Fantasy game evolution

So, watching the two people arguing constantly over there, Ling Yan sighed and prepared to turn around and go out directly.

"Ling Yanxian--brother, where are you going?" Tia asked Ling Yan about things that were completely inaccessible in front of him.

"Go and find the person you want to meet, and then go home as soon as you finish meeting." As he said, no matter what Tia was going to say next, Ling Yan put his hand in his trouser pocket directly and walked out of the building.

After leaving the house, breathing the air with a faint fragrance of flowers, moving along with the sound of the harp in the ear, it didn't take long to find the main character who invited them over this time behind the building.

On the blossoming meadow, a young girl is playing the harp.

Although her appearance cannot be said to be astonishing, she feels as if she has been liberated from the filth of the world, as if she exudes a white and transparent brilliance, sitting over there, lightly. Playing the leisurely but wonderful piano music...

The birds gathered around her are dancing lightly because of the beautiful melody she played—all these seemingly dreamlike pictures, so Ling Yan is a little reluctant to break this scene...

There is no accident. Publicity has the ability to make this city float, but in essence it is just a victim that can be used to calm the anger of the people at any time. You can hear the voice of an angel who is still used as the energy of this country. Maiden, the blind saint-the twenty-ninth generation Elaine, the girl whose real name is Corret...

Ling Yan finally met her for the first time...

Um, I suddenly found myself suffering from insomnia. Hi?How is this going?!

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 80 I am a carnivore!

Gu Gu, Gu Gu...

However, even if Ling Yan stood there motionless, the birds gathered around seemed to sense Ling Yan's existence, and collectively looked towards Ling Yan, and then flew away in a tacit understanding...

"--" Looking at the scene when he went to find the so-called [God] with the old grandson in the first part of Dragon Ball, Ling Yan felt that he should also collect a special copy of his breath.

It seems that the ones that Monk Yinlong taught him have reached the limit of use...

"Hmm." The saint looked towards the sky with a lonely expression, as if chasing the sound of the flapping wings of the birds-although she opened her eyes and asked questions in Ling Yan's direction, the sound was like a bell sound Clear: "Who are you?"

"It's just a passer-by." Ling Yan looked at her in the same way: "By the way, it was one of the people you called over."

Although she is like a sister with Raphaelia, her voice reveals a kind of majesty-it seems that being a saint is a good exercise.

"Could it be that you found Lord Yustia?" After hearing the key lines, the saint asked immediately.

"Yes." Facing this kind of thing, Ling Yan nodded helplessly.

"This is really the best thing!" In an instant, the saint stood up very imposingly: "Can you please take me there?

"Oh." Ling Yan without any hesitation, took her directly back to her room.

Along the way, Ling Yan didn't feel the same emotion as Keim did in the original plot. After all, he was a guy who knew what Corlett was capable of.

Soon, the two came to the saint's room-although the two inside were still quarreling.

"Brother Lingyan——" After seeing Ling Yan come back, Tia immediately came to Ling Yan's side and said, "Miss Lafilia is still being..."

"I see." Ling Yan nodded: "It should be over soon."

So, after seeing Lafelia being preached, whether it was because of her friend being bullied, or her entourage being bullied, she couldn't stop quarreling with Nadal now.

So, without any accident, she also directly joined the quarrel between the two of them-but after she joined, the quarrel was finally over.

Ever since, after Nadal stood aside with a helpless expression and glanced at Ling Yan, who was leaning on the wall with his arms around his chest, the saint finally began to brainwash with Tia-uh, it should be said that it was speaking reality.

"You are finally here, Lord Eustia." The saint looked at Tia with joy and said politely: "I have been waiting here for you to appear for a long time."

However, Tia seemed even more flattered when she heard this kind of words that children can understand, and she said nervously, "Well, that, it's fortunate to see your respect, I feel happy from the bottom of my heart!"

"Master Eustia is the son of Lord Angel, so please don't be nervous." The saint gently persuaded Tia: "This is just like your home."

"Good, good." Tia nodded, still a little nervous.

Then, the saint issued her own order to Nadal: "Nadal, go to the Great Church to gather everyone and inform them of the coming of the Son."

"--" After a moment of silence, Nadal nodded helplessly: "I see, I will tell everyone what you mean."

After speaking, he walked out of the saint's room.

The expression watching him leave: closed lips tightly, a very stern expression, completely unwilling to carry out this thing.

——It is really troublesome to look at a wayward woman.

Leaning against the wall, Ling Yan looked at the saint who had already begun to explain to the little animal what the so-called notification means--she felt pitiful inexplicably.

After all, apart from Rafelia who silently gave everything for her, which one of the churches is truly in power, who regards her as a saint?

Although she knows this by herself-although compared to her own affairs, she is looking forward to that Elaine's order...

Facing this kind of thing, Ling Yan thought of Zou for a moment. After all, she also had strange variables because of her own...

After all, although Ling Yan let her survive, isn't she in the same situation as the saint now?In the eyes of people other than the second division, isn't she a victim that can be discarded at any time?

Even what happened that night may have been voluntary, but who in the end hoped that this happened most?

Ling Yan knew what it was no matter how idiot it was.

——Hey, what am I thinking.

Ling Yan looked at the gorgeous ceiling and smiled like a self-deprecating smile: It seems that because of the sad situation of a certain saint, he actually remembered his wife in another world... Well, there may be something more Gulangji. Something like flesh and blood (laughs)...

Then, after passing the [Meeting] of the Great Church, sitting in the saint’s room, Ling Yan sighed helplessly: “We don’t plan to stay here long, especially since I am a carnivor and will definitely Good man returning from the night, I plan to take Tia away immediately."

"Are you, as a follower, qualified to decide whether the master will stay?" Faced with Ling Yan's straightforward lines, the saint's expression was suspicious and serious: "Now I have something to discuss with Master Eustia, please and Ra Felia step back first, okay?"

However, Tia said immediately, "Well, Lord Saint, Brother Ling Yan is not my follower!"

"Isn't it?" The saint asked suspiciously: "How do you think this is a bodyguard?"

"I am her elder brother." Ling Yan said helplessly: "I can also be regarded as a guardian for the time being."

"That's the case." The saint lowered her head slightly: "Please allow me to apologize to you for the rudeness just now."

"It's okay," Ling Yan smiled when facing her, "We met before, at the ceremony."

"You are—" The saint thought for a moment, and then asked with certainty: "The person next to the lady?"

"Her husband." After many exercises, Ling Yan found that he could not blush or beat when he said this kind of thing: "Do you need to put me on the cross and burn to death?"

"No need." The saint asked calmly: "Your name?"

"Ling Yan."

"I see," the saint nodded and said her identity: "I am the 29th saint Elaine."