Douluo's full-time soul master

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Walking in a twisted void, one single one. There is no star in the void, there is no month, you can't see the sky, you can only see the energy flooded by the road: white, green, yellow, purple, gold. Like water, it is always moving, never know where the source is poured, and I don't know where to do.

Where will the people who die in the shadow world will return? He doesn't know the answer to this question. He doesn't know where he should go, the soul is allanguang, in the void. He saw a crowd, many people, many familiar people. Standing at the forefront is a little lion. The Ans should be his grandson. If Liam ... he should have such a grandson now. Gremine's blood will definitely be more excellent than that of the old lion, he will show off the old lion in the gathering of the private occasion, so that he has such excellent future generations. Little lion ... Oh, maybe this is some unsuitable. Ans has long grown up, like Varian, as well as the lion of the storm city as the storm city. He found a depressed sadness from the lion's eyes. After Holding him, he was holding his finger into his fluffy white hair in his helmet, and closed together to cover the pierced holes. Standing around the little lion is the same young Mogadi chief. He saw the Niu Head, and he was tribute to him in his own way. There is also a void elf's leader, and her sisters, Mrs. Rid Haier - The two sisters of the venom family look at him, he guess how much is some of the other things that are present. Everyone's eyes are gathered in him, when they arrive in the memory, this feeling makes him very useful, just brought a burning in such a look, so that he can't help but open his mouth. Breathing, let the outside wet air pass through the tongue to make yourself a little.

He opened everyone to come to the last room, and a black gate became a blocked between himself and the target. He pushed the countless door, his parents' door, the friend's home, his house ... church, conference room, children's room. "This will be the last door I pushed." In that moment, the idea was thrown in his heart. The soft meat pad on the wolf is on the door. He said that this is a feeling, hatred and anger are like grapes. After mature, it is blocked in the heart and heys, becomes a spicy liquor to floating in the body, They all have the breath of the licking wine. His life has lost a lot, such as his always loved the land, such as his proud son ... and all this is behind this door, all are waiting for him behind this door.

He reached out, the hair on the arm was squeezed slightly in force, and the door slowed down under his promotion. He looked up at the center of the hall, yes, she was there. That witch was sitting on the most central throne, as in the dark city, with nausea, it seems to be a bamboo in the chest smile.

He looked at her eyes, the female demon eyes were cloudy white, no light, won't turn, the eyes of the Stone statue must die. She put down her hand, sitting in the body. How shameless in the eyes of the world, maybe she also knows this is the end? The female demon on the throne speak first. "Is there only you here?" The sight of the demon crossed him, and he looked at the necklace. "It's a poor old wolf, except for your loose teeth and dull claws, what else left ? "

Sea breeze blows his face and retains the wet water vapor to the gap of the hair. The cold wind of the ice is blowing over, and the water is solidified into white ice crystals, and it is mixed with his must be separated. The little lion stood around him and let the waiter gave him a big bull, he was refused and told the little lion. Ans because of insistence, "I hope that my worries are extra. But this time ... Please remember that your daughter and wife are still waiting for you to go back, Kings."

He sneered, his pointed in the mouth came out, his lover used him to say that he smiled like this, it looked like a true beast, worrying. But now he doesn't care about this, it is not a person opposite him, he doesn't care if he is a beast. He asked back, "What are you left again?"

In the sacred hall of Waragal, he had taken her hand from the shadow to the blocked light in her hand, which made her have no eternal opportunity. Her loyal dog is also killed in his hand. Before the loyal dog is dead, the breath is full of her name, as long as I think of it, let him feel disgusting. He also seen how she is painful for the creatures that should be led by her, and then leave everything. These are enough, no matter what she left, he is more forever.

He leaned over the body to make a charge, because the opposite is standing after his question. The demon arrow is on the string, and the dead and deep eyes are staring at him, and the overflowing energy is like a black fog with the entity. He thought that he had to have that sentence, must be a poke in her pain. The female demon has been deprived of everything, and now she throws away myself. I have had everything. But he knows that a person who has nothing is often more scary, and the damage to the soldiers who have no way to retreat on the battlefield is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers. Who is the hunter in this battle, who is a prey? No one is moving, both sides are waiting, waiting for the other party to ship the moment.

