautiful ankles of countless men covet, walking barefoot in this world of years and gray weaving.
At this time her clothes are white, the blackness of her hair is so conspicuous, extra glare in this gloomy world, like a little light in the endless darkness.
The walking saint should have been calm and self-interesting.
However, this sage has a special ruddy complexion. This ruddy did not make her feel awkward, just destroying some kind of inhuman taste on her body. Pulling back a human being that is about to leave humanity back to the definition of humanity.
Aida is a little annoyed, because she has been tired of coming across half of the world, but when she is preparing for meditation, there is another pass Come to the comfort and friction that made her upset.
This makes her more tired and more messy.
Fortunately, her spirit is already inhuman, and at this moment she has finally calmed down and stepped into the forbidden place of this living.
The white-stained fingers touched the face and the residual temperature and feeling left behind by the lips. Ada’s mouth was hard to reveal a soft smile that belongs to humans. The child seems to think about the person who misses the most in her heart.
In the meditation, a squeaky squeaky voice sounded.
In the ruins of a house, a statue that did not know how long it stood was turned into a living person.
The body's heavy dust, falling like an armor, reveals the gray armor that is full of sword dents.
"The king's palace is not far from any outsiders." The warrior with an oval helmet can't see it, it seems that he doesn't talk for a long time, his voice is hoarse. It’s hard to hear, as if the stone mill is as harsh as grinding the bones.
Ada looked up, and the thoughts and gentle moments on his face retreated. The perfect holy face reveals the inhuman appearance.
"You are not qualified enough to ask your host to come out." Ada is calm and calm, but gives a kind of inhuman apathy, obviously good to hear but let People shudder, like a robot without any feelings.
The warrior listened to the silence, it seems to be more comfortable with the brain circuit that has not been used for a long time.
A few seconds later, the soldier replied: "My king is sleeping, will not see anyone, and now leaves quickly."
; "She didn't sleep, I was very clear, and finally said, let go." Ada replied indifferently.
咔咔咔...
The scabbard that has been strewn with rust and dust is piercing The voice, the warrior has pulled out the broad sword at this moment, and his eyes are cold and look at Ada.
"It’s really a group of loyal warriors, which reminds me of the knights under the little guy." Ada looked at the soldier’s appearance, his face Flashed and smiled.
The smile just flashed past, and she had raised her hand.
The saint is indifferent, taking the hearts of the people.
If the people are unintentional, the saint will naturally be unintentional.
At the moment when Ada raised his hand, the warrior was on the verge of enemies. He suddenly lifted the broad sword and guarded him in front of him. The whole body suddenly burst into countless horrible heat. This is the form of fire that is about to enter the undead.
But in the next second, the invisible power has completely entangled his body.
The open fingers are gradually pinched, and the indescribable presence quickly crushes the warrior.
At the critical moment...
In the depths of the palace, a dark glow suddenly came. Hit Ada.
Ada didn’t move, it didn’t seem to see the light.
Hot!
The sound of the impact sounded, the black light did not hit Ada, but the body of the warrior.
Ada pinched his invisible big hand and was interrupted directly.
The freedom-recovering warrior did not speak, and stood quietly in the same place.
"Come in, I will wait for you for a while." The cold mature female voice did not know where it came from.
That tone, that kind of mood, is like a lonely king.
Ada listened to the steps and walked towards the depths of the ruins.
The warrior looked at Ada’s back, and after a moment of silence, he returned to his position, took the sword into the sheath, closed his eyes and motionless, and turned into a statue.
In the ruins of the brick wall, Ada finally came to a huge palace that had been destroyed.
The palace is full of statue-like warriors.
The large hall is full of dust, as well as collapsed pillars and fallen bricks.