I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

I am really not the evil god walk the dog, Chapter 105

The injured of the scholar white coat is like a cat is generally agile, quietly opens the ventilation pipe drill into the vent.

Only the blood is slowly filled.

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Lightning is crossed, and the contour of the dark fog is illuminated in an instant.

Huge gods have completely disappeared in the dark. Unknown objects that launched remote attacks not far away from afar. "Is this BOSS battle end?"

Lin Jingsi did not stop the sword in his hand, and control the lion's two steps, as a bright sword on the flame, it was as quiet as the place where the fog was covered.

Finally, the enemy who came out, the reason is actually quite quite, and it is unspeakable.

Mainly there is a sudden time.

He is just immersed in this incomparable "VR game" experience, Candra's body's ability and his soul of the sword, so that the battle is like really open the newcomer, the difficulty has dropped quite a big.

Lin We felt that he was hang up, and the one truly played is actually Candra, he just provides a pointful decision.

And the god in this dream is obviously not the God of Candra.

Compared with the gods in Candra memory, this looks very powerful.

According to Kandra's statement, it has reappeared new gods after thousands of people, which have a great threat to his people, so he listened from Lin Jian's opinion, and decided to help them before dying, facing the past , Then make challenges to God again.

Use similar experience to make up for the regret.

Lin Jie expressed his appreciation for the behavior of Candra listening to the opinion, and felt that his own imagination was invincible in his dream.

This BOSS light comes from the appearance, that huge body oppression is really a burst, but the truth is not very good.

But it is in the dream, how is it reasonable.

The dark fog is far from the foggy, the same, like the sound of the sound, is still rising.

Candra's voice suddenly came from the bottom of the heart, with a single relief: "End ... I feel your help, I have completed my last wish, and I also use my own efforts to protect my subjects and land. Wan Ye's time has passed, everything goes away, I can do this. "

"Evasting is always easier than your face, if you are not your guidelines, I may never face my true side, my weakness and despicable."

"Thank you.,,

In the heart of Lin Zhong, I looked down at my hand, and Huailai exquisite hacolate exude a touch of light. The whole arm became transparent, and gradually became a golden particle, with the wind.

Sure enough, is this ending ...

Lin Xie thought that Candea has already died, just because his resentment and unwilling wrapped around the sword, and his spiritual soul has not yet.

From the memory of Kandra, the memory of Candra, he is really a well-deserved sage before he is not crazy.

For him, you can sacrifice all the rest of your strength to reserve our country, it is really a happy thing.

Just once he was because of his own self-condemnation and embarrassment, he did not dare to face everything.

Mr. Lin fill this bowl of chicken soup, the effect is pulled, not only directly, but even in other words, in some extent, the grievances attached to the sword are "super".

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"Although it is dying, it is finally able to return to his hometown and the land, which is probably the best ending. This 'copy' is finally cleared."

Lynn is thinking, showing a smile, waving: "You're welcome."

Candra's body gradually disintegrated, the golden particles flashed, scattered around.

The ray, the darkness, and the soil covered by the dense fog is exposed, and the beautiful swaying flowers are growing.

The country of thousands of years ago, the flowering flowers are like this.

The coke soil is over, and the water vaporization of the remaining water in the air is dropped.

Smoke is filled, and the wind is slowly dragged.

That thick cloud-swirl has been punched in the huge amount of energy, lasted for more than a month, and finally ushered in the end.

The elf of the Griffin is like a war in the god of dreams and reality.

Jian Feng reflects the ruins of the big pit in front and the end of the scene.

This confrontation also lasted only a few minutes, but all the people who participated in this battle were witnessed how the elves were positive and hard to rap the ghost. How to put the truth three to Tai Shihun All destroyed.

The knights of the secret tower were stunned, all of which were in a few seconds.

Although Wen Shisen also shouted "keep calm and maintained" in the circle, some people near the edge of the dream were still in a short panic, and they became a group.

The truth is even more dead with chicken flying dogs.

Wen Sh Ton also understood that his own order can be completely executed, and he himself is now a cold sweat, and the hand holding a circular hand is a slippery.

"[I ...,

He has long, and he looked at the King of Candelle from the legend.

Then his pupils, found that the body of the elf was blocked, and the dissipated became a spot.

Wen Shindton immediately felt the reduction in the dream range, which became weak with too wave.

In accordance with the experience judgment with the death of the goddess dream beast, the dream of the dream is automatically closed, but it is still staring at the elves.

Since it is automatic dissipating, it will illustrate an ancient spirit that he is called out, and some people go back to the command and manipulate his behavior.

The biggest possibility of behind the scenes is naturally that bookstore owner.

I don't know if he will still have any action ...

Then Wen Shidon saw what is about to remember, showing a very bright smile, and waving, said: "You are welcome."

He said, "You're welcome."

Wen Shon couldn't help but look at the eyes of the elves, that is just that the truth of being smoother is being smoked by him ...

As everyone know, it is welcome to respond to thank you.

That is to say, "I don't have to thank you, this is what I should do".

"Hey! Hey!"

The sound of the angry hammer table is tightly swept to the sound of the ground.