Unable to tell is a wolf's claw lead or a woman's bow, and the black and purple magic arrow has passed the air, stabbing into a white carpet. The white wolf left a residue in the hall, "" "" "" - arrow is constantly emitted, and the air is finally pierced into the floor. The white shadow is very shaken in the dark hall, but it is so flexible. The female demon decisively gave up her own bow and arrow, and the side of the wolf was biting to the side. The sharp edge of the dagger refers to the neck of the wolf, and it is swayed by the claws. This is this ... It's like this ... He remembers the decent, bow and arrows, daggers, the next is spells. He prepared for too long for this battle, he already understood her battle mode. The white wolf went to the demon, and he tied into the dark mist. He did not hesitate, and the claws and daggers have a thorn metal lament. The female demon took this opportunity to pull the distance, and then picked up the long bow and gave him three arrows. He rushed over, just like in the storm fjord, a arrow had his shoulder, and the female demon didn't even dodge because of the discarding long bow.

The arrow on the body is still exudes the darkness. He broke the arrow, leaving only the arrow and threw it in the body. The belly of the demon has been opened in three deep wounds, and the gray purple flesh and blood come out, the black pus has flowed out inside the blood, and if it is a living person, it is no longer standing. The female demon bow, he can see the expression of the dead face has been completely distorted. She bites his teeth, the muscles on the cheeks slightly vibrate, and the energy of the whispering is more violent. She must be bad - he thinks, I only feel a funny laughter, just like it is a mask that opens the equipment. The demon stands in the same place, and the shape of the dark is like a flame burning flames behind her. It is like a scarecrow ignited at the gate of Halloween - in Gilnis, igniting the rice man is done by Liam, in the cheers of the people, the heirs of the kingdom put the torch, the flames, with the bright and warm With cold. The fire is a good thing, how is this female demon match? Her mouth slipped out of the obscenity syllable, the gray blue death was surrounded by her, followed by him approaching. This is the protection of the caster to his own, and he understands that this spell is quite powerful. It can't make the woman sing together. The rear claws of the wolf have been issued again. The gray blue died mourned, the sound is sharp, like a paw, grinding on the glass. He slammed the flying soul of death, seeing to the front to the female beiasmed -

It is a nausea, it seems to be matured in the chest. He also reads a ridicule in the eyes of the stone carving.

Intuitive let him make a move better than thinking more. The white wolf screwed to the side dodge. He originally moved in the direction of the shadow energy moment from the floor, like a black light column. "Despicable." He looked in the heart. The female demon hit is not in the middle, but the expression is not changed - she still has a backhand! The white wolf quickly adjusted, moved position, and shadow energy continued to break back. 15 yards, ten yards, eight yards ... The distance is constantly nearing, when the witch finally entered his attack, he couldn't help and roar: "End!"

"Yes, the end." She said.

Shadow energy broke out at the foot, the long hair of the demon was flying under the energy impact, like a brain of a tanker, but she did not move in it. It's like being hit by a giant hand, the huge force will pick him all the whole, and the impact is squeezed. He is hurting. Among them, there are several condensated shadows, like a needle, through his body, cover the wound, leaving a few holes on him, but there is no blood flowing out. He strive to twist your body in the impact and pain, so that your head avoids these damage. He feels that his hands and feet are pierced, there is something to wear from the abdomen - those energy is too fast, just like a windy land, there is no disappearance, leaving holes and pain. Shadow energy dissipated, and the impact was also slow, he was in the air, there was no subsequent power to promote. Short-lived lags he can see the relief on the clear ceiling, small dust with the gap - then he started. His hair floated up, and the wind whisped in his ear. He saw the corridor outside the door, Andness just arrived with talents. Time seems to have been taken long. He seeing Andise because of a short mistake and exclamation, the expression on his face is slow in his eyes with a very funny look. The gray blue died passed by him. He heard the crying, slang crying, sounding like Liam or Tess is still very small, the little guy can't sleep at night, hold I cried with a small pillow.

