Fantasy game evolution

"Woo... woo..." However, Ling Yan's persuasion didn't work at all. For Tia, who was about to cry in the face of Rafaelia's injury, she knew that one of the people closest to her was no longer the so-called Death row prisoner, and after surviving, a few words that can be understated give peace of mind. It is completely impossible...

"There's really no way." Reluctantly pulling the still crying animal behind, Ling Yan asked Lukius, "Let’s do it first, Gilbarut?"

"Ah," Lucius nodded, closing his eyes: "If it weren't for Fiona, you wouldn't see us today."

He has always had a surplus expression, but now he has become rigid because of tension.

"Oh." Ling Yan nodded casually: "Then, I will take Tia away."

"Well," Lukius nodded: "Let's leave now, we also need to gather forces quickly."

"Thank you for your concern." Facing Rukius's ulterior reminder, Ling Yan smiled: "I wish you a victorious first kill."

"Thanks to you." Lucius put back a poker face and nodded.

"Mr. Ling Yan, don't you help Mr. Lucius?" To Ling Yan's expectation, Tia, who knew the rebellion, said to Ling Yan: "If Mr. Lucius wins, everyone Will be very happy."

——You are really happy because of your easily brainwashed character.

Ling Yan was not surprised by Tia's words-after all, the emotional card of Lukius was very good, and his idea itself was [Justice]-for Tia. The natural killing is self-evident.

After all, the credit for Tia's final awakening was all from Lucius.

Although, his [justice] is absolutely that way: even he can be sacrificed as a pawn without regrets or regrets-even for granted.

"It has nothing to do with us." Ling Yan touched her head, showing a helpless expression: "Besides, Lucius will definitely win, believe it or not?"

"I..." Facing this kind of question, Tia glanced at Ling Yan, then at the gentle Lucius, and finally chose to remain silent.

After all, she also knows that the answer to this kind of question is difficult to answer, especially before knowing the result.

"So let's go." Ling Yan turned around and said, "Go back quickly and take a good break."

"Yeah," Tia turned and prepared to leave with a heavy heart.

Suddenly, Ling Yan glanced at the wings behind her and said inadvertently: "Have the wings become bigger?"

"Ah? Yes." Tia nodded after the reaction: "It is always a little bit difficult when wearing clothes."

"It's really becoming a bit conspicuous." Ling Yan said helplessly: "It looks like I'm going to make clothes for you again."

"This is the responsibility of the protector, isn't it?" Lukius said suddenly, as if to make a little laughter in the tense atmosphere-unfortunately the method is too awkward: "Tiya-kun can now It's one of the important people."

"It's still up to you." Ling Yan gave him a white look, then said behind his back: "That's it, happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Lucius said in a low voice, as if he was a little reluctant: "Find a time and enjoy the wine."

In this way, after Tia’s thank you story, Ling Yan took Tia back to the prison.

"It's gone." Seeing the two people who left, Sistin said with a little boredom: "Is that okay? Let that guy leave?"

"If you don't let him go, can you block him?" Facing Cistina, Keim said directly: "Don't forget, what level of his power is."

"But he will definitely take action, won't he?" Lukius suddenly smiled and said, "As the so-called cooperative relationship is over, it does not mean that his goal is over."

"His goal?" Sistin asked suspiciously, "Does he have any goals?"

"Secretary Gilbarut is also his target," Lucius said directly the answer: "Didn't you find that Ling Yanjun's eyes look like someone?"

"Like someone?" After hearing this description, Cistina showed a puzzled expression: "Who is it?"

However, I don’t know if it’s the brothers joining the hearts, or because of empathy, Keim said the answer to Rukius’ question: "That’s Secretary Gilbarut?"

"That's right," Lucius muttered while looking at Ling Yan who was leaving. "That kind of look, like a madman."

"It seems that you can destroy everything in your eyes for your own desires and desires."

"It seems to him that apart from the things to be protected, it doesn't matter what other things become."

"The kind of eyes that a complete destroyer, even a destroyer would have."

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Yesterday there was one less update-because yesterday I was chatting with a friend from another group, and he said he wanted to see the master and the ultimate darkness.

Then I got inspired, I modified the type scroll last night and forgot to update it

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Chapter 132 Come on!Hurt each other!(Heavy fog)

The war soon began.

There was no blood, stumps, or devastating magical vindictiveness, and with wine decorations, the most exciting moments of life would bloom.

Let everyone in the most magnificent battle, board the eternal death!Such a plot.

War has only sacrifice, destruction, and all the descriptions that represent negativeness——

Because this is a true portrayal of war, isn't it?

"That's so much... these guys." Taking advantage of a short break, Fiona raised his head, and the moment he raised his pupils, the green pupils ushered in the impact of a mixture of blood and white jade.

The hue on the entire battlefield is sticky red. The clean and beautiful streets have now become the manifestation of blood. The surging crowds collide with each other, the high weapons are stabbed, and the blood splashes at the same time, life It disappeared in this storm like a candling candle.

Scarlet blood flowed from the corpse, flowing on the clean streets, gradually infecting the entire battlefield, as if white jade was sprinkled with weird red, the viscous color linked to the bloody totem, the twisted shape , Disgusting.

Every second, new soldiers set foot on the battlefield, and then lost their lives in the rush of people, like an extinguished fire, completely disappearing.

"This is war..." She sighed, then slashed the enemy in front of her.

"This is war..." On the other side of the battlefield, the black-clothed and dark-haired youth sighed the same as her. He looked down at Tia who was about to follow him: "Tia, can you bear it? Close your eyes if you can't."

"Well, I can bear it." She asked with a ugly expression: "It's really... terrible, this kind of picture."