He took the light, hugged the little guy, hugged in his arms, usually patted the child's back, let the child sleep in the middle of his wife, satisfying the crying, turning into a cry, then become a smooth Breath. He is also satisfied, holding a child, holding his wife. Quietly enjoy this night, when the sun rises tomorrow, wear a crown, walk out of the room, and work as the king of Gilnis. Occasionally, when the next time I arrived, I will let Rona bring Rona, let three children play together. Corre's daughter is like her father is as good as her father. He feels that the girl is very suitable for the next queen for Gilnis, and Cromur is joking as an old friend. I am so lovely, I will not marry her life. I will not let her leave me. I thought that he couldn't help but wanted to laugh, these ideas were obvious too much, after all, he learned that Crowle is not such a person.

He is flying, flying high, seems to be higher than that of the airship, if this is the room, he thought he was there between the clouds. He is falling, fell so fast, the wind draws it in the ear, then there is no. The ground trocked him, but it was not gentle. His body bounced some and then turned down again. The whistling of the empty holes in the ear, the wind has not had the barrier of the mind, wear from an ear, and drilled from another ear. He heard someone shouting him, the voice was sad. Some of them shouted Jean, some were shouting Gremon. One of the sounds like an arrow coming in with the wind, that is the sound of An, he is also sad and angry, he shouted: "Gray Mane is!"

"The end." This is the voice of the demon. The female demon boots have taken his arms, with the proud of the winners, face everyone who came here.

Yes, it is over.

He pinch the woman's heart, pad on the scroll of the pawl, burst into golden light. When the prophet, the wandering of this Shenggui gave his hand to his hand, the pair of passed the end of the year to the unparalleled, and there was a bit pride. The female demon twisted as if she had an entity, and the sound wave rolled up the waves and he was turning with her. He did not let go, and the claws of the female breasts were pinched tight. The heart wrapped in the dark wrap is as negligible as the bubble, and it is smashing in the rays and violence. The female demon finally can't maintain his own body, such as the same soul from the smoke escape from the body, but the light did not give this, the gold chain tied the soul of the scream. "I curse you - Gray Mane -" female monster, screaming, weak voice, disappearing, just like a smoke disappeared into the air, no more.

"End." He looked at allies, wanted to change back to human appearance, want to show them smiles - belonging to the victory, belonging to Gilnis, belonging to Graymine's truly smile. He hasn't laughed for a long time, he wants to do this. What is the trick of the sneak attack, it is spurred, but he is not a pure warrior. He is the descendant of Gremine family. It is the king of Gilnis. He is born to find everything that is most beneficial to himself and then execute. He did not deny that he did a lot of wrong things, but at least this last time he did not think that he did not have any fault.

After running over, Ans hugged him and let him stand up. He looked at the little lion with a thumbnail, and he wanted to tell him that he is "Your Majesty". Silence is overwhelmed, it is more heavy than the wound, more difficult to resist sadness, everything is unable to communicate. He spokes to the void shadow, and it could not describe the stunning light and shadow. Since Holding him, the little lion was pressed almost hardly affected by the white wolf's body, but still refused the help of others, helping him to go back.

"Jean, Ms. Tess and your wife are still waiting for you in the storm city."

"Gilnis people are still waiting for victory."

"Gilnis City is still waiting for the king to return."

He heard the little lion in the flocculation, but he didn't see him. When he realized this, more voice passed. The young Niuhe Emirates satiate his name. The voice of the two ladies of the veteran is messy, sometimes him, sometimes the woman's demon. The little lion adjusted his body to the body, said: "Gray Mare, we should go home."

Ok, go home. He broke away from the small lion's arms, ran forward, no wind, and the light shadow was drawn from the line. He saw his lover gave him a kiss after seeing him. He saw his dear daughter tips and hugged him (the last time did it still tips very small), and he returned With a daughter, holding her in two laps like a child. He saw Gilnis's people returned to their own city, although it was mixed with various complaints, such as dust, materials, broken, but everyone smiled. He heard that someone shouted him at the Tower of Greman Manor, and he looked up, the young man is waving his own hat, shouting: "Father, come!"

"Liam!" He shouted his son's name and rushed toward the tower. The hairy of the white wolf is a little flying as average, fur, bone, internal organs. The residual shadow energy lost the suppression, as the lava is ashing all. The little lion supported him forward, and he continued to rush to the tower.

He runs in a twisted void, a single person. There is no star in the void, there is no month, no sky, and the surroundings are like water, the flow of energy flowing is together, never know where the source is poured, and I don't know where I don't know where it is.